Chapter 1187 It's Okay to Be Thick-Skinned

"witchcraft?"

Hearing the word sorcery, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth twitched slightly, and an evil smile spread instantly.

witchcraft? What is sorcery?

Could it be that he has never seen a relatively advanced martial skill called black art?

"Boy, say!"

"What kind of sorcery did you perform?"

Looking at Mo Wentian's evil smile, Jiang Jinfeng's expression became more and more cold, and he said coldly.

"Old miscellaneous, what this emperor is using is not some sorcery!"

"You are already a dying person, even if this emperor tells you, it doesn't matter. What this emperor uses is called crossing the sea!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, and an incomparably cold light rose in his eyes.

"Cross the sea?"

"I seem to have heard of this name somewhere!"

Hearing this, Jiang Jinfeng muttered to himself, and fell into thinking.

He always felt that he had heard about it before, but he couldn't remember exactly where he had heard about it.

"Boss, kill all these ants!"

"Do you want to leave all the spirits and souls to be devoured by the red clothes and red clothes?"

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes, and he spoke to Mo Wentian via voice transmission.

"The soul is swallowed by the red clothes and red clothes?"

"Well, kill them all, just keep the soul and space ring!"

Hearing Xiaojiao's words, Mo Wentian instantly thought of Hongyi and Hongshang, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and his voice couldn't help but feel a little cold.

"Okay, boss!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao hastily said heartily.

"Little Jiao, there are a total of 500 fighters who are in the Realm of Heavenly Kings. I know that you and Huantian have both broken through to the realm of Heavenly Emperors, but you should be careful!"

Suddenly, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, looked at Xiaojiao, and said exhortingly.

"Boss, don't worry, I will be careful!"

"You have to be careful yourself, this old bastard has a lot of tricks!"

When Mo Wentian's caring voice came, the corner of Xiao Jiao's mouth twitched slightly, thinking of Jiang Jinfeng's strength and means, Xiao Jiao's expression suddenly became serious.

"Um!"

"You guys go, get rid of them all quickly, so as not to have long nights and dreams!"

Mo Wentian hummed lightly and nodded.

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the dragon and the demon did not hesitate at all, and the power and influence on each of them rose instantly.

"The dragon flicks its tail!"

With a cold drink, Xiaojiao directly displayed the dragon and wagged its tail.

Xiaojiao's cultivation base has broken through to the early stage of the emperor, and it is not far from the middle stage of the emperor.

His dragon body has now reached fifteen hundred feet, and Xiaojiao's dragon tail is now also a hundred feet in size.

A cold voice sounded, Xiaojiao dodged, and the hundred-foot-sized dragon tail was drawn directly towards the disciple of the Tianniu tribe.

"No, the dragon is going to slap us, go back!"

"The power of this dragon is so strong, we are not his opponents, retreat!"

"And that furry monster, his aura is so scary!"

"Back back!"

...

Seeing Xiaojiao's hundred-foot-sized dragon tail drawn towards him, the first reaction of the five hundred disciples of the Heavenly King Consummation was to back away.

"Back what back!"

"It's just two monsters that have just broken through to the early stage of the emperor. You five hundred heavenly kings are consummated, can't you defeat them?"

"Shoot, get rid of these two monsters for me, I really want to see, without the help of these two monsters, how can this kid fight against this elder!"

Just when the disciples of the Niu Clan were about to retreat that day, an extremely cold and stern voice came.

Hearing this, their bodies froze in place for an instant.

They didn't dare to disobey the Fourth Elder's order. Regarding the Fourth Elder's disposition, they knew very well that if they disobeyed his order, what awaited them would definitely not be a good thing.

But if they had listened to the order of the fourth elder, maybe the five hundred of them would still have a chance to face the two monsters, Xiaojiao and Huantian.

"The fourth elder is right. We have five hundred heavenly kings who have reached consummation, and among us, there are still fifty people who are about to break through to the early stage of the emperor. Don't we have so many people? Are you afraid that the two monsters will fail?"

"That's right, we're going to fight, we can't retreat!"

"We have retired, what is the face of our Tianniu clan?"

"For the Tianniu clan, we will fight!"

...

Hearing Jiang Jinfeng's words, the fighting spirit of each of the incomparably burly figures rose instantly.

"Tian Niu Fist!"

"Crow's palm!"

"Tian Niu Gong!"

...

The next moment, a series of angry voices sounded.

Immediately, the five hundred heavenly kings consummated and greeted Xiaojiao and Huantian directly.

"Huantian, the first 350 people are mine, and the last 150 people are left to you!"

Looking at the 500 disciples of the Tianniu clan who were coming towards him, Xiaojiao grinned slightly and said in a deep voice.

"no problem!"

Huantian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly agreed.

"I'd like to see how strong these disciples of the Tianniu Clan, whose Heavenly Kings have perfected their physique, are!"

"Longwei, smoke it for me!"

Muttering to himself, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed an incomparably cold light.

With a cold shout, Xiaojiao's dragon tail, which was as big as a hundred feet, fell directly towards the disciples of the Tianniu tribe in front.

Seeing this, Huantian didn't want to be outdone at all, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, Huantian's figure had already appeared on the head of a Tianniu disciple.

"boom……"

The next moment, an explosion sounded.

Huantian's furry claws directly scratched the head of that Tianniu disciple, and red and white things shot out instantly, and a strong bloody smell permeated in an instant.

"Boy, you..."

"You are really hateful, you actually let your two monsters attack my disciple of the Tianniu tribe!"

Watching the disciple fall directly, Jiang Jinfeng's eyes were full of terrifying killing intent.

If it is said that eyes can kill, I am afraid that Mo Wentian at this moment has been killed by Jiang Jinfeng's eyes countless times.

"What happened to your disciple of the Tianniu tribe?"

"The emperor hasn't said anything yet, old bastard, you dare to speak out, I think your skin is thicker than that of an elephant!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of coldness and arrogance.

"Boy, are you scolding me?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Jiang Jinfeng pondered for a while before he understood the meaning of Mo Wentian's words, looked at Mo Wentian, and shouted coldly.

"This emperor scolded you!"

"Old bastard, do you still think you shouldn't scold me?"

Mo Wentian looked at Jiang Jinfeng, as arrogant as he looked.