Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1192: All Fallen!

No matter how they escaped, they could not escape the terrible suction that spread out from the magical beads.

"what……"

"Do not……"

...

The screams rang again.

I saw that in the void, the golden mang that was fleeing wildly. Every time the magical dzi moved, there would be one less golden mane in the void.

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

"Hurry up and stop me, stop!"

And with this scream, Jiang Jinfeng came back to him, looking at the decreasing number of Jin Mang in the void, and his eyes were extremely mad.

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

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

"Don't worry, their end soon, it's your end!"

Jiang Jinfeng's voice came, and Mo Wentian's mouth turned into a grin, and an evil smile spread instantly.

The original Mo Wentian really wanted to subdue these people and enhance his strength to eat the kingdom of God, but who knows that these people are so ignorant.

Not only said that he would be beheaded, but also that his kingdom of heavenly gods would be destroyed, and their spirits would be burned on the fire of the red lotus industry.

With such a mind, Mo Wentian doesn't want to conquer such a group of people.

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

As for the improvement of the power of the heavenly **** kingdom, he never asked the heavens, and sooner or later he will become the king of this ancient relic.

"Boy, you are too bullying!"

"You just killed the physical body of my Tianniu disciples, and you have to devour all their spirits!"

Hearing that Jiang Jinfeng was about to explode.

Angrily staring at Mo Wentian, it seems that he wants to wipe Mo Wentian with his eyes, his hands are now clenched into fists, and the bone joint is squeaky.

"Old miscellaneous pieces, you have a lot of nonsense. Bendi has already said that when Bendi has solved these miscellaneous pieces, naturally you will go down to see them!"

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

The cold voice came, and Mo Wentian looked at those eyes without the slightest temperature, Jiang Jinfeng felt only a cold chill, rising from the soles of his feet.

At this moment, his body could not help shaking slightly.

"Boy, you ..."

The next moment, it seemed to remember something. Jiang Jinfeng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Red dress and red dress, swallow quickly!"

"Buzz ..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian said coldly to the two clearer figures in the magical beads.

With Mo Wentian's cold drink, the two figures in the magical dzi seemed to understand Mo Wentian's words, but they trembled slightly.

The next moment, on the magical dzi, the terrible endless suction increased even more.

In the void, the golden mansions were swallowed by the magical dzi, but in a few breaths, the suction above the magical dzi increased instantly.

The power of the spirits in the golden mansions quickly rushed towards the magical beads.

"Click ..."

"Click ..."

...

For a moment, the power of the soul of Jin Mang was swallowed up by the magical beads.

The shattered voice came, and those brilliances shattered directly.

The 500 successful disciples of the Tianniu tribe completely fell!

And with the power of the spirits in that spirit was swallowed by the magical beads.

In the magical beads, the figures of red clothes and red clothes became clearer.

"Buzz ..."

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

Immediately, the magic dzi was full, and the twinkling light was dimmed instantly. At first glance, it was dull.

"It seems that this spirit is not enough!"

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

"Red clothes and red clothes, rest assured, I will let you come back again!"

Nana murmured in her mouth, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of firmness.

"It's over!"

"It's all over!"

At this moment, a figure collapsed to the ground instantly, and his eyes were filled with a stunned look.

This figure is not others. It is the four elders of the Tianniu tribe, Jiang Jinfeng.

He came with five hundred kings' successful disciples, and now he is the only one left.

Not only were these disciples beheaded, but even the spirits and souls did not escape.

When the Tianniu tribe was not established, although it was the second force in the ancient relics, the disciples in the Tianniu tribe who reached the perfection of the Heavenly Kings were only over a thousand.

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

The King ’s successful disciples reached 2,500, but these two times lost a total of 1,000, which is equivalent to losing nearly half of the King ’s successful disciples.

This is a great loss of strength for the Tianniu clan.

"Old miscellaneous, they are all dead!"

"It's your turn now!"

Mo Wentian looked at Jiang Jinfeng, and there was a terrible killing in his eyes.

The Jiang Jingfeng in front of him, this stunned look, was somewhat unexpected.

After all, this Jiang Jinfeng is the four elders of the Tianniu tribe. Among the Tianniu tribe, his identity is absolutely important.

But his mood was so bad.

Watching all the disciples of the Celestial Tribe fall, even the breath on him is weakened, and his face is even paler without any trace of blood.

"Boy, you ..."

"What do you want to do?"

Looking at Mo Wentian step by step towards himself, Jiang Jinfeng's heart even raised a bad hunch.

His body couldn't help but recede.

"Miscellaneous, boss, don't you understand?"

"Bendi said he was going to take you on the road!"

Looking at Jiang Jinfeng's body trembling a little, Xiao's figure flickered and came to him.

Xiao Jiang said coldly, looking at Jiang Jinfeng.

"Send me on the road?"

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

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

The look in the eyes was full of prayer.

Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, he seemed to feel that the death was coming towards him, and his mind was shaking.

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

The two are different in terms of cultivation, but Jiang Jinfeng at this moment has no warfare in the face of this question.