"Oh my god! Prince Kuro of the Storm Royal Family was killed, and a great elder beside him..." "Isn't this true? Who has such a powerful ability?"
Those who can do this are at least the tribulation-level seed geniuses in the late Nascent Soul stage! Even Zhao Wentian may not be able to do it!"
"No! It is said that he is a mysterious cultivator who only has the fifth level of Nascent Soul..." "What? This is impossible, this person must be more powerful than Zhao Wentian..." The next day, a shocking message came out
The news spread in the dark city, and Zhao Wentian was suppressed by his reputation.
"It's not because this person is very strong, but because he has an eighth-grade spiritual weapon and a very mysterious monster!" "Wait a minute, I seem to have seen a guy somewhere, and he also has that strange thing about him.
The monster..." "He..., he seems to be in the Black City."
Wang Teng knew nothing about this news at this time. He had already rented a palace with a lot of money and began to practice in seclusion. He would probably practice for a long time. First, he had to transfer all the seventh-level immortal skills
After completing his cultivation, he also needs to restore the cultivation level in his body to its peak state. He can recover as much as he can before going to Tianwu Temple.
Finally, he wanted to use this time to digest all the remaining medicinal power in the small world, and strive to further improve his cultivation.
In the golden space, the demonic energy of Prince Kuro and the great elder has not been destroyed yet, and they are bound by the golden light. However, the consciousness of these two people has been completely wiped out. There is a trace of magic flowing in Prince Kuro's body.
The emperor's blood was drawn out at once and absorbed by the ancient god.
As for the life essence in him, the Great Elder and others, they were also extremely powerful. Wang Teng's blue space suddenly gained nearly two thousand years of life essence, which was enough for him to squander for a while.
Time passes, and the years fly by.
A month later, in the Black City, near the training palace rented by Wang Teng, many powerful men from powerful forces gathered. From time to time, they peered into the palace, but no one dared to really peep.
Ever since it was reported in the ancient magic land that Prince Cullo was killed, many people were interested in the mysterious strong man who killed Prince Cullo. Later, after many confirmations, someone found the palace that Wang Teng rented.
came out.
However, Wang Teng's origin is mysterious, and there may be some big force behind him, so naturally no one would dare to disturb him during his retreat. This is a taboo for cultivators. So in the past month, many cultivators have
I have been staying here all this time just to see Wang Teng with my own eyes.
Unfortunately, what made them depressed was that Wang Teng had been in retreat for such a long time. For a full month, many cultivators had re-entered the ancient magic land to practice many times and came out again.
"Is that guy playing tricks on us? Is he going to continue to be in seclusion?" "There is still one month until the opening of the Tianwu Temple. We have to rush there half a month in advance. There will be many good shows by then.
You can watch it! We can’t waste any more time here.” “That’s right! It’s just a pity that I didn’t get to meet that guy. Do you think he really has that much strength? Even Tianlong Battle Body Zhao Wentian doesn’t know.
Not comparable."
"Then we don't know. Someone will definitely provide us with the answer by then." Outside the palace, many cultivators were already waiting impatiently.
"Huh!" At this time, Wang Teng had no idea what was happening outside. He had been sitting cross-legged on the palace bed as motionless as a rock for a month. On this day, his eyes suddenly opened lazily,
He took a long breath.
"Papa papa!" Wang Teng stood up after a moment, and the bones in his body kept making snapping sounds. It was obvious that the bones had rusted because they had not been moved for too long.
"Ah! It's been a month so soon! Fortunately, I didn't miss the opening day of Tianwu Temple." Wang Teng estimated the time and walked out of the palace.
In the past month, his gains have been huge. Not only has he perfected the power of the seven attributes, but his cultivation has also broken through from the fifth level of Yuanying to the sixth level of Yuanying. His combat power is far beyond what he could compare to before.
.
What's more important is that the full strength he can exert now is already 70% of what he was at his peak. As long as he keeps working hard, he will definitely be confident in dominating the Nascent Soul realm after he recovers from his injuries.
"I wonder what will happen if I meet a strong person in the God Refining Realm now? I have mastered the seventh-level immortal method and can already start learning the eighth-level immortal method." Wang Teng had a look of expectation on his face. This month
During this time, he also entered the purple space and carefully selected seven powerful eighth-level immortal spells.
These seven eighth-level immortal spells are the successors of the "Immortal Thunder Technique" and other immortal spells. Although the names are the same, once they are successfully practiced, their power will be many times more terrifying and their magical uses will be more and more. In the past, Wang Teng had no confidence in practicing the eighth-level magic spells.
The Immortal Technique is limited by the cultivation resources of the Heavenly Emperor Realm.
But the Overlord Realm is different. Cultivation resources are many times richer than those in the Heavenly Emperor Realm, and there is also an area dedicated to collecting spiritual objects.
