Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh: Make up your mind
Chapter 587 Making an idea
"It must be like this. The Tianshi Mountain Range came down from outside the territory. In this case, there should be other places like this in the special space. In that case, the materials for condensing the Heaven-defying Pill would be available." Wang Teng felt.
thinking excitedly.
Although it is recorded in ancient books such as "The Record of Heaven and Earth" that there are materials for the Heaven-defying Pill in some areas, most of them are extremely dangerous. With Wang Teng's current strength, there is no way to get in and out of them. This also made Wang Teng initially feel that he had collected
There is little hope of using the material for the Heaven-defying Pill, and it will take more than a few years and months to achieve it.
But now, the fire of infinite hope burned in Wang Teng's heart, making him feel that the whole road had become clear and smooth.
"Yes! It must be like this. Ancient books such as "The Record of Heaven and Earth" existed before ancient times. The world of the Emperor of Heaven at that time was very different from now. Areas like the Tianshi Mountains only appeared later, so they were not
It is not recorded in it. Haha! I only care about remembering the knowledge from ancient times, but rarely pay attention to the current Heavenly Emperor Realm. It seems that this is not possible." Wang Teng laughed, feeling suddenly enlightened.
Now that the road begins to become clearer, it becomes much easier to walk. What a person fears most is not knowing what to do, and being able to waste his time and have no choice but to live his life.
Of course, finding the whereabouts of Saint Tiansu is still Wang Teng's most important goal. With his current strength, even if he encounters Gu Luo, he is sure to escape unscathed. Even as long as he can reach the Nascent Soul realm, he still has
Confidence kills Gu Luo.
Thinking like this, Wang Teng couldn't help but speed up his flight. The Tianshi Mountains were still tens of thousands of miles away from here. He had to pass through an endless forest and mountains, with a large volcanic forest in the middle. There were erupting volcanoes everywhere and it was extremely hot.
"Huh?" Wang Teng suddenly stopped. He felt a powerful force approaching him quickly, and the aura was bad and had bad intentions. Originally, as long as Wang Teng speeded up, he could leave them behind.
However, he did not intend to do this, but stayed where he was and waited for them.
This group of cultivators definitely didn't believe in his strength and coveted his purple-gold battle ax. If they didn't use them as a warning to others to let others know their true strength, there would definitely be many cultivators who would dare to make plans for themselves in the future.
"Whoosh whoosh!" Seven figures intercepted Wang Teng. One of them, a middle-aged cultivator, was obese. He was the one who had targeted him in the teleportation formation before. This group of cultivators did not come from Juwu.
The Overlord sect is a bit like a cultivator from a heaven-level low-level force, but their talents are average.
However, the cultivation levels of the seven people are all at the second to third level of Nascent Soul. With such a team, ordinary Peilian level cultivators would be frightened to death, let alone resist. Because they don’t believe in Wang Teng’s combat power, this team
The group of people were very courageous and wanted to rob Wang Teng's treasure.
"Are you the King of Thunder?" One of them had a gloomy look and shouted at Wang Teng coldly. His tone was as if he was talking to an ordinary cultivator of the Peilian Realm. For cultivators who have broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm, the Peilian Realm
Practitioners are indeed not worth mentioning, just like ants, so there is no need to be polite.
"I'm just so touched! I didn't expect anyone would know me. What do you want from me?" Wang Teng touched his nose with a calm expression and asked noncommittally.
"Hey! I heard that you have a seventh-grade spiritual weapon on your body. Take it out and present it to us. We will protect you from now on. Otherwise, you will never leave here today." Another cultivator
He smiled disdainfully.
"Are you talking about this one?" Purple light suddenly flashed in Wang Teng's hand, and the next moment a purple-gold battle ax appeared, giving people such a majestic aura that it was even impossible to look directly at it.
"Ah!" All the cultivators present widened their eyes at this time, with boundless greed in surprise, staring at the purple gold battle ax in Wang Teng's hand. This battle ax is very extraordinary, and anyone can see it
It turns out he is a seventh-grade spiritual weapon.
"Seventh-grade spiritual weapon, it is indeed a seventh-grade spiritual weapon. It is going to be released this time. Take it over now. As for the guy, kill him directly." As soon as they saw the purple gold battle axe, this group of cultivators were completely lost.
calm.
There is no other way. For them, a seventh-grade spiritual weapon is too precious. If they can exchange it for wealth, they will definitely be able to persist until they reach the middle stage of Nascent Soul, which is of great significance.
Therefore, without giving Wang Teng any time to think about it, the group of cultivators activated their seventh-level immortal spells one by one and blasted Wang Teng violently, especially the fat cultivator who cast a purple
The giant hand is extremely powerful, and it is easy to kill ordinary first-level Nascent Soul cultivators.
"With your level of strength, you dare to snatch my treasure. It's like pulling teeth out of a tiger's mouth. All of you put together are not as good as a third-level Nascent Soul cultivator from the Fire Tribe." Wang Teng's eyes showed disdain, and he said to Hong
Directly ignore your own power.
