My son Wang Teng has the appearance of a great emperor

Chapter 183 The Anti-killing Under the Tribulation
Wang Teng's face was plain, with golden lights flashing in his eyes, without any expression of fear.

"Should I say it or not, you are the calmest native I have ever seen. This mothership shot through countless ancient stars and plundered countless divine substances and special blood. You are the only native who disrupted it and made it useless !" Although Mo Jing's tone was full of admiration, his cold eyes were extremely disdainful.

"Hehe, cousin, why do you say so much nonsense to a native, and waste your tongue, you see that his breath is weak and his energy is exhausted, how can he resist us, quickly suppress him, and extract the blood of the gods for me Wait until you practice!" Mo Jia's nostrils were turned upside down, and he didn't even look straight in the face.

"Uncle Clan, it's up to you!" Mo Jing waved his hand, and an ancient holy mech emerged from the sky.

The traces of holy breath spread, the silver mech shone with cold light, and the figure as high as several feet showed a majestic and incomparable strength.

"To deal with an aborigine who has run out of mana, still use the Saint Mecha?" Mo Mingxuan felt that it was overkill.

"He's not an ordinary native, it's better to be careful, I don't want to make mistakes again, take him down quickly to prevent other forces from coming!" Mo Jing's tone is unquestionable, this is his style of doing things, and the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength .

"Okay!" Mo Mingxuan didn't say much, and directly entered the mech.

Immediately, the mecha several feet high began to operate continuously, and the terrifying and powerful force broke through the sky.

The emergence of holy-level fluctuations is the real revival of the holy artifact. There are thousands of traces of the avenue, constantly surrounding the mecha, forming a dense atmosphere.

"Are you still going to catch him?" Mo Mingxuan's voice was icy cold.

The corners of Wang Teng's mouth turned up, revealing a sneer: "Do you really think you're sure of me?"

"This native, I'm afraid you are stupid! Unless the gods recover, you will be a magic medicine plant raised by my Mo family today!" Mo Jia said.

I saw that under the eyes of everyone, Wang Teng directly swallowed two drops of dragon marrow, and the spiritual energy accumulated in an instant and merged into his body!
"What, the liquid that the aborigines took, the mecha turned out to be a kind of divine mineral, which can completely become the main ingredient of the evolution liquid." Mo Mingxuan's shocked voice came out.

"Quick, suppress it for me to prevent wasting more divine minerals!" Mo Jing was also shocked.

The main ingredient of the evolution fluid is extremely rare, and it takes decades to plunder a divine main ingredient, but he didn't expect this native to waste two drops casually, which made him very angry.

The corner of Wang Teng's mouth rose, he was going to fight against the saint's mecha?

That is impossible, saints are inviolable, all under saints are ants, no matter how defiant you are, you are still a bigger ants, it is impossible to fight against the ancient sages, because there are barriers of the holy land, which cannot be surpassed.

I saw that he didn't pay attention to the saint mech at all, but looked up at the sky.

"Crack!"

A dragon-shaped divine thunder whizzed down, blasting the Eternal Starfield. The terrifying lightning method terrified everything.

That's right, it's the Heavenly Tribulation, the Heavenly Tribulation of the seventh transformation of the Dragon Transformation.

"What's going on, why is there a kind of heaven and earth oppression!"

"How can the clear sky suddenly be covered with dark clouds!"

The people of the Mo family looked at the sky in doubt, and Mo Mingxuan also stopped controlling the mecha, because the divine thunder just now struck right in front of him.

"Crack, click, click!"

In the space with a radius of thousands of miles, there was a strong wind for a while, dark clouds covered the sky, and the terrifying thunder and lightning rolled in the sea of ​​clouds. The traces of lightning showed supreme power in an instant, rolling the coercion of heaven and earth, sweeping the universe.

"It doesn't matter, quickly suppress him and leave this place!" Mo Jing's words were full of dignity.

