"Where is the treasure-eating demonic energy? How did you do it?" Seeing the purple gold battle ax return to Wang Teng's hands again, the rough young man's eyes showed a look of despair. Wang Teng was so terrifying without the battle axe, but with the battle axe,
If it's an ax, it really won't be a problem to kill him.
What frightened him the most was that Wang Teng's speed was so fast that even though he used the Wind and Fire Escape Technique, he was still caught up by him in the end.
"What kind of demonic energy is just a cloud in front of me." As soon as Wang Teng finished speaking, he held a battle ax and killed the rough young man.
"Wind and Fire Sword, Wind and Fire Demonic Sword..." The rough young man gritted his teeth and started to fight with all his strength. He launched a series of terrifying killing moves, one of which was a seventh-level immortal technique, and the other was his own magic weapon.
Wang Teng didn't pause at all. The battle ax in his hand suddenly swung down, colliding with the Wind Fire Battle Sword and the Wind Fire Demon Sword. Thousands of flames burst out. With a pop, the purple gold battle ax was like a sacred mountain, crushing everything, not only breaking
The rugged young man's killer move was missing, but it was still hanging over his head.
"King Thunder, you forced me. You are dead this time." The rough young man's expression suddenly became ferocious and crazy, and a shuddering power came out of his body.
At this moment, he had no choice and decided to blow himself up to kill Wang Teng.
The power of the body's self-destruction is extremely terrifying, and even cultivators at one or two levels higher may be killed or injured. Although Wang Teng is powerful, he is only a cultivator at the Peilian realm after all, and he has not even condensed the Nascent Soul.
As long as the physical body is destroyed, it is complete death.
But the rough young man is different. During the process of self-destruction, his Nascent Soul can escape. What will be lost is only his physical body, but Wang Teng will have to sacrifice his own life. The seventh-grade spiritual weapons and various treasures will also be his.
of.
"Papa papa!" The rough young man's body was cracking continuously, like a broken vase. From these cracks, dazzling fiery red and wind-green light continued to shine, which could blind the eyes of ordinary people.
Wang Teng's heart moved, and he was extremely wary of this power. He had a premonition of danger in his heart, but the power of his body's self-destruction was too fast. The next moment, the rough young man's body began to explode and turned into a mass of destruction.
The fire storm that destroyed the earth swept across hundreds of miles.
"Rumble!" The mountains at the feet were shattered one after another. Wherever the energy passed, vegetation was destroyed one after another. Everywhere was bare, and even the soil was burned to black. There was a mess everywhere.
The rough young man's Nascent Soul floated high in the sky, wearing pieces of thick Nascent Soul armor. He glanced around and couldn't help laughing arrogantly, saying: "I can't kill you this time, fight me, you
It’s still too tender.”
"Really?" A voice suddenly echoed in the rough young man's ears, scaring him so much that he almost flew into the sky. Wang Teng's figure appeared behind him at some point, with an arm still on him
on the shoulders.
"How is it possible? Why didn't you die?" The rough young man's scalp was numb, and his heart was completely desperate.
Wang Teng just smiled faintly. The power just now did pose a certain threat to him, but he controlled the Sky-Breaking Technique and was able to escape immediately, naturally safe and sound.
The rough young man was horrified, and he quickly tried to activate the power of the Nascent Soul magic weapon to break away from Wang Teng. However, a golden light penetrated into Wang Teng's palm, completely blocking the rough young man's Nascent Soul.
, unable to use any power at all.
"The Nascent Soul of the Wind Attribute is very good and can be used just right." Wang Teng probed the opponent's attributes and nodded with satisfaction. Before the rough young man had time to beg for mercy, Wang Teng's consciousness was shattered, leaving only the majestic
The power of Nascent Soul.
Wang Teng breathed a long sigh of relief. Too many things had happened in just a few days. First, he and Fairy Lan Yue met the people of the Red Dust Demon Sect, then they fought with the people of the Fire Tribe, and then they killed Yu Yu.
The cultivators of the Imperial Sect fought against the people of the Sword Demon Sect again this time.
Even though Wang Teng was in a very good state of mind, he was feeling a little exhausted physically and mentally at this time. Although he sensed a powerful force surging towards him from behind, he had no intention of entangled with them.
The most important thing now is not to kill people, but to confirm the situation of Saint Tiansu, so Wang Teng did not stop for a long time and flew towards the mountains ahead with all his strength. There were many dangerous places there. He wanted to get rid of the people who were following him.
Very easy.
Not long after Wang Teng left, figures appeared on the battlefield in front of them, but when they saw the messy scene within hundreds of miles, they were all shocked.
"This must have been caused by the self-destruction of the body of a master of the fourth level of Nascent Soul. Could it be done by a master of the Sword Demon Sect?" A handsome young man in white frowned slightly and said, it was Xuande of Tai Chi Sect.
