"Poof!" Blood splashed, and the masters of the Black Demon Sect continued to fall one by one. Wherever Wang Teng's Xuanjian battle body passed, those cultivators of the ninth level of Peilian had no power to resist. The gap between the two
It's really too big.
Within a moment, most of the twenty elite masters of the Black Demon Sect were killed or injured, as if they were facing a powerful Nascent Soul Realm master. This really tested the nerves of the onlookers. You must know that the Black Demon Sect is huge.
The masters from the Wuba sect are not easy to mess with. If these twenty people join forces, they will definitely be afraid of some Nascent Soul realm masters.
But at this moment, they were beaten by a cultivator at the seventh level of Peilian, unable to fight back.
"You can't do it, let us come, the Great Demonic Thunder Sword Formation." Just when the cultivators of the Black Demon Sect were defeated, the twenty or so masters of the Sword Demon Sect on the side took action together. Originally, the Black Demon Sect and the Sword Demon Sect were
As these two teams serve as vanguards, they are very confident that they can capture Wang Teng.
But to their surprise, Wang Teng's cultivation improved so much in one day, as if he had become an invincible being.
Each of the twenty or so Sword Demon Sect masters was no weaker than the Black Dragon. The demon swords they were carrying were unsheathed at this moment, making harsh sword sounds. Rolling demonic energy surged out from the bodies of the Sword Demon Sect cultivators,
There were actually streaks of purple electric light flashing inside.
This is a terrible energy in the world, a thunderous demonic energy, which is extremely powerful. The billowing demonic energy quickly condensed into a huge formation, submerging all the demonic swords in it. Everyone saw one after another
The giant sword, wrapped with magic thunder all over its body, rose up from the formation and roared towards Wang Teng with the force of thunder.
"What a powerful formation. The seventh-level immortal method is nothing more than that." "Can the prince block it this time?" "So what if he can block it? Can he defeat Gu Luo? Gu Luo now is different from a few months ago.
It is no longer the same. He has encountered another adventure in the special space. It is said that his cultivation is about to break through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul." "Yes! No matter how talented and powerful the prince is, it is very difficult to catch up with Gu Luo.
There was a huge gap between them from the beginning."
Wang Teng's mind became very peaceful at this moment, and the thunder swords in the sky were like illusions in his eyes. The fifty-foot divine sword wrapped around his body suddenly split apart and turned into four independent giant swords.
One is burning with flames, one is shining with golden light, one is earthy like a sacred stone, and the last one is made of countless wind dragons. These four giant swords rise into the sky and hover above Wang Teng's head, forming a
Square sword array.
"Rumble!" A huge sound resounded through the sky, and a bunch of thunder and lightning magic swords shrouded down, violently colliding with the square sword formation. The violent power spread out, forcing many cultivators to retreat and dare not
near.
"Ah!" The faces of the cultivators of the Sword Demon Sect were extremely sad. The four giant swords actually shattered the thunder sword, leaving huge gaps in the entire formation, and even shot at the cultivators of the Sword Demon Sect.
passed.
"Puff, puff, puff!" Nearly ten cultivators died under the giant sword, and the scene suddenly became silent. Whether it was the remaining cultivators from the Black Demon Sect or the Sword Demon Sect, they retreated one by one.
No one dares to get close to Wang Teng again.
Wang Teng stood in the void, without any fluctuation of power on his body. He looked like an ordinary human being. But in the eyes of everyone, he was as huge and majestic as an unclimbable sacred mountain, and people could never understand the depth.
"It's so scary. What happened? How could the prince become so powerful?" "He is completely different now from a few days ago. After his cultivation has improved by three realms, his strength has become so great."
"Except for masters of the Nascent Soul Realm, few people in the Peilian Realm can suppress him." After witnessing Wang Teng's methods with their own eyes, the cultivators who were watching were deeply shocked.
"Is it finally here?" Wang Teng's expression suddenly became solemn, and a vast and suffocating momentum came from a distance, and the wind and clouds changed colors at this moment.
"Gu Luo, it's Gu Luo, he's here." "Now there's something good to watch. Gu Luo has been chasing the prince for so long, and today he finally has an end." Sensing Gu Luo's aura, the onlookers Xiu
Everyone's face became excited.
The space trembled, and there was billowing demonic energy permeating the void not far in front of Wang Teng, turning into an unfathomable whirlpool. A figure slowly walked out of the whirlpool. He had not yet completely appeared in front of everyone.
A terrifying force enveloped Wang Teng.
It was a giant black hand covered with blood-red scales. Even if it was just a casual blow, it was as powerful as a seventh-level immortal spell, making Wang Teng feel great pressure.
"So strong, is this what Gu Luo is like? Sure enough, I can't fight against him." Wang Teng's expression changed slightly. Gu Luo was a genius. When Wang Teng was still a Qi practitioner, he had already reached the level of cultivation.
