Wang Teng is somewhat interested in the eighth prince mentioned by Prince Xuanba. This person is also one of the most talented princes in the Xuantian Empire. He is a tribulation-level seed genius, and his cultivation level is close to the realm of refining gods. In the world of the Emperor of Heaven,
He suppressed many strong men and became famous.
If he meets such a strong person, even if Wang Teng goes all out, he still has no confidence in suppressing the opponent. After all, the difference in cultivation between the two is too big.
"Huh?" The next day, Wang Teng encountered another large-scale battle in an endless mountain range. It was a group of ancient races, numbering nearly a hundred, and the cultivators fighting them were
It is an alliance of several giant forces.
These forces include Yuhuangmen, Sun God Palace, Tianjianmen...
However, the fighting power of the ancient races was obviously much stronger than these three forces. Once the battle began, the human cultivators were retreating steadily, in a very embarrassing situation. Wang Teng even saw a familiar figure among them, and it was the Holy Son of the Lieyang.
The Holy Son of Lieyang's cultivation has successfully broken through to the fourth level of Nascent Soul at this time. He is wearing a fiery red battle robe with many scorching sun patterns engraved on it. The terrifying fire of Nine Suns is burning around him, and everything in his path is
The ancient races all stayed away, not daring to challenge them.
It is really because of the presence of the Holy Son of the Sun that the human team is barely able to compete with the ancient race, otherwise it would have been annihilated long ago.
"Holy Son of the Lieyang, I'm here to take your life." An ancient royal family who was comparable to the sixth level of Nascent Soul suddenly killed the Son of the Lieyang. This person's appearance was no different from that of a human being, except that his skin was completely purple, and his upper body was purple.
There are also thunder and lightning textures spreading, and a head of purple hair rises into the sky, like streaks of lightning.
Crazy Thunder Royal Family.
Wang Teng's eyes suddenly stared at this group of ancient races, and found that most of them were Crazy Thunder Demon Clan, and there were many Crazy Thunder Royal Clan among them. Isn't this what Wang Teng has been looking for?
"You don't overestimate your own capabilities." Seeing the Crazy Thunder Royal Family launch a fierce attack on him, Holy Son of Lieyang sneered disdainfully. He punched out, and a blazing scorching sun crushed the Crazy Thunder Royal Family.
"Crazy Thunder Furious Tiger!" The Crazy Thunder Royal Family relied on their cultivation to be higher than that of the Holy Son of the Burning Sun. With a fearless look on their faces, a monster tiger condensed from purple magic thunder roared out and faced the scorching sun.
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"Crack." There was a loud noise, and the power of the scorching sun was beyond imagination. It suddenly penetrated the purple thunder tiger and hit the body of the crazy thunder royal family.
"No..., you are actually an ordinary peerless genius." The Kuang Lei royal family cried out in despair. Without even a chance to use the magic disintegration technique, the body was burned to ashes and the demonic essence dissipated into the void.
"What ancient royal clans are all a bunch of useless trash, let me die." Holy Son Lieyang is extremely satisfied with his combat power. Jiuyang Daolian is also a powerful divine power. In addition, during this period of time,
After practicing hard, Holy Son Lieyang is not much inferior to Prince Xuanba at this moment, so he is naturally full of infinite confidence in himself.
Although the ancient royal family is powerful, most of them are equivalent to candidate saint sons and first- and second-rate geniuses. There are still not many existences at the level of ordinary peerless geniuses. As for the tribulation-level seed geniuses, they are even rarer. They are all those
The emperor's son and princess.
"Boom." Balls of Nine Sun flames roared, sweeping across all directions and suppressing many ancient races on the spot. The originally disadvantaged human side suddenly reversed the situation.
"Holy Son of the Lie Yang is mighty, Jiuyang Daolian is invincible..." The human cultivators on the side shouted excitedly one by one, worshiping the Son of the Lie Yang as a god. It cannot be denied that ordinary peerless beings can appear in the world of the Emperor of Heaven.
It is no longer easy to exist at the genius level.
Practitioners of this level can at least cultivate to the peak realm of god refining, and if there is a great adventure, they can also cultivate to the realm of transcending tribulation. As for cultivating to become an immortal, it is very rare and unknown.
After all, even among immortal-level seed geniuses, only a small number will eventually become immortals. The rest of them can only wait for the arrival of death with emotion. If they fail to become immortals, they will find it difficult to escape the clutches of death.
Hearing that everyone admired him so much, a look of arrogance appeared on the face of Holy Son Lieyang. Like a king of a generation, he attacked even harder, forcing the group of ancient races to retreat, and finally had to flee in defeat.
"Haha! If you dare to fight with us, as long as our Holy Son of the Burning Sun is here, you can only become a lost dog." The cultivators sneered as they chased after you.
Wang Teng on the side shook his head gently. In the eyes of others, the Holy Son of the Sun, who had unlimited potential and was like an invincible existence, was no longer worth mentioning in his eyes. If he wanted to take action, he could attack him at any time.
Kill the Holy Son of Lieyang.
However, now that the Heavenly Emperor Realm is being besieged by many forces, it is better to save his life so that other Heavenly Emperor Realm cultivators can have a glimmer of hope. Anyway, he only offended himself and did not harm the people around him.
