Devouring Heaven Sword God

Chapter 1295: Barrier before the valley

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The next moment, his figure flashed and disappeared directly.

When he reappeared, he was already at the entrance of the valley.

"Old bastard, do you still want to move against this emperor's people?"

Mo Wentian looked at Zuo Li appearing at the entrance of the valley, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he shouted coldly.

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and directly hit the seals one by one towards the entrance.

As Mo Wentian played the seals one after another, the entrance to the valley was instantly enveloped by waves of mysterious power.

Under this mysterious power, Zuo Li, who had just arrived at the entrance of the valley, felt that the power could stop him from moving forward.

"Boy, you actually want to use a barrier to block this elder?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Zuo Li's eyes were filled with terrifying murderous intent.

After saying that, Zuo Li didn't hesitate at all, turned his palm into a fist, and punched directly towards the barrier.

"Wave… "

Zuo Li's punch hit this barrier. Apart from the slightest fluctuation in knowledge, there was no other ripple.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Boy, what kind of magical barrier are you casting?"

"This elder's punch has already reached the power of a middle-stage emperor, but your boy's cultivation is only at the peak of an emperor. How can your barrier stop me?"

With one punch, the barrier was not broken, which made Zuo Li's eyes filled with shock.

He never believed that a punch from him in the middle stage of the Emperor's career could not even break the barrier set up by an ant at the peak of the Emperor's realm.

The only explanation he could think of was that Mo Wentian had used some secret technique. Otherwise, with his strength, it would be impossible for him to break the barrier.

"Third Elder, your strength is really lacking!"

Looking at this scene, a look of contempt flashed in the eyes of the second elder Zhang Xuwu, and his voice was even more sarcastic.

"A little weak in strength?"

"Second Elder, you are strong. You can try to see if you can break this barrier?"

Listening to Zhang Xuwu's sarcastic words, Zuo Li's eyes flashed with an extremely sinister look.

But the next moment, that extremely sinister look disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a polite expression.

"It's just a barrier, let's see how I destroy it!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and a cold light flashed in Zhang Xuwu's eyes. He took a step forward and walked directly towards the entrance of the valley.

"Old bastard, don't waste your efforts. This emperor's defensive barrier, let alone you two ants, can't be destroyed even if your old dog, the Beef King, comes here!"

Mo Wentian looked at Zhang Xuwu and was about to punch him at the entrance. He grinned slightly and said with an evil smile on his face.

"Can't he destroy even the Heavenly Bull Emperor? Is this kid too arrogant?"

"Who is this kid? A small king at the peak of his powers actually dares to talk to two elders of the Tianniu tribe like this. Is he looking for death?"

"Behind him, there were several warriors from the Emperor's Realm just now. This boy actually let those warriors from the Emperor's Realm enter the valley, and he stayed alone outside the valley. Could he still want to fight alone? Can’t the two elders of the Tianniu tribe do it?”

"This person looks so familiar. I seem to have seen him somewhere before?"

"I remembered, isn't this person the emperor of the Heaven-Eating Kingdom?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's extremely arrogant words, countless warriors started discussing in the dark.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd recognized Mo Wentian.

It was a good thing that this person did not reveal Mo Wentian's identity. As soon as he said these words, countless warriors immediately became excited.

The news about Mo Wentian, the emperor of the Devouring Heaven Divine Kingdom, spread instantly.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"I think you've lived for a long time and are tired of living, so you want to die!"

Those comments fell on the ears of Zhang Xuwu and Zuo Li, and seemed extremely harsh.

At this moment, Zhang Xuwu wanted to smash the barrier more and more.

In the darkness, there are strong men of various races.

His words have been spoken. If he didn't even raise his hand at this moment, it would be impossible for the Tianniu Clan and Zhang Xuwu to hang around in this ancient ruins in the future.

Once he gets the barrier, he has to take action no matter whether he can break it or not. The best thing is that he can break the barrier.

"Boy, I'm going to let you feel the pain in your face right now?"

The next moment, Zhang Xuwu looked at Mo Wentian, the killing intent in his eyes undisguised.

The clenched fist was even more creaking.

"How does your face hurt?"

"Old bastard, it will be you who will face pain later, not this emperor!"

Seeing Zhang Xuwu's expression of being unable to get off the tiger, Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, and an evil smile spread.

This old bastard actually wants him to slap him in the face

This doesn't exist.

It seemed that the barrier he set up was simple and plain, but in fact, Mo Wentian used a different seal, which was the seal that sealed the Qingfeng Mountains.

Even the ancestors of the demon world couldn't open the barrier set up by this seal. It was even more impossible for the two old bastards of the Tianniu tribe in front of them to open it.

"Boy, watch out!"

At this moment, a cold and stern voice sounded.

The next moment, Zhang Xuwu punched directly towards the barrier.

"Wave… "

The effect of his punch was no different from Zuo Li's, and the barrier only fluctuated slightly for a while.

"This...how could this happen?"

Looking at the intact barrier in front of him, Zhang Xuwu's eyes were full of disbelief.

The next moment, he seemed to have remembered something, and his brows knitted together.

"How about it?"

"Old bastard, does your face hurt?"

Looking at Zhang Xuwu with a face full of disbelief, Mo Wentian took a step forward and approached Zhang Xuwu.

The evil smile at the corner of his mouth became more intense.

"Second Elder, my strength is poor, and it seems that your strength is not strong either!"

As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the third elder Zuo Li on the side also got upset.

Although his expression was somewhat polite, his words were full of sarcasm.

"Third Elder, you and I are both members of the Tianniu tribe. Do you think I am the only one who is embarrassed?"

Hearing Zuo Li's words, Zhang Xuwu came back to his senses instantly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said with a cold face.

"Okay, you two old bastards, it's you, the Tianniu Clan, who are so embarrassed anyway!"

"Oh, no, the Tianniu tribe no longer exists, and you are no longer members of the Tianniu tribe. The only thing you can lose is your own old face!"

Mo Wentian looked at Zhang Xuwu and Zuo Li arguing with each other, with a look of wantonness on his lips.