In the realm of the ninth level of lotus, the gap between the two is incomparable.
Wang Teng finally raised his cultivation level to the eighth level of Peilian, but Gu Luo went even higher. His cultivation level had reached at least the third level of Nascent Soul, or even higher. Therefore, the power of any of his moves is unimaginable.
, enough to make practitioners at the second level of Nascent Soul fearful.
"Break it for me." Even though the demonic hand was extremely powerful, Wang Teng still had no intention of backing down. Gu Luo could be said to be the strongest opponent he had encountered so far, so he did not dare to neglect at all and directly killed a person.
The black magic spear was taken out, and the Holy Body of the War Emperor reached its peak, urging the magic spear to face the bloody magic hand.
"Boom." There was a loud sound, like thousands of thunders moving together, shaking people's hearts and souls. The two forces collided fiercely, causing strong winds to rage everywhere within a radius of dozens of miles, causing pain to the skin of people.
"Gu Luo's cultivation, my God! This power is probably comparable to ours." The expressions of some mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators hiding in the dark changed greatly, and they were stunned by Gu Luo's power.
"A peerless genius is a peerless genius. Not only does this son have monstrous fighting power, but his cultivation is also progressing rapidly. He will soon be a powerful man who dominates the world of the Emperor of Heaven." "Although that prince is also powerful, after all, he is not as good as Gu Luo Xiu.
Because the difference is too big, you will definitely die this time."
The raging power finally dissipated in the air, and Gu Luo's figure was completely revealed. He had a heroic appearance, and he was dressed in a dark jade-colored battle robe without any wind. His whole body exuded a breathtaking aura of a king, as if he was born
A strong man, no one dares to be disobedient to him.
Gu Luo's face was expressionless, his eyes were staring straight ahead, and he stood motionless.
"Ahem!" Just when everyone thought that Wang Teng had been shattered into pieces under the hands of the bloody demon, a coughing sound was heard. Everyone looked horrified and saw Wang Teng's figure appear.
It's just that he looks a little embarrassed at the moment. His robes are in tatters, and there are wounds on them, with blood flowing out. In Wang Teng's right hand, he is still holding a black broken spear, exuding...
It shines with a dim light, and you can tell it is a magic weapon at a glance.
"Blocked, my God! The prince actually blocked the blow just now." "That is a seventh-level spiritual weapon, definitely a seventh-level spiritual weapon. Although it is broken, it is a legacy from ancient times and has infinite power."
"Is this the prince's background? But even with the help of this seventh-level spiritual weapon, if the prince does not have enough power, he will not be able to play much role." "A peerless genius, if this prince can grow up, he will definitely be another great one.
A peerless genius belonging to Gu Luo."
"Gu Luo, it seems that you are nothing more than this. If my cultivation level were not lower than yours, I would kill you like a butchered dog." As soon as Wang Tengcai appeared, he uttered a shocking and arrogant statement that made the faces of all the cultivators change drastically.
.
A trace of anger flashed across Gu Luo's expressionless face, but he was also very surprised by Wang Teng's power. In the world, there were very few cultivators in the Peilian realm who could survive the move he just made. Wang
Teng is one of them.
"Do you think that if you say this, I will lower my cultivation level to fight you? That's wrong. I have only one purpose here today, which is to kill you and prevent anything from happening. So, you can go and die.
." Gu Luo finally spoke, his voice was cold and contained terrible murderous intent, which made people feel numb.
The Demon Sect is the Demon Sect. When doing things, Gu Luo only seeks results, not the process. Even if his cultivation level is much higher than that of Wang Teng, he doesn't care about other people's opinions. He just wants to kill Wang Teng to avenge Gu Yuan.
Wang Teng's brows furrowed again. He clearly felt that the power surging out of Gu Luo's body was several times stronger than before. The true strength of Gu Luo was unfathomable. If it were to be used to the extreme, Wang Teng would probably want to
Escape is difficult.
Without any hesitation, Wang Teng suddenly raised his cultivation level to the eighth level of Peilian. This was his true peak power, and the tyrannical aura he exuded made some Yuanying realm masters change their colors.
"Eighth level of Peilian..." "This is not true! The prince actually rose to the fourth level all of a sudden." "Could it be that his previous cultivation levels were all fake, and he has been hiding them." "Even if it is Peilian.
Ren Yazi, there is no way to save yourself this time, Gu Luo is going to take action."
Whether it was the Nascent Soul cultivators watching secretly or the genius disciples of the major forces, they all held their breath at this time, deeply attracted by the battle between Wang Teng and Gu Luo.
"Death!" After Gu Luo uttered one word expressionlessly, a three-headed demon dog with black flames burning all over his body rushed out from behind him. Its body was over a hundred feet long, and it rushed towards Wang Teng like lightning.