Devouring Heaven Sword God Chapter 1248: The hateful beetles

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Chapter 1248 The Hateful Beef Race

"Kill me?"

"Old chopsticks, you are not enough!"

The next moment, looking at Jiang Zhengyuan, Mo Wentian sneered.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a gleam of light.

"I am not enough?"

"My cultivation is only half a step away from the late emperor, but you are just an ant at the peak of the emperor. You still arrogantly say that this elder is not enough to kill you?"

"Soon, this elder will let you know whether this elder is enough!"

An extremely cold voice sounded, and Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes were terrifying killing intent.

In that way, it seemed that he wanted to swallow Mo Wen innately.

At this moment, the aura on Jiang Zhengyuan's body also rose rapidly.

The muscles all over his body are bulging up more and more at this moment. From a distance, his muscles seem to tremble a little, and the pressure of a strong man spreads rapidly.

"Old Zaxie, your son is not the opponent of this emperor, so you are not!"

"And today, the emperor told you that not only you are going to die in my kingdom of Heaven Devouring God, but also the people you brought will die!"

"When you are killed, the Tianniu tribe emperor will also be destroyed!"

Mo Wentian looked at Jiang Zhengyuan, his eyes suddenly cold, and his voice was extremely cold.

Mo Wentian doesn't have the slightest affection for the people of the long-niu tribe.

Not only did it take advantage of people's danger, but it also attacked. This is the most shameless thing that Mo Wentian has, but the people of the Tianniu tribe did it all.

What's more, if Mo Wentian wants to become the king of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom, then the Tianniu tribe must be resolved.

Originally, Mo Wentian wanted to wait for the imminent figure of the dragon to pass through the sky before he went to solve the Tianniu tribe.

But now, the people of the Tianniu tribe don’t know what is good or bad, so Mo Wentian will solve the Tianniu tribe first, and then go to grab the Shenlong Tongtian map.

"Boss, the aura of this old man is very strong. As the elder of the longicorn tribe, he naturally has many methods!"

"Boss, are you really going to fight him?"

At this moment, Huantian's furry figure flashed and landed on Mo Wentian's shoulder, looking at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.

"A strong breath?"

"His half-step martial artist in the late emperor's stage is suitable for this emperor!"

"The emperor's cultivation has just broken through, and I want to see how his current strength is!"

Listening to Huantian's words, there was a flash of light in Mo Wentian's eyes.

"Boss, now I have been able to transform into a powerful man in the late emperor's stage. Although I have not persisted for a long time, the length of the transformation is enough to kill this old mess!"

Suddenly, Huantian seemed to think of something, looking at Mo Wentian, a light flashed in his eyes.

"Hmm!"

"Wait for the emperor to fight this old stray first, the Shenlong Tongtian map is about to be born, the emperor also wants to know what realm the emperor's current strength is comparable to!"

Huantian's words made Mo Wentian's heart warm.

Huantian said so, obviously worried about his safety.

It’s just that, he wants to be the king of this ancient relic, wants to take the Shenlong Tongtian map, if he can't beat the half-step late emperor in front of him, how can he take the Shenlong Tongtian map, How to become the king of the ancient heritage?

"Boss, be careful!"

Looking at Mo Wentian's steadfast expression, Huantian's heart was clear.

What Mo Wentian decided, no matter what he said, it is no longer useful.

After pondering for a while, the magic genius said in a deep voice.

"Hmm!"

"You should protect Xiaojiao first, so that Xiaojiao's cultivation can be restored as soon as possible, and the remaining half a million people will be handed over to you!"

Mo Wentian looked at Huantian and nodded.

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to be thinking of something, his eyes fell on the 500,000 people outside the city gate, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Ok, boss!"

"I must complete the task!"

After hearing this, Huantian didn't hesitate at all, and quickly agreed.

"Boy, you are really arrogant. You dare to kill Jun'er of this elder. Today I will break your body into pieces!"

At this moment, Jiang Zhengyuan recovered from Mo Wentian's arrogant words. Looking at Mo Wentian, the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.

"Squeak..."

His clenched hands made fists instantly, and his knuckles creaked.

"A thousand pieces of broken corpses?"

"Then you have to have this ability!"

Listening to Jiang Zhengyuan's cruel words, Mo Wentian laughed evilly in an instant.

The arrogant laughter resounded instantly throughout the entire Kingdom of Devouring Heaven.

"This kid is really arrogant. Does he really want to kill our great elder?"

"Even if he is the emperor of the kingdom of the gods, even if it is rumored that he killed the strong man in the early days of the emperor, but our great elder, the cultivation base has reached half a step in the late emperor, he cannot It’s our great elder’s opponent!"

"Yes, in front of the elder, he must die!"

"It seems that the Kingdom of Heaven Devouring God will be over today. In the ancient relics, starting today, there will be no Kingdom of Devouring Heaven God!"

"Who can be blamed for this? Our Tianniu tribe has given enough face to the Heaven-Eater Kingdom. It is Mo Wentian who does not know good or bad, and he also beheaded our Young Master. The Heaven-Eater Kingdom should disappear. !"

……

As Mo Wentian's arrogant words sounded, countless disciples of the Tianniu tribe started talking in an instant.

It's just that they looked at Mo Wentian's eyes with disdain.

In their view, Jiang Zhengyuan wanted to kill an ant in the peak of the heavenly king, but it was just a matter of moving his fingers.

At this moment, they seem to have seen Mo Wentian's tragic death in the hands of Jiang Zhengyuan, and they have also seen the scene of the demise of the Kingdom of Heaven Devouring God.

"Boy, I will let you know my skills!"

"I will also let you know the abilities of my celestial bull clan!"

Listening to those discussions, Jiang Zhengyuan became more confident in his heart.

An extremely cold voice sounded, Jiang Zhengyuan looked at Mo Wentian with contempt in his eyes.

"The disciples of the Tianniu tribe listen to orders!"

"Kill me all the ants that devour the kingdom of the gods, don't keep one!"

The next moment, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes shrank suddenly, and he said coldly.

"Yes, Grand Elder!"

"Yes, great elder, if one does not stay, all the people who devour the kingdom of heaven will be killed!"

"Kill the people who devour the kingdom of heaven, and avenge our young master!"

"Destroy the Kingdom of Heaven Devouring God!"

……

Following Jiang Zhengyuan's order, countless Tianniu disciples, one by one, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, their voices of excitement resounded instantly.

At the same time, the aura on their bodies quickly soared.

"Old choppy, what's the hurry?"

"You don't need to be so anxious to die, right?"

Looking at this scene, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed an extremely cold light.

But there was a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, and a wicked smile spread across the corner of his mouth.