Now Wang Teng's cultivation is stuck in the Lotus Realm, and he doesn't know when he will be able to break through. The only way to make him stronger is to practice seventh-level immortal magic and improve his attack methods.
With the help of Saint Siqin, Wang Teng learned a lot of information about the wilderness, including where ancient races appeared, where there were advanced seventh-level spiritual objects, and even some ancient ruins.
In an endless primitive mountain range, there are huge ancient trees and various powerful monsters and creatures growing everywhere. At this time, in a secret and quiet valley to the west of the mountain range, there is a dazzling blue light.
Move and pass.
A figure emerged from the blue light, standing on a stone platform that was mostly covered by vegetation. This stone platform was a teleportation array, built by masters of the Barbarian Cult, and could lead to the Holy Fire City.
And that figure was clearly Wang Teng.
The air was filled with a strong smell of corroded vegetation, even mixed with a smell of blood, which spread in all directions as the mountain wind blew.
"This is the Black Demon Mountain Range? I really feel the devil's energy." Wang Teng's eyes were like a torch, scanning all directions, capturing every move around him.
The Black Demon Mountain Range is a dangerous place in the wilderness. It is famous for the existence of ancient races. The cultivation resources here are not rich, but they are shrouded in all kinds of powerful demon energy all year round, so not many cultivators would choose this place.
Experience, after all, no one will go to the territory of the ancient race to provoke the ancient race after they have enough food and nothing to do.
As for the strong men of the Barbarian Cult building the teleportation array here, it is because there are many powerful monsters outside this mountain range. The techniques practiced by the Barbarian Cultivators are quite special, and they often need to hunt monsters to gain strength, so it is
From time to time, barbarian cultivators enter here.
Originally, when Saint Siqin heard Wang Teng's proposal to enter the Black Demon Mountain Range, she was very opposed to it, because the Black Demon Mountain Range was indeed very dangerous, and even the strong men in the late Yuan Ying stage had fallen in it, and
Wang Teng was not familiar with this place at all, and it was very dangerous to go there rashly.
But the prince insisted on his decision and must enter the Black Demonic Mountains to have a look. Saint Siqin was too embarrassed to object anymore, so she teleported him here.
Flying out of the valley, Wang Teng began to sense the surrounding aura. This was still the outskirts of the Black Demon Mountain Range. Apart from some powerful monsters lurking there, there was nothing unusual about it. Wang Teng was not aware of monsters at the moment.
I was interested, so I flew all the way to the depths of the Black Devil Mountains, looking for traces of ancient monsters.
"Roar!" However, Wang Teng didn't want to cause trouble, but trouble always came to the mountain gate. The monsters in the Black Demon Mountain Range were very ferocious, and they usually killed each other. They were of various types and ancient varieties, and there were even many of them.
They are the descendants of monster beasts that existed before ancient times.
Wang Teng had not advanced far when a huge black shadow rushed towards him from high in the sky, making a deafening roar of an earth beast, and a strong wind swept in quickly carrying a disgusting fishy smell.
"Ancient monster, the Wind Riding Dragon." Wang Teng recognized the origin of this guy at a glance. This is a very terrifying seventh-level monster. Its strength is enough to give many mid-stage Nascent Soul masters headaches. It is twenty years long.
Laizhang has a pair of huge wings, its whole body is covered with blue scales, and there are dense thorns growing on its head. You can tell at a glance that it is not easy to mess with.
The Chengfeng Dragon didn't take the tiny human in front of him seriously, and landed directly on Wang Teng's head. A huge dragon claw quickly fell down and grabbed Wang Teng.
"Puff." There was a sound, blood splashed, and pieces of dragon scales flew in all directions. The wind dragon let out a scream, and a huge hole was pierced through the entire dragon claw by Wang Teng's body, and blood surged crazily.
out.
Wang Teng's body flashed and he appeared hundreds of feet away from Chengfeng Dragon. His whole body exuded a sharp aura, like an indestructible sword.
A trace of fear flashed across the huge eyes of the Wind Riding Dragon, but it was brutal and bellicose and quickly became angry. In battles with other monsters, such physical injuries are common.
Not only was it unable to scare it away, but it also aroused the ferocity within them, fighting the enemy to the death.
"Roar!" There was another sky-shaking dragon roar, and the wind-riding dragon suddenly opened its bloody mouth and spit out a violent blue tornado from its mouth, crushing towards Wang Teng in a spiral shape.
The surroundings suddenly turned pale, and all the white clouds were blown away, revealing the endless green vegetation on the ground below. The power of the terrifying storm was extraordinary, and could easily destroy human cities in the secular world, just like the power of God.
Wang Teng's figure was instantly submerged by the strong wind and disappeared without a trace, as if his body had been blown away. The wind-riding dragon finally stopped roaring and held its head high, showing the look of a winner.
