Chapter 1267 Get the Phantom Furnace

"The great elder of the Tianniu tribe is really shameless. The ghost in his ghost furnace is clearly afraid of the emperor of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom. He actually said that the Emperor of the Devouring God Kingdom used black magic?"

"I think the great elder of the Tianniu tribe must not be able to defeat the emperor of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom, that's why he said that!"

"The ghost furnace can't hurt the emperor of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom. I think the elder of the Tianniu clan is going to be planted here!"

"The emperor of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom is not at the peak of the Heavenly King, but his strength is so terrifying. I think that one day, sooner or later, he will become the new master of our ancient ruins!"

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Hundreds of feet away from the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom, the countless figures in the dark couldn't help discussing.

At this moment, their eyes looked at the proud figure standing in the void, with a somewhat unconcealable look of admiration in their eyes.

"Old bastard, hand over the ghost furnace!"

"Otherwise, if the emperor wants to seize it, you will not be so easy!"

The next moment, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes shrank suddenly, he looked at Jiang Zhengyuan, and said coldly.

"Hand over the ghost furnace?"

"Boy, I think you are dreaming!"

"Even if the ghost in my ghost stove can't hurt your soul, but don't forget, the strongest thing in my ghost stove is not the ghost, but the hostility!"

"You can block the ghost of this elder, can't you also block the hostility in this ghost furnace of this elder?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's arrogant words, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes flickered coldly.

You know, when he was in the early stage of the emperor, he used the hostility in this terrible ghost furnace to kill the strong in the middle and late stages of the emperor.

And Mo Wentian in front of him, his cultivation is no more than the peak of the Heavenly King.

At this moment, Jiang Zhengyuan had enough confidence in his heart to kill Mo Wentian.

"That's right, can this kid still block the hostility in the Great Elder's ghost furnace?"

"I think this kid will definitely die under the hostility in the ghost furnace!"

"Such arrogance, should have died long ago!"

"After beheading this kid, we will also destroy the Kingdom of God Devourer, so that we can wash away the shame with blood!"

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Listening to Jiang Zhengyuan's incomparably cold words, countless disciples of the Tianniu tribe started to discuss in an instant.

At this moment, a touch of confidence rose in their hearts.

After all, Jiang Zhengyuan used this ghost furnace to behead the strong man in the middle and late stages of the emperor in the early stage of the emperor. Everyone in the Tianniu clan knew about it.

"Arrogance?"

"Old bastard, evil can never win against good!"

Hearing those voices, Mo Wentian's expression instantly turned extremely cold.

It's just that Mo Wentian's heart at this moment is extremely dull.

This Jiang Zhengyuan wanted to attack him with hostility, according to the reminder of the old man of Shenzhu, how could he give this Jiang Zhengyuan a chance.

"Buzz..."

After finishing speaking, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

"This kid, he wants to cheat again!"

"It's disgusting!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's figure disappear, for no reason, a bad premonition rose in Jiang Zhengyuan's heart.

"Old bastard, ghost furnace, bring it!"

Just as Jiang Zhengyuan was looking for Mo Wentian's figure in astonishment, an extremely playful voice came.

Immediately, in the void, a hand was seen reaching directly to the ghost furnace.

With a wave of his hand, the connection between the ghost stove and Jiang Zhengyuan's soul disappeared instantly.

At the same time, the ghost furnace shrank instantly, and within a few breaths, it shrank to the size of a palm.

The palm-sized ghost stove vibrated for a while in Mo Wentian's hands, and then completely fell silent.

"This...how is this possible?"

"How can you take away the ghost stove of this elder?"

It took a long time for Jiang Zhengyuan to recover from the astonishment. Seeing the figure reappearing in the void, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes were full of disbelief.

You know, this Ghost Furnace is an early-stage imperial artifact, and this early-stage imperial artifact is not one bit stronger than the half-grade early-stage ice and fire knives.

Among them, on the Phantom Stove, the imprint of his spirit and soul is not comparable to that on the Ice and Fire Dual Swords.

But the martial artist at the peak of the Heavenly King in front of him actually directly erased his soul imprint, and this ghost stove fell into Mo Wentian's hands again.

How could Jiang Zhengyuan not be surprised by this?

"Old miscellaneous, this emperor gave you a chance to hand it over to this emperor on your own initiative, but you won't hand it over!"

"Very good, now that the Ghost Furnace Emperor has taken it himself, it's time for you to go!"

Seeing Jiang Zhengyuan looking at him in shock, Mo Wentian's expression was cold and arrogant.

"Should I be on my way too?"

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's extremely cold words, Jiang Zhengyuan could only feel a breath of death sweeping towards him.

Jiang Zhengyuan subconsciously wanted to escape from this breath of death, but this breath of death seemed to lock him, and he seemed unable to struggle no matter what.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes flickered, but there was a tremor in his voice.

"What do you want to do?"

"Isn't what the emperor said clear enough?"

"I want you to die!"

An incomparably cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold glint.

At the same time, the aura on Mo Wentian's body instantly rose sharply.

In the ghost stove that he held tightly in his hand, a series of terrifying hostility spread out in an instant, sweeping towards Jiang Zhengyuan.

"Boy, you..."

"How can you control the hostility of the ghost furnace?"

Feeling the terrible hostility attack, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes couldn't help but widen, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Mo Wentian in front of him, his cultivation is not at the peak of the king of heaven, and he just won the ghost furnace, and he can control the hostility in the ghost furnace. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Jiang Zhengyuan really couldn't believe it .

You know, he had comprehended for tens of thousands of years before he could control this ghost furnace.

"Is it difficult to control this hostility?"

Looking at Jiang Zhengyuan's face full of surprise, Mo Wentian grinned slightly, and a wicked smile spread instantly.

"Is it difficult to control it? This kid's words are too arrogant. It took tens of thousands of years for the Great Elder to control this ghost furnace. Did this kid say it was difficult?"

"The strength of this kid is really terrifying!"

"The Great Elder really won't be this kid's opponent!"

"I think it might be a wrong decision for us people to follow the Great Elder!"

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Listening to those incomparably arrogant words, countless disciples of the Tianniu clan flashed a bright light in their eyes.