My son Wang Teng has the appearance of a great emperor

Chapter 379

In this world, things that can prolong life are hard to come by, especially for saints, ordinary precious medicines are useless.

And the peerless marrow that the Valley of the Gods compensated included two 10-year-old medicine kings, which could increase people's life by nearly 1000 years. If Wang Changsheng took it, wouldn't it mean that within a thousand years, the Wang family might give birth to a saint king?
Even if Wang Changsheng stagnated, no one dared to touch the Wang family for a thousand years, and the four saints were unparalleled forces in the ancient times.

Besides, within a thousand years, if Wang Teng does not fall, he will become a saint, or one step closer, he will be the first to step into the realm of a saint king.

A sanctified congenital Eucharist, just thinking about it makes one's hair stand on end.

After Emperor Wushi became a saint, he became a school of his own. He opened the extraterritorial passage by himself, stepped into the depths of the starry sky alone, and left one after another prestige in the human race's trial ground.

If Wang Teng becomes a saint, he will definitely not be weaker than the Great Emperor Wushi. The current Wang Teng already has the power to fight against the semi-saint, and that kind of Taoism is appalling.

The outside world, the five domains, once again exploded because of Wang Teng.

Many people can see that this must be the last taboo scripture written by Emperor Wushi, and this power is the same as that when Emperor Wushi received the ultimate Taoist soldiers with his bare hands.

"These two Herb Kings represent the wishes of the Wang family. Others don't know it, but I know it. The two seniors have great righteousness, and they will spare their lives for the sake of the human race. This is the only thing I can do!"

Wang Teng offered the King of Medicine with both hands, with a firm look on his face.

If the two of them don't accept Yaowang, they will turn their faces on the spot.

In the end, Gai Jiuyou and Jiang Taixu had no choice but to accept Yao Wang in the midst of Wang Teng's moaning.

"Maybe it won't be long, we still need the Wang family's help!" Gai Jiuyou said.

"Could it be that the Valley of the Gods is still churning?" Wang Teng asked.

Jiang Taixu shook his head: "It's impossible in the Valley of the Gods, but other royal families will not stop like this. There will be a general trend of peace right now, but it's just the calm before the storm!"

"Senior, don't worry, as long as it is for the righteousness of the human race, my royal family will support it to the death!"

Wang Teng's tone was sonorous and forceful.

"Okay, I didn't expect that there were four saints in the Wang family. Since then, our human race has gained some confidence!" Gai Jiuyou said with a smile.

"By the way, senior, do you know where the core small world of the Killer Dynasty is?" Wang Teng asked.

"Huh? Do you want to attack the Assassin Dynasty?" Jiang Taixu said.

Wang Teng nodded: "The Killer God Dynasty disregarded the righteousness of the human race and had already taken refuge in the Taikoo clan. If it cannot be eradicated completely, I am afraid that there will be catastrophe in the future!"

"The Killer God Dynasty seeks refuge with the Primordial Clan?" After Gai Jiuyou heard this, his aura exploded, and there was a turbulent wave in his emaciated body.

"That's right, I made a special attack on the kings, and many of my human race's talents were beheaded by him!" Wang Teng's indifferent voice sounded.

"Leave this matter to me. I haven't moved for many years. It's time to move your body!" Gai Jiuyou said slowly, a sense of awe-inspiring righteousness swept across the sky, and the whole space trembled.

The next day, Jiang Taixu and Gai Jiuyou left the Wang family.

"when!"

At this moment, a bell rang throughout the Northern Territory, suppressing all voices, and the mighty divine power spread for thousands of miles, quieting the entire Northern Territory.

The bell without beginning resounds throughout the Eastern Wasteland.

Zishan, the bells are long and lingering, affecting the ages, cutting through the void, and turbulent past and present.

As soon as the clock comes out, the world will be overwhelmed.

I don't know how many people were shocked, petrified on the spot, and many ancient strongmen were trembling.

"Darkness and turmoil are coming, and the clock without beginning will determine the universe!"

Many people muttered to themselves almost superstitiously, and kept worshiping in the direction of Zishan.

The most glorious period of the human race was the era when the Great Emperor Wushi was born. No matter how the restricted area was in turmoil, what is the supreme being, what is the immortal holy spirit, as long as they dare to appear to disturb the human race, they will all be suppressed and killed without leaving a trace of life.

The appearance of the Great Emperor Wushi pushed the human race to the peak of glory, and no one refused to accept it for nine days and ten places.

Now, just as Wang Teng shocked the Valley of the Gods, all the ancient royal families were revived, and the bell of Wushi rang, making everyone wonder if it was true that the Great Emperor Wushi was still alive.

The descendants of Emperor Wushi suppressed the Valley of the Gods, and the bell of Wushi resounded throughout the world. Could it be that Emperor Wushi was really alive.

Many people have this thought, their blood spurts, and the thought that it may be the Great Emperor Wushi makes people's blood surge, and they even cry up to the sky.

The human race was boiling, but the ancient race became silent.

Even those royal families and the royal family were filled with righteous indignation because of Wang Teng's suppression of the Valley of the Gods, and wanted to join forces to destroy the Wang family with thunderous means and return to the glorious face of the ancient clan.

But after the bell rang, the ancestor kings were shocked and fell silent.

"It is impossible to still be alive without beginning, and he has been dead for many thousands of years!" The emperor was the first to stand up and explain his point of view.

This is obviously to spread a signal. As the heir of the Immortal Emperor, saying this still has a certain weight.

And the last time he was almost beaten to death by Wang Teng, this was his eternal pain. His hatred for Wang Teng was far greater than that of the Holy Prince.

"when….."

Just as the emperor had just exited the door, the clock without beginning rang again.

This time the sound kept going, shocking the world.

The Gu Clan, who were about to make a move just now, was frightened again.

"Snapped….."

The emperor's handsome face was extremely ferocious, and he shattered a jade cup with his palm.

"Impossible, how can Wushi still be alive, I don't believe it, the aura of transforming Dao back then is absolutely unmistakable!"

One day, two days... ten days... the bell without beginning rang for more than half a month, and it still didn't stop.

This time, the Gu Clan was terrified. After all, no one can make the Wushi Bell ring continuously for half a month, which is simply unimaginable.

At this moment, the ancient clans were all dormant, standing still and not even leaving their territory.

On the other hand, in the human race, many people came to Zishan for pilgrimage, bowed and kowtowed, crying with excitement.

During this period of time, Wang Teng has been in the Wang family, constantly comprehending the nine-secrets-in-one celestial art, as well as the forbidden secret art of Wushidijing. He feels that he has only grasped the superficial aspects of these two Taoisms, and needs deeper understanding.

As for the outside world, even though it was messed up, it had nothing to do with me.

Now that the world is frightened by Wu Shizhong, the ancient people dare not move, and they don't have the time to find fault with the Wang family.

Moreover, the four saints exposed by the Wang family, whoever dares to be arrogant, is probably the old birthday star looking for death.

During a rare period of leisure, Wang Teng continued to evolve two kinds of fairy arts to deepen his understanding.

Because in the near future, I am afraid that there will be continuous wars, the ancient clan will fully recover, and even the saint king and the great saint will appear in the world. With this level of cultivation, it is okay to resist the half-sage. If you really meet a saint, there is only one dead end. After all The two kinds of immortal arts consume too much, and it is impossible to guarantee a one-hit kill.

There is also the last taboo secret technique of the Chaotic Emperor's Classic, which I haven't had time to comprehend. This is the core of the entire Emperor's Classic.

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(End of this chapter)