When Ye Qianzhong was in full swing on the road to enlightenment and enlightenment.
The Crazy Sword Emperor who stayed in the Lingquan Treasure Land, waiting for Wang Teng to pass, finally couldn't hold back his loneliness and came to the strange rock area on the main peak of the Lingquan Treasure Land and issued a challenge to all the shadow creatures.
"Seniors, I have become brothers with Wang Teng. His elder is my elder, and his brother is also the junior of all seniors!"
"Junior, I sincerely ask all seniors to give me some pointers..."
The eyes of the Mad Sword Emperor were shining brightly, filled with strong fighting intent, staring at those shadow creatures, ready to move.
Those shadow creatures felt uncomfortable being stared at by the Crazy Sword Emperor's fiery eyes.
"Hey, that kid has gone into seclusion. We can finally have some leisure time. Are you seeking death by challenging us at this juncture, or are you looking for death?"
The shadow Taoist priest laughed strangely, stared at the Crazy Sword Emperor, imitated the tone of the shadow swordsman, and said quietly: "Isn't it good to be alive?"
Feeling the coldness in the Shadow Taoist's words, the Crazy Sword Emperor suddenly felt chills all over his body, and all the hairs on his body suddenly stood up.
"That's all. Since you insist on fighting, I will give you some guidance."
"I have set up a ban here to prevent the power from leaking out. Let's take action."
The shadow Taoist Xianfeng Daogu glanced sideways at the Crazy Sword Emperor, put one hand behind his back, and waved to the Crazy Sword Emperor with the other hand, showing an extraordinary bearing.
The Crazy Sword Emperor was immediately overjoyed when he saw this. This senior put one hand behind his back and made such a gesture. Did he intend to give up one of his hands?
Thinking of this, the Crazy Sword Heavenly Emperor suddenly said: "Thank you, senior, for your teaching. Is this junior your welcome?"
The shadow Taoist smiled kindly and nodded: "Go ahead and take action."
As he spoke, the palms behind his back glowed, and golden textures emerged, intertwining into a golden sphere.
"The meteors are falling, and the immortals are flying from the sky!"
The Crazy Sword Heavenly Emperor shouted loudly, controlled the flying sword, and headed towards the shadow Taoist priest.
"boom!"
However, the next moment, the Crazy Sword Emperor saw the shadow Taoist's palm behind his back suddenly blasting forward. A golden magic ball in his palm was ready to go, and pressed on his flying sword with a "boom" sound.
The flying sword and the Crazy Sword Emperor himself flew out on the spot.
The golden magic ball was as powerful as a rainbow. It enveloped the Mad Sword Emperor and turned into a golden rainbow, cutting through the void, rushing out of the spiritual spring treasure land and shooting into the starry sky outside the territory.
"Quiet, let's call it a day!"
"Bah bang bang!"
The shadow Taoist priest smiled and clapped his hands, transformed into a rocking chair, and lay down in it, with a comfortable look on his face.
"..."
When Ye Wuchang, Tang Yue and others saw this scene, they couldn't help but twitch their mouths slightly. They originally wanted to step forward to thank the shadow creatures for their previous guidance and teachings, but now they looked at each other and immediately retreated.
"It's so cruel. I really don't know how the young master can still survive when he bothers them when he has nothing to do?"
Ye Wuchang, who had always been a bit bored, couldn't help but sigh at this moment.
"Maybe... he is thick-skinned?"
Tang Yue was thoughtful, then she stroked the black hair on her forehead and asked tentatively.
Ye Wuchang was startled when he heard the words, and then he took a long breath and said sadly: "Then it seems that we have no chance to imitate the young master."
Tang Yue glanced at Ye Wuchang, turned around and left.
When the other person said this, she felt that she and he were no longer on the same page.
…
time flies.
Seven days passed in a flash.
In the secret cultivation realm where Wang Teng was, golden light suddenly overflowed, reflecting the sky.
Mysterious golden runes flowed out of Wang Teng's body one by one, manifested in the void, and surrounded Wang Teng.
Those ones
The golden runes are arranged in a specific order and operate in a certain regular order.
After a while.
Wang Teng suddenly spoke, and a golden gaze burst out from his eyes, piercing through gold and cracking stone, with an extraordinary domineering look.
All the golden runes surrounding Wang Teng suddenly tightened and rolled back into Wang Teng's body, turning into a golden light and disappearing.
"The eleventh weight..."
The golden light in Wang Teng's eyes was blazing, and there were golden runes rising and falling in them.
He was bathed in golden divine light.
The golden divine light is sacred and peaceful, giving people a feeling of immortality.
"Boom!" .??.
Wang Teng gently clenched his fist.
He squeezed the fingers of both hands together, and for a moment, terrifying power surged, directly crushing the void.
This is just pure physical divine power!
There is no magic, magical power or secret blessing.
Just this simple physical divine power gives people an unrivaled feeling of power.
At the same time, the mysterious golden runes that sunk into every inch of flesh and cells in his body seemed to be combined into some kind of physical law, but it was not complete yet.
He had a hunch that if he could fully cultivate the laws of the physical body, his physical body might become truly immortal.
"The eleventh level of the immortal golden body. My physical body has almost truly entered the level of the divine body, right? With my current physical body, even a strong man in the realm of the Emperor of Heaven, as long as he has not mastered the Shinto runes, will
You cannot damage my body at all."
"Even a demigod who has mastered half a Shinto rune cannot pose much of a threat. Even if I stand and let them attack, it should be difficult for them to kill me."
Wang Teng carefully felt his current physical body and made this estimate.
His current physical body is too strong, and ordinary gods may not be as strong as him.
A solid and powerful body.
He felt that with his current physical strength, even if he was attacked while standing, it would be difficult for Shinto to kill him.
"I wonder if with my current strength, if I were to face the True God, would I have any hope of competing head-on with him?"
Wang Teng murmured, then shook his head: "If I want to compete head-on with the gods, I'm afraid I'm still a little behind. Although my physical body is not inferior to the gods, there is still a big gap in terms of power level."
"However, when I advance to the Supreme Realm, or even the Heavenly Emperor Realm, I may be able to rival the True God."
Wang Teng silently calculated in his heart.
He felt a faint sense of crisis in his heart, just like when he sensed a human disaster before.
This feeling has become stronger and stronger during the past few days during his retreat.
"Is it the forbidden existence, the existence deep in the land of the fallen gods, or the 'god'?"
Thoughts surged in Wang Teng's mind, and his intuition told him that the pressure he felt vaguely this time was probably from one of the three.
"I hope it's not that taboo existence..."
Wang Teng took a deep breath.
According to the shadow swordsman, even the shadow swordsman is not sure that he can protect him if the taboo takes action.
It is conceivable that if that forbidden being takes action, with Wang Teng's current strength, it is impossible to compete with him, and he will definitely die.
However, Wang Teng felt that it was unlikely that Taboo would take action. If the other party really planned to take action, the sense of crisis he would feel would be even stronger.
Now, although he felt the crisis, it was not that urgent.
Therefore, the source of this sense of crisis is most likely from the terrifying existences in the Land of the Fallen God, or from the "God" who was killed by him in an incarnation projection.
He did not dare to make rash calculations, fearing that he would be self-defeating if he alerted the enemy.
