Wang Teng took a deep breath and asked these creatures in the wasteland if they were willing to go to the outside world with them.
Upon hearing Wang Teng's words, all the creatures in the wasteland suddenly became excited.
The vast majority of wasteland creatures expressed their willingness to follow Wang Teng to the outside world, but there were also some people who were reluctant to leave their homeland.
"We are just leaving temporarily. One day in the future, when you are strong enough to protect this place, you can come back at any time."
Wang Teng said.
"Take these young people with you? We are already old and don't have much time left to live, so we won't go out and make trouble."
Some old people shook their heads and said that they were willing to stay in their hometown.
Seeing that they were resolute, Wang Teng stopped trying to persuade them.
There was a divine rainbow speeding in the distance, and Tang Yue also rushed to the Sword Forging City.
"I just sensed a fighting movement here. What happened?"
Tang Yue came at a gallop, and immediately noticed these three huge warships in mid-air, and couldn't help but be moved.
"There are outside creatures that broke into the wasteland and have been killed by us."
Wang Teng said.
"This big mausoleum..."
Tang Yue noticed the messy mausoleum below.
Wang Teng said nothing, flew off the warship, and landed in the mausoleum.
"After we leave, if there are any more outside creatures here, the many ghost spirits in this mausoleum may still suffer."
In the void, a gloomy aura surged, and the three ghost generals from the Star Martial Academy also came with the Yin soldiers and spoke.
Wang Teng was silent for a long time, and then said in a concentrated voice: "I will take many creatures of the wasteland to the outside world, continue the legacy of the wasteland, and strengthen the bloodline of the wasteland."
"The saints are sleeping, but the inheritance is immortal and the will is immortal! As the spiritual treasure warriors of the saints, you are the continuation of their lives. Do you want to sleep here forever, or follow me to the outside world, continue the will of the saints, and follow
Let's grow the wasteland together and create an immortal dynasty of gods?"
All the wasteland creatures around were surprised, wondering who Wang Teng was talking to.
It was quiet in the mausoleum.
Wang Teng saw this and said no more. He called Zhou Song, and with him, they set up numerous formations in the mausoleum to protect the mausoleum so that after they left, no outside creatures would come here and disturb the mausoleum.
The sleeping of many heroic spirits in Daling.
There are large formations one after another covering the entire Daling. There are large defensive formations, shocking killing formations, and even various phantom formations.
With Wang Teng's current cultivation level, the formations he can deploy are far better than before. The killing formations he can arrange can probably kill even a strong person in the saint realm.
And with so many large formations overlapping together, the power becomes even more terrifying.
Wang Teng and Zhou Song spent half a month setting up hundreds of major formations in the mausoleum. Each major formation was extremely powerful, and then they stopped.
However, just when Wang Teng turned around to leave.
Suddenly, the large tombs in the large mausoleum shook.
Then, a mouthful of magical weapons broke out of the ground and rushed out.
Behind Wang Teng, countless powerful magic weapons and soldiers soared into the air, letting out long chants and shocking countless people.
These magical weapons and warriors all have amazing spirituality. Not only are there king warriors from the ten major sects, but there are also holy warriors mastered by God King Haoxuan and others!
Everyone else around looked at this scene in shock. Countless magical weapons and soldiers were floating in the air, surrounding Wang Teng, blooming with blazing light, extremely gorgeous.
The weapon spirits among those magic weapons and soldiers bloomed with terrifying fighting intent. Those terrifying fighting intentions were like balls of blazing flames.
Countless soldiers buzzed and chanted!
They will inherit their master's will and rush out of this wasteland!
"Okay, if that's the case, then come with me to create an immortal dynasty of gods!"
Wang Teng's eyes suddenly burst out with a blazing light, and a smile appeared on his face. He rolled up his sleeves and said with great pride.
Countless streams of light flew towards him, and the countless spiritual treasure warriors rushed towards Wang Teng like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, turned into streaks of light, and were collected by Wang Teng into the stored magic weapon.
"Create an immortal dynasty!"
"Create an immortal dynasty!"
All around, when the wasteland creatures saw this scene, they all roared, their eyes burning with blazing flames, and endless fighting spirit surging up.
Even the magic weapons of the saints and the spiritual treasures and warriors of the powerful men from various major sects all recognized Wang Teng and were willing to follow Wang Teng to the outside world. This spectacular scene undoubtedly increased Wang Teng's prestige.
Suddenly, everyone was shouting and the crowd was excited.
One voice after another echoed in all directions.
this moment.
The entire wasteland was surging with wind and clouds, and the thin spiritual energy of heaven and earth, not attracted by any magical powers or formations, condensed towards the place where Wang Teng was.
Inexplicably, Wang Teng seemed to feel an inexplicable aura pouring into his body.
Ye Wuchang and the others, as well as all the wasteland creatures, vaguely saw an extremely tall and majestic figure condensing behind Wang Teng.
That majestic figure, wearing an emperor's robe, looks majestic in all directions!
"Boom!"
The wasteland shook, and endless power of origin surged into Wang Teng's body. The ethereal power of destiny surrounded Wang Teng, becoming stronger and stronger!
If Wang Teng felt something, a strange color appeared in his eyes, and he vaguely felt that the luck of this wasteland seemed to be blessing him at this moment!
"The spirit of the wasteland gathered the destiny of the entire wasteland and blessed him. Is this... the son of destiny..."
Tang Yue's beautiful eyes flashed, thinking of the ancient legends that had been circulated in Xingwu Academy.
The Ninth Prince was also shocked, but there was no longer the jealousy in his eyes as before, and instead a smile appeared on his face.
"He is the true bearer of destiny..."
The Ninth Prince had a smile on his face and his eyes were sincere.
"With the luck of the wasteland, the earth spirit of the wasteland has chosen him. He will benefit from this, but at the same time, he will also take on the responsibility of revitalizing the wasteland."
"Going to the Shenhuang Continent to establish a sect, strengthen the inheritance of the wasteland, and finally revitalize the wasteland... This is a heavy responsibility!"
In the mind of the Ninth Prince, an old voice sounded, with shock, appreciation, and expectation in his tone.
"I believe he can afford it."
The Ninth Prince smiled.
Ye Wuchang and the others also had blazing eyes, and they couldn't help but look at each other, with surging fighting spirit and passionate fighting spirit in their eyes.
They didn't follow the wrong person.
"I look forward to the day when I will join you in the God Realm!"
Ye Wuchang murmured.
"I really want to go to the Shenhuang Continent right now and turn him upside down!"
Ye Qianzhong's eyes also shone.
Lingmu Sword Master, Jingzhe Sword Master and Zhou Song were all in great moods and excited.