Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 337 Dao Monument, Thoughts of Inner Devil

The mist was misty, the lightsaber was crystal clear, Wang Teng's hands and feet were nailed to the wall, his eyes were bloodshot, his black hair was loose, and his expression was in a trance.

His physical body was very strong, the wound was flickering with red light, and the power of Qi and blood was surging. He wanted to heal the wound, and formed a stalemate with the sword glow.

However, compared to the physical pain, the mental humiliation almost caused him to collapse.

"I know what's on your mind."

Su Yu stopped the curse seal, stood up, walked in front of Wang Teng, and said calmly: "I think I am an old monster who seized the house and rebuilt it. I think the battle in the Southern Territory is unfair. You have resentment in your heart, that's why you are like this." ,right."

The hall was extremely silent. The man on the wall had disheveled hair, said nothing, was angry, and his face was pale, but there was a look of mockery in his eyes, and no fear at all.

"Is this the only method you have? This bit of pain is nothing."

Seeing that Wang Teng's heart was still there, Su Yu smiled and did not get angry. He took out a jade tablet on his own.

"This is the tempering set by the Immortal Emperor for his heir. It contains a spiritual thought of the Immortal Emperor. He will maintain the same state as the person who entered the monument."

Hearing this sentence, Wang Teng's eyes were a little surprised. He has a deep relationship with the ancient clan, and he knows many things about the ancient times, so he naturally knows about the Immortal Emperor.

That one, known as the ancient god, was worshiped by many ancient tribes, and he was a legendary existence.

"Since you are determined to be the emperor, do you dare to fight at the same level as the Immortal Emperor?" Su Yu waved his sleeves wide, and saw the emperor's road stele standing aside.

"Buzz!"

After a soft sound, the four slender purple-gold swords turned into a chain of order and sank into Su Yu's eyebrows.

In an instant, the wound on Wang Teng's body healed, and his body was soaked in phoenix blood, which was stronger than the normal king's body.He operated the immortal method and used the taboo methods in the "Lan Gu Jing" in order to restore himself to the peak.

In an instant, Qi and blood surged, and heavenly sounds rang out. Wang Teng was enveloped in a golden light. He was bathed in the holy light, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, giving people a sense of inviolability.

After a while, Wang Teng kept his state at the peak. He looked at Su Yu with a calm expression on his face, and said without sadness or joy, "Have you broken through this jade tablet?"

"You will know when you go in. Sometimes this world will cover your eyes. It is a rare opportunity to be able to fight with the emperor at the same level." The stele was opened.

Surrounded by golden light, his eyes cold and sharp, Wang Teng is extraordinary, surrounded by 36 phantoms of fairy spirits, just like the reincarnation of an ancient emperor, Su Yu's torture to him before did not affect him at all.

Gazing at the immemorial divine pattern on the simple and simple jade tablet, his forehead bone was shining brightly, emitting an eternal fairy light.

"If you are invincible, quit quickly, that one can kill your body through mental power."

At the last moment, Su Yu added that he still had expectations for Wang Teng, and couldn't bear to see him being killed by the undead.

Wang Teng paused for a moment, and then rushed into the Taoist monument. He was full of resentment in his heart, and wanted to vent his anger.
Although he and Su Yu have not been together for a long time, he knows that the other party has plans for him and wants to subdue him. If he follows his will, the future will be smooth, and even the family can soar into the sky.

However, he is a majestic Northern Emperor, how could he be inferior to others, if he could not prove the Tao, he would rather die in battle on the emperor's road, this is his inner obsession.

"The Immortal of the Second Heaven of Xiantai can step into the divine ban more than ten times, and now Wang Teng is half a step away from Immortal Er"

Su Yu thought for a moment, he was a little unsure of the law of this innate sacramental body clone who survived the battle, and the other party did not use the divine prohibition.

According to his thinking, the Northern Emperor won't die in the battle, even if he can't win, he should be able to save his life. On the Emperor's Road, the place where the real distance is in the taboo field.

Ye Fan realized Taoism in the realm of the sage king, created his own taboo field, and killed everything with the Heavenly Emperor's fist. From then on, he and his fellow Tianjiao opened a big distance.

Under the taboo field, the same is the eight taboos, even if you lose, you still have the power to parry!

In the space of the jade stele, Immortal Emperor Xuying saw another newcomer coming, with a sneer on his face, he raised the five-color sky knife and rushed up.

If he could step into the divine ban, he would have the chance to kill his body. He had countless chances, while the opponent had only one chance.

