After the Demon King died, the tentacles on its body shrank rapidly and condensed into black crystals.
Under the guidance of his mental energy, the crystal flew toward Tang Zhen and was quickly absorbed by the dancing mental tentacles.
The mo skill that was spinning at high speed slowly stopped at this moment.
An illusionary image of a Demon God appeared in the sky behind Tang Zhen. It was incomparably sinister and strange.
He looked down at Tang Zhen from above. After taking a deep look at him, he slowly dissipated like smoke and clouds.
"Satisfying!"
Tang Zhen stood up from the hill-like corpse and revealed a satisfied smile.
This time's battle in the wilderness, the harvest was far more bountiful than imagined. He actually killed a Demon Lord.
The owner of this territory was currently lying at Tang Zhen's feet. It wouldn't be long before he would be left without a corpse.
