Pushing the heavens horizontally starts from the wind and clouds

Chapter 704 The Ancient Emperor Teng
In the distant sky, a golden ancient chariot flew from a distance, and a figure above it had a face as sharp as a knife, bronze skin, black hair fluttering, and a very powerful figure.

In addition, there are nine real dragons, nine white tigers, nine phoenixes, and nine basalts around him, which represent the four images of the starry sky and surround him.

This is simply the picture of the Emperor of Heaven, guarded by the four images of the starry sky, the existence on top of the chariot, with radiant light, and majestic view of the world.

Around him, there are two more beings, one is one foot tall, the whole body is shining with silver light, covered with scales, with silver hair shawl, and there is actually a vertical eye between his eyebrows.

And the other is two meters tall, with a pair of golden wings, and the whole body is shining with golden light, covered with golden armor.

These are two ancient creatures that do not belong to the human race. Once they appeared on the land of the Eastern Wasteland, they attracted the attention of many people.

"His name is Beidi? Why haven't I heard of it? Someone in the north has already proved himself as emperor?"

Someone in Donghuang was shocked.

"Although he has not become an emperor, he has already shown the demeanor of a young emperor. Look at me, which one exists in Donghuang, who has this kind of strange appearance all over his body, dragons and phoenixes, white tigers and basalt, surrounded by four elephants, and ancient creatures follow him, shining golden light , the ancient emperor is reborn!"

"The genius Wang Teng among the geniuses of Beiyuan, I have heard of some, he is called the reincarnation of the ancient emperor. I heard that he was already invincible to the younger generation in Beiyuan at the age of fifteen. Now that he is in his twenties, I don't know what level he has broken through to."

Someone muttered, with a serious face, and told a story about the Northern Emperor Wang Teng.

The growth trajectory of this young man is too similar to the great emperor in the history of the human race, even worse.

When he was born less than two years old, he was carried by a crane and submerged into the clouds, and often disappeared for a month or two, each time with a reborn change.

At the first time, his people were worried, but after that, the crane often picked him up, until he stopped when he was twelve years old.

During this period, many adventures happened to him.It is said that when he was five years old, he danced with the dragon in the deep pool. At the age of seven, he entered a lake and got a golden ancient chariot. Emperor blood.

All this is like a dream, but it really happened to Wang Teng, which is no less than the legendary experience of the ancient emperor.

"What, there is such a thing? This is incredible, how could his luck be so good?"

The monks in Donghuang were stunned after hearing the man's words. All this seemed too unbelievable. The ancient emperor Teng was born by the fate of Zhong Tiandi, just like the protagonist in the legend.

"If I have this kind of opportunity, I'm afraid that if I can't become a great emperor, I will at least need a saint."

Some people are angry, but dare not speak out.

Because not far away, on that golden ancient chariot, the ancient emperor was so radiant, like Ziwei patrolling the sky, the emperor of heaven descended into the world, his eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

The incomparably exuberant qi almost drowned it, like a galaxy surging, terrifying beyond compare, the brilliance covering the sky and the sun, making it hard to look at it.

"It's such a big aura, even the aura of Holy Master Yaoguang seems to be suppressed by the ancient emperor Teng, but the ancient emperor Teng is only in his twenties this year, and his aura can actually suppress the existence of the older generation. "

Someone is trembling, the Holy Lord of the Light Shaking Holy Land is surrounded by one hundred and eight worlds, which is already extremely terrifying, but at this moment, facing the ancient emperor Teng surrounded by four spirits, the Holy Lord of the Light Shaking Holy Land is still at a disadvantage .

"It's terrible. There is such an existence in this world. Is there any reason for this?"

A cultivator in his twenties, whose current cultivation base is only in the Lunhai realm, looked at the existence on the golden ancient chariot in the distance, and felt a huge gap.

The golden ancient chariot is obviously also a rare treasure, walking in the void seems to be unbearable for Void Dou.

"His grandma's, this is too much pretense, even better than Daoist me."

A fat Taoist priest watched this scene, the corners of his mouth twitching. He was sure that there were not many people in the world who could pretend better than this Wang Teng.

"But I'm a little curious about what will happen when this guy meets that existence."

The fat Taoist stared carefully at the formation in the distance. There seemed to be nothing there now, but he could also see that when someone entered the formation, a different formation would appear there.

What kind of tricks will the ancient emperors play when they enter the battle?

"This time the tomb of the demon emperor appeared, why didn't the most precious treasure of the Eastern Desolation, the Desolate Pagoda, come here? Could it be that the Northern Emperor Teng also came for the Desolate Pagoda."

A lot of thoughts flashed through the fat Taoist's mind, but in the end he didn't move anything.

There are more and more powerful people coming from this area, and it is not easy to fish in troubled waters.

At this moment, the four spirits gathered together, and the Northern Emperor Wang Teng, who was like the reincarnation of the emperor of heaven, came forward.

His blood is surging, his whole body is radiant, his majestic posture is flourishing, and his whole body is one with heaven and man. With every breath, the divine light surges, as if a great emperor is coming from a distance.

"Get out of the way, my son is here. This time, my son came to Donghuang to obtain the most precious treasure in the tomb of the demon emperor, the Desolate Pagoda. Only when the Desolate Pagoda falls into my son's hands can I have it." Good place to stay."

Beside Northern Emperor Wang Teng, a middle-aged man showed arrogance, seeing that all the existences in the Eastern Wilderness were a little bit afraid of him, and his expression became even more proud.

"The Pagoda, the most precious treasure in the East, is the people from the Northern Plains actually going to fight for it?"

"What is a barren tower?"

"The barren tower is said to be with the Eastern Barren. When there were living beings on this vast land, the barren tower existed. It contains vast and unpredictable power. It is immortal and can suppress all strong people."

"Since ancient times, many unrivaled powerhouses have hated the barren tower. There is nothing that can resist the barren tower's suppression. There are several legends about immortals in the eastern barren region, all of which are related to the barren tower. This Northern Emperor of the Northern Plains , actually want to covet my most treasured barren pagoda in the Eastern Wilderness?"

"Who is not convinced, you can come out and try it out. I, Wang Chong, will destroy it directly without my brother's help."

A little boy jumped down from the chariot, looking down on all sentient beings, his expression was indifferent, a bit inconsistent with his age.

This little boy seemed to be only seven or eight years old, very young, but his tone was crazy.

"I'll teach you, little baby. You're only seven or eight years old, but you're so arrogant. I want to teach you how to do things so that you won't be beaten to death in the future."

Finally, someone in the Eastern Wasteland couldn't stand it any longer. An old man came out. This old man was the existence of the secret realm of the Dao Palace.

"Looking for death, you actually want to teach me how to do things? You are finished, and there is no need for a second move to kill you."

Wang Chong, the younger brother of the ancient emperor Teng, looked even more gloomy. He squeezed his hands together like a real dragon, and he released the dragon chant that resounded through the sky. Nine real dragons appeared in real life. In an instant, the nine dragons were vigorous and powerful, leaping thousands of feet away. , Some probed their claws, and some dragons swung their tails, almost wrapping the old man with a single stroke.

"He is actually an existence in the realm of transforming dragons!"

(End of this chapter)