Boom, boom, boom! The starry sky was silent, only the sound of majestic sword energy, raging, and madness high in the sky could be heard.
It lasted for about ten minutes before the light gradually dimmed.
Brush brush brush.
At that moment, all eyes turned to the center, but when they saw the scene there, they couldn't help but feel a chill running down their spines.
All I could see was that the void there was already riddled with holes, like the ground, with large holes appearing one after another. There were also some terrifying cracks in the dimensional space that were very sharp and could kill people or even gods.
Tear people into it and exile them from the dimensional space.
In the ruins of space debris, Qian Jun was lying there like a pile of mud, with blood all over his body, his bones exposed, out of breath, and dying.
The blood in the mouth and the foam in the internal organs kept spraying out like a small fountain, and the scene looked terrible.
Gu! Seeing that the dignified elder of the Zhuque Sect was injured like this, many people couldn't help but swallow saliva, and their eyes were like dead fish eyes.
This is so scary.
If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, anyone would think that Qian Jun was already a corpse.
As for the elders of the Vermilion Bird Sect, they are like a shining identity. Generally, as long as they appear, they will be in awe.
But under their noses, being beaten to such a state of near-death by a strong young man from the God Realm really challenges people's imagination.
"Elder..." The silence lasted for a long time. The disciples of the Vermillion Bird Sect finally reacted and rushed forward one by one, looking sad and angry.
Elder Qian Jun met such a miserable end, and it felt like Wang Teng was slapping their Suzaku Sect in the face.
As expected of them, they were disciples of the Suzaku Sect and were wealthy. After taking some healing elixirs to Elder Qian Jun, each of them placed their palms on Elder Qian Jun's body, injecting a large amount of energy, and finally Qian Jun's injuries were healed.
He has improved a lot and his face has become slightly rosy.
He stood up again, but there was still a sense of weakness between his brows. He stared at Wang Teng with a look like a poisonous snake, and said ferociously: "Wang Teng, you..." Obviously, in his opinion,
It was also very embarrassing for him to be defeated at the hands of Wang Teng.
But there was no way, Wang Teng was indeed too strong, and he had a hunch that even if he did it again, he would probably end up like this.
Moreover, fortunately, his realm is higher than that of Wang Teng, otherwise his current fate is likely to be dead.
He couldn't help but feel a shadow of Wang Teng in his heart.
"What am I? If you don't get out of here, if you dare to be nagging again, you will become a dead soul under my sword."
Wang Teng calmly stared at Qian Jun, who had recovered a little, with a sneer on his lips. He casually waved the God-Destroying Sword in his hand, emitting terrifying rays of light that cut through the void, and said.
Qian Jun shrank his neck and looked at the rusty God-Destroying Sword in Wang Teng's hand, feeling a little scared in his heart.
The feeling of this knife is really terrible, like a knife of death. Once used, the sword energy is like a rainbow, and the fighting spirit is overwhelming, which is impossible to compete with.
But if he just retreats, wouldn't the Suzaku Sect's face be completely lost?
At that moment, he couldn't help but clenched his teeth. Finally, he seemed to have thought of something, and smiled a little ferociously, saying: "Wang Teng, you underestimate my Suzaku Sect. The strength of the Suzaku Sect is far beyond your ability."
As for the speculation, Elder Mo, I will leave this person to you."
After saying that, he turned around, bowed to a simple sedan placed at the end of the team, and said.
"Uh... There are actually elders from the Vermillion Bird Sect coming?"
Hearing Qian Jun's words, many people couldn't help but be stunned and slightly shocked. For Qian Jun to treat him with such respect, this person named Elder Mo must be no small matter.
At that moment, everyone's eyes suddenly shifted and looked towards the back of the team.
All I could see was that there was indeed a sedan there, carried by four people dressed as slaves. It looked very ordinary and not luxurious.
No one noticed it before.
At this moment, they were worried when they wanted to investigate.
They felt that there was a very terrifying aura dormant inside the sedan, like a sleeping giant beast, which made them slightly awe-inspiring.
Wang Teng narrowed his eyes and stared at the sedan with a somewhat solemn expression. He could also sense that the people in the sedan were very unusual.
Although it did not appear, it revealed an aura that suppressed all directions. This was far from the magnanimity possessed by ordinary strong men.
"Haha, I didn't expect that in this world of gods, such a young and powerful person could appear. Even Qian Jun can't solve it. It's really surprising."
Under the gaze of countless curious eyes, there was silence for a moment in the simple sedan, and then a hoarse laughter came out.
Then an old palm slowly stretched out, opened the sedan curtain, and then an old man with a slightly stooped figure and a gray face walked out.
The old man was dressed in rough linen clothes, with no sense of dignity at all. His body was not tall, and his face was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum.
There was an aura of decay all over his body, as if his life was short and he was about to die.
But as soon as it appeared, the entire starry sky became quiet.
Countless people's heads felt as if they were being held by a big hand, and they felt that their breathing was not smooth, and they were very shocked.
This momentum is indeed a bit scary.
Wang Teng frowned. This old man's aura was indeed very strong. He couldn't see through it at all. Compared to Qian Jun, he was definitely much more powerful. It seemed that even the same elders were divided into three, six or nine levels, and Qian Jun was only the lowest.
, this old man is one of the top ones.
"Be careful, it seems that the "big man" who wants to devour An's living creatures is named Mo."
At this time, the old master of Tianxing Wu Palace frowned and pondered for a long time before his voice turned into a thin line and reached Wang Teng's ears.
"Last name is Mo?"
A flash of lightning flashed in Wang Teng's mind. Could this be the old ghost?
At that moment, Wang Teng took another look at Elder Mo, and indeed found that the death energy on his body was very strong. According to Shou Yuan, he should have been dead long ago.
But there was an external vitality that suppressed the death a lot, allowing it to continue to survive.
In other words, it was through devouring the essence, blood, and flesh of many young people in the Tianxing Martial Palace that he could survive longer.
However, this is only treating the symptoms and not the root cause.
If he wants to live a truly effective life for a long time, Ansheng's longevity body is indeed the only way to do it. No wonder he is so concerned about Ansheng.
"Haha, you must have guessed my identity. Yes, I am indeed the one behind An Sheng's arrest."
