Chapter 1190

In front of Jiang Jinfeng, his cultivation was only half of the mid-term of the emperor. His every move, of course, could not escape the spirit of Mo Wentian.

Jiang Jinfeng had used all his strength on the cow seal that day, but after Mo Wentian's time wheel appeared.

He seemed to be afraid. He couldn't fight. He secretly burned the power of the source to improve his strength.

Although the burning of this source can help the cultivation of noumenon to improve in a short time, it will be greatly backfired later.

Let alone the pain of backfire, let alone the consequences of backfire, which ordinary people can't bear.

Now Jiang Jinfeng is the strong one in the middle of the emperor, and it is only half a step away from breaking through the middle of the emperor.

But now he has burned the power of the source. In this life, let alone if he wants to break through the middle of the emperor, it is very good that his cultivation can be maintained at the original level.

"Boy, I must have you!"

"Kill you!"

The angry voice sounded, and Jiang Jinfeng looked at Mo Wentian with crazy eyes.

Deep in his eyes, the terrible killing intention was not concealed at all.

If the eyes can kill people, don't ask the sky, don't know how many times you've died.

With his fierce drink, Jiang ran lit up divine lines on the cow seal that day.

The divine pattern formed a mysterious formation. In the center of the formation, there was an ancient longicorn. From a distance, it was very mysterious.

"Really?"

"But it's a pity, old bastard, you can't kill me today, and you still die!"

Hearing the words, don't ask the corners of the mouth, but also raise a radian.

On his face, at the moment, his expression was even more indifferent, and there was no fluctuation in the double model.

"Old bastard, you're not only going to die, but your seal of the longicorn is not bad for me!"

"The emperor will seize it and play!"

The next moment, it seems to think of something, don't ask the eyes of the sky, rise a bright and incomparable light.

"Boy, you are simply hateful!"

Listen to Mo Wentian's arrogant words, Jiang Jinfeng's palm clenched his fist, and his joints squeaked.

In the eyes of Mo Wentian, the killing intention is even more terrifying.

"Time wheel!"

"Time slows down!"

The next moment, don't ask the sky without the slightest hesitation. With a cold drink, don't ask the sky to directly hit a printing formula on the time wheel.

Suddenly, on the roulette, divine lines became clear in an instant.

Those divine patterns, as if each one contained terrible power.

"Buzzing..."

Mysterious and immortal forces, centered on the wheel of time, spread rapidly.

For a moment, within a thousand feet, the immortal mysterious breath opened wantonly.

"The smell is so mysterious!"

"Is this the power that spreads on the wheel of time?"

"How can I feel that everything has slowed down within a thousand feet!"

"Don't ask God, what did this boy do?"

……

A mysterious smell came, and the disciples of the tianniu clan immediately began to talk.

"Time slows down?"

"Isn't this boy's cultivation only in the late stage of the king of heaven? Time slows down, and he even controls it?"

Feeling the changes in the surrounding space, Jiang Jinfeng looked at Mo Wentian, and his eyes were full of impressiveness.

Time decelerates, which belongs to the force of the law of time. The force of the law of time can't be controlled by anyone.

It is said that there was a strong man in the middle of the emperor who accidentally won the time wheel, but for 100000 years, the time wheel in his hands is just an artifact.

As for the force of the law of time deceleration and time stillness, he has no control at all.

In front of him, don't ask heaven. Cultivation is just the late stage of the king of heaven, but he slows down the time and exerts it, which makes Jiang Jinfeng's heart not surprised.

"Old bastard, obediently withdraw the power of the spirit in the tianniu seal, and then give the tianniu seal to the emperor!"

"Otherwise, don't blame the emperor!"

Looking at Jiang Jinfeng's imposing look on his face, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a touch of cold and incomparable cold, and the voice was even colder.

"Hand over the seal of tianniu?"

"Boy, you can't think!"

Hearing Mo Wentian ask him to hand over the seal of the longicorn, the cold in Jiang Jinfeng's eyes unexpectedly soared.

The seal of tianniu is his treasure of Jiang Jinfeng. He fought his life to get it. How could he give it to Mo Wentian!

"Old bastard, the emperor has given you a chance!"

"If you don't, the emperor will take it by himself, but the result of the emperor's taking it is not something you can bear!"

Hearing the words, don't ask the sky's eyes shrunk slightly, and the breath on your body suddenly soared.

The cold voice rang out, don't ask the sky without the slightest hesitation, the figure flashed, and directly disappeared in place.

"Buzzing..."

When he reappeared, Mo Wentian's figure had appeared not far away from Jiang Jinfeng.

At this moment, Mo Wentian showed time deceleration. The seal of the ten thousand foot long bull was hundreds of feet away from the time wheel, like a snail approaching the time wheel.

Although it is only hundreds of feet away, if there is no control of time deceleration, not a few breaths, the cow seal will collide with the wheel of time that day.

But with this time to slow down, the distance of hundreds of feet may become an eternal distance.

"Boy, what do you want?"

Looking at Mo Wentian's figure, Jiang Jinfeng's face was full of dignified expression.

Unable to say why, the appearance of Mo Wentian gave Jiang Jinfeng a sense of crisis, making him have an impulse to step back and stay away from Mo Wentian, or even run away directly.

But at the thought of the order of the emperor, and the sarcastic faces of the Third Elder Zuo Li and the fifth elder Jiang Quan, Jiang Jinfeng straightened up and stood in place.

"What do I want?"

"I want to kill you and take away your seal!"

Hearing the words, Mo Wentian's mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, and a evil smile spread instantly.

Mo Wentian's voice, although extremely indifferent, fell on Jiang Jinfeng's ear, but it was fatal.

"Xiao Jiao, Huan Tian, quickly kill those mole ants for me!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the two figures in front of the city gate.

Seeing that Xiao Jiao and Huan Tian haven't solved all the disciples of the tianniu clan yet, don't ask Tian, and then he hurried with a cold face.

"OK, boss!"

"OK, boss!"

Smell speech, small Jiao and magic day, without the slightest hesitation, hurriedly agreed.

Immediately, the figure flashed and went towards the disciples of the tianniu clan again.