Seeing that his favorite killing move was actually blocked by a cultivator in the Peilian realm, the cultivator's face was not good-looking, and a more powerful force surged out to attack Wang Teng again.
"That's enough. Don't you think it's fun for you to bully a person whose cultivation level is lower than yours? I'm a person with a background. If you make me angry, you will definitely not have an easy time. Everyone here is just looking for Treasure, one more enemy is worse than one more friend." Wang Teng suddenly shouted loudly, his voice loud and clear, like thunder.
"Duan Xuan, stop." A blue figure rushed out of the valley and stood opposite Wang Teng. It was the handsome young man. The few cultivators Wang Teng had seen outside the earth line were now
They have also arrived here, and everyone is staring at Wang Teng in surprise. They are obviously shocked by Wang Teng's strength.
"He looks like Thunder King. I have heard of such a person. Not long ago, he got a seventh-grade spiritual weapon with the Blue Moon Saint of Yuhuangmen." A cultivator couldn't help but say, about
The story of King Thunder has spread in the fire world, and many people are aware of his existence.
"Thunder King? A seventh-grade spiritual weapon." Xuan's expression could not help but change slightly. Even for a peerless genius like him, a seventh-grade spiritual weapon is a rare treasure and a killer weapon. In the world of the Emperor of Heaven,
In China, cultivators in the Peilian realm rarely obtain seventh-grade spiritual weapons, and when they do, they are all stunningly beautiful people.
"You are very well-informed. Needless to say, you and I are both peerless geniuses and the foundation of the forces behind us. If one of us is missing, it will attract huge attention, so fighting will not be beneficial to each other." Wang Teng said calmly.
said.
"You are quite courageous. You dare to break into a special space before your cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul Realm. Although your talent is very good, you still do not have the strength to control everything. I advise you to leave here obediently! This time
I won’t argue with you, but if there are interests involved, don’t blame me for taking action when the time comes.” After a moment of silence, the handsome young man said in a lukewarm tone.
"You don't need to worry about it. I'll take my leave." Wang Teng didn't stay much, turned around and left quickly, without even asking what force the other party came from.
When Wang Teng's figure disappeared, the cultivator named Duan Xuan looked puzzled and said: "Holy Son, why don't you kill him? This place is the Tianshi Mountains. It is normal for a peerless genius to fall. This person's cultivation
He is still shallow and of little value to a force, so even if he is killed, there won’t be much of a problem.”
"Duan Xuan, you underestimate him too much. He is not as simple as you think." The handsome young man shook his head. "And now is not the time to kill him. Many cultivators have already begun to come here.
By then, other peerless geniuses may appear, so we can no longer waste time casually.”
"According to the ancient records of our Lingbo Sect, there seems to be something ominous in the Tianshi Mountains, and there are also treasures from the sky, but no one has seen them before," Duan Xuan said.
"Someone will get it, this is just the beginning." The handsome young man suddenly stood there and murmured to himself.
Half an hour later, the scene in front of Wang Teng suddenly changed drastically. The mountains that were originally densely covered with vegetation disappeared one after another, and were replaced by a dark and desolate land. This desolate land was extremely vast, as if it were endless.
, there are dark rocks everywhere on it. These rocks are also extremely weird and do not seem to be products of the Heavenly Emperor Realm. They constantly exude an ancient atmosphere.
Many white skeletons are scattered in every corner of the desolate land, including those of humans, monsters, and even some ancient races. Wang Teng's eyes froze and he couldn't help but stare into the depths of this desolate land.
, he could feel that the breath of the extraterrestrial things was getting heavier and heavier.
"Whoosh whoosh." Suddenly, not far away, a group of cultivators in black shirts were flying at low altitude, with a black devilish energy surrounding their bodies. A smile appeared on the corner of Wang Teng's mouth, without hiding his figure.
, but expose yourself in front of everyone.
"There is a person there. It seems that cultivators have begun to enter here." "It's useless. The power hidden in this deserted land is too terrifying. It's easy to get here, but it's difficult to find the treasures and get out alive."
While the group of cultivators were discussing, they had already arrived in front of Wang Teng.
"Hey! It's really weird! We can actually see ants from the Lotus Realm here." When all the cultivators saw Wang Teng's cultivation level, they were all surprised at first, and then sneered.
"Who cares who he is? If you dare to interfere with my eyes, you will be killed." A fierce-looking cultivator swung a sharp black sword in his hand and struck Wang Teng's head without saying a word.
For the cultivators of the Black Demon Sect, killing people is like eating. If they don't like it, they will kill them.
There was a metal shudder, and the black sword suddenly broke into two halves. Before the cultivator of the Black Demon Sect had time to react, his body was pierced by a thunder weapon. His lips kept trembling. What he wanted to say was already said.
No more exports.
"You..." The other cultivators were shocked and began to look at Wang Teng seriously. The cultivator of the Black Demon Sect was at the third level of Nascent Soul, but he was easily hit hard by Wang Teng.