Mo Mingxuan drove the mecha again, and grabbed it towards Wang Teng.

"Boom!"

A golden divine thunder thicker than a water tank roared and galloped, turning into a dragon's head with a ferocious face, and a trace of destructive aura filled the sky. Suddenly, within a hundred meters around Wang Teng, it was submerged by a sea of ​​thunder, and even the ancient holy machine Armor also stopped completely, and traces of lightning intertwined on the surface, completely attracting most of the thunder disasters.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Mo Mingxuan's painful screams came from inside the mecha, and after a while, black smoke wafted out of it, mixed with a burning smell.

After a dozen or so breaths, the thunder and lightning gradually disappeared.

At this moment, a hundred meters around Wang Teng was scorched, with black smoke emitting, and a choking smell emanating. The whole land sank a full meter, and the power of thunder and lightning was extremely terrifying.

And the ancient sage mecha was still surrounded by lightning bolts, accompanied by the sound of exploding, while inside, Mo Mingxuan was silent.

"Buzz!"

Immediately, the mecha unfolded, and I saw a body like black charcoal, stiff and fell to the ground, without breathing.

"Uncle Clan!" Everyone was shocked, but no one dared to approach, so they couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Shh!"

Wang Teng's fingers fluctuated, and he saw that the ancient holy mechs that were several feet long were directly included in his pocket, and he would study them carefully after the catastrophe was over.

"I see. According to rumors, those who are talented and ascetic, when they practice to a certain level, the Heavenly Dao will send down lightning to test the results of their practice. This native is definitely the source of the lightning!" An old man of the Mo family said, shouted.

"What, it turned out to be caused by him."

"Kill the uncle of the clan, snatch the holy armor of our clan, kill him for me!" Mo Jing was furious.

"No, according to records, when you practice penance against thunder and lightning, you can't get close, otherwise you will be sensed by the heavens and tested together, stay away from here quickly!" The old man said again.

As soon as the words fell, all the Mohist disciples rushed into the battleship one after another, wanting to retreat from the thunder disaster.

But how could Wang Teng be happy.

I saw him walking directly through the air, mixed with streaks of thunder, flying towards the crowd.

The Heavenly Tribulation at this time is also extremely powerful. The purple thunder and lightning descended from the sky, and the sky and the earth are filled with purple mist. The light is dazzling. At this moment, the world turned into thunder and lightning is full of thunderstorms. Every inch of space is full of terrifying brilliance, enough to destroy everything.

"Ahhh!"

"do not want!"

A scream came from the thunderstorm.

Several people were instantly wiped out on the spot.

At this moment, Wang Teng was mixed with the sea of ​​thunder and turned into a god of thunder. The endless purple glow gathered together and fell down. In an instant, three more people's bodies were cracked and shattered into dust.

The sky and the earth shook, and the Dao pattern exploded.

Heavenly Tribulation is too terrifying, Wang Teng is fighting against Heavenly Tribulation.While chasing and killing the Mo family, countless people began to flee, fleeing towards the mothership and the battleship.

"Ah, native, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go"

"Ah, ah, spare my life!"

In an instant, two people were smashed to pieces by lightning.

Wang Teng turned into a god, and on his back, the spine became a big dragon, with its head raised and roaring, lifelike, as if running through the past and the present, and never changing.

The sword embryo formed by Ping Luan Jue's forging soul appeared on Wang Teng's head full of aura.

There are continuous thunder and lightning strikes on his sword body, and then, a lot of lines are manifested, although hazy, but they are innate god lines, intertwined with their own laws, and evolved into dao marks. This is a kind of metamorphosis. Especially when Wang Teng added Shenshen Zijin, the transformation was even more obvious!

Wang Teng didn't know what would become of this kind of sword embryo forged by the soul, but it was definitely a heaven-defying fetish, and it might be incomparable to cooperate with the pacification of chaos.

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