Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-fifth The World, Who Will Compete?
Boom!
Roar! Hiss!
Above the sky, golden ancient chariots were running by, surrounded by a vast starry sky, with real dragons climbing the palace, white tigers approaching the stars, black treasures spreading the sea, and brilliant visions appeared.
It's so amazing, it's simply a picture of the Emperor of Heaven's World Tour!
"Look, there is a figure on the ancient chariot!"
Below, the monks exclaimed, it was incredible, there was actually someone on the mysterious ancient chariot?
Could it be that those geniuses who have just entered have obtained great luck?!
"Brother, that strange phenomenon is so familiar."
On the Wang family's warship, Wang Chengfeng exclaimed lightly and stared at the golden ancient chariot that was crisscrossing the sky. The surrounding visions looked familiar.
"It seems, it's really similar to Teng'er's vision."
Wang Chengkun felt aroused when he heard this. He looked up and saw that he was very familiar, almost exactly the same as the vision of his own child.
But isn’t Teng’er still in the ancient god lake?
He hesitated slightly, looked carefully for a few seconds, and was suddenly shocked.
"It's pretty... It's like a bullshit! That's Teng'er! Big brother, that's Teng'er! The one who drives the golden ancient chariot is my nephew Wang Teng!!!"
Wang Chengyun cursed angrily, pushed a few Hanzi away, and looked at the golden figure in the sky.
"My son!!!"
Wang Chengkun was extremely excited and stood on the warship and shouted, waving to the golden ancient chariot.
Roar! Hiss!
As if it was a response, the three real spirits spoke out in unison, and the golden ancient chariot began to drive towards the Wang family.
"Hahahaha, my son Wang Teng has the appearance of an emperor!"
Wang Chengkun was ecstatic and was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He never expected that the one who drove the golden ancient chariot would be his own child Wang Teng!
"My nephew Wang Teng, he has the appearance of an emperor!"
Wang Chengfeng and Wang Chengyun all spoke, laughing, attracting countless eyes.
The Thirteenth Master on the side twitched, feeling inexplicably ashamed. This feeling that had almost never appeared in his long life, came.
"Oh my God, what are the people from the Beiyuan Wang family shouting? Could it be that the young emperor who drove the golden ancient chariot was the young emperor?!"
Some monks were surprised and said in a slight sense, very puzzled.
"Nonsense, haven't you seen that ancient chariot drive towards the Wang family? Who else can it be!"
The old monk beside him slapped his head and pointed to the direction of the Wang family warship, quite helpless.
"Elder, it's really Wang Teng. The young emperor of the Wang family has returned from driving the ancient chariot!"
On the warship of the Ice God Palace, a disciple exclaimed, and he saw the figure in the center of the chariot.
It was the young emperor of the Wang family, Teng.
"Elder, do we want to make friends now? It's time to bet!"
Some disciples also had red lights on their faces, thinking that this was an opportunity for the rise of Beiyuan and could not be ignored, and the Wang family would show glory.
The elder of the Ice God Palace was speechless and glanced at the three brothers Wang Chengkun who were shouting, and hesitated.
Why do you feel that the head of the Wang family doesn't look very reliable?
On the barbarian warship, a group of rough men also looked at each other, quite surprised.
"It's really amazing. He has the charm of an ancient emperor at a young age."
An old man spoke slowly, his body covered with animal patterns, filled with quaint and desolate aura.
"snort!"
A cold snorted faintly in the direction of the Golden Family warship, causing continuous ripples to stir up.
"So it's the young emperor from Beiyuan..."
In the direction of the Holy Land of Yaochi, a beautiful woman in the palace dress chuckled and felt a little moved. The emperor's posture was indeed far beyond ordinary.
"Wang Family Wang Teng..."
In the Ji family's residence, many tribe members' eyes flashed, and some whispered, not knowing what they were planning.
"Rank ancient chariots..."
In the direction of the Jiang family, the elder sighed quietly, his eyes a little complicated.
Boom!
The golden ancient chariot moves like a drum, making a thunderous explosion
Wang Teng stood on it, graceful and graceful, like an ancient emperor on a patrol, with the four true spirits flying around, and surrounded by an endless starry sky.
"Who will compete with the world!"
He felt heroic in his heart, looked down at the four sides and laughed out loud.
Boom!
After a while, the golden ancient chariot drew a dazzling track and stayed in the direction of the Wang family warship.
"My son!"
Wang Chengkun was very excited and looked at the figure in the ancient chariot, familiar but unfamiliar.
Inexplicably, he was increasingly unable to see through Wang Teng.
"My nephew!"
The two brothers Wang Chengfeng and Wang Chengyun also stepped forward and watched the young emperor of the Wang family, hoping for the rise of the Wang family in the future.
"I am not in a position to fight in all directions!"
Wang Teng spoke, as if bells and cauldrons were ringing together, heroic and confident.
He drove the golden ancient chariot, and his heart was full of heroes and had the fighting spirit to win over the world.
"Okay! OK! OK! The battle is inevitable for the imperial road, and blood and bones can create a great way."
Wang Chengkun took a deep breath, calmed down his heart's excitement, and smiled with relief.
Not far away, the warship from the Ice God Palace leaned over, and several elders and disciples came to visit, hoping to make friends with Wang Teng.
"Looking down at all directions, waving the eight poles, and covering the Qingming with a finger... The ancient emperor, how brilliant and heavy."
In the chariot of Yaoguang Holy Land, there was an elder whispering, feeling inexplicably, as if a young emperor had risen up and was about to embark on his journey and fight hard in all directions.
"The dragon protects the body, the ancient chariots follow, the Northern Emperor is born..."
A monk whispered, and a strange light shined in his eyes.
In comparison, the geniuses who entered the Ancient God Lake together today are much dim.
The elders of the four major sects changed their minds. They were located in the Northern Territory and bordered the Northern Yuan, so they could try to contact the Wang family and establish relationships.
Today's scene is obvious to all, too amazing. Wang Teng, the Wang family, really has the appearance of an emperor, and will definitely be extraordinary in the future.
Now he is still in the secret realm of the Taoist Palace and is still good to make friends. If he takes over nine heavens in the future, he will not need to add icing on the cake.
Soon, all the geniuses who entered the Ancient God Lake came out, with different expressions, and they all looked at the golden ancient chariot that ran across the sky with some trance.
The Saint Son of Yaoguang smiled slightly, and the beads in the Taoist Palace shone brightly. His purpose of this trip was achieved. He did not care about what others were like. It was not important to him.
The Saint of Yaochi returned to the holy site, stood beside the beautiful woman in the palace dress, and said something solemnly.
"A great enemy, there are many obstacles to the birth of the divine body."
The elder of the Ji family sighed softly and became a little worried. Although his divine body was powerful, he might not be as good as a young emperor.
The young man from the Ji family was silent, as if he was thinking about something, and he was a little confused.
"I don't know if Yifei and... may compete with him."
The elders of the Jiang family flashed their eyes, thinking about their own genius and divine bodies, and compared them with Wang Teng.
"Is physical fitness really that important..."
A red color flashed in Jiang Yiting's eyes, and he felt quite uneasy. Why is it always a physical constitution in their eyes!
He was unwilling to accept it, so he suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and lowered his head to cover it.