Chapter two thousand five hundred and thirty
In the starry sky of the Heavenly God Realm, the old monster Tianchi fought with the three supreme elders of Beihua Immortal Palace, Tianxing Martial Palace, and Taiyi Zhen Mansion, which made the starry sky boil, the universe tremble, and ghosts cried and howled.
It is with this mysterious skill that you will not lose the disadvantage.
You should know that the three Supreme Elders are all existences with profound achievements.
The reason why the old monster Tianchi can do this shows the power of the Tianjing magic skill.
What everyone did not expect was that Wang Teng could actually do the magical skill of Tianjing, which was so surprising.
There are also some people who are more active-minded. They know that Wang Teng had dealt with the old man Tiancan, who was the nephew of the old monster Tianchi. When he was running for his life, he stole many treasures of the old monster Tianchi, including the Tianjing magic skill.
It is guessed that Wang Teng obtained the method of practicing the Tianjing magic skill from the old man Tiancan.
This makes many people envious.
If such magical skills are auctioned in the Heavenly God Realm, I don’t know how valuable it will be.
Even masters of the level of the mansion master will spend a huge price to buy.
Even if you are not careful, it will cause a huge bloody storm.
Wang Teng got it without paying the price.
It's really jealous.
There were Elder Youlong and others in the square, and they were also a little surprised at this moment.
Wang Teng used the magical skill of the Tianjing, and his aura was much stronger than that of the old man Tiancan, as if he had used the true mystery of the magical skill of the Tianjing.
How is this possible?
Old Man Tiancan is a master with a higher level than theirs.
Even if Wang Teng obtains the magical skill of Tianjing, how could he be better than him?
"There is only one possibility. He obtained the Tianyuan Stone, so he truly practiced the essence of the Tianjing Divine Art."
One of the old men in red exclaimed.
They have also heard of it. If they want to truly practice the magical skill of Tianjing, they must need Tianyuan Stone.
Tianyuan Stone is a very precious stone that is very rare in the entire universe.
Back then, the old monster Tianchi was lucky enough to get a piece of it before he could cultivate the magical skill of Tianjing to such a state.
Wang Teng could also get the Tianyuan Stone, which really surprised him.
This guy seems to be carrying a halo of luck on his back.
Some items that are difficult to obtain in the eyes of outsiders are very easy to get with.
When Elder Youlong and his friends heard this, they felt relieved. In the Alchemy Hall, Wang Teng defeated Dan Ling in the alchemy. It was indeed said that he got a rare Tianyuan Stone from him... "Tianjing Divine Art, did you actually let this Tianjing Divine Art?"
In the bamboo forest, Liu Yu saw the mirror in front of Wang Teng's face also changed, and he said sharply as if he was a ghost.
If Wang Teng had not had this skill, he would never have been able to take the hole of Mo Yu Flying Knife after he thought.
But now he is starting to feel unsure.
The reputation of this magical skill is too great in the heavenly god world. Not to mention the Moyu Flying Knife, even the magical skill killing weapon that is much stronger than the Moyu Flying Knife can't do anything.
If the Moyu Flying Knife is not posing any threat to Wang Teng.
His fate will be a little bad.
Now his mood that he felt that he would win was a bit broken.
"Good, taste it."
Wang Teng smiled coldly, his thick black hair was erect, his eyes were cold, like a sword unsheathed, sharp and shocking.
After obtaining the Tianyuan Stone from Danling, he successfully learned the Tianjing Magic Art.
It's just that I've never used it in front of outsiders.
Now he can also sense the vigorous energy contained in the mirror in front of him.
This made him feel a little excited and passionate.
"Tianjing magical power, reflection, kill!"
At that moment, Wang Teng shouted loudly from his mouth, and exploded here like thunder.
Buzz! The mirror in front of him suddenly emitted a milky white sacred light, like the revival of an ancient and powerful artifact.
Liu Yu's sharp and forced black jade flying knife came close to him, without any impact on the mirror. It was like a mud cow entering the sea. The mirror only rippled with layers of ripples, and then it all swallowed in without any trace.
Then, Wang Teng's eyes shot out a cold light, his fingers pointed like swords, and he pointed forward a little.
The mirror rippled again, and the black jade flying knife rushed out of it.
The flying knife now turned the spear head and began to shoot at Liu Yu.
The flying knife contained that terrifying murderous aura, which was at least seven or eight times stronger than when dealing with Wang Teng.
He just killed him like this, and the bamboo forest was shrouded in a terrifying solemn aura. The temperature dropped sharply, and a bit cold and irritating.
There are even many shrubs and grass that freeze quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The viewers who were closer were even more shocked and their scalp was numb, and they fled and retreated toward the surroundings.
The murderous aura is too strong, even if the distance is relatively close, it can't stand it.
The divine power in the body was frozen in the cold air.
It can be seen how terrifying the power contained in the Moyu flying knife at this time.
"No..." Seeing this scene, Liu Yu suddenly became desperate, his face turned pale and bloody, his forehead was sweating profusely, and a roar came from the depths of his heart.
The Moyu Flying Knife is his most powerful means. Even if he uses it, he can't bear it.
What's more, Wang Teng's current magical skill in Tianjing has made the power of the Moyu Flying Knife stronger at himself.
He now has the smell of shooting himself in the foot.
Moreover, the terrifying murderous aura emitted from the Moyu flying knife also made him feel discouraged.
He knew that no matter what, he would be unable to take it.
Now a hint of gloom was added to his heart, and he felt that the world in front of him had become a little dark.
I am dead.
It fell into Wang Teng's hands.
For him, it was a great frustration.
After all, Wang Teng is not even a disciple of Baiyin.
Then, a tide of fear flowed out in his heart, and he knelt down almost uncontrollably, his expression full of anxiety and sincerity, and said, "Wang Teng, I was wrong. I beg you not to kill me. As long as you don't kill me, you can do anything you can..." His voice trembled, and he subconsciously kowtowed to Wang Teng.
Escape is useless at all. Once the Moyu flying knife locks the person, it cannot escape, and only faces the front.
Only by making Wang Teng soft-hearted can he save his life.
"Give up you?"
Wang Teng smiled, and his smile was sarcastic. He was like watching an idiot who had done so many bad things and killed countless people. Have you ever thought about letting others go?
Today, he is very capable and breaks all kinds of sinister means.
If it is another silver disciple, it will definitely be defeated.
For these executioners, dirty guys like demons.
Only by killing all the people can we return some innocent ones among the disciples of the Immortal Palace.
"Go on the way."
So, Wang Teng just looked cold and said such words.
Chapter completed!