The Demon-Sealing Sword didn't seem to encounter any obstacles, and it pierced directly into the center of his eyebrows with a "pop" sound.
The man's pupils suddenly shrunk to pinpoints, and there was a trace of strong unwillingness in his eyes, and then his life disappeared.
"Elder Pei!" .??.
When the other person saw this scene, he screamed in surprise.
"You...you dare to kill the elders of my Arctic Palace. There will be no place for you in heaven or on earth. You will bear the wrath of my Arctic Palace and be hunted endlessly!"
He was shocked and angry. He didn't expect that the other party would be so decisive and kill Elder Pei directly.
"Humph, I will not only kill him, but I will also kill you!"
Ye Wuchang snorted coldly, pulled out the Demon-Sealing Sword, put his feet on the mountain and sea mark, and then turned into a black light and rushed towards the other expert from the Arctic Palace.
The man's large spiritual treasure ruler was knocked out by Ye Wuchang's sword just now. When he saw Ye Wuchang charging toward him, his eyelids jumped, he screamed, and he turned around and ran away.
"You...you are a monk of the first generation, and you have been promoted to the secret realm of supernatural powers at such a young age. Your future achievements are limitless, and you are willing to follow a mortal warrior, obey his orders, and become the enemy of my Arctic Palace!"
He opened his mouth and cursed angrily, and his body really ran away very fast.
However, just as he turned around to escape, a deafening dragon's roar did sound at the right time. The loud dragon's roar penetrated gold and cracked stone, and the sound waves shook the void.
Then, a blazing white light spurted out from the mouth of the puppet Bailong, the dragon's breath, the light of destruction!
This blazing white light contains terrifying power, and it suddenly consumes the mana left by the Heavenly Sword Master in the body.
The white light rushed towards him. The Arctic Palace elder did not expect it and was unable to dodge. He could only strike out with one palm. The huge mana hand seal faced the pillar of destruction with great momentum.
"Boom" sound.
The light of destruction collided with the magic hand seal, and the two forces boiled and exploded instantly, bursting out with an extremely powerful wave of power that shook the elder of the North Pole Palace.
And at this staggering moment, Ye Wuchang gathered overwhelming power and merged with the Demon-Sealing Sword, directly passing through the heart of the Arctic Palace elder, bringing up a long string of blood arrows.
The Arctic Palace elder immediately let out a muffled groan, staggered back several steps in the void, looked down at the sword hole in his heart, and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"you……"
He raised his hand, pointed at Ye Wuchang, and then looked at Wang Teng: "Beijing Palace, I will not let you go..."
As soon as the words fell, his eyes quickly became distracted, and he followed in the footsteps of the previous person, disappearing.
"Arctic Palace?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Teng's mouth. He and Beijigong had already been fighting to the death. How could they care about a few masters of the secret realm?
Two masters from the Arctic Palace perished one after another in a short period of time. Lingmu Sword Master and Jingzhe Sword Master were both shocked. They looked at Ye Wuchang with a bit of shock in their eyes.
Ye Wuchang's cultivation level is obviously not high, he is only at the peak of the first level of the Heavenly Realm, but the strength he just showed is extremely astonishing, much stronger than the two of them.
"Tsk!"
At this time, when the Shanhaiyin and Lingbao Dachi saw their master's death, they rushed into the distance, trying to escape.
"Bring them back to me."
Wang Teng took a look at these two magic weapons.
, he opened his mouth and commanded calmly.
Before Ye Wuchang could move, the puppet Bailong, under the control of the remnant soul of Qinglong, caught up with the two magic weapons and opened his mouth to devour them one after another.
The power of these two magic weapons is greatly weakened without the blessing of the master's magic power. Just like the Shanhe Sheji Cauldron in Wang Teng's hand, without the blessing of magic power, it is not as good as even the warriors of the Four Extremes Secret Realm.
The puppet Bailong suppressed them without any effort, brought them back to Wang Teng, opened his mouth and spat them out.
The Mountain Sea Seal and Da Chi floated in the air and trembled, not daring to escape, because they knew they couldn't escape, and the puppet white dragon in front of them could easily suppress them.
In addition to this puppet white dragon, there were also several strong men from the Mystic Realm of Mystical Powers present. In front of them, they would not have a chance to escape.
Wang Teng's eyes first fell on the large ruler, he reached out and grabbed it with his bare hands.
The big ruler suddenly vibrated violently. Although they were wary of the puppet Bailong and Ye Wuchang and other monks in the magical realm, they had no fear of Wang Teng, a mortal warrior.