With a creak, the door of the palace was pushed open by Wang Teng. He walked out slowly, but his expression was startled, because he found that the outside of the palace was already surrounded by all kinds of cultivators, staring at them with extremely fiery eyes.
Look at him.
"What on earth is going on?" Wang Teng felt confused.
"Come out, that guy finally came out." "After a month of waiting, I finally didn't wait in vain!" "I don't know if the wait was in vain! I don't know if he is the one who killed Prince Kuro."
If it hadn't been for him, his head would have been twisted off on the spot." All the cultivators talked with excitement and anticipation on their faces.
"The sixth level of Nascent Soul, no, it's a higher level than the rumors." "This is not surprising! He has been in seclusion for a month, and it is normal for his cultivation to have a breakthrough." Everyone soon discovered Wang
Teng's cultivation is stronger than previously described.
"Why are there so many people? Could it be that I have occupied this palace for too long? I'm so sorry!" Wang Teng said with a confused look on his face.
"I heard that a month ago you killed Prince Kuro and another elder at the peak of Nascent Soul in the Ancient Demonic Land. Is this the case?" At this moment, a group of cultivators came to Wang Teng with expressions on his face.
Seriously.
There are many geniuses among this group of cultivators, but they look at Wang Teng with a hint of fear.
"It turns out that so many people already know about this! Yes, I did kill Prince Kuro, but I was just lucky!" Wang Teng said with a faint smile.
"A fluke?" The cultivators around him suddenly burst into an uproar. Everyone knew that Wang Teng was being modest! To kill Prince Kuro with the cultivation level of the fifth level of Nascent Soul, one must have a tribulation-level seed genius.
of combat power.
"Wang Teng, it's him, it's him!" A trembling voice came from the crowd. Seeing Wang Teng was like seeing a ghost.
"It was him who killed our Holy Son Cao Feng." The speaker's voice was hesitant. He was clearly the cultivator of the Arrow King Sect who had besieged the Ancient Tiger Sect, and they were also in this city.
Holy Son Cao Feng was killed by Wang Teng, which was not unexpected by others. After all, Prince Kuro was much more powerful than Holy Son Cao Feng.
"Wang Teng? I have never heard of this name." "I'm afraid he is a calamity-transcending seed genius from some big force." The cultivators soon learned everything from the disciples of the Arrow King Sect, and also knew about Wang Teng.
name.
However, Wang Teng basically never used the name Wang Teng when he was in the Heavenly Emperor Realm. In addition, the world is so big and there are too many people with the same name. Naturally, no one would associate him with the unknown guy from the Xiaochi Sect.
Therefore, Wang Teng's identity is definitely a secret, and no one present knows it.
"Your Excellency Wang Teng, I want to discuss with you. I wonder if you will accept my challenge." A handsome young cultivator with streaks of golden dragon aura suddenly appeared in front of Wang Teng and treated him lightly.
said.
"It's the ninth prince of Xuantian Empire, Xuan Jin, an ordinary peerless genius." "Xuan Jin has wanted to compete with Wang Teng for a long time. Today he finally came out of seclusion, so naturally he will not miss this opportunity." "Xuan Jin's cultivation level has already been improved.
He has reached the seventh level of Nascent Soul and once tied with Prince Nakuluo. It is normal for him to be dissatisfied with Wang Teng."
Soon some cultivators recognized the young man's origin and said one after another.
"The prince of the Xuantian Empire? You are really no match for me." Wang Teng glanced at the Xuanjin and shook his head.
This Xuan Jin is considered a very common one among the princes of the Xuantian Empire, but because of his extraordinary background and arrogance, when he saw Wang Teng looking down on him so much, a trace of anger suddenly appeared on his face, and he said: "You are afraid of your own lies."
Your identity must be exposed! You can kill Prince Kuro alone. It is simply a fantasy."
"You don't need to use provocation. I'll just fight you. But don't blame me if you are defeated." Wang Teng shook his head and agreed to Xuan Jin's challenge. He didn't want to be here forever.
Go down.
As long as he defeats Xuan Jin and proves his strength, others will definitely not be disrespectful to him anymore.
"Come on!" A moment later, Wang Teng and Prince Xuanjin arrived on the huge battle platform in the black city. Prince Xuanjin didn't say a word, and thousands of golden lights suddenly bloomed in his body, and golden dragons roared towards his body.
He came out and pounced on Wang Teng with all his teeth and claws.
"Break!" Wang Teng gently waved his right fist forward, and a ball of thunder balls wrapped with various colors of thunder and lightning rushed towards the golden dragons, emitting a violent explosion and blocking them in an instant.
"It's scary, so scary!" "He casually took over Prince Xuanjin's killing move. This person's strength is really incredible." "If he really is a calamity-level seed genius, Prince Xuanjin will definitely lose today.
undoubtedly."
Everyone suddenly believed in Wang Teng's fighting power, and their expressions became excited.