Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1193: Is it over when I hand it over?

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Chapter 1193 is over when it is handed over?

At this moment, he has only one thought in his mind, and that is to beg Mo Wentian for mercy.

He wants to survive!

Although the Emperor Tian Niu gave him a death order before coming to Devour God Kingdom, if he didn't talk about Mo Wentian and captured the Tian Niu clan alive, death awaited him.

But at this moment, he doesn't have this idea at all.

What is the fourth elder of the Tianniu tribe? He doesn't want it anymore. At this moment, he just wants to survive.

"Old miscellaneous, want this emperor to let you go, do you think you have this qualification?"

Mo Wentian stepped forward, looking at Jiang Jinfeng's begging for mercy, the corner of his mouth raised, and a wicked smile spread instantly.

"Emperor, please let me go!"

"As long as you can spare my life, whatever you want me to do, I am willing!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Jiang Jinfeng's eyes flashed with complicated eyes.

Immediately after gritting his teeth and making a pop, he knelt down in front of Mo Wentian, his appearance was as sincere as he could be said.

"Boss, this old man just wants you to spare him. Such a person is very vicious in his mind and cannot be kept!"

At this moment, Huan Tian seemed to think of something, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Old miscellaneous, did you hear that, Huan Tian said that I can't spare you!"

"What do you think the emperor will do with you?"

Hearing this, the arc of Mo Wentian's mouth became more intense, but his voice was extremely cold.

Actually, Huantian didn't say anything, and Mo Wentian didn't even plan to release Jiang Jinfeng.

Mo Wentian doesn't have the slightest affection for the people of the longicorn tribe.

"Master Huantian, please forgive me, as long as you forgive me, I will do whatever you want me to do!"

And listening to Mo Wentian's words, Jiang Jinfeng looked at Huantian and quickly begged for mercy.

"Old crap, don't talk so much!"

"You first put away your longhorn seal and give it to the emperor!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian looked at the thousands of feet of celestial bull seal in the void, and a bright light rose in his eyes.

With a light cough, he said coldly to Jiang Jinfeng.

"Yes, yes, as long as the emperor does not kill me, I will give you whatever you want!"

When Mo Wentian said this, Jiang Jinfeng didn't hesitate at all, and quickly agreed.

The next moment, Jiang Jinfeng moved his mind and waved his hand, and the celestial bull seal in the sky shrank instantly.

In just a few breaths, it has shrunk to the size of a palm, falling on Jiang Jinfeng's palm.

Looking at the celestial beetle seal in the palm of his hand, Jiang Jinfeng's eyes flashed with a complex look.

"Old guy, can't bear it?"

Looking at Jiang Jinfeng's delay in handing the celestial bull seal to Mo Wentian, Xiao Jiao's eyes suddenly became cold, and he said coldly.

"No...No!"

"The emperor, this is the seal of the celestial beetle, please accept it!"

Xiao Jiao's voice came, and Jiang Jinfeng recovered in an instant, and quickly reached out and handed the seal of the celestial bull to Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian, his expression was very respectful, as if he was the disciple of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom.

"Soul, open!"

Mo Wentian looked at the celestial bull seal, and did not pick it up immediately, but gave a cold drink, unfolded his soul, and swept over the bull seal that day.

Although Jiang Jinfeng is very respectful to him now, Mo Wentian still doesn't believe Jiang Jinfeng.

If Jiang Jinfeng injected some terrible rune on the seal of the celestial bull, it would definitely slander him.

Ke Mo Wentian's worries are superfluous. In this celestial bull seal, there is nothing but Jiang Jinfeng's soul power.

"This old guy, I seem to overestimate him!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a glimmer of light flashed, and he secretly said in his heart.

Mo Wentian originally thought that Jiang Jinfeng was just begging for mercy on the surface, and he was so happily handing over the seal of the celestial bull, which must not be simple.

Thinking that Jiang Jinfeng would at least work **** this Tian Niu Seal, slander him, and then escape.

But Mo Wentian didn't expect that he overestimated Jiang Jinfeng.

As the four elders of the Tianniu tribe, one person above 10,000 exists, in the face of death, he can't care about anything.

So happy to hand over the seal of the celestial bull he had desperately obtained, and he was so respectful towards his enemy.

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, his eyes shrunk slightly, and he reached out and wiped the seal of the celestial bull in an instant.

With the touch of Mo Wentian, the connection between Niu Yinxi and Jiang Jinfeng disappeared in an instant.

Immediately, the seal of the celestial bull fell into Mo Wentian's hands instantly.

"This..."

"The contact between the celestial bull seal and me..."

Feeling the disappearance of the seal of the celestial bull and himself, Jiang Jinfeng looked at Mo Wentian with an impressive expression in his eyes.

"What's so strange about this!"

"You give this beetle seal to the boss, and your spiritual power on the beetle seal will naturally be erased!"

Looking at Jiang Jinfeng's shocked look, Xiao Jiao let out a cold voice and said with arrogance.

"Erase the power of the soul?"

"Did the emperor wipe it out just now?"

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, and reminiscing about Mo Wentian's wave just now, Jiang Jinfeng almost blurted out subconsciously.

You know, he is already a strong man in the mid-term emperor, but his spirit has reached the level of two hundred and fifty feet.

And Mo Wentian, this warrior of the late Heavenly King's stage, unexpectedly erased his power of the soul.

This shows that Mo Wentian's soul has at least reached the late Emperor's stage, even comparable to that of the Emperor's peak, three hundred feet, or three hundred fifty feet.

Thinking about this, Jiang Jinfeng's heart suddenly felt a touch of fortune.

The spirit of Mo Wentian, so terrible, he didn't come hard with Mo Wentian, and it was correct to actively beg for mercy.

"Yes, it was erased by the emperor!"

"Old miscellaneous, your soul is no more than two hundred and fifty feet, this is too weak!"

At this moment, Mo Wen stepped forward, his face full of arrogance.

Don't say that it is the soul of the mid-term Emperor, even if it is the power of the soul of the late Emperor, it is not difficult for him to want to erase it.

"Emperor, your soul..."

Although he had guessed that Mo Wentian did it, Jiang Jinfeng was still stunned when Mo Wentian confessed.

For a long time, I came back to my senses, looked at Mo Wentian, hesitated for a long time before uttering a few words.

"Old chopsticks, you have so many words!"

"The seal of celestial bull has been handed over, and it is time for you to hit the road!"

The cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian's eyes made no secret of killing.

At the same time, Mo Wentian's aura rose instantly.