As soon as Wang Teng entered the starry sky, his soul frantically warned, a brilliance that was more dazzling than a comet shot out across the sky, slashing at his primordial spirit.
After hundreds of breaths, a ray of extremely dim spiritual thoughts flew out from the jade tablet, and Wang Teng returned to his body. His originally strong aura instantly faded away, and his body was covered in blood.

There was blood dripping between his eyebrows, and a terrible crack appeared, and a force that cut his foundation invaded, making his soul unstable, and his whole vitality was seriously injured.

"You defeated him at the same level, the legendary ancient god, the Immortal Emperor. How could he be so strong, even the ancient emperor is no match for you."

Wang Teng was a little distraught, feeling that his life had reached the lowest point, Dilu's hope was annihilated, and everything was over.

Originally, when Su Yu enslaved him, he experienced a collapse of his Dao heart, but that time Su Yu showed a power of soul far surpassing that of the first heaven of Xiantai, and he used this reason to convince himself.

However, this time it was a bloody fact. He failed miserably in front of the Immortal Emperor and was almost completely killed by him.

Especially after he mentioned Su Yu, the Immortal Emperor changed his elegance and peace, turned into the Immortal Phoenix, and directly used the Immortal Seal of the Divine Phoenix and Soul Control Technique, which instantly wiped out two-thirds of his spiritual thoughts.

If he hadn't practiced the "Qian" word secret, and the power of Yuanshen was strong, he might not be able to come back this time.

And this also represents the fact that Su Yu has a high probability of defeating the Immortal Emperor of the same rank, otherwise that one would not have such an overreaction.

Seeing that the Northern Emperor was seriously injured, Su Yu moved his mind, and two wisps of chaotic energy flew out, dragging Wang Teng's body, and then he took out a jade purification bottle.

The source flowed out, and the drops of the divine spring were crystal clear, sinking into Wang Teng's wound, filled with life essence, exuding bright brilliance, nourishing his body and soul, penetrating through his limbs and bones, healing him injury.

This feeling is very pleasant. Under the effect of the divine spring, Wang Teng even felt the "doors" in his body trembling, as if awakening the original divine power of the physical body.
However, his heart was cold, and he felt that the future was bleak, the emperor's road was broken, and his obsession was gone.

"Why, it's also the Eight Bans, why is he so strong." Wang Teng murmured in his heart, with a look of despair in his eyes.

This time, all his pride disappeared, and he was completely defeated in the same level battle.

If there is no Su Yu, it is nothing to lose to the ancient gods, but he and Su Yu lived in the same life, and there is only one Emperor's Path, so one of them is destined to fail.

And at this time, Su Yu asked inappropriately: "Has he used the divine ban?"

"Forbidden God? Forbidden God? How is it possible that you fought against the Immortal Emperor in the state of Divine Forbidden?" Wang Teng turned around with difficulty, looking at Su Yu with burning eyes.

"That's right!" Seeing Beidi gasp, Su Yu was quite happy.

In all fairness, his attitude towards Wang Teng is considered gentle, there are three imperial scriptures, three sects and nine mystical magic arts.If Wang Teng hadn't jumped in front of his eyes every day, he wouldn't have used thunderous means.

"As I said before, the ultimate path is not our end point. Follow me in this life, you and I will fly together, and the emperor is already one step ahead. With your talent, you must definitely prove the way."

After the punishment, Su Yu began to speak softly, dreaming that Wang Teng would be able to figure it out.

However, to his disappointment, Wang Teng lay silently in the clouds and mist, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was a look of struggle on his face, and he couldn't see the feelings buried in his heart.

After dozens of breaths, Wang Teng opened his eyes, with mixed emotions in his heart and complex expressions.

"Why is this so? I can't understand people like you. You have robbed me of my chaotic ancient heritage, and now you still want me to follow you.
"What use is a person like me to you? Why do such stupid things. On the emperor's road, the loser only dies, and there is no follower."

Bei Di stood up with difficulty, his face was pale and his power was vain, and he said sadly.

A breeze blew, and the two sat on the futon. Su Yu said seriously: "If Luangu was like you when he was young, there would be no future Emperor Luangu."

"Throughout the ages, there has only been one chaotic emperor. There is no hope for you in this life." Wang Teng smiled wryly, feeling desolate in his heart, feeling that everything was in vain.

The ardent hope of relatives, the sustenance of He Lao, and his own ambitions, everything has become a phantom of yesterday, turned into the wind and sand in time, flowing away at the fingertips, unfathomable.

(End of this chapter)