Chapter 1267

"The elder of the ox clan was really shameless that day. The ghost in his ghost furnace was clearly afraid of the emperor of the God kingdom. He actually said that the emperor of the God Kingdom used magic?"

"I think the elder of the ox clan must be the emperor who couldn't fight to devour the kingdom of God, so he said so!"

"The ghost stove can't hurt the emperor of the kingdom of devouring gods in his hand. I think the elder of the ox clan will be planted here this day!"

"The emperor who devoured the kingdom of God, his cultivation was no more than the peak of the king of heaven, but his strength was so terrible. I think sooner or later, he will become the new master of our ancient heritage!"

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Hundreds of feet away from the kingdom of devouring gods, countless figures in the dark couldn't help talking.

At this moment, their eyes, looking at the arrogant figure in the void, had a look of admiration in their eyes.

"Old bastard, hand over the ghost stove!"

"Otherwise, if you want the emperor to seize it, you won't be so easy!"

The next moment, it seemed that he remembered something. Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrunk, 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 furnace can't hurt your spirit, don't forget that the strongest one in my ghost furnace is not this ghost, but anger!"

"You can stop the elder's ghost. Can you stop the anger in the elder's ghost furnace?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's arrogant words, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes flickered with cold eyes.

You know, when he was in the early stage of the emperor, he killed the strong in the middle and late stage of the emperor with the ferocity in this terrible ghost furnace.

And don't ask the sky in front of you. Your accomplishments can't be more than the peak of the king of heaven.

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

"Yes, can this boy stop the anger in the elder's ghost furnace?"

"I think this boy will die under the rage in the ghost furnace!"

"Such arrogance would have been damned!"

"When we kill this boy, we will also destroy the kingdom of the devouring God, so that we can wash the shame with blood!"

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Listening to Jiang Zhengyuan's bleak words, countless disciples of the tianniu clan instantly talked.

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

After all, in the early days of the emperor, Jiang Zhengyuan killed the strong in the middle and late stages of the emperor with this ghost furnace, which is well known among the tianniu clan.

"Grumpy?"

"Old bastard, evil can't win the right!"

Listen to the sounds, don't ask the sky, instantly cold and incomparable.

Just don't ask the sky at this moment, but it's very insipid.

Jiang Zhengyuan wanted to attack him with hostility. According to the reminder of the elder Shenzhu, how could he give Jiang Zhengyuan a chance.

"Buzzing..."

With that, don't ask the sky without the slightest hesitation. The figure flashed and disappeared directly in place.

"This boy wants to cheat again!"

"How hateful!"

Seeing Mo Wentian's figure disappear, Jiang Zhengyuan couldn't tell why. A bad feeling rose in his heart.

"Old bastard, ghost stove, bring it!"

Just as Jiang Zhengyuan was looking for Mo Wentian's figure, a joking voice came.

Then, in the void, I saw a hand directly extended to the ghost stove.

With a wave of his hand, the connection between the ghost stove and the spirit of Jiang Zhengyuan disappeared in an instant.

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

The palm sized ghost stove vibrated in Mo Wentian's hand for a while, and then completely quieted down.

"This... How is this possible?"

"How can you capture the ghost furnace of this elder?"

For a long time, Jiang Zhengyuan recovered from his shock. Looking at the figure reappearing in the void, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes were full of disbelief.

You know, this ghost stove is an artifact in the early days of the emperor level. Compared with the ice and fire double blades in the early days of the semi grade emperor level, it is not that strong.

On the ghost stove, the divine soul mark under him is not comparable to that on ice fire double blades.

But the warrior at the peak of the heavenly king in front of him directly wiped out his divine soul mark, and the ghost furnace fell into Mo Wentian's hands again.

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

"Old bastard, the Emperor gave you the opportunity to take the initiative to give it to the emperor, you don't!"

"Good. Now the ghost furnace emperor has taken it by himself. It's time for you to go!"

Looking at Jiang Zhengyuan, looking at himself with a surprised face, don't ask the sky with a cold and arrogant look.

"I should be on my way, too?"

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

Listening to Mo Wentian's icy words, Jiang Zhengyuan only felt a breath of death sweeping towards him.

Subconsciously, Jiang Zhengyuan wanted to escape from the breath of death, but the breath of death seemed to lock him in, and he seemed unable to struggle.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes flickered incomparably, but his voice was a little trembling.

"What do you want?"

"Isn't what Ben Di said clear enough?"

"I want you to die!"

The icy voice sounded, and a cold light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.

At the same time, Mo Wentian's breath suddenly soared.

In the ghost furnace he held tightly in his hand, terrible anger spread out in an instant and swept towards Jiang Zhengyuan.

"Boy, you..."

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

Feeling the terrible anger, Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes couldn't help widening, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Don't ask the sky in front of you. His cultivation is not the peak of the king of heaven, and he just won the ghost furnace. He can actually control the anger in the ghost furnace. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Jiang Zhengyuan really couldn't believe it.

You know, it took him tens of thousands of years to master the ghost furnace.

"Is it difficult to control this anger?"

Looking at Jiang Zhengyuan's suspicious face, don't ask the sky. The corners of your mouth grinned slightly, and a wicked smile spread instantly.

"Is it difficult to control? This boy's words are too arrogant. The elder spent tens of thousands of years in controlling the ghost furnace at that time. Does this boy say it's difficult?"

"The strength of this boy is really terrible!"

"The elder really won't be the opponent of this boy!"

"I think it may be a wrong decision for us to follow the elder!"

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Listening to the arrogant words, countless tianniu disciples flashed a dazzling light in their eyes.