Xiang Weiwei was frightened and felt a huge life and death crisis. At this moment, he no longer cared about his face. He immediately yelled at the followers under his command and ordered them to take action, hoping that they would buy him time so that he could get through.
He reshaped his body.
Hearing Xiang Weiwei's roar, his followers were already prepared and took action immediately.
"Take action!"
An older and stronger man yelled loudly and took the lead to attack and intercept Wang Teng.
The rest of the people also took action, rushing up in an instant and killing Wang Teng, covering Xiang Weiwei's escape and rebuilding his body.
"snort!"
Wang Teng snorted coldly, and before he could say anything else, the followers he had recruited on Changsheng Peak rushed forward one after another the moment Xiang Weiwei's followers took action.
"Boom!"
Waves of terrifying coercion erupted, and various powerful magical powers bloomed in the void, colliding with each other and erupting into a violent storm of power.
A big hand covered the sky, covered the sun, and suppressed the universe. It descended from the sky and suppressed Xiang Weiwei's followers.
It was Lishan ancestor Jianshan who took action.
"God Emperor!?"
Xiang Weiwei and one of his followers were horrified, their faces changed drastically, and they were shocked.
"The challenge with you is to give you a chance, but you insist on seeking your own death!"
Wang Teng sneered. Although he debuted late and had little knowledge, he had conquered and recruited many powerful people all the way back from Nanmingzhou.
Even if Xiang Weiwei debuted earlier than him, he didn't recruit as many strong men as him. In terms of strength, the ancestor of Jianshan was the God Emperor.
In addition, there is the leader of the Lishan Sword Sect, who is also at the peak of the Divine Emperor's cultivation. He has already impacted the Divine Emperor, and is only the last half step away from the Divine Emperor.
Xiang Wei is not good at words, and his efficiency and success rate in recruiting followers are far inferior to Wang Teng's.
At this moment, when the war broke out, no one expected that such a huge force would have gathered around Wang Teng.
"ah……"
The palm prints came down, and some people screamed, and their bodies were annihilated on the spot.
The power of the God Emperor is not so easy to fight against.
The followers under Xiang Weiwei's command were immediately defeated and crushed by the forces around Wang Teng.
Wang Teng looked indifferent, and in one step he came to Xiang Weiwei, who was reshaping his body.
"You actually recruited a strong man in the realm of the God Emperor!"
Xiang Weiyi stared at Wang Teng with eyes full of unwillingness.
Strong men in the realm of God-Emperors rarely participate in this kind of battle for the Son of God.
After all, the strong men in the realm of God Emperors have almost stood at the top of the martial arts pyramid in the God Realm. Most of these people have no desires and desires and only want to break through the shackles, achieve enlightenment and ascend to immortality.
He also tried to win over the God Emperor, but unfortunately, he did not succeed.
"You knew it was too late."
Wang Teng said calmly, looking at Xiang Weiyi who was frantically reshaping his body, and smiled slightly: "Want to reshape your body and fight me again?"
Xiang Weiyi's eyes flickered and he said: "Qin Changsheng, at the same level, I am indeed no match for you, but I am not willing to do so! Do you dare to fight me at my peak?!"
"puff!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a big hand grabbed him directly, crushing his body, which had only been reshaped by one-third, to pieces, and together with his soul, was destroyed into ashes.
"Sorry, I'm not interested."
Wang Teng raised the corner of his mouth and let go of his hand, blood mist billowing out of his mouth.
A storage magic weapon floats in the palm of his hand. It is the only storage magic weapon.
Wang Teng glanced at the storage magic weapon in his hand, reached out his consciousness and scanned it casually, and then he couldn't help but be speechless.
The saint sons of this Immortal Dynasty are indeed extremely rich, and they actually have so many resources and treasures.
However, Wang Teng's current net worth is too rich. Even though Xiang Wei's storage magic weapon contains many rare resources and treasures, Wang Teng is only slightly surprised.
Looking back at the remaining followers of Xiang Weiwei, Wang Teng said solemnly: "I have killed Xiang Weiwei. If you still resist, I will not mind killing you!"
