"This is the kingly origin of Emperor Winter, and the power of the Nine-Yang Daolian of Holy Son Lieyang." Wang Teng looked excited and cast his gaze on the two powerful things.
The king's origin of Emperor Wente's body is purple and black, like a tiny thunder dragon. And the power of Nine Yang Daolian of Holy Son Lieyang is like a dazzling little sun, blooming with bright golden light. In the space of the ancient gods,
The ancient god quickly sensed these two powers, and a suction force suddenly surged from his body, covering both of them.
"Pfft!" Soon, the two kingly origins disappeared into the ancient god's body and became his nourishment. However, his body did not change much, but his figure looked a little clearer, especially
Forehead and right hand.
If other cultivators see this scene, they will definitely be scared to death. This is too extravagant, actually using the divine energy essence in the body of a peerless genius as food. You must know that if this thing can be successfully integrated into any cultivator,
They can all turn them into peerless geniuses long ago.
But at this time, the ancient god was devouring them as food. What did he want to do?
Two days later, Wang Teng gathered the medicinal energy of all the elixirs into the small world. His Nascent Soul was growing every moment. In just a few days, his strength had grown a lot, and he was heading towards the third level of the Nascent Soul.
Keep moving forward.
"Thunder King, come out here. Today is the day for your death." Originally, Wang Teng planned to attack the third level of Nascent Soul in this place, but things often failed to go as planned. Suddenly, a cold shout came from outside the training place.
It is impossible to continue to retreat. You must know that those who can create a practice place have huge forces behind them, and no one is allowed to make trouble. But at this time, this group of people actually dared to come here directly to settle accounts with Wang Teng, which is enough to show their
The background is definitely not simple.
"King Thunder, we don't welcome you here, please come out." The person who opened the training place is also an outside force, and has some relationship with the War Beast Group. They will not ruin the relationship with the War Beast Group just because of Wang Teng.
He was so friendly that someone actually came to drive Wang Teng away.
"Hmph! Who is so brave to disturb my practice?" After a loud rumbling sound, a huge hole was opened in the roof of the practice room by lightning, and Wang Teng's figure rose into the sky and came to the practice room.
Over the square outside.
At this moment, a large group of cultivators surrounded Wang Teng, all of them looking at him with eager eyes. Some of them were riding demon wolves, and some were standing on demon birds. They were wearing armor and holding weapons. They were clearly cultivators from the war beast group.
"So it's the War Beast Group! It seems you haven't learned enough lessons yet." Wang Teng was unmoved and didn't take them to heart.
The huge noise attracted cultivators from all around. Some people's expressions changed slightly and they said: "Isn't that the ordinary peerless genius of the War Beast Group, Hu Jiu? Although this person's cultivation level is only at the third level of Nascent Soul, he was defeated.
There are many geniuses in the Heavenly Emperor Realm who are famous."
"Hu Jiu is actually here. It seems that he was lured out by Thunder King. This time Thunder King is in big trouble, and he actually provoked such a evil star." "Thunder King is also an ordinary peerless genius. His background is powerful, even if he is not
It’s okay to take out an opponent with all his body intact.” “It seems that the War Beast Group wants to teach him a lesson this time and regain their own face.”
The cultivators who were watching started talking one after another, and their eyes fell on a young man standing above the blue sacred bird.
This young man has an extremely strong figure, about three meters tall. He holds a huge bronze sword in his hand, which is also nearly three meters long. It looks as heavy as a hill. If he were to hit him, I don't know what the consequences would be.
How miserable.
Wang Teng glanced at him and found that he was indeed an ordinary peerless genius, with extremely strong fighting power and a very important position among the younger generation of cultivators in the War Beast Group. However, Wang Teng did not take him seriously.
Emperor Winter and Son of the Lieyang were both killed by him, and such characters were not worth mentioning.
However, in order not to attract attention, Wang Teng still planned to hide some of his strength and fight as the Thunder King. Even as the Thunder King, Wang Teng's combat power was far from what other cultivators imagined.
After all, he possesses thunder attribute power and the Holy Body of the War Emperor that are comparable to special divine powers, far beyond what those cultivators who only have one special divine power can match.
In addition to Tiger Nine, there are more than a dozen masters from the War Beast Group. Their combat power is very strong, much more powerful than the team that Wang Teng took down before. Tiger Nine has just returned from the expedition to the Gods and Demons Ridge.
When he returned, he heard the news that King Thunder had killed the cultivators of the War Beast Group, so he rushed over immediately in order to teach King Thunder a lesson and let him know that the War Beast Group was not someone to be trifled with.
"Thunder King, you dare not kneel down to apologize and dare to kill the people of my beast war group. You are so bold." A middle-aged cultivator shouted coldly at Wang Teng on the spot, with a murderous look on his face.
"Who are you? How dare you speak to me like this?" Wang Teng smiled disdainfully and glanced at the middle-aged cultivator coldly.
