"The prison-suppressing power of the divine elephant." Wang Teng shouted, releasing his blood and energy, covering the nine heavens, and the shadow of the ancient divine elephant appeared behind him, blessing his body.
Suddenly, his body seemed to have achieved some kind of eternal state, and the two levels of rotation did not tear him apart.
The young man in black shirt was a little surprised. He never thought that Wang Teng's divine elephant's prison-suppressing power was so powerful.
Then, he was completely angered. He gritted his teeth and spit out a mouthful of blood, which he sprayed on the heavy sword. The heavy sword immediately emitted a dazzling light and stabbed towards his chest.
Now the power exerted by the heavy sword is much more powerful, and the space is broken in a large area.
Whoosh!
However, a bright moon appeared under Wang Teng's feet, and he used the Divine Speed Moon Step to dodge the sword as if to control time. The blow came behind the black-shirted boy, and struck the black man with a palm.
The boy's back.
The boy in black shirt changed color and couldn't react at all.
puff!
He immediately vomited blood, his body flew out, and his breath was weak.
Many people regret that, looking at this, the boy in black is going to lose.
"You are nothing more than that. You dare to come to me for revenge. You have to pay a price today." Wang Teng sneered, grabbed the arm of the young man in black, and tore it apart with all his strength. There was a stabbing sound, blood spurted out, and the young man in black let out a scream.
There was a shrill scream, and the arm was torn off.
Then Wang Teng kicked the black-shirted boy's pubic area, knocking a hole directly there. Essence overflowed, and the black-shirted boy's face turned as pale as paper.
His Dantian was actually destroyed by Wang Teng.
The leaders of countless races were frightened.
This move is too overbearing.
"You lost." Wang Teng said very forcefully, looking down at the young man in black shirt.
The young man in black shirt was biting his teeth so hard that they bled. He stared at Wang Teng, full of resentment.
He really lost and had nothing to say.
This battle will end much faster than everyone expected.
Countless people are in awe of Wang Teng. This gathering of hundreds of tribes has become a stage for Wang Teng to perform alone.
Coming from the world of gods and directly winning the championship is terrifying.
No matter how many years have passed, everyone will think of today.
"Congratulations, Wang Teng, the championship of this competition is yours." At this time, Deacon Hua also stood up and chuckled.
Wang Teng nodded to it.
At this point, the Hundred Tribes Conference has concluded successfully.
Wang Teng's fame has spread throughout the Southern Territory, and many restaurants, streets, and mountains are discussing this matter.
Many people regard Wang Teng as their idol.
Wang Teng got one hundred Divine Lord Pills. After taking them, his strength increased again, reaching the third level of Divine Lord Realm.
This made him smile excitedly. The feeling of becoming stronger in this state was very comfortable.
A month later, he, Deacon Hua and others set out for Dalei Mountain.
Big Thunder Mountain, seven thousand meters high, shrouded in clouds and mist, stands to the east of Nanyu City. The sky is filled with thunder and lightning and the clouds are dense, making it look a bit scary.
When Wang Teng came here, he felt a strong restriction that suppressed his strength slightly.
"There is a formation guarding the Big Thunder Mountain. Although you are qualified to enter it and realize the Tao, whether you can truly achieve your wish depends on your luck." Deacon Hua chuckled, pointed to a staircase, and said:
"Did you see the many wooden piles on the stairs? You have to break through the wooden piles to successfully reach the top of the mountain."
Wang Teng looked around and found that there was a human-shaped wooden stake there, which smelled of solidity.
He also sensed a mysterious flavor among the mutual organizations.
"I'll try." Wang Teng nodded and came to the stairs.
boom!
At this moment, a faint light emitted from the first human-shaped wooden pile, as if it was activated, and it punched Wang Teng hard.
Wang Teng was suddenly surprised and found that the space was blocked.
"The power of this wooden stake is so extraordinary." According to Wang Teng's estimation, ordinary people at the fifth level of the God Realm may not be able to catch it.
Boom!
Wang Teng punched out, and surging blood exploded in his body.
Then he was shaken back four steps by the powerful force, and a clear crack appeared on the wooden pile.
Many people watched the ceremony and gasped.
The power on the wooden stake requires someone at least in the middle stage of the fifth heaven of the Divine Realm to be able to compete head-on.
Even people like Lonely Tree, Jin Zun, and Mo Youqing don't dare to force themselves.
However, Wang Teng was not seriously injured and even cracked some wooden stakes. He was really strong.
In the past, no one who came to Dalei Mountain to realize Taoism could achieve this step.
Deacon Hua also smiled and nodded. He was very impressed by Wang Teng's body.
Wang Teng felt heavy in his heart. This was just the first wooden stake. It was so powerful. At a glance, there were countless wooden stakes on the stairs. Trying to break through them really felt like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.
Whoosh!
At that moment, Wang Teng used the Godly Speedy Moon Step, and his body turned into a stream of light and flew towards the top of the mountain. The brute force of the wooden stake was very strong, but he could avoid it.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The wooden stakes kept attacking him.
But he could never touch Wang Teng's body.
Many people watching were horrified. Looking at this, it is really possible for Wang Teng to survive.
Too simple.
Even Deacon Hua was a little envious of Wang Teng's body skills.
Buzz!
However, just when Wang Teng was about to reach the top of the mountain, three wooden stakes suddenly appeared on a row of stairs, lined up in a row, and attacked together.
The speed was very fast, covering all directions, and Wang Teng was almost unable to avoid it.
Wang Teng frowned slightly, and in the end he had no choice but to fight hard.
Boom!
He exhibited the puppet of the Lord of Butian Palace. During this period, he had trained the puppet again. Now the puppet's power and body have become stronger.
Even when facing someone who is at the fifth level of the Divine Realm, he is completely worthy.
"That's the Master of Butian Palace..." Countless people's scalps went numb. Isn't he already dead?
How could he come out and help Wang Teng?
"This guy actually made a puppet from the body of the Lord of Butian Palace." Some clan leaders exclaimed with glaring eyes.
hiss!
Countless people gasped, how brave this is.
If the Lord of Butian Palace had even the slightest bit of consciousness, Wang Teng would almost certainly die.
After all, this is a peak-level strongman.
when!
A loud noise spread, and the puppet of the Lord of Butian Palace swallowed up the mountains and rivers with anger and knocked away the two wooden stakes.
Wang Teng relied on the Dark King Body to knock back a wooden pile.
Like the god of war, he is unstoppable and reaches the final stage.
Here, there is a golden wooden stake standing like a god, sitting cross-legged on the throne, looking down at Wang Teng.
"Junior, you can't get past me, get out of here."
The golden wooden stake actually spoke, with a loud voice.
Wang Teng's expression changed. Isn't this wooden pile a dead thing? How can it speak?
"It seems that the wooden stake is made with a special technique. This golden wooden stake is relatively strong and can speak." Wang Teng said to himself.