As soon as the words fell, the expressions of everyone fighting fiercely around him suddenly changed.
The followers under Xiang Weiyi's command all turned pale.
Xiang Weiyi is dead!
This battle for the Son of God has just begun, but Xiang Weiwei, whom they were following, ended here and died in the hands of a new Son of God!
"Qin Changsheng, what do you want to do with us!?"
Someone said.
Wang Teng smiled slightly, raised his hand to stop Jianshan and others from continuing to attack, and said to the hundreds of followers of Xiang Weiwei in front of him: "This holy son is different from that tyrant Xiang Weiwei. I treat others with sincerity and serve with virtue."
people!"
"The battle between the Sons of God is a battle between the Sons of God in our past generations. How can it bring disaster to its followers just because one party fails?"
Hearing Wang Teng's words, everyone around them suddenly suspected that they had heard wrongly. They looked at Wang Teng in astonishment and said, "You mean, you want to let us go?"
Wang Teng smiled and nodded: "Yes. My opponent is Xiang Weiwei, and it has nothing to do with you. You are all ambitious people, and you will devote yourself to the battle for the Son of God. I admire your courage. If you
If you want to leave, feel free to leave, after all, this Holy Son treats others with sincerity and convinces others with virtue."
"but……"
Wang Teng changed the subject and said: "If you are willing to turn around and follow this Holy Son, I will accept it happily and am willing to create a better tomorrow with you. To this end, I, the Holy Son, can swear to heaven that I, the Qin Dynasty, will
Immortality..."
"..."
When the followers around Wang Teng heard that their young master was about to swear another oath, they couldn't help but twitch their mouths, and they became more and more regretful.
However, they had already boarded the pirate ship and paid the soul blood. Even though they felt that the young master was a little unreliable at this moment, there was nothing they could do.
Hearing Wang Teng's sincere speech, especially hearing that Wang Teng actually made such a vicious oath of heaven in front of everyone, this sincerity was really touching.
As Wang Teng said just now, these followers under Xiang Weiwei are all people with ambitions and needs, so they will follow Xiang Weiwei and participate in the battle for the Son of God.
At this moment, many people couldn't help but feel moved when they saw the terrifying strength displayed by Wang Teng, the huge foundation and team he had accumulated in a short period of time, and his sincerity.
"We are ashamed that the Holy Son of Eternal Life treats each other so sincerely. If His Highness the Holy Son does not dislike us, we are willing to follow the Holy Son and will never abandon each other!"
Some people expressed their opinions on the spot and were moved by Wang Teng's sincerity and the beautiful blueprint he had outlined.
After someone took the lead to take a stand, others immediately bowed their heads and expressed their willingness to follow.
However, some people still expressed hesitation.
"May I ask the Holy Son of Immortality, do you really mean what you said just now that you are willing to let us go?"
Someone asked. Although Wang Teng's sincerity made him feel quite brave, but at this moment, after experiencing the death of Xiang Weiwei, their followers could not control their own life and death. At this moment, they were a little discouraged and wanted to do this.
Get out of this cruel battle for the Son of God.
"Damn it, His Royal Highness the Holy Son invites you so sincerely, and you still want to leave!?"
A follower behind Wang Teng cursed.
"Hey! Elder Mo Yue, we must treat people with sincerity and convince them with virtue. Since this old man doesn't like this holy son and wants to leave, this is his freedom, so don't say anything."
Wang Teng pretended to scold.
The man quickly explained: "Don't misunderstand the Holy Son of Immortality. I don't despise the Holy Son of Immortality. I'm just a little discouraged and unwilling to participate in the battle for the Son of God anymore..."
Wang Teng waved his hand and said: "Don't be nervous, Your Excellency. I have always made it difficult to follow my words. Now that I have said that I can stay or go as I wish, I will definitely not hinder you anymore. Since you want to withdraw from the battle for the Son of God, I will not force you."
"
The man hesitated slightly, a little unsure of the truth of Wang Teng's words. When he killed Xiang Weiyi, this guy was clearly decisive and unparalleled in his killing power, but now he was so gentle and enthusiastic, and he was actually willing to let him go?
You're not going to turn around and kill me, are you?!