Seeing that Wang Teng, a mere mortal warrior, dared to grab and control it with his bare hands, the big ruler immediately shook, wanting to teach Wang Teng a lesson.
But what makes it scary is...
Wang Teng very calmly grabbed it in the palm of his hand, no matter how it vibrated, or even stimulated the power in his body, it was unable to damage Wang Teng's palm at all, and he couldn't even break free from Wang Teng's hand.
"How can it be?"
"You are clearly just a mortal warrior, how can you have such a powerful body and be so powerful?"
The large instrument suddenly flew out, stared at Wang Teng in disbelief, and opened his mouth to say.
It was indeed shocked. Wang Teng was just a small mortal warrior. He could feel that Wang Teng's cultivation was only the first secret realm of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, the early stage of the Dao Palace Secret Realm.
Such a weak cultivation can firmly grasp and restrain it with pure physical strength, which is really amazing.
"Hmph, you still want to struggle, resist me, and embarrass me?"
"It's a pity that my physical body, even if it is a monk in the secret realm of supernatural powers, may not be able to hurt me, let alone a middle-grade spiritual treasure like you that has lost the blessing of magic power?"
Wang Teng sneered and stretched out his hand to firmly grasp the ruler. No matter how it vibrated or how much power it exerted, it could not break free from Wang Teng's five-finger restraint.
"Measuring the sky?"
"That's such a big statement. Who refined you and gave you such a name? Even with your small middle-grade spiritual weapon, you can still be worthy of the word 'measure the sky'?"
Wang Teng looked at the large ruler in his hand, and when he saw the name engraved on the ruler, he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
"However, this name sounds pretty good and arrogant enough. From now on, you will follow me well and guard the heart of the Dao Palace for me. When you return from this trip, I will rebuild you and forge you into a warrior king.
Soldier."
Wang Teng said calmly.
"What? You want to reshape me and forge me into a king's warrior?"
"You are a weapon refiner? How is this possible? You are so young and you know how to refine weapons?"
Hearing this, the instrument spirit of the Heaven-Measuring Ruler immediately looked suspicious.
"You have fallen into my hands now. Believe it or not, can I still control you?"
Wang Teng sneered: "However, in order to make you willing to follow me in the future, I will show you what I am capable of!" "Pfft!"
The Demon-Sealing Sword didn't seem to encounter any obstacles, and it pierced directly into the center of his eyebrows with a "pop" sound.
The man's pupils suddenly shrunk to pinpoints, and there was a trace of strong unwillingness in his eyes, and then his life disappeared.
"Elder Pei!"
When the other person saw this scene, he screamed in surprise.
"You...you dare to kill the elders of my Arctic Palace. There will be no place for you in heaven or on earth. You will bear the wrath of my Arctic Palace and be hunted endlessly!"
He was shocked and angry. He didn't expect that the other party would be so decisive and kill Elder Pei directly.
"Humph, I will not only kill him, but I will also kill you!"
Ye Wuchang snorted coldly, pulled out the Demon-Sealing Sword, put his feet on the mountain and sea mark, and then turned into a black light and rushed towards the other expert from the Arctic Palace. ??
The man's large spiritual treasure ruler was knocked out by Ye Wuchang's sword just now. When he saw Ye Wuchang charging toward him, his eyelids jumped, he screamed, and he turned around and ran away.
"You...you are a monk of the first generation, and you have been promoted to the secret realm of supernatural powers at such a young age. Your future achievements are limitless, and you are willing to follow a mortal warrior, obey his orders, and become the enemy of my Arctic Palace!"
He opened his mouth and cursed angrily, and his body really ran away very fast.
However, just as he turned around to escape, a deafening dragon's roar did sound at the right time. The loud dragon's roar penetrated gold and cracked stone, and the sound waves shook the void.
Then, a blazing white light spurted out from the mouth of the puppet Bailong, the dragon's breath, the light of destruction!
This blazing white light contains terrifying power, and it suddenly consumes the mana left by the Heavenly Sword Master in the body.
The white light rushed towards him. The Arctic Palace elder did not expect it and was unable to dodge. He could only strike out with one palm. The huge mana hand seal faced the pillar of destruction with great momentum.
"Boom" sound.
The light of destruction collided with the magic hand seal, and the two forces boiled and exploded instantly, bursting out with an extremely powerful wave of power that shook the elder of the North Pole Palace.
And at this staggering moment, Ye Wuchang gathered overwhelming power and merged with the Demon-Sealing Sword, directly passing through the heart of the Arctic Palace elder, bringing up a long string of blood arrows.
