"Is there anyone else who challenges?" Wang Teng looked around and said indifferently.
After Qingyang's physical body was reorganized, although he was full of unwillingness, he could only retreat silently.
"I'll come..." The South China Sea is indeed a blessed land of immortals. There are countless crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and then another man in black flew out.
This is also an immortal-level genius who became famous in the South China Sea decades ago. His power is not as powerful as Qingyang, but even more powerful.
His weapon is a black ancient cauldron with a dragon tattooed on it, which is lifelike. When he swings it, dragons will roar into the sky at every turn.
Unfortunately, Wang Teng has been promoted to the third level of the ancestral realm. I am invincible in the nine-phase world. The man in black is still not good. After a hundred moves, Wang Teng's nine-phase world swallowed the black cauldron. Wang Teng's aura increased again.
Some.
This time it is far from jumping to the next level.
After all, merging weapons to practice physical skills is wonderful, but you have to swallow more and more powerful magic weapons to increase your strength.
This black cauldron is of the same level as the Eight Swords. If he wants to reach the fourth heaven from the third heaven, Wang Teng must swallow at least five pieces.
"This kid is a freak. He is swallowing other people's weapons to strengthen himself." Many people were outraged.
The weirdness of Wang Teng's nine-phase world is so scary.
Some elders in the major immortal sects lamented that after the Fusion of Soldiers and Physical Training skills appeared in the South China Sea, it caused a bloody storm, but now it has been obtained by Wang Teng. The other party is very lucky.
When Wang Teng knocked the man in black away with one punch, the entire audience was silent, and no one dared to challenge him.
He defeated the three geniuses of Situ Xia, Qingyang and the man in black one after another. Not only was he not injured, he became stronger and stronger. His record was brilliant and he entered the top five. Obviously there was no problem.
"In three days, you will come here to gather. At that time, our major immortal sects will join forces and summon Penglai Immortal Island." The abbot of this meeting was Master Cangzhen of Wuliang Palace. He stared at Wang Teng with a somewhat unkind tone.
"Thank you." Wang Teng just smiled lightly and left with Miao Lao and others.
The next day, Wu Qingcheng and Miao Lao returned to Miao Miao Peak again, while Wang Teng and Qing Lu stayed in Shenlong City.
The Immortal Sect Conference is still being held, and it's like a raging fire. There are so many people participating this time that it will take three days.
After breakfast, Wang Teng drove the green donkey out of Shenlong City and flew towards the east. He was going to see Ziyue.
Wuliang Palace is located in the east of the South China Sea. This is an immortal sect with a very long heritage. Its ancestor, Jingye Wuliang Tianzun, is a famous Taoist figure who has shocked the past and the present.
Among the many immortal sects in the entire South China Sea, the status of Wuliang Palace is almost that of Mount Tai and Beidou.
This is Wang Teng's goal.
Ahead, on the open sea, a continent-like island appears. The island has mountains, lush vegetation, steaming clouds, and fairy mist, giving it a peaceful atmosphere.
The huge Xianmen base is located in it, like a huge gem, shining all over.
There are palaces, dotted lakes, spiritual cliffs standing side by side, rare birds and animals, and some people shining their own light and flying between the mountains, giving off a strong fairy atmosphere.
"Who is coming to my Infinite Palace?"
Just when Wang Teng and Qing Lu arrived at the mountain gate of Wuliang Palace, a flying man with a sword descended from the sky. His whole body was surrounded by a layer of glow, like a god from heaven descending to earth, untainted by any mundane atmosphere.
"Excuse me, Wang Teng is here to ask to see Ziyue." Wang Teng said calmly.
"Wang Teng?" The young man was surprised. Wang Teng made a big splash at the Immortal Sect Conference yesterday and won the top five spot. The news has spread throughout the South China Sea.
"You are so brave, how dare you come here." At this moment, a big bell flew from the mountain, covered in gold.
From the big clock, a man walked out, it was Situ Xia who was defeated by Wang Teng yesterday.
Soon, a group of people flew out of Wuliang Palace. Wu Lingkong, Liu Yan, Yu Wenfeng and other people related to Wang Teng were all present.
"Junior sister Ziyue is in retreat. If you want to see him, there is no way. If you dare to come to my Wuliang Palace today, you will be taught an unforgettable lesson." Situ Xia said solemnly.
Wu Lingkong, Liu Yan, and Yu Wenfeng also stared at Wang Teng with unkind expressions.
"Are you still going to attack me?" Wang Teng said calmly.
"It's only natural to attack you. Don't you have enough ties with us at Wuliang Palace? Junior brothers and sisters, come together and take down this kid." Situ Xia shouted fiercely and rushed over at the head of the team.
Wu Lingkong, Liu Yan, Yu Wenfeng and other disciples from Wuliang Palace all flew over, like a tsunami.
Magical weapons came one after another across the void, causing the sky to change color and the sea thousands of miles away to boil.
"Humph, it's just you?" Wang Teng snorted heavily, feeling chilled in his heart. He came to Wuliang Palace and was unwilling to take action.
Boom!
Wang Teng's whole body was filled with golden light, and a huge Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram emerged, covering the sky. The magic weapons that filled the sky were immediately put away, and they disappeared without a trace, like a sea of mud cows.
In an instant, those magic weapons entered Wang Teng's body and were frantically refined by the Nine Phase World, turning them into energy bodies. The brilliance in Wang Teng's body flashed, and his aura became stronger, and he was one step closer to the fourth level of the ancestral realm.
"Wang Teng, where is my magic weapon?" Situ Xia was immediately dumbfounded and yelled crazily.
The Imperial Divine Bell, which he was so proud of, lost contact.
"It has become a part of my body. It is worthy of being the Emperor's Divine Bell. It has a lot of energy." Wang Teng said with a smile.
He is now only a hair away from the fourth level of the ancestral realm.
This is all thanks to the Huangtian Divine Bell.
Situ Xia's eyes were red, and he was heartbroken. The Emperor's Divine Bell was his most important treasure. With this object, he had defeated countless geniuses in the South China Sea.
It can be said that without the Emperor Tianzhong, he would not be as glorious as he is now. Just being devoured and refined by Wang Teng made his heart bleed.
"Ah, Wang Teng, I will fight you until death today!" Situ Xia looked up to the sky and roared wildly, like a madman, and rushed towards him.
Bang! However, the result was tragic. Wang Teng had a cruel look on his face and punched Situ Xia directly into the air, piercing the sky like a ball and collapsing a mountain peak a hundred miles away.
Now Wang Teng's strength, ordinary immortal-level talent, is nothing in his eyes.
"Everyone, get out of my way!" Wang Teng strode forward, his black hair dancing wildly, as if he was approaching.
Wu Lingkong, Liu Yan, and Yu Wenfeng were all frightened and trembling. They felt that Wang Teng was like a demon. They cast a huge shadow on him in their hearts and did not dare to stop him.
"Wang Teng, this is my Infinite Palace. If you dare to mess around, do you think that no one in my Infinite Palace will punish you?" Yu Wenfeng swallowed and said to himself. Two years ago, the opponent's realm was similar to his, but now
The gap was too big, and he was like an ant in front of a giant dragon, only trembling.
