There was a hint of shyness in their hearts. If they could be with Wang Teng, it would be a blessing for many women.
"Wang Teng, congratulations, the champion of the Tianji Shentai battle is yours."
The queen stood up and chuckled at Wang Teng.
Sure enough, she was right. This young man helped her a lot.
Wang Teng smiled at the queen and handed her over. It was the queen who he wanted to thank. If the queen hadn't given him this opportunity, he wouldn't have been able to get the opportunity of the Tianji Shentai.
.........The sun is shining brightly, and the scenery of Beihuaxian Mansion remains the same.
On this day, a young man flew back from the direction of Tianji Sea. He was tall, with a face as sharp as a knife, and deep eyes, giving off a sense of martial prowess.
It is Wang Teng.
After practicing on the Tianji Divine Platform for half a month, I rushed back.
Now his strength has reached the eighth level of the Great Emperor Realm.
It is only one step away from reaching the next level, "quasi-god".
However, the quasi-god is a large realm, and many people are stuck in it, unable to transcend. The vastness of the world is far beyond what normal people can imagine.
Wang Teng arrived at the Golden Mountains not long after.
Before he was punished into the Sea of Secrets, he gave the key to Nangong Peak to Xuan Xun, Ziyue, Qiangwei, Wu Qingcheng, Qinglu and others, and asked them to wait for him at Nangong Peak.
Nangong Peak is the Golden Mountain Range, a very famous cave heaven paradise. Many golden disciples are eager to practice.
Their strength will naturally increase rapidly here.
Not long after, Wang Teng arrived in front of Nangong Peak.
I saw that this mountain peak is seven or eight thousand meters above sea level. It is tall and majestic, towering into the sky. The vegetation in the mountain is dense, the grass and trees are spiritual, and all kinds of rare birds and animals can be seen in a peaceful atmosphere.
If you look carefully, you will see bursts of mist steaming out from the ground, making the entire mountain peak full of spiritual energy.
Wang Teng couldn't help but feel excited and a little happy.
He has not stayed here since Nangong Peak became his own.
He missed Qingcheng, Xuan Xun and others as they walked up a staircase with brisk steps.
"What are you doing? Why are you driving us away?"
As soon as Teng came to the top of the mountain, in front of a majestic palace, he heard the slightly angry voice of a young girl.
This is Ziyue's voice.
Wang Teng narrowed his eyes, could something have happened?
When he walked in and took a look, a look of anger suddenly appeared on his face.
"Why?"
A man in blue sneered: "Because you, a group of lowly people, are not worthy of living here. This is our Lord Nangongling's dojo."
He is twenty-seven or eighty years old, with a thin appearance, a pale face, and an air of sinisterness.
He is Liu Tian, who ranks sixty-fifth among the golden disciples and belongs to the Nangongling faction.
"Nangongling has already lost this place to brother Wang Teng. If you drive us out like this, aren't you afraid that brother Wang Teng will come back and settle the score with you?"
Ziyue shouted.
Many disciples of the Nangongling faction burst into laughter.
Liu Tiangeng's face was full of venom and he sneered: "You think too much, Wang Teng, you will never come back. Senior sister Dongfang Wei has sent Liu Hai and several junior brothers to Tianji Sea to chase him. He alone can kill him."
How could he be the opponent of Liu Hai and his junior brothers and sisters? I’m afraid they would have been buried in the sea long ago.”
"No...impossible..." Ziyue, Qiangwei, Xuan Xun, Wu Qingcheng, Qing Donkey's face changed drastically as if struck by lightning.
If Wang Teng dies, it will be a huge blow to them.
"Haha, you are a bunch of pitiful people. For the sake of your purple color, I will imprison you now and let us brothers have a good time and enjoy it, so that you can live for a while longer."
Liu Tian smiled lewdly.
Several other disciples also laughed.
Wang Teng's family members are all stunningly beautiful.
They have been coveting it for a long time.
The thought of enjoying it right away makes my heart feel unbearable.
"You bastards, I won't help you even if I die."
Xuan Xun gritted his teeth.
Wang Teng is their spiritual support, and they will not survive even if he dies.
At that moment, Xuan Xun broke away from a disciple and was about to hit a thick pillar on the side.
If you fall into the hands of these beasts, your fate will be worse than death.
"Huh, if you want to commit suicide, it's not that easy."
"You bastard, stop it!"
Boom! At this moment, an angry shout from a young man suddenly exploded here, like thousands of thunders rising from the ground.
Puff puff puff...those people were caught off guard, and they were all shocked to the point where their eardrums hemorrhaged, a mouthful of blood spurted out from their mouths, and they flew around in confusion.
He fell to the ground, wailing in pain.
Liu Tian's blood surged, he took a step back and hit a pillar hard, feeling very uncomfortable.
"Wang Teng, are you back?"
Xuan Xun opened her eyes and said in surprise.
Ziyue, Wu Qingcheng, Green Donkey, and Qiangwei were also overjoyed. In front of them, a young man descended like a god from heaven, landing down. He had a tall and majestic body, and his eyes were as cold as swords. It was Wang Teng.
Wang Teng's demeanor was extremely terrifying now, and there was a terrifying murderous aura in his eyes.
It is unforgivable for these people to dare to abuse his family like this.
He clenched his fists tighter and his body trembled slightly.
It was rare that he was so murderous.
"Wang Teng, you are not dead. How is this possible?"
Liu Tian said in shock.
Didn't Liu Hai and the others go to assassinate him?
Did you miss it?
His scalp was numb. It was very possible that a month had passed and they hadn't come back yet, so something might have really happened.
He wondered how Wang Teng did it. He couldn't defeat the five golden disciples no matter what.
"That's right, I didn't die, which made your wishes come true."
Wang Teng gritted his teeth and said with a serious smile: "Did Nangongling send you here?"
"It's good you know."
Liu Tian looked proud.
Although Wang Teng is now impressive, he has nothing to fear. He is a genius ranked sixty-fifth among the golden disciples, and his strength has reached the peak of the ninth level of the Great Emperor. Even if Wang Teng is not dead, he will not be able to make any waves in his hands.