The Arctic Palace elder immediately let out a muffled groan, staggered back several steps in the void, looked down at the sword hole in his heart, and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"you……"
He raised his hand, pointed at Ye Wuchang, and then looked at Wang Teng: "Beijing Palace, I will not let you go..."
As soon as the words fell, his eyes quickly became distracted, and he followed in the footsteps of the previous person, disappearing.
"Arctic Palace?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Teng's mouth. He and Beijigong had already been fighting to the death. How could they care about a few masters of the secret realm?
Two masters from the Arctic Palace perished one after another in a short period of time. Lingmu Sword Master and Jingzhe Sword Master were both shocked. They looked at Ye Wuchang with a bit of shock in their eyes.
Ye Wuchang's cultivation level is obviously not high, he is only at the peak of the first level of the Heavenly Realm, but the strength he just showed is extremely astonishing, much stronger than the two of them.
"Tsk!"
At this time, when the Shanhaiyin and Lingbao Dachi saw their master's death, they rushed into the distance, trying to escape.
"Bring them back to me."
Wang Teng took a look at these two magic weapons.
, he opened his mouth and commanded calmly.
Before Ye Wuchang could move, the puppet Bailong, under the control of the remnant soul of Qinglong, caught up with the two magic weapons and opened his mouth to devour them one after another.
The power of these two magic weapons is greatly weakened without the blessing of the master's magic power. Just like the Shanhe Sheji Cauldron in Wang Teng's hand, without the blessing of magic power, it is not as good as even the warriors of the Four Extremes Secret Realm.
The puppet Bailong suppressed them without any effort, brought them back to Wang Teng, opened his mouth and spat them out.
The Mountain Sea Seal and Da Chi floated in the air and trembled, not daring to escape, because they knew they couldn't escape, and the puppet white dragon in front of them could easily suppress them.
In addition to this puppet white dragon, there were also several strong men from the Mystic Realm of Mystical Powers present. In front of them, they would not have a chance to escape.
Wang Teng's eyes first fell on the large ruler, he reached out and grabbed it with his bare hands.
The big ruler suddenly vibrated violently. Although they were wary of the puppet Bailong and Ye Wuchang and other monks in the magical realm, they had no fear of Wang Teng, a mortal warrior.
Seeing that Wang Teng, a mere mortal warrior, dared to grab and control it with his bare hands, the big ruler immediately shook, wanting to teach Wang Teng a lesson.
But what makes it scary is...
Wang Teng very calmly grabbed it in the palm of his hand, no matter how it vibrated, or even stimulated the power in his body, it was unable to damage Wang Teng's palm at all, and he couldn't even break free from Wang Teng's hand.
"How can it be?"
"You are clearly just a mortal warrior, how can you have such a powerful body and be so powerful?"
The large instrument suddenly flew out, stared at Wang Teng in disbelief, and opened his mouth to say.
It was indeed shocked. Wang Teng was just a small mortal warrior. He could feel that Wang Teng's cultivation was only the first secret realm of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, the early stage of the Dao Palace Secret Realm.
Such a weak cultivation can firmly grasp and restrain it with pure physical strength, which is really amazing.
"Hmph, you still want to struggle, resist me, and embarrass me?"
"It's a pity that my physical body, even if it is a monk in the secret realm of supernatural powers, may not be able to hurt me, let alone a middle-grade spiritual treasure like you that has lost the blessing of magic power?"
Wang Teng sneered and stretched out his hand to firmly grasp the ruler. No matter how it vibrated or how much power it exerted, it could not break free from Wang Teng's five-finger restraint.
"Measuring the sky?"
"That's such a big statement. Who refined you and gave you such a name? Even with your small middle-grade spiritual weapon, you can still be worthy of the word 'measure the sky'?"
Wang Teng looked at the large ruler in his hand, and when he saw the name engraved on the ruler, he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
"However, this name sounds pretty good and arrogant enough. From now on, you will follow me well and guard the heart of the Dao Palace for me. When you return from this trip, I will rebuild you and forge you into a warrior king.
Soldier."
Wang Teng said calmly.
"What? You want to reshape me and forge me into a king's warrior?"
"You are a weapon refiner? How is this possible? You are so young and you know how to refine weapons?"
Hearing this, the instrument spirit of the Heaven-Measuring Ruler immediately looked suspicious.
"You have fallen into my hands now. Believe it or not, can I still control you?"
Wang Teng sneered: "However, in order to make you willing to follow me in the future, I will show you what I am capable of!"