Chapter 1180

There were hundreds of figures walking towards him, all of which were extremely muscular.

The physique that has been cultivated all the year round, and the tendons all over his body exude a golden light.

But the figure standing in front of those hundreds of figures is not as strong as other warriors in terms of body size, but the aura coming out of him is boundless.

Looking at that figure, Mo Wentian was very familiar with it, that figure was none other than the Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan that Huantian transformed into!

The real four elders of the Tianniu clan.

"Huantian, transform into the appearance of that old bastard, stand beside that old bastard, and give them a real or fake Fourth Elder?"

"Let them make a good distinction!"

Looking at the Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan who was full of murderous aura, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed.

Looking at Huantian, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and an evil smile burst out wantonly in an instant.

"Okay, boss!"

Hearing this, Huantian didn't hesitate at all, and the furry figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, Huantian's figure had already appeared among countless disciples of the Tianniu clan.

That furry figure stomped over the heads of countless disciples with incomparable lightness, Huantian's speed was extremely fast, so fast that even those Tianniu tribe couldn't see his figure at all.

"Did you ever feel something go over your head?"

"What? I don't feel anything!"

"I felt it too, as if there was a mass of something passing over my head, but did I see it clearly!"

"I saw a fluffy afterimage!"

...

In an instant, behind that figure, the disciples of the Tianniu clan looked around and began to discuss in an instant.

"Boss, is this Huantian just playing?"

"Has he not done what you told him?"

Seeing Huantian's disciple wantonly teasing the Tianniu tribe, Xiaojiao's heart felt a little itchy, looked at Mo Wentian, and said in a deep voice.

What Xiaojiao said was not to complain, nor was he really jealous of Huantian, he just felt itchy in his heart, and he wanted to fight quickly.

"Little Jiao, don't worry!"

"I know what you're thinking, don't worry, sooner or later there will be a big battle, don't rush at this moment!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said cursingly.

"Boss..."

The little thought in his heart was broken by Mo Wentian, and Xiaojiao felt a little embarrassed in an instant.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"What what?"

"Why didn't this elder feel anything!"

But at this moment, hearing the disciples' discussions behind him, the fourth elder of the Tianniu clan turned his head, looked at the disciples of the Tianniu clan, and shouted coldly.

But the moment he turned his head, a figure quietly appeared beside him.

This figure is not only exactly the same as him in appearance, but also the breath on the body, the voice of speaking, everything is exactly the same as him, without any difference.

This figure is none other than the Fourth Elder created by Huantian.

"Four...four elders..."

"Fourth elder, beside you..."

"Fourth elder, he...he..."

...

Seeing the appearance of the Fourth Elder transformed by Huantian, the disciples of the Tianniu Clan watched this scene, their eyes widened involuntarily, full of astonishment.

He opened his mouth, wanting to remind the real Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

"What are you talking about?"

"Why can't the elder understand anything?"

Seeing the impressive expressions on the faces of those Tianniu disciples, the Fourth Elder was puzzled.

"Fourth elder, look at me!"

But at this moment, Huantian stretched out his hand, and gently patted the shoulder of the Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan.

The fourth elder of the Tianniu clan turned around instantly without the slightest hesitation.

When he turned around, he saw a person who looked exactly like him, looking at Huantian in front of him, for a moment, the expressions in the eyes of the four elders of the Tianniu clan were exactly the same as those of the disciples of the Tianniu clan.

"you……"

"Who are you?"

After a long time, the Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan came back to his senses, glaring at Huantian in front of him, his voice still couldn't hide a bit of surprise.

"who I am?"

"I'm not you?"

"I am Jiang Jinfeng, the Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan!"

Looking at the impressive expressions on the faces of the four elders of the Tianniu tribe, Huantian's mouth was slightly raised, and his expression was extremely indifferent.

"Are you Jiang Jinfeng, the Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan?"

"Who is that elder?"

Huantian said so, and for a while, the fourth elder of the Tianniu tribe was led into the ditch by Huantian, and he blurted out subconsciously.

"You are Jiang Jinfeng, the Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan, and I am also Jiang Jinfeng, the Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan. We are both Jiang Jinfeng, the Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan!"

"You are me, I am you!"

Seeing that Jiang Jinfeng was so well-dressed, the arc of the corner of Huantian's mouth became more intense, and he spoke indifferently.

Immediately, Huantian stretched out his hand and pulled the figure of the Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan to spin around quickly.

The speed of the rotation, let alone the disciples of the Tianniu tribe, even Mo Wentian and Xiaojiao, could only see two identical figures spinning.

If it wasn't for the unfolding of Mo Wentian's soul, it would be really unclear which one is Huantian and which one is the Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan.

"Buzz..."

After spinning for a while, the two figures stopped.

"Fourth elder, this..."

"Who is the real Fourth Elder here?"

"These two Fourth Elders look exactly alike, who is the real Fourth Elder?"

"Not only do they look exactly the same, but even their aura is the same. I can't tell who is the real Fourth Elder?"

...

Seeing the two identical figures, the disciples of the Tianniu clan exploded in an instant.

No matter how they look at it, they can't see any difference.

For a while, it really made them feel a little bit at a loss.

"Boss, do you know who is Huantian and who is the fourth elder of the Niu clan?"

At this moment, above the city gate of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom, a little snake shining with light blue light looked at Mo Wentian, frowned, and asked in a deep voice.

"Of course this emperor knows who Huantian is!"

"Although Huantian's illusion is strong, it can't escape the spirit of this emperor. Look, the one on the left is Huantian!"

When Xiaojiao's voice came, Mo Wentian grinned slightly, and said indifferently.

"The one on the left is Huantian?"

"Why can't I see it at all!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jiao stared at the figure on the left for a long time, but he just couldn't see it.