Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1192: All fall!

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Chapter 1192 is all down!

But no matter how they flee, they can't escape the terrible suction spreading from the magic dzi.

"Ah..."

"No..."

……

The screams resounded again.

I saw the golden glow in the void, that frantically fleeing, every time the magic sky bead moved, there would be one less golden glow in the void.

"Boy, what kind of ghost are you that can swallow the soul?"

"Hurry up and stop me, stop!"

With all the screams coming, Jiang Jinfeng came back to his senses, looking at the less and less golden light in the void, his eyes were crazy.

Immediately, he dropped his eyes on Mo Wentian's body, and said with a sharp face.

"Old miscellaneous, do you think you are qualified to let the emperor stop?"

"Don't worry, their end will be yours soon!"

Jiang Jinfeng's voice came, Mo Wentian's mouth was grinning, and a wicked smile spread instantly.

It turned out that Mo Wentian really wanted to subdue these people and increase his power to devour the kingdom of God, but who knows, these people are so ignorant of good or bad.

Not only said that he would be killed, but he also said that he would destroy his heaven-devouring kingdom of God, and put their spirits on the red lotus industry fire to burn.

With such thoughts, Mo Wentian doesn't want to subdue such a group of people.

Since it can't be used by him, then kill it!

As for the improvement of the strength of the Kingdom of Devouring Heavens, there is no question for him. His Kingdom of Devouring Heavens will sooner or later become the king of this ancient relic.

"Boy, you are so deceiving!"

"You just beheaded the flesh of my disciples of the Celestial Bull tribe, you even swallowed all their souls!"

Hearing that, Jiang Jinfeng is going to explode.

Mo Wentian glared glaringly, as if trying to wipe out Mo Wentian with his eyes. His hands were also clenched into fists at this moment, and the joints creaked even more.

"Old miscellaneous, you have a lot of nonsense, the emperor has already said that, when the emperor has solved all these miscellaneous things, he will naturally let you go down to see them!"

The cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's face was full of arrogance and arrogance.

The cold voice came, and when Mo Wentian's eyes without the slightest temperature were seen, Jiang Jinfeng only felt a cold chill rising from the soles of his feet.

At this moment, his body couldn't help trembling slightly.

"Boy, you..."

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Jiang Jinfeng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Red clothes and red clothes, swallowed quickly!"

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian said in a cold voice at the two increasingly clear figures in the magic dzi beads.

And following Mo Wentian's cold drink, the two figures in the magic dzi seemed to understand Mo Wentian's words, and they trembled slightly.

The next moment, on the magic sky bead, the terrifying and boundless suction power increased even more.

In the void, those golden rays were swallowed by the magic dzi, but within a few breaths, the suction on the magic dzi instantly increased.

The power of the soul in the golden light swiftly moved toward the magic dzi.

"Crack..."

"Crack..."

……

For a moment, the magical dzi was swallowed up by the magical dzi.

The sound of fragmentation came, and the brilliant rays of light shattered directly.

The five hundred consummate disciples of the Tianniu tribe have completely fallen!

And along with the power of the soul in the spirit light, it was swallowed by the magic dzi.

In the magic dzi bead, the figure of the red dress and the red dress became more and more clear.

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, the magic sky bead fell into Mo Wentian's hands.

Immediately, the magic dzi bead seemed to be full, and the flashing light instantly dimmed, and at first glance, it was extremely plain.

"It seems that this spirit is still not enough!"

Looking at this scene, Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Red clothes and red clothes, don't worry, I will let you come back again!"

Muttering in his mouth, Mo Wentian's eyes are full of firm expressions.

"It's over!"

"It's all over!"

At this moment, a figure collapsed to the ground in an instant, and his eyes were full of sullen expressions.

This figure is no one else, but Jiang Jinfeng, the fourth elder of the Tianniu tribe.

He came with five hundred perfect disciples of the Heavenly King, and now he is the only one left.

These disciples were not only beheaded physically, but not even the spirits escaped.

When the Heaven Devouring Kingdom was not established, the Tianniu tribe was the second-ranked power in the ancient relics, but among the Tianniu tribe, there were only more than 1,000 disciples who reached the perfect state of the heavenly king.

I lost five hundred last time, and this time I lost another five hundred. Fortunately, during this period of cultivation, the disciples in the clan broke through a lot.

The number of disciples of the Heavenly King Consummation has reached 2,500, but the total loss of 1,000 in these two times is equivalent to the loss of nearly half of the Heavenly King Consummation disciples of the Tianniu tribe.

For the Tianniu tribe, this is definitely a huge loss in strength.

"Old crap, they are all dead!"

"It's your turn now!"

Mo Wentian looked at Jiang Jinfeng, and a terrifying killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Jinfeng in front of him, this slumped appearance, was a little unexpected to Mo Wentian.

After all, this Jiang Jinfeng is the fourth elder of the Tianniu tribe. Among the long-niu tribe, his identity is absolutely decisive.

But his state of mind is so bad.

Seeing all the disciples of these Celestial Bull tribes fall, even the aura on his body has weakened, and his face is pale with no trace of blood at all.

"Boy, you..."

"What do you want to do?"

Looking at Mo Wentian walking towards him step by step, Jiang Jinfeng's heart had a bad premonition.

His body couldn't help receding even more.

"Old chopsticks, boss, don't you understand?"

"The emperor said to send you on the road!"

Looking at Jiang Jinfeng's trembling appearance, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and came to him.

Looking at Jiang Jinfeng, Xiao Jiao said coldly.

"Send me on the road?"

"No...don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, and watching Mo Wentian approaching him step by step, Jiang Jinfeng shook his head frantically.

The look in his eyes is full of prayers.

Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, he seemed to feel the **** of death coming toward him, and his mind trembled.

What's more, at this moment, he even forgot that he was a strong man in the middle of the king, and Mo Wentian in front of him was just a warrior in the middle of the king.

The two are above the level of cultivation, it can be said that there is a huge difference, but at this moment Jiang Jinfeng, facing this Mo Wentian, there is no war intent.