"Shenxiang Zhuo Jing."

Wang Tengchen drank, released his blood and energy, covering the nine heavens, and the phantom of the ancient divine elephant behind him appeared to bless his body.

Suddenly, his body seemed to have achieved some eternal state, and neither of the two rotations tore him apart.

The boy in black was a little surprised, never thinking that Wang Teng's divine elephant was so powerful.

Then, he was completely angry, and he gritted his teeth and squirted out a mouthful of essence and blood, sprayed onto the heavy sword. The heavy sword immediately emitted a dazzling divine light and stabbed towards his chest.

Now the heavy sword exerted more powerfully, and the space is broken on a large scale.

Swish! However, a bright moon appeared under Wang Teng's feet, and he used the Divine Lord's Moon Step, dodging the sword as if left and right. This attack came behind the black-shirted boy, and slapped it with a palm, hitting the black-shirted boy's back.

The boy in black shirt changed color and couldn't react at all.

Puff! He immediately vomited blood, his body flew backwards, and his breath was depressed.

Many people regret it. Seeing this, the boy in black shirt will lose.

"You are just like this. You dare to come to seek revenge on me. You must pay some price today."

Wang Teng sneered, grabbed the arm of the boy in black, and tore it hard, and a stinging sound, blood squirted wildly. The boy in black let out a shrill scream, and his arm was torn off.

Then Wang Teng kicked the boy in black clothes on the dantian and kicked a hole out of it. The energy was everywhere, and the boy in black clothes looked pale as paper.

His dantian was actually destroyed by Wang Teng.

The lords of countless races were all terrified.

This is too domineering.

"You lost."

Wang Teng was very strong and looked down at the boy in black clothes and said.

The boy in black clothes was almost bleeding from his teeth, staring at Wang Teng, full of resentment.

He really lost and had nothing to say.

This battle ended much faster than everyone expected.

Countless people were full of awe of Wang Teng. This Hundred Tribes Conference became the stage for Wang Teng's performance alone.

Coming from the God Realm and winning the championship directly is terrifying.

No matter how many years have passed, everyone will think of today.

"Congratulations, Wang Teng, this conference champion is yours."

At this time, Deacon Hua also stood up and chuckled.

Wang Teng nodded to him.

At this point, the Hundred Tribes Conference ended successfully.

Wang Teng's fame has been completely established in the southern region, and many restaurants, streets, and mountains are discussing this matter.

Many people regard Wang Teng as their idol.

Wang Teng obtained one hundred Divine Lord Pills. After taking it, his strength increased again and reached the third level of the Divine Lord Realm.

This made him smile excitedly, and the feeling of becoming stronger was very comfortable.

A month later, he, Deacon Hua and others set out for Dalei Mountain.

Dalei Mountain is seven thousand meters tall, surrounded by clouds and mist, standing east of Nanyu City. There is lightning and lightning in the sky, covered with clouds, and it looks a bit terrifying.

When Wang Teng came here, he felt that a very strong ban had slightly suppressed his strength.

"There are formations in this Dalei Mountain. Although you have obtained the qualification to enter it and realize the truth, whether you can truly achieve your wish depends on your luck."

Deacon Hua chuckled, pointed to a staircase, and said, "Did you see the many wooden stakes on the staircase?"

You have to break through that wooden stake formation to successfully reach the top of the mountain.”

Wang Teng looked at it and found that there was a personal wooden stake there, which smelled solid.

He also sensed a mysterious smell between the organization of each other.

"I'll try."

Wang Teng nodded and came to the stairs.

Boom! At this moment, a faint light emitted from the first human-shaped wooden stake, as if it was activated, and punched Wang Teng hard.

Wang Teng was immediately surprised and found that the space was blocked.

"The power of this wooden stake is so extraordinary."

According to Wang Teng's estimate, people in the fifth level of the Divine Lord Realm may not be able to catch them.

Dong! Wang Teng punched it out, and the surging blood burst out in his body.

Then he was shocked by the powerful force and took four steps back, but a clear crack appeared on the wooden stake.

Many people were watching the ceremony and were gasping for air conditioning.

The power on the wooden stake must be at least in the middle stage of the fifth level of the God Lord realm to compete head-on.

Even people like Lonely Tree, Jin Zun, and Mo Youqing dare not force them.

However, Wang Teng did not suffer much injuries and even cracked the wooden stakes. It was really powerful.

In the past, no one who has come to Dalei Mountain to realize the truth has never been able to do this.

Deacon Hua also smiled faintly and nodded, and he was very impressed by Wang Teng's body.

Wang Teng's heart was heavy. This was just the first wooden stake. It was so powerful. At this glance, there were countless wooden stakes on the stairs. If you wanted to break through, it really smelled like a dragon and tiger den.

Swish! At that moment, Wang Teng used the Divine Lord's Moon Step, and his body turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the top of the mountain. The brute force of the wooden stake was very strong, but he could avoid it.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Wooden stakes keep attacking him.

But I can never touch Wang Teng's body.

Many people who watched it were shocked. Seeing this, Wang Teng could really pass by.

Too simple.

Even Deacon Hua was a little envious of Wang Teng's body movements.

But, just as Wang Teng was about to reach the top of the mountain, suddenly three wooden stakes appeared on a row of steps, lined up and attacked together.

The speed was very fast and covered all directions, and Wang Teng was almost inseparable.

Wang Teng frowned slightly, but in the end he had no choice but to fight.

Dong! He displayed the puppet of the Palace Master of Butian Palace. During this period, he had already practiced the puppet again. Now the power of the puppet and the physical body have become stronger.

Even if you face a person in the fifth level of the Divine Lord Realm, it is absolutely true.

"That's the Lord of the Butian Palace..." Countless people's scalp was numb. Wasn't he already dead?

How could he come out and help Wang Teng?

"This guy actually refined the corpse of the Palace Master of Butian Palace into a puppet."

Some patriarchs said in surprise with a burning look on their faces.

Hiss! Countless people gasped, how brave are they?

If the Lord of the Butian Palace had a little consciousness, Wang Teng would almost certainly die.

After all, this is a peak-level strongman.

When! A loud noise spread, the puppet of the Palace Master of Butian Palace swallowed the mountains and rivers and drove two wooden stakes away.

Wang Teng also shook a wooden stake back with the dark king body.

He is like a god of war, unstoppable, and he has arrived at the final stage.

Here, there is a golden wooden stake standing like a god, sitting cross-legged on the throne, looking down at Wang Teng.

"Junior, you can't get through this level, get out of here."

The golden wooden stake actually spoke, with a loud voice.

Wang Teng changed color. Isn’t this wooden stake dead? How can he speak?

"It seems that the wooden stakes are refined by special techniques. This golden stake is relatively powerful and can only speak out."

Wang Teng talked to himself.
Chapter completed!