"Could it be that they died together with the people from the Royal Sect? The Thunder King may have also been killed, and the magic weapons on his body were also taken away by the survivors." A middle-aged cultivator next to him touched his beard.
road.
"This is better. Those who survive must be very fragile. As long as we catch up with him, it will be easy to seize his treasures, and no one will hold him accountable." A smile appeared on the corner of Xuande's mouth.
"That aura hasn't gone far yet, let's pursue it." The middle-aged cultivator used his telepathic powers to catch the aura left by Wang Teng, and chased forward as fast as possible. Fierce places were rising one after another in front of him.
Xuande and others were extremely worried, but the more this happened, the more they felt that Wang Teng couldn't escape far. He would definitely not be fast under the obstruction of the fierce place.
"It's getting closer, just ahead." Half an hour later, a group of Taijimen practitioners stopped in front of a mountain range. The mountains in front looked very peaceful, with lush trees, lush vegetation, and quiet air.
, the golden sunlight shines in the sky and falls on it, coating it with a beautiful brilliance.
"It's King Thunder." Someone shouted, because they saw King Thunder sitting cross-legged on an ancient stone with his eyes lightly closed, as if he was conditioning his body, perhaps refining something.
"How could this happen? The Thunder King is not dead. So the person who died is someone from the Yuhuang Sect and the Sword Demon Sect."
"Yes, it must be. This must be the trajectory of King Thunder. The two parties fight and die together, but he can take the opportunity to escape. This guy is so deep in the city." "But he still miscalculated. He didn't know that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole.
Behind you." Xuande suddenly laughed.
"Thunder King, suffer death!" Wang Teng was at a critical juncture in his training. It was easy to kill him. These Tai Chi cultivators were not as upright as everyone thought. They would do anything to achieve their goals.
"Whoosh!" A series of sharp green divine spears descended from the sky, piercing Wang Teng in the mountains like lightning. The sharp breath even caused many ancient trees nearby to shatter and turn into powder.
Wang Teng remained motionless, letting the green divine spear stab him, as if he didn't know what was happening in front of him.
"Woooooo!" Just when everyone thought that Wang Teng was bound to die, a terrifying sound came from the entire mountain peak. Under the originally peaceful and seemingly calm mountain range, lumps of earthy yellow liquid suddenly spewed out.
fog.
The mist was very strange. As soon as the green spears that stabbed Wang Teng touched the mist, they turned into stones, fell to the ground, and disappeared without a trace.
"Petrified Demonic Qi, this is the Petrified Earth Vein." The faces of the cultivators of Tai Chi Sect changed greatly. Petrified Demonic Qi is an extremely terrifying demonic energy that is very difficult to deal with. Once it is contaminated, the whole person will turn into
The stone and the physical body no longer exist.
At this time, the petrified demonic energy seemed to be angered by the blue divine spear. Not only did it shoot down the divine spear, but it also rushed towards the Taijimen group.
"Quickly retreat." Xuande's face changed slightly, his figure flashed, and he immediately moved away from the mountain range. Where other cultivators dared to stay any longer, they also withdrew far away. They were not willing to follow the petrified demon until they understood the situation.
Angry and head-on.
"The King of Thunder must have turned into stone. This will be difficult. We have to find a way to get his body out." After a moment, a Taiji sect practitioner frowned slightly.
"It's not impossible. As long as the power is strong enough, the petrified demonic energy can be resisted." Xuande looked confident, confident that he would break into the mountains and bring Wang Teng out.
However, when the petrified demonic energy began to subside, the faces of the cultivators of Tai Chi Sect were very ugly, because Wang Teng's figure had disappeared from the spot, turning into a golden light and flying quickly towards the distance without even looking back.
"How did he do it? Let's chase him quickly." Xuande looked shocked and was very puzzled that Wang Teng could withstand the petrifying demonic energy.
"Perhaps he has the spiritual harvesting technique to crack the petrified earth veins. How are we going to chase him? These petrified mountains are very difficult to break through. If you are not careful, you will fall into them." A middle-aged cultivator said with a helpless expression.
"Catch him in a detour, we must not let him escape." Xuande felt dull at this time, as if he had been slapped hard. Even a cultivator of the ninth level of Peilian like Wang Teng could pass through, but they could not pass through it.
To take a detour.
Although he was very unconvinced, Xuande had to admit that he did not dare to trespass on such a ground. The petrified demonic energy was no small matter. Let alone him, even cultivators who were more powerful than him might not survive if they were enveloped.
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Glancing at Xuande and others from afar, Wang Teng showed a hint of disdain on his lips. It would be a dream to catch up with him in this dangerous place. I don't know what level Wang Teng's spiritual gathering skills are. He is better than them.