Chapter 1192: All Fall!

But no matter how they fled, they couldn't escape the terrible suction spreading from the magic dzi bead.

"ah……"

"No……"

...

A series of screams resounded again.

In the void, there was that golden light frantically fleeing, and every time the Magic Dzi Bead moved, there would be a golden light missing in the void.

"Boy, what the hell are you that can devour souls?"

"Hurry up and stop it, stop it!"

And as these screams came, Jiang Jinfeng came back to his senses, looking at the dwindling golden light in the void, his eyes were extremely crazy.

Immediately, he fixed his eyes on Mo Wentian, and said with a stern expression all over his face.

"Old bastard, do you think you are qualified to let the emperor stop?"

"Don't worry, soon their end will be your end!"

When Jiang Jinfeng's voice came, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned, and an evil smile spread instantly.

The original Mo Wentian really wanted to subdue these people and strengthen his Heaven Devouring Kingdom's strength, but who knew that these people were so ignorant of good and evil.

Not only did he say that he would be beheaded, but he also said that his Heaven Devouring Kingdom would be destroyed, and their souls should be burned on the red lotus karmic fire.

With such thoughts, Mo Wentian didn't want to subdue such a group of people.

Since it can't be used by him, kill it if you kill it!

As for the improvement of the strength of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom, without him, Mo Wentian is there. His Heaven Devouring God Kingdom will sooner or later become the king of this ancient relic.

"Boy, you are simply deceiving people too much!"

"You just beheaded the bodies of my disciples of the Tianniu clan, but you actually devoured their spirits and souls!"

Hearing this, Jiang Jinfeng was about to explode.

He glared at Mo Wentian with wide eyes, as if he wanted to kill Mo Wentian with his eyes, his hands were also clenched into fists at this moment, and the joints creaked even more.

"Old bastard, you talk a lot of nonsense. This emperor has already said it. When I finish all these bastards, I will naturally let you go down to see them!"

A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's face was full of arrogance.

When that icy voice came, Jiang Jinfeng felt a cold chill rising from the soles of his feet when Mo Wentian looked at him without any warmth in his eyes.

At this moment, his body couldn't help trembling slightly.

"Boy, you..."

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Jiang Jinfeng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Red clothes and red clothes, devour quickly!"

"Buzz..."

The next moment, Mo Wentian said coldly to the two increasingly clear figures in the Magic Dzi Orb.

And following Mo Wentian's cold shout, the two figures in the magic dzi bead trembled slightly as if they understood what Mo Wentian said.

And the next moment, on the Magic Dzi Bead, the terrifying and boundless suction force increased even more.

In the void, those streaks of golden lights were swallowed by the magic dzi bead, but within a few breaths, the suction force on the phantom dzi bead instantly increased.

The power of the soul in the golden glows quickly surged towards the Magic Dzi Bead.

"Crack..."

"Crack..."

...

In a moment, the power of the soul of the golden light was swallowed up by the magic dzi bead.

There was a sound of shattering, and the rays of light shattered into pieces.

The 500 disciples of Tianniu Clan, the Heavenly King Consummation, have completely fallen!

And along with the power of the soul in those rays of light were swallowed by the magic dzi bead.

In the Huan Tianzhu, the figures of Hongyi and Hongshang became more and more clear.

"Buzz..."

The next moment, the Huan Tianzhu fell into Mo Wentian's hands.

Immediately, the Huan Tianzhu seemed to be full, and the flickering light instantly became extremely dim, and at first glance, it was extremely dull.

"It seems that this soul is not enough!"

Watching this scene, Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Red clothes and red clothes, don't worry, I will definitely let you come back!"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.

"It's over!"

"It's all over!"

But at this moment, a figure collapsed to the ground in an instant, and his eyes were full of despair.

This figure is none other than the Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan, Jiang Jinfeng.

He brought five hundred disciples of Heavenly King Consummation, and now he is the only one left.

Not only were these disciples physically killed, but none of them escaped even their souls.

Even though the Tianniu clan was the second largest power in the ancient relics before the Heaven Devouring Kingdom was established, among the Tianniu clan, there were no more than a thousand disciples who had reached the perfection of the Heavenly King.

Last time I lost 500, and this time I lost another 500. Fortunately, during this period of cultivation, the disciples of the clan have made a lot of breakthroughs.

There are 2,500 disciples of Tianwang Consummation, but these two times they lost a total of 1,000, which is equivalent to losing nearly half of the disciples of Tianwang Consummation in the Tianniu clan.

For the Tianniu clan, this is definitely a great loss of strength.

"Old bum, they're all dead!"

"Now it's your turn!"

Mo Wentian looked at Jiang Jinfeng, and a terrifying killing intent flashed in his eyes.

The slumped appearance of Jiang Jinfeng in front of him was somewhat beyond Mo Wentian's expectations.

After all, this Jiang Jinfeng is the Fourth Elder of the Tianniu Clan. In the Tianniu Clan, his status is absolutely important.

But his state of mind is so bad.

Seeing all the disciples of the Tianniu Clan fall, even the aura on his body became weak, and his face was even paler without the slightest trace of blood.

"Boy, you..."

"What do you want?"

Seeing Mo Wentian walking towards him step by step, a bad premonition rose in Jiang Jinfeng's heart.

His body couldn't help but retreated backwards.

"Old miscellaneous, can't you understand what the boss said?"

"The emperor said that he will send you on the road!"

Seeing Jiang Jinfeng's body trembling a little, Xiaojiao's figure flashed and came in front of him.

Looking at Jiang Jinfeng, Xiaojiao said coldly.

"Send me on my way?"

"No... don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Hearing Xiaojiao's words, and seeing Mo Wentian approaching him step by step, Jiang Jinfeng shook his head frantically.

The look in the eyes is full of prayers.

Looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, he seemed to feel that the god of death was approaching him, and his heart trembled.

What's more, at this moment, he even forgot that he was a strong man in the middle stage of the Heavenly King, while Mo Wentian in front of him was just a warrior in the late stage of the Heavenly King.

There is a huge difference between the two in terms of cultivation, but Jiang Jinfeng at this moment, facing Mo Wentian, has no fighting spirit at all.