Chapter 1296 Restriction in Front of the Valley

The next moment, his figure flashed even more, and disappeared directly in place.

When it appeared again, it had already appeared at the entrance of the valley.

"Old bastard, this emperor's man, do you still want to move?"

Mo Wentian watched Zuo Li appear at the entrance of the valley, his eyes shrank suddenly, and he said coldly.

In the next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and directly shot seals one by one towards the entrance.

Following Mo Wentian's seal formulas one by one, the entrance of the valley was instantly enveloped by strands of mysterious power.

Under this mysterious power, Zuo Li, who had just arrived at the entrance of the valley, felt that power could stop him from moving forward.

"Boy, you actually want to cast a barrier to block this elder?"

Looking at Mo Wentian, in Zuo Li's eyes, the killing intent was boundless and terrifying.

After finishing speaking, without the slightest hesitation, Zuo Li formed a fist with his palm, and punched directly towards the barrier.

"Wave……"

Zuo Li's punch hit this barrier, except for the slightest fluctuation of knowledge, there were no other waves.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Boy, what kind of magic barrier are you using?"

"This elder's punch has already reached the power of the middle emperor, but your cultivation is only at the peak of the king. How can your barrier block this elder?"

With a punch, the barrier didn't break, which surprised Zuo Li's eyes.

He couldn't believe that his punch in the mid-term of the emperor could not even break the barrier set up by ants at the peak of the emperor.

And the only explanation he could think of was that Mo Wentian used some secret technique, otherwise, with his strength, it was impossible for him not to break the barrier.

"Third Elder, your strength is really weak!"

Seeing this scene, Second Elder Zhang Xuwu's eyes flashed with contempt, and his voice was even more ironic.

"A little weak in strength?"

"Second Elder, your strength is strong, you can try to see if you can break this barrier?"

Hearing Zhang Xuwu's sarcasm, Zuo Li's eyes flashed an extremely sinister light.

But the next moment, the extremely sinister eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by a polite expression.

"It's just a barrier, let's see how Elder Ben breaks it!"

An indifferent voice sounded, Zhang Xuwu's eyes flashed coldly, he took a step forward, and walked directly towards the entrance of the valley.

"Old miscellaneous, don't waste your energy, this emperor's defensive barrier, let alone you two ants, even if your old dog Tianniuhuang comes, it will not be broken!"

Mo Wentian saw that Zhang Xuwu was about to punch him towards the upper entrance, grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said with an evil smile on his face.

"Even Lord Tian Niu Huang came here and couldn't break it? Isn't this kid too arrogant?"

"Who is this kid? A little Heavenly King at the peak, dare to talk to the two elders of the Tianniu clan like this. Is he looking for death?"

"Behind him, there were a few warriors from the Emperor's Realm just now, but this kid actually let those warriors from the Emperor's Realm enter the valley, and he stayed outside the valley alone. Could it be that he still wants to fight alone? Can't the two elders of the Tianniu clan succeed?"

"This person is so familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

"I remembered, isn't this person the emperor of the Heaven Devouring Kingdom!"

...

Listening to Mo Wentian's extremely arrogant words, in the dark, countless warriors began to discuss.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd recognized Mo Wentian.

It's good that this person doesn't reveal Mo Wentian's identity, but as soon as he said this, countless warriors became even more excited.

Mo Wentian, the emperor of the Heaven Devouring God Kingdom, the news spread instantly.

"Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"I think you are tired of living for a long time and want to die!"

Those voices of discussion fell on the ears of Zhang Xuwu and Zuo Li, and they were extremely ear-piercing.

At this moment, Zhang Xuwu wanted to smash the barrier even more in his heart.

In the dark, there are strong men of all races.

His words have already been outputted. If he didn't even move his hand at this moment, it would make him the Tianniu clan and Zhang Xuwu, how could he hang around in this ancient relic in the future.

Get the barrier, whether he can smash it or not, he must make a move, the best thing is that he can smash the barrier.

"Boy, I will make you feel the pain in your face right away?"

The next moment, Zhang Xuwu looked at Mo Wentian, the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised.

The clenched fist creaked even more.

"How does your face hurt?"

"Old bastard, it will be you, not the emperor, who will be hurt later!"

Seeing Zhang Xuwu's hard-ridden appearance, Mo Wentian grinned slightly, and a wicked smile spread.

This old bastard actually wants to slap him in the face?

This doesn't exist.

It seems that the barrier he set up is extremely simple and plain, but in fact, Mo Wentian used a different seal, which is the seal to seal the Qingfeng Mountain Range.

Even the ancestors of the demon world couldn't break the barrier set by this kind of seal formula, and it was even more impossible to break it with the two old bastards of the Tianniu clan in front of us.

"Boy, watch!"

But at this moment, an incomparably cold voice sounded.

The next moment, Zhang Xuwu punched directly towards the barrier.

"Wave……"

The effect of his punch was not the slightest different from Zuo Li's, and the barrier only fluctuated slightly for a while.

"This... how could it be like this?"

Looking at the intact barrier in front of him, Zhang Xuwu's eyes were full of disbelief.

The next moment, he seemed to think of something, and his brows furrowed into a ball.

"How about it?"

"Old bastard, does your face hurt?"

Looking at the disbelieving Zhang Xuwu, Mo Wentian stepped forward and approached Zhang Xuwu.

The evil smile raised at the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

"Second Elder, my strength is poor, it seems that your strength is not strong either!"

As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the third elder, Zuo Li, also fell into trouble.

Although there was a bit of politeness in his expression, his words were full of sarcasm.

"Third Elder, you and I are both from the Tianniu tribe, do you think it's just me who is ashamed?"

Hearing Zuo Li's words, Zhang Xuwu came back to his senses in an instant, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.

"Okay, you two old bastards, this embarrassing person is your Tianniu clan anyway!"

"Oh, no, the Tianniu Clan no longer exists, and you are not from the Tianniu Clan anymore. You can only lose your old face!"

Mo Wentian looked at Zhang Xuwu and Zuo Li arguing, the corners of his mouth were extremely wanton.