Chapter 1247

Looking at this scene, Xiao Jiao didn't hesitate at all. Hundreds of feet of giant tail directly greeted him.

"Bang..."

Xiao Jiao's dragon tail and Jiang Zhengyuan's fist collided.

The violent collision sound came, and the small Jiao's hundreds of feet of dragon body directly flew backwards out.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Xiaojiao's mouth.

At this moment, Jiang Zhengyuan, who was opposite, trembled slightly.

"Little reptile, your physique seems to be OK!"

Jiang Zhengyuan looked at the small Jiao opposite, his eyes flashed a complex light, and his heart, at this moment, was a little surprised.

You know, Xiao Jiao's cultivation is only in the early stage of the emperor, while Jiang Zhengyuan is half the strong man in the late stage of the emperor.

Although the punch he just gave was only 40% of his strength.

But if it is replaced by an ordinary warrior in the early days of the emperor, even if he only exerts 40% of his strength, he will surely die under his fist.

But Xiao Jiao was really blocked, and he was only slightly injured.

This makes Jiang Zhengyuan's heart, how not surprised.

"Good physique. The elder said that the dragon's physique was ok?"

"The monster in the early days of the emperor stopped the big elder's punch, which is not only OK!"

"How about blocking it? He won't be the opponent of the elder!"

"In the kingdom of devouring gods, is the cultivation of this divine dragon the strongest?"

……

As soon as Jiang Zhengyuan said this, countless tianniu disciples immediately began to talk.

"Xiao Jiao, step back!"

"You are not the opponent of this old bastard!"

At this time, Mo Wentian's figure flashed and came directly to Xiaojiao. Looking at Xiaojiao, he looked a little serious.

"Boss, let me fight again!"

"Since my cultivation breakthrough, I haven't had a good battle yet. This is an opportunity. I want to fight!"

Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Jiao's look dimmed in an instant.

At the next moment, it seemed that he remembered something. Xiao Jiao's eyes were full of expectation.

"If you want to fight, you have plenty of opportunities, but this old bastard, you won't be his opponent!"

As for Xiao Jiao's idea, don't ask heaven Why you don't understand it.

But he didn't want to hurt Xiao Jiao. After all, Jiang Zhengyuan, the elder of the ox clan, was a strong man in the later period of the emperor.

Don't say it's Xiao Jiao. Even he himself can't guarantee to kill him.

"Boss..."

Don't ask Tiansi. There was a voice that didn't answer. Xiao Jiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

"Step back!"

"These are some pills to recover the injury in your body. When you fight!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiao Jiao, stretched out his hand and threw it, and a space ring instantly fell in front of Xiao Jiao, looking indifferent.

Taking the space ring, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed, quickly turned into a small snake, and fell on Mo Wentian's shoulder.

Immediately, without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Jiao threw the elixir in the space ring into his mouth and swallowed it.

With the swallowing of some magic medicine, the injury on Xiao Jiao's body unexpectedly recovered quickly.

"Boy, you are ridiculous!"

"Even the little reptiles in the early days of the emperor are not the opponent of this elder. Do you think you will be the opponent of this elder with you?"

"I think you should hand over the boy Mo Wentian to me quickly, otherwise, don't blame the elder for crushing you to death accidentally!"

At this time, Jiang Zhengyuan came back from his surprise. Recalling the conversation between Mo Wentian and Xiao Jiao just now, Jiang Zhengyuan said with a cold face.

As for Mo Wentian's identity, he still didn't believe it.

He didn't believe that Mo Wentian was the emperor who ate the kingdom of gods.

How could a small realm of the peak of the heavenly king be the emperor who ate the kingdom of God?

Although he also heard that the emperor who devoured the kingdom of gods did not ask whether his cultivation was high, he would never be a warrior at the peak of the king of heaven.

"Old bastard, this emperor said, this emperor is the person you are looking for!"

"Don't ask the sky!"

"Your son Jiang Jun was killed by the emperor. The ants brought by your son have also been accepted by the emperor, and now they have become the people of the emperor!"

Listen to Jiang Zhengyuan's words, don't ask the corners of the mouth slightly, a touch of evil smile instantly spread.

"This... How can this be possible? The emperor who ate the kingdom of gods killed all the young masters. How can his cultivation be the peak of the king of heaven?"

"Yes, I think this boy is either not the emperor of the kingdom of devouring gods. If so, he will hide his cultivation!"

"This boy is so arrogant, no matter who he is, he will die in the hands of the elder today."

"The breath on this boy is so strange. Just now, the dragon in the early days of the emperor seems to call him the boss. Is it true that he is the emperor of this devouring God kingdom?"

……

Don't ask the sky. The arrogant voice sounded, and countless tianniu disciples instantly talked.

But they looked at Mo Wentian's eyes, still with a bit of disbelief.

"Boy, is it you?"

"Did you kill my handsome son?"

"How can this be possible? Your cultivation is no more than the peak of the king of heaven. How can you kill him?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, who was full of evil laughter in front of him, Jiang Zhengyuan was stunned for a moment. He came back to his senses and looked at Mo Wentian. His eyes were full of surprise and doubt.

Don't ask heaven in front of you. No matter how he probes, don't ask heaven's cultivation is only the peak of the king of heaven.

"Old bastard, is this anything strange?"

"Not only your son, you will die in the hands of the Emperor today!"

Mo Wentian looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes full of contempt, the corners of his mouth slightly grinned, and a evil smile spread.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"I must kill you today!"

Hearing this, the killing intention in Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes suddenly soared, and his breath increased rapidly.

"Kill me?"

"Old bastard, you are not enough!"

Looking at Jiang Zhengyuan, Mo Wentian sneered.

The next moment, it seems to think of something, don't ask the eyes of the sky, passing a touch of pure light.

"I'm not enough?"

"My cultivation is only half a step away from the late emperor, but you are just a mole ant at the peak of the emperor. Unexpectedly, you arrogantly say that it is not enough for the elder to kill you?"

"Soon, the elder will let you understand, whether the elder is enough!"

The cold voice sounded, and Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes were terrifying.

It seemed that he wanted to swallow Mo Wentian alive.