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Chapter 582: Treasure Devouring Demon Qi

Chapter 582: Treasure Devouring Demonic Qi

As for the Nascent Souls of the two, Wang Teng had no intention of keeping them, and directly used the power of the golden divine light to secretly crush them, leaving only two sets of fairly good Nascent Soul magic weapons.

"What?" The remaining Sword Demon Sect cultivators couldn't believe the fact before them. Two cultivators at the third level of Nascent Soul were killed by Wang Teng at once, without even the ability to resist.

This is so unbelievable that it is rarely heard of in the Heavenly Emperor Realm. Even though Fairy Lan Yue, who has a body of ice jade and is a peerless genius of this level, can kill a third-level Nascent Soul cultivator, it is definitely not that easy.

More importantly, Fairy Lan Yue has already entered the realm of Nascent Soul, while Wang Teng is still in the realm of Peilian. Although there is only one step between the two, the gap is huge.

"It's that seventh-grade spiritual weapon. It must be the power of the spiritual weapon that makes him so terrifying." The rough young man from the Sword Demon Sect said with a gloomy expression. A perfect seventh-grade spiritual weapon can only be found by masters of the God Refining Realm.

Only then can you exert your full strength.

However, even if you are not a cultivator in the God Refining Realm, you can exert part of the power of the seventh-grade spiritual weapon, and it is not difficult to kill a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, so everyone attributes Wang Teng's power to this

On top of the seventh-grade spiritual weapon.

What makes them strange is that Wang Teng, a cultivator in the Lotus realm, would not be able to exert much power under normal circumstances even if he obtained a seventh-grade spiritual weapon, but Wang Teng did it.

"Okay, this time it's your turn to attack." After Wang Teng killed the two cultivators, he faced the rough young man with a battle ax in his hand, his expression unwavering, as if everything was under his control.

"Bastard, don't underestimate us. You have this fighting power only by relying on the seventh-grade spiritual weapon in your hand. Let me seal your seventh-grade spiritual weapon and see what you are capable of." Although the rough young man

He saw Wang Teng's power, but he had no intention of backing down because he still had his trump card to show off.

"Whoosh!" A jet-black scroll flew out of the rugged young man's body and floated above his head. The aura emanating from it was very strange and terrifying.

"Wind and Fire Demonic Sword." A vast force surged out from the rough young man's body, turned into balls of wind and fire, and condensed into a gorgeous piece of armor on his body. In addition, there was also an appearance in front of him.

He took out a wind-fire demon sword, spun it wildly, and slashed towards Wang Teng.

The cultivation level of this rough young man is at the fourth level of Nascent Soul. It is indeed not comparable to that of the previous group of cultivators. He is extremely terrifying when he makes a move. If it were Wang Teng not long ago, he would not dare to do it even with a battle ax in his hand.

Just hardwire it.

But now, his strength has improved several times compared to before. Not only has he broken into the ninth level of Peilian, but he has also matured the three Dao fruits in his body, so he has absolute confidence that he can take the opponent's blow.

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The power of rolling thunder and lightning continued to flow out, turning into pure lightning and lingering on the purple gold battle axe. The thunder and lightning texture on the entire battle ax suddenly came to life, swimming continuously on the axe. In an instant,

The size of the battle ax changed to about five feet long, and it faced the opponent's wind-fire demon sword with a force that destroyed the world.

There was a loud "boom", and the whole sky trembled. Wang Teng's battle ax collided with the Wind and Fire Demon Sword, without falling into the wind at all. In the end, it even split huge cracks in it, and at any time

There is a possibility of it falling apart.

"King Thunder, you are dead." The rough young man was startled at first, and then a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. A jade-colored scroll suddenly fell from the sky, casting thousands of dark lights, covering the king.

On Teng's battle axe.

Wang Teng frowned and felt that the battle ax in his hand was wrapped with strange demonic energy. If he didn't let go, he would definitely be invaded by these demonic energies and enter his body. Even if he could barely resist these demonic energies, he would not be able to exert himself.

Uncover the true power of the battle axe.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Thunder King, this is the treasure-eating demonic energy. It was refined by the strong men of our Sword Demon Sect, specifically to restrain the magic weapon. Without this seventh-grade spiritual weapon, what should you do? Die.

!" Without saying a word, the rough young man united with the remaining two Sword Demon Sect cultivators and launched a frantic attack on Wang Teng.

Wang Teng retreated violently, and did not hold the battle ax in his hand, but temporarily put it down. The terrifying power rushed in front of him in an instant, submerging his whole body. The Sword Demon Sect cultivators were one by one.

He sneered again and again, thinking that Wang Teng would definitely die this time. Without the seventh-grade spiritual weapon, Wang Teng was like a bird without wings, vulnerable to a blow.

