"Boy, do you dare to covet the things in my elder's hands?"
"Today is the day you die!"
At this moment, a cold and stern voice sounded.
Jiang Zhengyuan was seen holding the long-horned long sword of ice and fire, heading towards Mo Wentian to kill him.
As Jiang Zhengyuan's long-horned swords of ice and fire were launched, Jiang Zhengyuan's left hand drew an icicle several thousand feet long in the void, while his right hand directly drew a volcano several thousand feet tall.
The thousands of feet of icicles and volcanoes fell directly towards Mo Wentian in an instant.
"This breath is so scary!"
Looking at this scene, a look of fear flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes.
The power emanating from it, the power of the icicles, was fine for Xiao Jiao, who was originally from the ice dragon clan, but the volcano made Xiao Jiao's forehead covered with sweat and his face turned pale.
"All the disciples of the Heaven-Eating Kingdom must retreat a thousand feet!"
A cold voice sounded, and a cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
…
Hearing this, figures one after another quickly retreated towards the city of the Heaven-Devouring Kingdom.
"Boy, are you afraid of this elder?"
"However, in front of this elder, there is no point in trying to escape!"
Seeing the disciples of the Devouring Heaven Kingdom quickly retreating, Jiang Zhengyuan thought that Mo Wentian was afraid of him, and instantly burst into laughter.
"Kill the disciples of the Tianniu clan!"
"Don't leave any ants in the Heaven-Eating Kingdom alive!"
The next moment, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he shouted coldly at the 500,000 disciples behind him.
"Rumble..."
And following Jiang Zhengyuan's cold shout, the five hundred thousand Tianniu Clan disciples all showed terrifying fighting spirit.
In an instant, their figures also increased rapidly.
The already extremely strong body had swelled several times again at this moment, reaching several feet in size.
From a distance, it looks like hills.
Five hundred thousand hills were directed toward the disciples of the Heaven-Eating Kingdom, killing them directly.
"Chixiao, Xiaojiao, Uncle Niu, these people will be left to you!"
Seeing the countless hills crashing towards the disciples of the Heaven-Devouring Kingdom, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank and he shouted coldly.
"Boss, don't worry!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
…
As soon as Mo Wentian said this, Xiaojiao and others quickly agreed without any hesitation.
"Boy, you ants from the Sky Devouring Kingdom should stop struggling in vain!"
"It's useless to struggle. My five hundred thousand disciples, there's no way you can survive this fight, so die!"
Seeing Mo Wentian arranging things for the Devouring Heaven Divine Kingdom, Jiang Zhengyuan laughed even more wildly.
In his opinion, what Mo Wentian was doing was just a useless struggle.
"Ants, die!"
"Hoho..."
Suddenly, a dragon roar instantly echoed throughout the void.
I saw the little dragon transformed into a thousand-foot dragon again, standing proudly in the void, and the vast dragon power rolled out.
Huantian, on the other hand, was not to be outdone at all, his furry paws and sharp claws shone with an extremely cold light.
The fighting spirit in Xiao Jinghen and others instantly surged.
The war is about to break out.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and an extremely cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"Boy, I didn't expect you to hide a strong person!"
"But so what, their cultivation level is only the middle stage of the Emperor. Wait until this elder has dealt with you, and then deal with them!"
"No, don't you like to tame them? After I kill you, I will also tame all the disciples of your Heaven Devouring Kingdom and become the dogs of my Tianniu Clan!"
Looking at the fighting figures in the void, a look of surprise flashed across Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes.
After all, when he came, he had already unfolded his soul and explored the cultivation levels of everyone in the Heaven-Eating God.
However, he did not find out that there was a middle-stage Emperor in the Heaven-Eating Kingdom.
But now, several middle-stage emperors appeared, which made Jiang Zhengyuan feel surprised and suspicious.
"Old bastard, don't talk so much nonsense, let's fight!"
In fact, when he discovered that Jiang Zhengyuan was coming with the disciples of the Tianniu tribe, Mo Wentian had already used the method of concealment.
The cultivation levels of Xiao Jinghen and others are just ordinary Heavenly King Perfection.
And at this moment of the battle, the true cultivation levels of Xiao Jinghen and others were all exposed.
"Boy, this elder hates scheming people the most!"
"And that Uncle Niu, who pretends to flatter me, I will make you die miserably today!"
When Mo Wentian's invitation to fight came, Jiang Zhengyuan recalled Niu Bolai and the false flattery he had received from Niu Bolai. Jiang Zhengyuan's anger suddenly surged in his heart.
If eyes could kill, the way Jiang Zhengyuan looked at Mo Wentian at this moment was enough to kill Mo Wentian thousands of times.
"Yeah?"
"But no matter what I think, it will be you who will die today!"
A cold voice sounded, and the murderous aura in Mo Wentian's eyes was terrifying.
"Double ice dragon swords, kill them for me!"
With an angry shout, he saw the long-horned ice dragon swords in the void falling directly towards Mo Wentian.
But Mo Wentian looked at this scene, but his face didn't waver at all, and his body stood still.
What's more, Mo Wentian closed his eyes.
This indifferent look did not seem to pay any attention to Jiang Zhengyuan, who was coming to kill him.
"The great elder's ice dragon swords were about to fall on him, and this boy even closed his eyes. Is this boy waiting to die?"
"I think this kid must have been frightened by the terrifying power of the Great Elder!"
"Originally, I thought that this rumored disciple of the Heaven-Devouring Kingdom had some real abilities, but I didn't expect that he was just an ant with a powerful mouth!"
"That's right, in front of the great elder, you see, he doesn't even dare to fight back!"
"This kid seems to be dead!"
…
Seeing Mo Wentian standing there with his eyes closed, the countless disciples of the Tianniu tribe straightened up, looked at the proud figure, and laughed wildly.
It was as if they had seen something funny at this moment.
"Old bastard, if you want to kill me, I told you, but you are still too young!"
"Shadow Secret!"
Just when Jiang Zhengyuan's ice and fire swords were about to strike Mo Wentian, a pair of cold gleams suddenly opened.
A joking voice sounded, and the next moment, Mo Wentian's figure flashed, and nine identical Mo Wentians appeared in the void.
"Buzzing..."
Immediately, the nine Mo Wentians flashed again, and eighty-one identical Mo Wentians instantly appeared in the void.