Chapter 1266

Although they had retreated into the city, the terrible ghost power was still unbearable to the disciples of the devouring God kingdom.

Some disciples with lower cultivation only felt their whole mind tremble.

And the martial artists with higher cultivation also looked embarrassed, as if they were suffering from some great pain at the moment.

"Old bastard, you ghost stove is too fierce!"

"The emperor took it away and used it to make a night pot. In this way, the anger in the ghost stove was absorbed by the emperor, and the emperor's noble righteousness would not be so weird!"

Watching all the disciples of the kingdom of devouring gods retreat, Mo Wentian's heart suddenly relaxed.

Looking at Jiang Zhengyuan opposite, his eyes flashed cold and his face was full of banter.

"Boy, you really treat yourself as an onion!"

"The elder's ghost stove is an artifact at the beginning of the emperor level. Just because of you, you think you can still win it!"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhengyuan laughed wildly.

But somehow, at the moment, Jiang Zhengyuan's heart was filled with a bad premonition.

It seems that Mo Wentian's words are true. Mo Wentian can really take away the ghost furnace in his hand.

Especially recalling the moment when Mo Wentian grabbed his ice and fire double blades, Jiang Zhengyuan thought that a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Ghost stove is Jiang Zhengyuan's life-saving artifact. The reason why he can be comparable with the emperor of the tianniu clan is that he has this ghost stove in his hand. Otherwise, how can the emperor of the tianniu clan tolerate his private separatism.

If he fought with Mo Wentian this time, his ice and fire double blades have been taken away by Mo Wentian. Now if Mo Wentian takes away even the ghost stove, even Jiang Zhengyuan has no face to go back to the tianniu clan.

"No, this boy's cultivation is the peak of the king of heaven. My ghost furnace is unparalleled. This boy can't win my ghost furnace!"

But the next moment, it seemed that he remembered something. Jiang Zhengyuan's expression changed instantly, and his heart secretly said that he seemed to be giving himself a dose of cardiotonic!

"Old bastard, can you grab it? You can have a try?"

Looking at Jiang Zhengyuan's cold face, don't ask the sky, but it's evil spirit with a smile, and his expression is indifferent.

"Boy, get on my way!"

"Ghosts are wanton!"

Hearing the speech, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes suddenly shrunk, and he gave a cold drink, and his hands directly hit a printing formula in the ghost furnace.

As he printed this formula one by one, the ghost furnace soared rapidly, but within a few breaths, it had soared to thousands of feet.

And the ghost furnace with the weird green light, countless green ghosts, swept directly towards Mo Wentian.

"Spirit attack?"

"Old bastard, is the spirit of the emperor that you such bastards can attack? Get out of here!"

When you feel the power of ghosts and want to attack your own spirit, don't ask the heaven if you have been warned by the old man Shenzhu in advance.

With an angry cry, the spirit began to work directly.

The spirit of Mo Wentian has reached a level of 550 feet. It is not so easy for these ghosts to directly attack the spirit of Mo Wentian.

"Jiulong holy body, get out of here!"

The next moment, it seems to be thinking of something. Don't ask tiannu to drink, and directly run the Jiulong holy body.

"Ho ho..."

In an instant, Mo Wentian's whole body, nine peerless dragons, surrounded Mo Wentian, circled frantically.

The nine peerless dragons are shining with dazzling golden light. Looking from a distance, Mo Wentian at the moment seems to be a dragon man.

The vastness of his power is even more terrifying.

As Mo Wentian performed the Jiulong holy body, the ghost sweeping towards Mo Wentian in the ghost furnace seemed to encounter something terrible.

Unexpectedly, he went towards the ghost furnace in great panic.

However, in a few breaths, in the void, the countless ghosts all entered the ghost furnace.

"Buzzing..."

And in the ghost furnace, the monstrous light suddenly dissipated, and the treacherous Jie voice also disappeared.

At the moment, the ghost stove looks like an ordinary stove, very dull.

"What... What's going on?"

"How is this possible?"

Just when Jiang Zhengyuan thought that these countless ghosts could devour Mo Wentian, such a scene unexpectedly appeared, which made Jiang Zhengyuan's heart suspicious.

He has used the ghost stove for tens of thousands of years, but he has never encountered such a situation. Generally, his ghost stove withered under it.

But today, in front of Mo Wentian, the ghost stove seemed to encounter something to be afraid of. The ghost in the ghost stove fell directly into a deep sleep, which made Jiang Zhengyuan's heart, how not surprised?

"This... These ghosts went directly back to the ghost furnace, and the green light in the ghost furnace disappeared. Does this prove that the ghosts are not fighting?"

"The elder's ghost furnace once shot, but never missed, but why did this ghost furnace appear in front of this boy?"

"Who the devil is this boy, even the ghost furnace of the elder is afraid of him?"

"I have a hunch that this boy can really take the elder's ghost furnace away!"

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With Jiang Zhengyuan's words, countless tianniu disciples came back to their senses.

At the moment of returning to God, a pair of eyes completely fell on Mo Wentian's body, and instantly, the pot exploded.

"Old bastard, the emperor has already told you that you won't be the opponent of the emperor. You don't believe it!"

"Now your artifact at the bottom of the box can't kill this emperor. Can you kill this emperor?"

At this time, Mo Wentian looked at Jiang Zhengyuan's suspicious face, flashed a flash of light in his eyes, coughed gently, and smiled evil.

Although Mo Wentian said so, in fact, Mo Wentian's heart was also shocked.

In fact, he just listened to the words of old Shenzhu, kept his mind, and used the Jiulong holy body to shake away these ghosts, but he didn't expect such a scene to happen.

This is really a little unexpected.

"Boy, you..."

"What kind of magic did you use? How could my ghost fear you, a mole ant in the peak of heaven!"

Don't ask heaven that arrogant words came, Jiang Zhengyuan's anger suddenly soared.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Jiang Zhengyuan said with a sad face.

"Magic?"

"Hehe..."

"Old bastard, what you have never seen is called magic?"

"Isn't there countless magic tricks in this world?"

Listen to Jiang Zhengyuan's words, don't ask the sky, the corners of your mouth are slightly grinned, and a evil smile spreads in an instant.