"But there is someone to challenge?" Wang Teng looked around and said indifferently.

After Qingyang's physical body was reorganized, although he was full of reluctance, he could only retreat silently.

"I'll come..." Nanhai is worthy of being a blessed place for immortals, and there are many people with hidden tigers and hidden dragons. I don't know how many people there are, but then another man in black flew out.

This is also an immortal genius who was famous in the South China Sea decades ago. His power is not under Qingyang, and he is even more powerful.

His weapon is a black ancient tripod with a dragon tattooed with a lifelike appearance. When he waves, he often roars and roars into the sky.

Unfortunately, Wang Teng has been promoted to the third level of the Ancestral Realm. I am invincible in the Nine-Phase World. The man in black still cannot do it. After a hundred battles, he was swallowed by Wang Teng's Nine-Phase World. Wang Teng's aura increased a little again.

This time I was far from jumping to the first level of the sky.

After all, although it is magical to train physical skills in merging troops, you must swallow the increasingly powerful magic weapons to increase your strength.

This black tripod is about the same level as the Eight Swords. If you want to reach the fourth level from the third level, Wang Teng must swallow at least five pieces.

"This kid is a freak, swallowing other people's weapons and strengthening his body." Many people were furious.

Wang Teng’s Nine-Phase World is so weird that it’s so scary.

Some elders from the major immortal sects lamented that after the emergence of the South China Sea, the storm caused a bloody storm, but Wang Teng is now getting it. The other party is very lucky.

When Wang Teng punched the man in black and flew away, the audience was silent and no one dared to challenge him.

He connected the defeated three geniuses, Situ Xia, Qingyang and the man in black. Not only were they not injured, they were also getting stronger and stronger, with a brilliant record and entered the top five. Obviously there was no problem.

"Three days later, you come here to gather. At that time, our major immortal sects will join forces and summon Penglai Immortal Island." The abbot of the abbot was Master Cang Zhen from Wuliang Palace, staring at Wang Teng, with a bad tone.

"Thank you." Wang Teng just smiled faintly and left Miao Lao and others directly.

The next day, Wu Qingcheng and Miao Lao returned to Piaomiao Peak again, while Wang Teng and Qinglu stayed in Shenlong City.

The Immortal Gate Conference is still being held, and it is so many people participating in this competition, which will take three days.

After breakfast, Wang Teng drove the green donkey out of Shenlong City and flew eastward. He was going to see Zi Yue.

Wuliang Palace is located in the east of the South China Sea. It is an immortal sect with a long history. Its ancestor Wuliang Heavenly Lord is also a famous Taoist figure, shocking the past and present.

Among the many immortal gates in the South China Sea, the status of Wuliang Palace is almost the Beidou of Mount Tai.

Wang Teng’s purpose is here.

In front of us, a continent-like island appeared in the empty sea area. The island was surrounded by mountains, with vegetation and trees, clouds and clouds, and fairy mist, and a peaceful state.

The huge immortal gate base is located in it, like a huge gem, glowing all over.

There are many temples inside, lakes are dotted, spiritual cliffs stand together, rare birds and beasts appear, and some people shine on their own, flying among the mountains, exuding a strong fairy spirit.

"Who is coming to my Wuliang Palace?"

Just before Wang Teng and Qinglu arrived at the mountain gate of Wuliang Palace, a man flying with a sword descended from the sky, with a layer of rays of light all over his body, like a god from heaven who came down to the earth without any mortal aura.

"I'm sorry to announce it, Wang Teng comes and asks to see Ziyue." Wang Teng said lightly.

"Wang Teng?" The young man was surprised. Yesterday, Wang Teng made a big splash at the Immortal Sect Conference, winning the top five places, and it has spread throughout the South China Sea.

"You are so bold, you dare to come here." At this moment, a big bell flew from the mountain, full of gold.

A man walked out of the big bell, and it was Situ Xia who was defeated by Wang Teng yesterday.

Soon, a group of people, Wu Lingkong, Liu Yan, Yu Wenfeng, and others who were related to Wang Teng, were present.

"Junior Sister Ziyue is in seclusion. You want to see him, but there is no door. Today, I will give you an unforgettable lesson." Situ Xia Senran said.

Wu Lingkong, Liu Yan, and Yu Wenfeng were also staring at Wang Teng with a bad expression.

"Do you still have to attack me?" Wang Teng said calmly.

"It is natural to do something to you. Are there few Liangzis who have you formed with our Wuliang Palace? Junior brothers and sisters, come together and take this kid down for me." Situ Xia Ning shouted and rushed forward.

Wu Lingkong, Liu Yan, Yu Wenfeng and other disciples from Wuliang Palace all flew over, like a tsunami.

Magic weapons passed through the void and suppressed them, causing the sky to change color, and the nearby sea area was boiling.

"Hmph, it's up to you?" Wang Teng snorted heavily, feeling chilling in his heart. He came to Wuliang Miyamoto and was unwilling to take action.

Rumble!

Wang Teng's body was full of golden light, and a huge Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram appeared, covering the sky. The magic weapon in the sky was immediately put away, looking like a mud cow like a sea, disappearing without a trace.

In an instant, the magic weapons entered Wang Teng's body and were frantically refined by the Nine-Phase World to transform into energy bodies. The light in Wang Teng's body flashed, and his breath was a little stronger, one step closer to the fourth level of the Ancestral Realm.

"Wang Teng, where is my magic weapon?" Situ Xia was stunned and shouted wildly.

The Emperor God Bell, which made him proud, lost contact.

"It has become a part of my body. It is worthy of being the Emperor God Bell, and its energy is really great." Wang Teng said with a smile.

He is only one line away from the fourth level of the Ancestral Realm.

This is thanks to the Emperor God Bell.

Situ Xia's eyes were red and heart-wrenching. The Emperor God Bell was his treasure. With this thing, he had no idea how many geniuses he defeated in the South China Sea.

It can be said that if it weren't for the Emperor God Bell, he wouldn't have the glory he is now. He was swallowed and refined by Wang Teng, which made his heart bleeding.

"Ah, Wang Teng, today I will never stop you!" Situ Xia roared to the sky, screaming wildly, like a madman, and rushed directly.

Bang! However, the result was tragic. Wang Teng's face was cold and he punched Situ Xia directly, cutting through the sky like a ball, and colliding a mountain a hundred miles away.

Wang Teng's strength now, an ordinary immortal genius, is nothing in his eyes.

"Do everything!" Wang Teng strode forward, his black hair dancing wildly, as if one of them approached.

Wu Lingkong, Liu Yan, and Yu Wenfeng were all frightened and trembled, feeling that Wang Teng was like a demon, and had a huge shadow on him in his heart and dared not stop him.

"Wang Teng, this is my Wuliang Palace. Do you dare to do whatever you want, take it as my Wuliang Palace. No one will punish you?" Yu Wenfeng swallowed his saliva and said forcefully. Two years ago, the other party's realm was similar to his, but now the gap is too big. He is like an ant in front of a giant dragon, only trembling.
Chapter completed!