The void collapsed, and the powerful sword light seemed to crush the world. It was so powerful that it swept away Tuoba Changyuan's magic weapon like a broken bamboo.
The remaining power of the blazing sword energy went forward without hesitation and continued to kill, causing Tuoba Changyuan's pupils to shrink, his heart to beat with fear, and all the hairs on his body to stand on end.
"No--" ??
He yelled in horror, and before his voice could even finish, the extremely thick sword light had already swept across his body, causing him to fly away immediately. He opened his mouth to spurt out a large mouthful of blood, and countless streams of energy burst out from his body.
Golden cracks, and finally a "pop" sound, the body completely exploded and was annihilated.
His soul didn't even have time to escape from its exploded flesh shell before it was forcibly wiped out by the terrifying residual power of the sword energy.
When this broken sword was struck, it could be said to be ruthless and ruthless. Even when Wang Teng and Wang Teng met in the abyss of the forbidden land of the ancient demon clan, this broken sword was also so powerful and ruthless.
Fortunately, Broken Sword had just awakened his will at that time, and the awakened strength was not very strong, and Wang Teng did not choose to challenge him, but dodged left and right, otherwise it would have been very dangerous.
"Hmph, even a mere god emperor dares to take action against your sword master. The sword master will send you to reincarnation, so you're welcome!"
Duanjian glanced at the blood mist in front of him, with a look of dismay on his face. He opened his mouth to inhale, and a storage magic weapon immediately flew towards Duanjian and was absorbed by it.
It quickly reached out its consciousness excitedly, checked the resources in the opponent's stored magic weapon, and then showed a satisfied smile.
"Although I still don't like these things, Mr. Jian, they are far behind the resources and treasures in the inventory of the crane named He, but they are still manageable, and they are finally better than those paupers before.
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"Hmm. This magical medicine is actually close to two million years old..."
Duanjian was cleaning up the resource treasures in the storage magic weapon with an excited look on his face, and then dealt with a certain pheasant just now.
All the resentment was forgotten.
But then, it reacted immediately, looked back at Wang Teng, flew in front of Wang Teng, and said with a shy face: "Master, Xiaojian, I just harvested a lot of resources and treasures, there are many hundred thousand here."
The magical elixir and the little sword are all dedicated to the young master. You must accept them, young master."
As he said that, Broken Sword was covered in precious light, and magical medicines flew out and landed in front of Wang Teng.
""I heard you muttering to yourself just now, saying that there is a magic medicine that is close to two million years old, and you just give me these 100,000-year-old rubbish?"
Wang Teng immediately raised his eyebrows, looked at Broken Sword who came to show his courtesy, and said with an unkind expression.
"Ah? Did I just spill the beans? You must have heard wrong, sir. These guys are extremely poor. All their resources are here. There is no magic medicine that is more than a million years old."
Duanjian looked confused and said without blushing or heartbeat.
Wang Teng twitched the corner of his mouth, turned his hand and slapped Broken Sword, sending it flying away.
How can this guy have the same virtue as bald?
The other party was clearly resentful of Bald Hair just now, but in the blink of an eye he turned into Bald Hair Number Two?
"ah.……"
"Master, why are you slapping me? Xiaojian, I am loyal to you, and I will donate all the good things I collect to you as soon as possible..."
The broken sword howled miserably.
Wang Teng's face was dark. This guy is so shameless. He told lies. He had clearly harvested a top-level magic medicine that was over a million years old. However, he hid it secretly and only gave him a low-level magic medicine that was 100,000 years old.
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, saying that he would contribute good things to him as soon as possible.
"Go back to Changsheng Peak!"
Wang Teng did not delay any longer and let Yan Liu drive the chariot and fly towards the headquarters of the Immortal Dynasty in the central area of China.
"I have met all the saints, and I sincerely welcome you back."
On the way, many monks who met each other were surprised when they saw Holy Son Tianshu, Holy Son Hanxiao and others following Zi Wangteng, and they immediately saluted.
Wang Teng nodded lightly and flew back to Changsheng Peak.
‘“I don’t know what’s going on with Changsheng Peak now.”
Wang Teng murmured.
After a while, the chariot arrived in front of Changsheng Peak. Ji Wushuang, the steward of Changsheng Peak, immediately came up with many of Wang Teng's followers on Changsheng Peak.
"Congratulations on your return, Sir!"
Everyone worshiped in unison.
"Everyone, get up, no need to be polite.1"
Wang Teng raised his hand and asked Yan Liu to drive the chariot into the Changsheng Peak and into the main hall.
"Has Changsheng Peak been peaceful in the past few years since I've been away? Are there any unscrupulous characters here looking for trouble?"
"As well as within the Immortal Dynasty, is there any movement or major events during this period?"
Wang Teng waved his sleeves, walked to the throne in the main hall, took a look at the many followers in the hall, and said.
Elder Mo Yue said quickly: "Young Master is unparalleled in the world, his grace is peerless, and he will amaze you forever. As the Young Master's territory, Changsheng Peak, how can anyone dare to come here to look for trouble? If someone really comes here, I will personally choose a geomantic treasure land for him!"
"Hehehe, as long as nothing happens."
Wang Teng nodded, and couldn't help but glance at Holy Son Tianshu. He thought of how Holy Son Tianshu was blind and ineffective when he was in Demon Continent.
Sex, I couldn't help but think, should I bury him?
The strength of Holy Son Tianshu is average. Among the several Holy Son-level geniuses recruited by Mr. Wang, this Holy Son Tianshu is the weakest.
Forget it, it's not spiritual yet.
It’s just that he’s not spiritual, he doesn’t even know how to flatter someone.
It doesn't matter if you don't know how to flatter him, because he, Wang, doesn't like to hear those compliments, but the other person still tries to undermine him from time to time!
"That's all. I, the King, are merciful and will give him another chance."
Wang Teng took a deep look at Holy Son Tianshu.
And the Holy Son Tianshu, who was watched by Wang Teng like this, suddenly felt panicked for no reason, and at the same time, he felt an inexplicable chill.
"What's going on? Why does the young master look at me so strangely? I don't seem to have done anything."
Holy Son Tianshu looked bewildered.
I was secretly wary.
"There is nothing wrong with Changsheng Peak. However, something happened to the major branches of the Immortal Dynasty, including the Immortal Dynasty headquarters..."
Immediately, Elder Mo Yue said with some hesitation.
Wang Teng's heart moved, and he pondered: "Are you talking about the theft of the main lines of the Immortal Dynasty and the treasure house of the Immortal Dynasty headquarters?"
"Yes, it seems that the young master has already heard about this matter when he returns this time."
"In fact, not only within the Immortal Dynasty, but also in the entire China, most of the forces suffered. They were not spared. They were all taken away by the treasure house thief. Not even a hair was left on the scene..."
Having said this, Elder Mo Yue couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead, feeling a little worried, because the pheasant was in their Everlasting Peak.
If they were exposed, then their Everlasting Peak would be doomed and they would become the target of public criticism.