"The evil beast shall die." However, just as the Wind Riding Dragon took a breath, waves of violent force crashed down from the sky and fell on the huge body of the Wind Riding Dragon. The dragon's blood flew everywhere.
Swords and dragon scales flew everywhere, the wind dragon screamed repeatedly, and countless huge wounds suddenly appeared on its body.
They were a group of powerful cultivators, with a dozen or so in number. It could be seen from the animal skin robes on their bodies that they all came from barbarian religions.
"Hey! Where is that guy just now? Did he die in the hands of Chengfeng Dragon?" "Hmph! That guy deserves to die. He actually dares to come to our barbarian sect's territory. Even if Chengfeng Dragon can't kill it, I will.
Kill him." This group of cultivators was very powerful, and together they quickly subdued the wind-riding dragon.
But they don't seem to be good at hunting, and they don't allow others to enter their hunting range.
At this time, Wang Teng was hiding in an ancient forest on the ground, using wood element skills to merge with the ancient trees, so that no one could notice. However, the scene above his head was seen by him.
"It seems that the Barbarian Cult, like other giant forces, also has people who do evil and bully others." Wang Teng secretly thought in his heart. He was no longer surprised by this situation. In the face of interests, whether it is a demon sect or a so-called famous sect,
Decent and essentially the same.
However, Wang Teng and the Barbarian Cult were allies after all, and naturally they didn't want to interfere with this group of people's business, so they quickly left here quietly and continued to move forward.
On the next journey, Wang Teng was still attacked by many monsters, but none of them could pose a threat to him. Wang Teng could not tangle with them and directly used the fastest escape method to get rid of the monsters.
Ten thousand miles, twenty thousand miles... In the early morning of the next day, Wang Teng advanced about thirty to forty thousand miles and arrived at the interior of the Black Rock Mountains.
The thick demon energy filling the air made Wang Teng's expression suddenly become excited.
"It is indeed a place where ancient races live." The environment in front of us is a very good place for ancient races to live. The demon energy here is dozens of times stronger than outside, and ordinary cultivators simply cannot bear it.
Since ancient times, the ancient races have been the mortal enemies of the human race, and they have been constantly fighting with each other. Although the human race is far less powerful than in ancient times, they still want to rule the entire Heavenly Emperor Realm, but they are starting to seem unable to do so.
Although the ancient races have been suppressed by humans and were even in danger of extinction for a time. However, as they cultivated themselves for countless years, they continued to grow and even gave birth to rebels against the human race and regained the dominance of the Heavenly Emperor Realm.
Therefore, the battles between the ancient races and humans are becoming more and more frequent. Even with the beginning of the great changes in the world, the ancient races have become more unscrupulous and have begun to create chaos in many places in the Heavenly Emperor Realm.
Moreover, this trend continues to grow and begins to penetrate into special spaces. Not long ago, a group of powerful ancient races appeared in the wilderness. They fought with the human cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm to compete for treasures, causing a lot of trouble.
of losses.
For Wang Teng personally, he has no grudge against the ancient races. But as a human being, the ancient races have always wanted to destroy humans, and Wang Teng has the obligation to fight against them. Moreover, the situation in the Heavenly Emperor Realm is becoming more and more complicated.
, in addition to the ancient races, cultivators from outside the territory are also constantly entering the realm of the Emperor of Heaven. If Wang Teng does not find a way to improve his strength, the road ahead will be difficult.
Therefore, no matter from which point of view, Wang Teng must take action against the ancient races. Only by obtaining their life essence can he quickly condense Taoist magical powers and increase his own strength.
Because the demon's vitality is too strong, ordinary Yuanying realm masters dare not enter here, and they will encounter ancient races at any time. If they are besieged by them, they will definitely lose their bodies. Saint Siqin once told Wang Teng,
Every year, many barbarian masters who enter the Blackstone Mountains die at the hands of ancient races.
However, the demonic energy was like a tonic to Wang Teng. He directly took out the black divine picture from the golden space, turned it into a robe and struck it on his body. As soon as the demonic energy touched the black picture, it would
It is absorbed into it and becomes the nutrition of that black egg.
Until now, the egg in the black picture has not hatched, but there are more and more cracks on it. Although Wang Teng has a lot of experience, he has no idea what the origin of this egg is and why it is so difficult to hatch.
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There are endless mountains everywhere under your feet, thick with strange trees, and there are many caves and cracks. I don’t know where they lead, and terrifying demonic energy is constantly flowing out from them. Most monsters in this place dare not
They live there, so the number of monsters is very small, and Wang Teng did not encounter any trouble for a while.
"Scale fossils, black poison flowers..." Wang Teng did not fly blatantly in the sky, but slowly moved along the mountains. Along the way, he discovered many cultivation resources that were considered evil by cultivators.