If he has hurt someone around him, even if he is the King of Heaven, Wang Teng will definitely seek revenge from him.
With a flash of his body, Wang Teng chased after the fleeing Kuang Lei Royal Family. He wanted to use them to find the Kuang Lei Royal Family that killed Lin Cheng and Chu San, and settle a score with them.
"Don't chase the enemy when you are in trouble, everyone should go back!" After chasing for hundreds of miles, the group of human cultivators stopped. Naturally, they also understand the principle of not chasing after the enemy when they are in trouble.
But when the other cultivators returned, only one figure was still moving forward rapidly, constantly following behind those ancient races.
"Huh? Why don't you come back soon? You want to die alone!" "Who is that guy? Why don't you obey orders?" The eyes of the cultivators were immediately attracted by Wang Teng's figure, with doubts on their faces.
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"Huh? Is it him, the prince?" "It is indeed the prince, there is no doubt about it." Just a moment later, the group of people exclaimed because they recognized Wang Teng.
"Quickly, go and report to Holy Son Lieyang that the prince has appeared here." Naturally, this group of cultivators knew the relationship between Holy Son Lieyang and the prince and quickly retreated.
"What? The prince is here too, and he went after those ancient races." When Holy Son Lieyang heard the news, he trembled slightly, and then a hint of murderous intent flashed across his face.
"You guys come with me. I want to see what the prince wants to do? Huh! I heard that he is now a tribulation-level seed genius. I really want to see what he is capable of?" Holy Son of Lieyang spoke fiercely.
typical.
Originally, his relationship with Wang Teng was very bad. He once sent cultivators to chase him, but he was killed by Wang Teng instead. Not long ago, Holy Son of Lieyang coveted the treasure of Dugu God King obtained by Wang Teng, and also
He had murderous intentions against him. If Gu Feng, the divine weapon body, was not present, he would have taken action long ago.
And a few days ago, he even heard that Wang Teng killed the war super of the God of War clan, defeated the Qilin combat body of the same level, and was named a tribulation-level seed genius. There are only a few cultivators in the world of the Emperor of Heaven.
The person has such a name.
It's a pity that he is not one of these few cultivators. Although he has strong combat power, he is only included in the ranks of ordinary peerless geniuses. At most, he has only reached the peak state. With Zhao Wentian of Tianlong Battle Body and Tianjian Sect's peerless genius, Tianjian
The same name as others.
This naturally made him, who had always been arrogant, feel extremely unhappy, and his resentment towards Wang Teng became deeper and deeper.
Soon, Holy Son Lieyang led the twenty or thirty strongest cultivators in the team and chased in the direction Wang Teng left. As for the other cultivators, they stayed where they were. It shouldn't take much to deal with Wang Teng.
time.
"Prince, I will defeat you with my own hands this time, so that you lose face and know how powerful I am." Holy Son Lieyang wanted to defeat the prince and humiliate him, but he was not sure about killing Wang Teng.
He would not do this casually. He was afraid of the mysterious force behind Wang Teng, and he also knew that Wang Teng had a strong ability to escape.
Of course, if there is such a good opportunity, he will not miss it.
Three thousand miles away, Wang Teng stopped. Opposite him, there was a group of ancient races, numbering seventy or eighty in number. Each of them had a much higher level of cultivation than Wang Teng. After they discovered that the person who was chasing them was a man of knowledge,
They all breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Wang Teng with a ferocious smile.
"Boy, you are so brave. You dare to chase me alone. You are going to die today." This group of ancient races were killed by the Son of the Sun and the others in a panic. They were very angry. Now they saw Wang Teng.
Vent it out.
Moreover, Wang Teng's cultivation level displayed in front of everyone at this time was only the first level of Nascent Soul, which was covered up with the help of Zi'er's power. Others could not see clearly his true cultivation level, so he was regarded as an ant by this group of ancient races.
, you can crush it to death at will.
"Let me tear him apart." A Crazy Thunder Demon Clan who was covered with purple scales and was seven or eight meters tall smiled ferociously, and then hit Wang Teng with a fist as big as a water tank, and there was a lingering sound above it.
Filled with layers of crazy thunder and demonic energy.
With a crisp sound of "Crack", Wang Teng punched out randomly and collided with the fist of the Crazy Thunder Demon, making a crisp sound of bones breaking.
"Wow!" The crazy thunder demon screamed, and his body flew out like a puddle of mud. All the bones in his body were broken, and even the demonic element was shattered.
"What?" Other ancient races were also frightened by this horrifying scene. The Crazy Thunder Demon Clan that attacked was comparable to a fourth-level Nascent Soul cultivator, and now it was actually destroyed by Wang Teng's move.
"They are all a bunch of trash, let me do it." At this moment, a Kuang Lei royal family came out. His cultivation was at the fourth level of Nascent Soul, but his aura was obviously much more powerful than the previous one. There were lines between his hands.
The purple thunder and lightning was beating, condensed into a giant ball of magic thunder, flew to the top of Wang Teng's head, and hit him hard.
"Go to hell!" The Kuang Lei royal family had a formidable fighting power, comparable to that of a second-rate genius, and said coldly and authentically.
"Yeah!" At this moment, the little guy in the black picture smelled the magic energy and rushed out, actually rushing towards the thunder ball.