"One day, I will know who you are!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, and his eyes were full of determination.
"Boy, this elder agrees to your conditions!"
"Although you are somewhat capable, now that I have 10% of the power of Lord Tianniu Emperor, and you don't have the help of the Divine Dragon Seal, you are simply looking for death if you fight me!"
At this moment, a crazy voice sounded.
Jiang Jinfeng looked at Mo Wentian with a cold and wanton look in his eyes.
"Old bastard, you talk a lot of nonsense!"
"I will soon let you know that you are the one seeking death!"
A cold voice sounded, and the aura on Mo Wentian's body suddenly surged.
"Seal of the long-lost beetle!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all and shouted coldly.
"No, it won't be enough for this Ceremony Seal to fight against this old bastard like this!"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian thought that the Beetle Seal had been in Jiang Jinfeng's hands for hundreds of thousands of years. Jiang Jinfeng must know more about the Beetle Seal than he did.
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's brows instantly frowned.
"Boy, do you still want to refine this half-grade early-stage emperor-level artifact, the Ceremony Seal, into your own artifact?"
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Senior Divine Pearl!"
Hearing the voice of the old man Shenzhu, the expression on Mo Wentian's face changed instantly, and a touch of joy appeared instantly.
"Boy, with your current level of cultivation, you want to refine this beetle seal into your own artifact, but it's not enough!"
The next moment, the voice of the old man Shenzhu came again.
"Senior, what should I do?"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian had a look of doubt in his eyes and asked in a lowered voice.
"Boy, since you have the blood of my God, I will help you again this time!"
"Although with your current cultivation level, you want to refine this Seal of the Longhorn into your own hands, there is another way for you to defeat this person without refining it!"
The old man Shenzhu took a deep breath and then said indifferently.
"any solution?"
"Please ask Senior Shenzhu to give me some advice!"
As soon as he heard that there was a way out, a bright light suddenly shone in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Without any hesitation, he asked quickly.
"The method is very simple!"
"You only need to fuse your Shenlong Fist into the Longhorn Seal. It is enough to defeat the Longhorn ants!"
The old man of Shenzhu coughed lightly and said indifferently.
"Merging my Shenlong Fist into the Longhorn Seal?"
"But senior, my Shenlong Fist is just a fist that I learned by chance, but this Longhorn Seal is made of the golden bones of the ancient Longhorn, and my Shenlong Fist is fused into it..."
Hearing this, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of doubts.
The power of the Shenlong Fist is certainly terrifying, but in front of this half-grade beetle seal, it seems a bit insignificant.
But this ancient beetle is an ancient monster, and the dragon transformed from his divine dragon fist is just an ordinary divine dragon.
Mo Wentian was worried that not only would his Shenlong Fist be unable to fuse with the Longhorn Seal, but he would also be injured by the Longhorn Seal.
"Boy, I know your worries!"
"But if you don't try, how will you know you can't do it?"
The words of the old man Shenzhu rang in Mo Wentian's mind again.
"Buzzing..."
The next moment, the phantom of the old man with the divine pearl disappeared from Mo Wentian's mind.
Only the divine bead was left, lying quietly in Mo Wentian's hand.
"Yeah, how can you know if it doesn't work if you don't try?"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes rose with an extremely cold light.
The Divine Pearl had never hurt him since it appeared. In Mo Wentian's heart, he still believed in the words of the old man with the Divine Pearl.
The old man with the divine pearl always helped him at the most critical moment, and Mo Wentian was still grateful to him in his heart.
Although the old man of the Divine Pearl swallowed his power several times, it did not hurt him.
"Boy, take care of yourself!"
"If you can't control this little fusion, you are not worthy of being a member of my God Clan!"
And just when Mo Wentian was deep in thought, the eyes of the old man's phantom in the divine bead suddenly shrank.
"Rumble..."
The next moment, the light on the divine bead instantly faded and became extremely dim. From a distance, it looked unremarkable.
"Little Jiao, Huantian, block this old bastard for me for a moment!"
Immediately, without any hesitation, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and Huantian and said coldly.
After saying that, before Xiaojiao and Huantian could agree, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged.
"Huantian, boss, do you want to practice?"
Seeing Mo Wentian sitting cross-legged, Xiaojiao took a long time to come back to his senses and said with a surprised look on his face.
"Whatever the boss does, he has his own plans!"
"The boss asked us to stop this old bastard, so we will!"
Huantian's expression instantly became alert, and his eyes were staring straight at the majestic Jiang Jinfeng opposite him.
"Huantian..."
Seeing Huantian's serious face, Xiaojiao originally wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
The next moment, the figure flashed and stood in front of Mo Wentian like Huantian.
"Two little reptiles, what do you mean?"
"What is this kid doing again?"
Looking at this scene, Jiang Jinfeng was slightly startled, came to his senses, and shouted with a cold face.
"Old bastard, do you care what our boss is doing?"
Xiaojiao looked at Jiang Jinfeng, his eyes full of cold pride.
Especially when I thought of the way Jiang Jinfeng knelt down and licked him in front of Mo Wentian, I felt extremely contemptuous.
People like Jiang Jinfeng are the people he hates the most in Xiaojiao's life. He uses his power to bully others!
When you are not in a position of strength, you can instantly change your face and kneel down to lick!
"Little reptile, you are so arrogant!"
"I asked you properly, but if you don't answer properly, you dare to speak to me like this. I think you are looking for death!"
Seeing Xiaojiao's look even more arrogant than him, Jiang Jinfeng's anger suddenly surged in his heart.
At the same time, the power on his body also surged instantly.
"court death?"
"Old bastard, do you think I will be afraid of you, little Grandpa Jiao?"
Xiaojiao looked at Jiang Jinfeng, not wanting to be outdone at all.
"Hoho..."
The figure flashed and instantly transformed into a 1,500-foot divine dragon, standing proudly in the void.
On the dragon scales, there was a blue light flashing, and from a distance, it looked like an ancient ice dragon.
On the dragon's body, a freezing coldness spread instantly, as if it would freeze the entire void.