"Be brave, it seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. I will personally make you kneel down." The middle-aged cultivator was at the fifth level of Nascent Soul. He stood on a blue divine tiger and held a silver handle in his hand.
The mace, with sharp golden energy surging out from it at this moment, contains terrifying destructive power.
"Roar!" The blue divine tiger roared, leading the middle-aged cultivator towards Wang Teng to kill him. In an instant, they were on top of Wang Teng's head, and the silver mace in their hands whizzed down, turning into tens of feet.
Long, sweeping everything.
"You are not overestimating your own capabilities." Wang Teng sneered, and a tall God of Thunder appeared behind him. His thick thunderous hand grabbed the mace at will, and violent thunder and lightning roared out, tearing the sky apart.
"What!" The middle-aged cultivator was suddenly shocked. The powerful thunder and lightning not only blocked the power of the mace, but also spread along the mace toward the middle-aged cultivator, like a terrifying electric snake about to devour
Everything is the same.
"Woooooo!" The middle-aged cultivator dodged and barely escaped the thunder and lightning, but the blue tiger under his feet was in tragedy. It screamed miserably under the raging thunder and lightning, and finally the whole
Burnt black, smoking, falling to the ground like a meteorite.
"Thunder King is an ordinary peerless genius! How can a small character like him be able to deal with the ground?" "You are underestimating Thunder King! Among the people present, except for Hu Jiu, there is really no one who can suppress him."
King of Thunder." The cultivators onlookers laughed at him.
When the middle-aged cultivator heard such words, he couldn't help but became furious. His eyes were blood red, and the mace in his hand suddenly exploded. The sharp silver thorns on it were wrapped in golden light and shot towards Wang Tengfei like raindrops.
Extremely ferocious.
"Is this the level? Then you can die." Wang Teng almost ignored those golden raindrops. The thunder god behind him waved his hands and easily blocked the golden light. In an instant, Wang Teng had already killed the middle-aged man.
In front of the cultivator, a lightning sword swept out from the hand of the God of Thunder and struck down from the middle-aged cultivator's head.
With a "poof" sound, the middle-aged cultivator had no power to resist. His body was cut in half by the thunder sword, and was completely destroyed on the spot.
Hu Jiu on the other side looked calm. He was not touched by the death of the middle-aged cultivator. In his opinion, the middle-aged cultivator was just a tool. It didn't matter if he died a hundred or a thousand times. The most important thing is that
, he let him know Wang Teng’s combat power.
"Thunder King, take a move from me." Suddenly, a hint of murderous intent flashed across Hu Jiu's face, and he took action.
The huge bronze war sword in his hand suddenly swung out, drawing a cyan arc in the air, like a rainbow. A sharp sword light roared out, with infinite pressure in it, like a huge mountain.
Coming towards Wang Teng with pressure.
"Hu Jiu has taken action. His Dao Lotus is a rare heavy-earth Dao Lotus. The attack power of each move will be increased several times, and the combat power is extremely terrifying." The knowledgeable cultivator said in surprise.
"This move is too terrifying, but Hu Jiu obviously didn't use his full strength. He seems to think that Thunder King is not worthy of his full strength." "I don't know if Thunder King can take it. He is also an ordinary peerless genius. No.
I know which of the two has greater potential."
In the midst of everyone's discussion, the earth-yellow sword light had already reached the top of Wang Teng's head, exuding a terrifying pressure, as if it was going to crush the entire space.
Wang Teng was unmoved, and his whole body was suspended in place like a sacred mountain. The ten-foot thunder god behind him rushed out, and his six thunder and lightning arms danced in unison, and struck down towards the sword light.
"Crack, crack, crack!" Thunder light flashed, sword light roared, and cracks were drawn in the square below. If it were not blessed by the power of a strong man, it would probably no longer exist.
Wang Teng's figure was still suspended there, unscathed, but the phantom of the Thunder God behind him became much dimmer, and Hu Jiu's sword was easily caught by him.
"Hu Jiu? Although you are one level higher than me, you can't do anything to me at all. Even if you use all your strength, you can only be at a tie with me. You'd better take your people and leave as soon as possible! Don't lose face then, don't
I thought there was no strong person in our Heavenly Emperor Realm." Wang Teng looked confident and smiled at Hu Jiu with his lips raised.
"You are not worthy of me using all my strength. That move just now was just for fun. You will soon regret what you said before." Hu Jiu was looked down upon by Wang Teng, and his face turned livid.
He snorted coldly, and suddenly swung the giant bronze sword in his hand. This time, not only one sword light flew away, but dozens of sword lights fell down. Each one seemed to be much more powerful than the previous one.
.
"I didn't use any force at all, the Immortal Thunder Technique." Wang Teng raised his eyebrows slightly and formed seals with his hands. Suddenly, golden and purple electric snakes whizzed out and faced the sword light.
"Bah, bang, bang!" The two forces collided together, canceling each other out. Wang Teng's Immortal Thunder Technique was a seventh-level immortal technique, and it was already so powerful without being used to its extreme.