"Tell me, what did you find here? Where's Gu Luo?" The thunder and lightning around Wang Teng suddenly turned into a giant thunder and lightning hand, and grabbed the cultivator. No matter how hard he struggled, it had no effect.
"Looking for death." Although they were shocked by Wang Teng's power, this group of Black Demon Sect cultivators were not fuel-efficient. They were specially sent here by the Black Demon Sect to find Gu Luo. Two of the cultivators were impressively powerful.
Having reached the fourth level of Nascent Soul, the other ten or so cultivators are all at the third level of Nascent Soul.
Could such a team be afraid of a cultivator in the Lotus realm?
"Boom." Fully five or six Nascent Soul third-level cultivators took action together. All kinds of black magic fire, terrifying magic wind, and sharp sword light roared out, attacking Wang Teng from all directions, and even the captured man
The captured cultivators of the Black Demon Sect were also drowned.
"Ah!" The cultivator was thrown forward by Wang Teng on the spot, torn apart by the immortal magic, and even his Nascent Soul was wiped out.
"Too weak." Wang Teng didn't use any magic. His fists were covered with lightning, and he rushed toward the sky full of magic. He punched hundreds of punches in an instant.
The deafening sound echoed in the sky in the deserted land, seeming to attract the attention of some mysterious power. Strange auras filled the air, giving people an extremely uneasy feeling.
A huge thunder fist shattered everything, and Wang Teng's figure appeared and rushed into the group of cultivators.
"Ah!" These cultivators from the Black Demon Sect screamed repeatedly. They did not expect that Wang Teng's physical body would be so terrifying, capable of tearing apart immortal magic with his bare hands. In a hurry, they activated their strongest defensive techniques one after another.
To resist Wang Teng's attack.
But Wang Teng was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. In front of his Holy Body of the War Emperor, all defenses were in vain. The screams were continuous, one after another, constantly coming from the mouths of the cultivators of the Black Demon Sect, between the lightning and flint,
The physical bodies of the five or six cultivators were completely shattered, leaving only Nascent Soul running away in a hurry.
"What? Who are you?" Even the faces of the two fourth-level Nascent Soul cultivators changed at this time. Wang Teng's combat power was too unbelievable. Even Gu Luo was nothing more than this. It was definitely
A peerless genius.
"Thunder King, I don't want to repeat what I said a second time. Tell me everything you learned here truthfully, otherwise you will end up like them." As soon as Wang Teng finished speaking, he shot out the thunder and lightning weapons, and actually shot them.
The Nascent Soul magic weapon had all been penetrated, and those Nascent Soul realm masters suddenly ended up with their bodies and souls destroyed.
"Presumptuous." The two masters of the fourth level of Nascent Soul were completely angered by Wang Teng, and demonic energy surged out of their bodies. One was as black as ink, exuding terrible corrosive power, and the other was pale green, exuding
Smells of death.
The evil spirit of corrosion and the evil spirit of death.
"Don't underestimate us, today I will let you know the horror of my Black Demon Sect, the Hell Demonic Wind." A fourth-level Nascent Soul master disappeared on the spot, turning into dozens of black tornadoes, like streaks of demons.
The dragon raged wildly and flooded Wang Teng.
"The door of death, destroy everything." Another strong man was not a fuel-efficient lamp. A ten-foot-long green portal full of demonic energy appeared, covering Wang Teng's head, trying to devour him.
If you go in and get contaminated by these evil spirits, your body will die instantly.
"If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. I'll break it all." Wang Teng sneered, purple light flashed in his hand, and the purple gold battle ax appeared, with streaks of thunder and lightning on it swimming, and the entire battle ax turned into a length of dozens of feet.
, standing tall on the sky and the earth, sweeping across all directions.
"Pfft." The black devil wind kept wailing, and the power of the battle ax was unparalleled. It cut them in half and destroyed them all. Even the green portal, which represented death, was pierced by the battle ax and stirred up quickly.
It quickly disappeared without a trace.
"Ah!" All the cultivators of the Black Demon Sect were horrified, especially those cultivators at the third level of Nascent Soul, who had no desire to fight at all and wanted to escape from here.
"Don't leave, all of you. Quickly use the Black Demon's self-destruction magical power." A green palm shot down, killing a Black Demon Sect cultivator who wanted to escape on the spot, and his body completely lost its vitality. The two elements
The fourth level Ying expert roared.
The remaining five third-level Nascent Soul cultivators looked ugly, but in the end they formed a circle, trapping Wang Teng inside. Ancient black magic patterns appeared on their bodies, and finally merged into their bodies.
The terrifying aura continuously surged out from their bodies, turning into a destructive power that submerged Wang Teng inside. The power of cultivators' self-destruction is extremely terrifying, especially this special self-destruction magical power.
He is able to severely injure cultivators who are one or two levels above him, which makes people extremely fearful.