"Recognize the master? Don't these twin swords of ice and fire have the soul mark of the great elder of the Tianniu tribe?"
"How can you recognize the master when there is the imprint of the soul of the great elder of the Tianniu tribe?"
"Could it be that the soul imprint of the Tianniu Tribe's great elder was erased from the twin swords of ice and fire?"
"How is this possible? The cultivation level of the emperor of the Heaven-Eating Kingdom cannot reach the peak of the Heavenly King. His soul, no matter how evil he is, cannot reach two hundred feet, and the great elder of the Heavenly Bull Clan is only half a step above the Heavenly Queen stage. , His soul has reached at least three hundred feet!"
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Upon hearing that Mo Wentian asked Xiao Jinghen to recognize his master, the figures hundreds of feet away started talking quickly.
"Boss, there are many people from other tribes in the dark watching the battle between our Heaven Devouring Kingdom and the Tianniu Tribe!"
Listening to these discussions, a flash of light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"The people in the dark have been here a long time ago!"
"If they want to see it, let them see it to the end. If they see it, our war will naturally spread, and if it spreads, it will be beneficial and harmless to our Heaven Devouring Kingdom to become the king of the ancient ruins!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.
In fact, Mo Wentian had already discovered those people in the dark.
The reason why he didn't take any action against them was that Mo Wentian wanted to spread the news through their mouths.
"Boss, your idea is really good!"
Hearing what Mo Wentian said, Xiaojiao understood instantly, grinned slightly, and praised quickly.
"The boss is the boss, everything is planned by the boss!"
At this moment, Huantian's furry figure flashed and he grinned.
"Huantian, after staying with Xiaojiao for a long time, have you learned to flatter me?"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian coughed lightly and said in a deep voice.
"Boss, I'm telling the truth!"
Huantian looked at Mo Wentian, without any fluctuation in his round eyes, as if he was telling the truth.
"Boss, you took away this old bastard's ice and fire swords, and you also chopped off one of his hands!"
"Now this old bastard is no match for you!"
Suddenly, Xiaojiao seemed to remember something, looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a smile on his face.
"Half-step Heavenly Queen stage, and he is the great elder of the Tianniu tribe. It is not that easy to kill him!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's expression instantly became serious.
Although Mo Wentian cut off one of Jiang Zhengyuan's hands in the battle just now, Mo Wentian knew it very well.
Jiang Zhengyuan's hand was only temporary. It was only a matter of time before he wanted to grow another hand.
And from the several battles with Jiang Zhengyuan just now, Mo Wentian felt the strength of the half-step Heavenly Queen.
Jiang Zhengyuan must not have used his full strength yet.
If Jiang Zhengyuan used all his strength, it would be absolutely impossible for him to block it unscathed.
Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's brows knitted together, and an extremely cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Old bastard, I told you, don't rob anything that comes into my hands!"
"But you refused to listen to me. Now you have lost one of your hands. I can't blame you!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, and took a step forward, directly in front of Jiang Zhengyuan.
Looking at Jiang Zhengyuan, Mo Wentian had a look of regret in his eyes.
It seemed that he felt very sorry for Jiang Zhengyuan's chopped off hand.
"Boy, you're just going too far!"
"Today, this elder will definitely kill you!"
Seeing Mo Wentian looking down at him in front of him, Jiang Zhengyuan stood up instantly, and the expression on his face softened slightly.
But his eyes were filled with terrifying murderous intent.
At the same time, the aura on his body fluctuated even more.
It looked like he was about to attack Mo Wentian again in the next moment.
"Too much bullying?"
"Old bastard, my cultivation is only at the peak of the Heavenly King, but your cultivation has already reached the half-step Heavenly Queen stage, and you are only half a step away from the Heavenly Queen stage!"
"You came to rob me of my things. I was just acting in legitimate defense. You said that I went too far to deceive others? How dare you say this?"
Hearing Jiang Zhengyuan's words, Mo Wentian laughed instantly.
Mo Wentian didn't even say that he was bullying others too much, but he turned around and beat her up. It was really ridiculous!
"Boy, this elder doesn't want to talk nonsense with you!"
"What this elder wants to do now is to kill you!"
"Kill you to avenge my Jun'er and the fourth elder!"
An extremely cold voice sounded, and Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes showed terrifying murderous intent.
"Old bastard, are you so eager to die?"
"Don't you want these two swords of ice and fire? What? You don't want them anymore?"
Seeing Jiang Zhengyuan's murderous expression, Mo Wentian was extremely calm.
It seemed that he was not afraid of Jiang Zhengyuan in front of him at all.
Suddenly, thinking about the dual swords of ice and fire, Mo Wentian grinned slightly and said with an evil smile.
Mo Wentian didn't mention this, he had really forgotten about the two swords of ice and fire.
When Mo Wentian said this, Jiang Zhengyuan suddenly remembered.
The connection between the ice and fire swords and him disappeared, and the ice and fire swords were taken away by Mo Wentian, and they have always been in Mo Wentian's hands.
There is no doubt that the connection between the ice and fire swords and him can only be erased by Mo Wentian.
"Boy, you..."
"How can your soul power be stronger than mine?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes were full of surprise.
As the great elder of the Tianniu clan, Jiang Zhengyuan knew very well about the matter of identifying the owner of the divine soul mark artifact.
There is only one possibility for being able to easily erase the mark of another person's soul, and that is that this person's soul is much stronger than him.
Thinking like this, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes widened even more, and his heart was filled with disbelief.
He didn't believe that the soul of a warrior at the peak of the Heavenly King was actually stronger than him, who was half a Heavenly Queen
"What? This kid's soul is stronger than the great elder's soul? How is this possible?"
"Could the Great Elder be frightened because Mo Wentian took away the ice and fire swords and chopped off one of his arms?"
"This is impossible, this is simply impossible. How can the spirit of an ant at the peak of the Heavenly King be stronger than that of the Great Elder?"
"This kid must have used some forbidden technique, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to erase the mark of the soul on the great elder's ice and fire swords!"
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Listening to Jiang Zhengyuan's horrifying words, countless Tianniu disciples were stunned for an instant.
When they came back to their senses, their eyes were full of surprise.
They simply didn't believe that Mo Wentian's soul was stronger than their elder's soul, and they didn't want to believe it.