My son Wang Teng has the appearance of a great emperor

Chapter 391
"puff…."

Wang Teng's face was exhausted, his body was bathed in blood, and his body was covered with scars visible to the naked eye. He killed the king of the ant tribe, Dacheng, with a single sword.

The same is true for the Undead Divine Phoenix. The immortal feathers have broken countless, and the five-color tail feathers are dim.

"Damn it, when was it? It's still not as quiet as when we crossed the void before." The face of the Immortal Divine Phoenix no longer had the freshness it once had.

For 13 years, Wang Teng and the Immortal Phoenix fought every day, and it was a real life-and-death battle.

In the 13-year journey, there have been constant crises and bloody battles, and the two of them fought all the way.

The powerful enemies encountered became more and more terrifying, and they were almost blown up several times. The undead Divine Phoenix even used its natal supernatural powers, consuming the original Nirvana once.

In the past 13 years, the two of them have long been numb, and sometimes they can't speak a word for a day, and they don't bother to speak.

Although exhausted, these 13 years were the most important harvest for Wang Teng. His cultivation base improved by leaps and bounds, and he survived two catastrophes. After defeating the remaining ten young emperors, he recast the thirteen paths of the Dao. Now the cultivation level is already a Dacheng king, and he is two steps away from becoming a saint.

After the recasting of the thirteen strands of the road, Wang Teng felt inexplicably refreshed, and a feeling of breaking away from his innate detachment rushed into his soul.

Dacheng King's cultivation base, the current self is fearless even if he is a half-sage, and he can easily break through the barriers of the holy realm by using the shocking fairy method.

However, Wang Teng also discovered a problem. His barriers to the holy realm were too thick, like a chaotic universe. It would be twice as difficult to break into the holy realm.

At the moment when he crossed the catastrophe, he almost fell. The Nine-Aperture Spiritual Stone Man, the Wanling Clan, the Fire Crocodile Clan, and the three masters of Dao Slashing came together. That battle was thrilling and he tried his best. The Green Cauldron finally turned the tables and successfully crossed the tribulation.

The 13th year of the Immortal Divine Phoenix is ​​also a qualitative leap, one step into the path of slashing, and then the cultivation level continues to break through, becoming the king of the fourth step. The pure blood of the Divine Phoenix exudes coercion, and many creatures have to avoid it.

Despite the endless battles, Wang Teng still maintained a complete victory without a single defeat. The 13-year war made Wang Teng's Dao heart stronger, and his own Dao was about to be perfected.

If you are in Beidou, if you want to become a king in 13 years, it is simply a dream, and it is not bad to be able to enter the middle stage of the king.

In the icy universe, the darkness is endless, one person and one phoenix, lonely and quiet, passing through one ancient star after another, the danger still exists, but Wang Teng is determined, with a light in his eyes.

"Hey, I really don't know what I'm doing here with you!" The Immortal Divine Phoenix sighed, feeling less irritable and more anxious.

"For the Tao, but also for your own way!" Wang Teng's voice was a little low, which was the exhaustion of successive battles.

"I have encountered the Holy Realm race three times. If it weren't for the green copper and holy soldiers, I'm afraid we would have confessed!" Undead Divine Phoenix said.

Hearing this, Wang Teng was also terrified.

Fire Crow Saint, Heaven Swallowing Saint King, and Spirit King, these are the three saints they met.

If it wasn't for running the green cauldron and the purple electric hammer by himself, I'm afraid it would really be hard to escape the clutches.

Even so, Wang Teng was split in half, and the left wing of the Immortal Phoenix was chopped off. It took nearly half a year for him to fully recover.

Fortunately, I brought enough holy medicine and the source of the gods, otherwise the general unsanctified monks would die here.

One person and one phoenix continued to move forward. Along the way, they encountered various races, some of which they did not know, all of them were of terrifying bloodlines, and their combat power was astonishing. Every time, Wang Teng had to fight with all his strength to defeat them.

After 13 years of slaughter, inexplicable blood marks appeared on the Heavenly Emperor's Holy Sword, reflecting each other with the Supreme Bone, making it even more strange and mysterious.

With the practice of cutting the way, breaking the ancient road, this is probably the first time in the records of the human race. After all, saints may fall, let alone kings.

Back then, the Great Emperor Wu Shi was also sanctified, and he found another way to break into the strongest trial road.

So when Wang Teng left Beidou, many people were not optimistic about it. Wang Teng would surely fall outside the territory.

One month later, one person and one phoenix finally found a special path.

"Haha, finally came out, this phoenix is ​​finally free!" The undead divine phoenix yelled loudly like thunder, smashing a piece of earth and rocks.

The 13 years of killing finally came to an end. The Immortal Phoenix carried Wang Teng at a very high speed, walking towards that special road.

Finally, seeing a living person, I felt a kind of anger.

"Roar…."

"Aw..."

All kinds of wild beasts on mounts roared loudly, carrying all kinds of human beings on them, coming from different directions, and finally gathered on this road, each one of them was as imposing as Yaoguang Shengzi.

Those mounts are also extremely terrifying. Flood dragons, lin horses, and phoenixes exude astonishing murderous aura, all of which have undergone the baptism of life and death.

The Undead Divine Phoenix slowed down, and Wang Teng looked at everything around him. They were all people who had embarked on the ancient path of the strongest trial, and they came from various universes and starry skies.

"Slow, just roll back!" A disgusting voice came.

I saw a man, Dacheng King, riding a three-foot-tall dragon-patterned tiger, wearing a golden armored holy garment, holding a broken holy weapon, with ruthless and cold blood in his eyes, looking down at Wang Teng.

The Immortal Divine Phoenix stopped immediately, and stared back at the man.

Wang Teng watched indifferently, stepped on it, and stood still.

There are many bones on the emperor's road in ancient times, and I am invincible. No one will make way for others on this road, not to mention, this is not Wang Teng's character.

"Hehe, a great king who doesn't even have a decent treasure on his body dares to embark on this road. If so, I will send you back to your hometown in the countryside!"

The man smiled instead of anger, his tone was cold, and the holy weapon in his hand slashed down in the air, and a disagreement would kill someone, as if trampling an ant to death.

The people around saw this scene and took it for granted. There are countless strong people on this road, and the Dao Xinying should be fearless. The competition is fierce.

Wang Teng's eyes were clear, and a purple light flashed between his brows. The purple electric hammer appeared immediately, and then a purple divine thunder burst out, roaring out, and overwhelming thunder and lightning fell.

The Undead Divine Phoenix was even quicker, and it smashed down the incomplete holy weapon when facing Long Wenhu.

One person and one phoenix strike decisively, all of which are great killing skills. After more than ten years of cooperation, they know what to do with just one look.

"boom!"

Before the man could react, his complexion changed drastically after seeing the handed down holy weapon, and then he stepped out, stepping on the dragon-patterned tiger, and volleyed to avoid the attack of the purple electric hammer.

"Crash!"

In an instant, the dragon-patterned tiger turned into coke, unable to resist the might of the holy soldiers at all, and lost its soul on the spot.

Wang Teng stepped on the "Xing" formula, stepped out of the sky, and killed the man at extreme speed. Holding a purple electric hammer, he smashed through the void with the force of hundreds of millions.

"Boom!"

The man couldn't dodge, the incomplete holy soldier in his hand was shattered into pieces, relying on wearing the perfect holy clothes, otherwise he would surely die.

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