Wang Teng looked like he was still unfinished, burped at the dwarf old man, and asked.
The dwarf old man looked at Wang Teng blankly, his eyes full of disbelief, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
what's the situation?
The Nether Demonic Dragon that he summoned was actually swallowed up by the other party?
The dwarf old man felt the wind was messy, and the situation in front of him was completely opposite to what he expected.
The Nether Demon Dragon, which was originally extremely powerful and was supposed to be on the hunting side, was instead swallowed up by Wang Teng, who was supposed to be on the weak side. The contrast was really too great.
Especially when he saw Wang Teng still looking like he was still unfinished, he couldn't help but tremble. What kind of monster is this man?
Why does he look more ferocious than the Netherworld Demonic Dragon?
Not only the dwarf old man, but everyone else present was also shocked.
Luo Ling'er couldn't help but open her mouth wide, her eyes filled with incredulity.
"You actually swallowed the Netherworld Demonic Dragon?"
Finally, the dwarf old man suppressed the shock in his heart, stared at Wang Teng with a pair of sinister eyes, and his voice was sharp and harsh.
"At such a young age, you actually have such means. I want to see if you can swallow the Netherworld Demonic Dragon, and if you can swallow me, the undead evil god!"
The dwarf old man roared low, and squeezed it with both hands. The wand with a strong aura floated into the air, and the eye sockets of the skull on it suddenly lit up, and then it seemed as if the door to a world of evil spirits had been opened.
The void suddenly darkened, and a pitch-black portal emerged. Then a pair of ferocious hands suddenly reached out and tore violently at both sides, tearing the void open at once.
Immediately afterwards, an evil figure appeared.
"Um?"
"The Evil God of the Undead?"
Wang Teng's eyes suddenly blazed, and the soul power wave on this undead evil god
Dong Dong was actually stronger than the Nether Demonic Dragon just now, and his power aura was also more powerful.
More importantly, this undead evil god has actually condensed into a physical entity, but it does not pose a great threat to Wang Teng.
"kill him!"
The dwarf old man spoke in a serious tone as he ordered the summoned undead evil god.
When the Evil God of the Undead heard the dwarf old man's words, his eyes instantly turned scarlet, and his body exuded an aura of cultivation comparable to that of a powerful person in the later stages of the Great Sage.
"Roar!"
Then, the undead evil god roared loudly. The roar was full of murder, evil and cruelty, which shook the hearts of everyone present and was horrifying.
He roared angrily, then suddenly rushed towards Wang Teng, and came towards Wang Teng to kill him fiercely.
"Hmph, boy, let me see if you die this time!"
The old dwarf smiled ferociously.
Wang Teng raised the corner of his mouth.
The remnant soul of the ancient ferocious beast roared in the sea of consciousness, and the true blood of the ancient ferocious beast in its body boiled.
A terrifying and vicious aura, countless times more ferocious than this undead evil god, suddenly came out of Wang Teng's body!
"Playing cruelly in front of me?"
Wang Teng sneered, then suddenly raised his hand, and a terrifying aura of killing and vicious aura almost completely materialized, surrounding his arm.
He raised his right hand, the mana and the power of rules in his body surged together, plus the blessing of the ancient ferocious beast's true blood and the ancient ferocious beast's remnant soul, he slapped the undead evil god flying towards him.
"boom!"
In just an instant, Wang Teng's slap hit the undead evil god's huge body hard.
“Ouch…
…”
The undead evil god who looked menacing and had the aura of a powerful late-sage saint suddenly screamed, his eyes filled with fear.
Then, the terrifying power contained in Wang Teng's slap was torn to pieces on the spot, turning into streams of gray-black aura. His soul wailed, and he rushed towards the evil portal in the void in fear, trying to escape.
"Now that you're here, don't even think about escaping!"
Wang Teng laughed loudly, opened his mouth and took a deep breath, swallowing it into his mouth like a whale swallowing a cow, causing it to follow in the footsteps of the previous Netherworld Demonic Dragon.
"What?"
"The Evil God of the Undead was actually swallowed by him?"
Everyone in the Ghost King Sect was immediately frightened and shocked.
Although this undead evil god has condensed into a physical entity and has the cultivation level of the late Great Sage, its strength is much weaker than that of the average mid- to late-stage Great Sage.
Moreover, suppressed by the remnant soul of Wang Teng's ancient ferocious beast, he was no different from a baby in front of Wang Teng, so how could he be Wang Teng's opponent.
His body was scattered with a slap from Wang Teng, and then his soul was swallowed up, turning it into nourishment for the remnant souls of the ancient ferocious beasts in Wang Teng's sea of consciousness.
"This kid is weird. Stop arguing with him and kill him quickly!"
Another strong man from the Ghost King Sect in the early stage of the Great Saint's expression condensed and he scolded the dwarf old man.
After saying that, he didn't waste any more time and began to use all his strength to suppress Luo Ling'er.
The dwarf old man also had a gloomy look on his face. He stared at Wang Teng and said in a serious tone: "I didn't expect you to be really capable. No wonder you dare to ruin the good things of my Ghost King Sect. But you will not escape death today!"
The sharp and harsh voice of the dwarf old man came, and then he suddenly swayed and rushed towards Wang Teng like a ghost. The staff in his hand turned into a short gun and aimed at Wang Teng.
The nail comes: "Let me teach you the consequences of meddling in other people's business!"
"Tsk!"
The dwarf old man's aura was fierce, and the staff that turned into a short spear in his hand was extremely sharp. It also had a kind of magical power and locked onto Wang Teng's eyebrows, trying to pierce his eyebrows.
have a finger in the pie?
A sneer appeared on Wang Teng's lips. The reason why he took action at this moment was not because of Luo Ling'er. He just wanted to measure the power of the Ghost King Sect and kill as many masters of the Ghost King Sect as possible to weaken the Ghost King Sect's power.
After all, the enmity between the Divine Alliance and the Ghost King Sect has been forged, and the two sides will confront each other sooner or later.
Now think of it as collecting some interest in advance.
At this moment, facing the murderous and menacing blow of the dwarf old man, Wang Teng was calm and unhurried, without any trace of panic at all. He just stood tall and motionless, as if he was oppressed by the powerful aura on the opponent's body and was frozen.
"Boy, suffer death!"
When the dwarf old man saw that Wang Teng seemed to be oppressed by the pressure of his own aura, as if he was frozen and motionless, he suddenly laughed ferociously, and the staff that turned into a short spear in his hand suddenly pointed towards Wang Teng's eyebrows.
However, just as the opponent was approaching, Wang Teng finally made a move.
Without any fancy words, Wang Teng just calmly raised his hand and suddenly struck the dwarf old man with his palm, just like the undead evil god summoned by striking the opponent before, with a gentle breeze and a calm cloud.
"boom!"
The next moment, the magical power displayed by the opponent suddenly collapsed under Wang Teng's palm.
"ah……"
An extremely tyrannical and overbearing force of terror suddenly erupted and struck the old dwarf hard, causing him to scream and fly away on the spot.
Immediately, his body exploded, and only one head survived, protecting his soul.