It's no wonder that the third-level Nascent Soul cultivator of the Fire Tribe, who is considered to have extraordinary talents in the world of the Emperor of Heaven, was still easily killed by Wang Teng. Naturally, it was even more difficult for the rabble in front of him to fall into Wang Teng's eyes.
He swung the purple gold battle ax forward almost casually, and the purple light of the ax destroyed everything, easily tearing apart a layer of seventh-order immortal magic.
There was a loud "boom", and the giant purple hand that the obese middle-aged cultivator was proud of split into two halves. Wang Teng, holding a battle ax, got out of it and swept towards everyone.
"What?" "No, it's impossible?" "How could there be such a terrible person?" At this moment, the seven cultivators, including the obese middle-aged man, were horrified. They finally understood the rumors about Wang Teng.
It was so true that they began to regret their plan to take advantage of Wang Teng.
However, by this time, everything was too late. Wherever Wang Teng's purple gold battle ax passed, the bodies of each cultivator were shattered. Even the Yuanying and the Yuanying magic weapon were shattered one after another, and they were completely destroyed in form and spirit.
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"You, you are not a human being. Don't come here. Please don't kill me. I am the supreme elder of Xuantian Sect. You won't live long if you kill me." The fat middle-aged cultivator in the end had the highest cultivation level.
, blocked the power of the battle ax at the last moment, but Nascent Soul was also seriously injured, and the Nascent Soul magic weapon was badly damaged.
Seeing Wang Teng approaching him slowly, he felt as if he was seeing a devil and shouted incoherently.
"What did you say? I didn't hear it." Wang Teng struck down with an axe, killing the fat middle-aged man physically and mentally. Then he glanced around and found that there were many cultivators lurking around and paying attention.
With all this.
Obviously, these people are very cunning and use Xuantian Sect cultivators as experimental subjects to test how strong Wang Teng is and consider whether to attack Wang Teng. However, Wang Teng's methods made
They were shocked one after another, and were frightened in place for a moment, not daring to take action at will.
"What? What kind of power is that? It kills a group of Nascent Soul Realm masters at will." "Although those cultivators are all useless, Thunder King is just a cultivator of Peilian Realm. There is such a gap between the two.
Big, this is simply unreasonable." "The seventh-grade spiritual weapon must be the seventh-grade spiritual weapon at work. With this seventh-grade spiritual weapon, the Thunder King's combat power has risen to several levels. Maybe
It is really possible that he has killed the masters of the Fire Tribe."
At this moment, those cultivators hiding in the dark started talking. Some cultivators had completely given up the idea of attacking Wang Teng, while some cultivators did not give up and were racking their brains to think of ways to deal with Wang Teng.
Wang Teng's eyes swept around the group, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said: "The fate of this group of people is just an example. I will not offend anyone unless they offend me, but if anyone dares to take advantage of me, King Lei, I will definitely do it."
Make them regret it."
Wang Teng's tone was extremely arrogant, as if he regarded the cultivators in the dark as ants, and no one could be his opponent.
For a moment, many cultivators were filled with anger. Being looked down upon by a cultivator in the Peilian realm made them feel aggrieved. However, no one took action because the method Wang Teng showed just now was too shocking.
Yeah, it's extremely scary.
After a while, Wang Teng put away his battle ax and was about to turn around and leave. But at this moment, a powerful force suddenly descended from the top of his head. It was a black boulder hundreds of feet long.
There was a terrible pressure, as if thousands of boulders were falling together.
"Junior, you are too arrogant. Let me come and talk to you for a while. Your seventh-grade spiritual weapon belongs to me." An old and cold voice came out. This was a white-haired old man.
, dressed in a black robe, with a face full of wrinkles, he has lived for an unknown number of years, but his combat prowess cannot be underestimated, and he has reached the fourth level of Nascent Soul.
"It's the old ghost of Black Stone, a master of the fourth level of Nascent Soul." "This person's cultivation has stagnated five hundred years ago, and it is difficult to break through. His life span is about to end, so it is no wonder that he will not hesitate to take action against the Thunder King." "Now there is something.
It's a good show, but the old black stone ghost is not easy to deal with." The cultivators were startled by the sudden scene and started talking among themselves.
"Destroy it for me." Wang Teng snorted coldly, feeling the cold murderous intent on the old black stone ghost, and even a trace of devilish aura, as if he had practiced some magic. However, Wang Teng was not afraid of the other party, and in an instant, Zijin
The battle ax was drawn out, and thick thunder and lightning was injected into it, and it rushed towards the black stone.
There was a loud "boom", and the black boulder weighing thousands of kilograms was like tofu. It was cut from bottom to top by the purple gold battle ax and turned into two halves. Wang Teng's body also flew out from the crack, and he glanced at it lightly.
That old black stone ghost.
"Ah! He actually blocked it easily. It was an attack from a fourth-level Nascent Soul cultivator!" All the cultivators were shocked and became more and more afraid of Wang Teng.