The ruthless wind and fire sword, the golden giant sword containing cutting demonic energy, and the black devil fire of hell. Each seventh-level immortal spell can easily kill the cultivator of the Peilian realm. Wang Teng is trapped in it and cannot escape.

"I didn't expect that guy to have such a scroll on him. If my strength hadn't just improved, I would have really failed this time." At this moment, Wang Teng, who was surrounded by various violent forces, was not injured.

A tall phantom of the God of Thunder appeared behind him, firmly protecting him inside and blocking attacks from outside.

He sneered. The cultivators of the Sword Demon Sect thought that his power was due to his seventh-grade spiritual weapon. In fact, they were completely wrong. Although there were not many purple-gold battle axes, if it weren't for Wang Teng's powerful strength,

, unable to exert much power at all.

Therefore, the rough young man thought that he could easily kill Wang Teng by containing Wang Teng's seventh-grade spiritual weapon. It was a wrong idea. Sometimes, once you make a wrong step, you will never have the chance to look back.

"I'll break all the seventh-level immortal magic." After a moment, Wang Teng urged the thunder god behind him to move the War Emperor's holy body to the extreme, and he waved huge thunder fists forward one after another.

"Papa papa" wherever the fist passed, the void continued to shatter, and thick cracks appeared on the terrifying wind and fire sword, and finally collapsed completely. As for the attacks of the other two cultivators, they were even more vulnerable.

It was easily shattered by fists.

"What? Impossible!" Seeing Wang Teng's figure appearing, erupting with horrifying fighting power, the three rough young men were completely stunned, some of them couldn't believe the facts in front of them. Why did Wang Teng not have the seventh-grade spiritual weapon?

If he still has such strength, is he still a human being?

"In this world, it is indeed easy for people to fall into corruption by relying on the power of external objects. Unfortunately, I am not that kind of person." Wang Teng chuckled, and with a flash of his body, he rushed towards a Sword Demon Sect cultivator.

In panic, the cultivator unleashed a large amount of hellish demonic fire, but Wang Teng showed no scruples. His fist seemed to be able to break everything, and he smashed it forward. With a pop, the hellish demonic fire dissipated, and the man

The cultivator could not avoid it at all, and his body was torn apart in an instant.

"Monster, he is not a human, run away." Another Sword Demon Sect cultivator had been scared away by Wang Teng and backed away with a look of horror on his face, trying to escape from this place.

"Since you're here, please stay with me." Unexpectedly, a huge Thunder God's hand suddenly fell from the sky, holding the cultivator inside, and the terrifying force crushed him into pieces.

Blood mist.

"Thunder King, you..., who are you?" The rugged young man's expression turned extremely ugly at this moment, and he had completely lost the domineering and self-confidence he had before. Although his cultivation level was much higher than Wang Teng's, he didn't have any at this moment.

Any chance of dealing with him.

What is most difficult for the rough young man to figure out is that a peerless genius like Xiang Wang Teng should already be very famous in the world of the Emperor of Heaven, but why has he never even heard of him? If he knew what kind of existence he was

, they will definitely not take action against him.

"You don't need to know this, you just need to know that I am the one who killed you." Wang Teng's voice was loud, and he walked towards the rough young man step by step, with purple lightning bursting out of his eyes.

"It's not that easy to kill me, the Wind and Fire Escape Technique." The rough young man was not too stupid. He knew that there was no benefit in fighting Wang Teng, so he chose to escape, leaving Qingshan without worrying about having no firewood.

Fengqing and fiery red divine lights bloomed from Wang Teng's body, wrapping the rough young man inside, and flew into the distance with a whoosh, the speed was unbelievable. Let alone the cultivator of the Peilian realm, even the Yuan

A cultivator in the mid-infancy stage will have to waste a lot of effort if he wants to catch up with him.

Wang Teng did not rush to catch up, but sneered, held the purple gold battle ax that was haunted by the devil's energy in his hand, and smashed the two Sword Demon Sect cultivators' Nascent Soul magic weapon away.

His figure flashed and he chased forward.

"Pap tap tap!" On the purple gold battle ax, the layers of demonic energy continued to disappear, penetrated into Wang Teng's body, and were completely absorbed by the black picture.

Thousands of miles away, the rough young man let out a long breath, still a little frightened, and said viciously in his heart: "I didn't expect that Thunder King was so powerful. I can't suppress him with my current strength, but my Sword Demon Sect

There must be someone among the other masters who can deal with him. Such a dangerous existence cannot allow him to continue to live.

"You run really fast." But at this moment, a black figure suddenly burst out of the air and stood in front of the rugged young man. A purple and gold battle ax in his hand exuded a terrifying and sharp aura.

"Ah!" The rugged young man suddenly stopped, his eyes almost jumped out of his sockets in fear, and his hair stood up straight. His lips trembled, and he wanted to say something but couldn't for a moment.


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