At this moment, an old and majestic voice suddenly sounded: "Wang Teng, your cultivation is indeed extraordinary, but if you just want to rely on these two ancient creatures in the Immortal Platform realm that your Wang family conquered for you, you would rather take my Donghuang heroes seriously, right?"

A golden light flashed in the void instantly, and an old man with a tall and blond hair shawl and sharp eyes suddenly appeared.

And beside him was a young man with extremely sharp eyes, fair face, blonde hair, and bright like the sun.

"It's the Golden-winged Old Peng King and the Golden-winged Xiao Peng King are here!"

"The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King is invincible among his generation, and the Northern Emperor Teng is probably going to meet his opponent."

There was a riot in the crowd instantly.

"Wang Teng, let your two slaves go away, and you and I will fight fairly."

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King had his eyes like lightning, his hair was flying, and his roots were standing upside down. His strong body seemed to have endless magical nature, trembling out terrifying waves like a vast ocean, and a fanatical fighting spirit swept across the nine heavens.

The two ancient creatures suddenly turned gloomy and a feeling of depression began to spread instantly.

The Golden-winged Old Peng King narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the two ancient creatures coldly.

"Get out!"

Under Wang Teng's sharp gaze, the two ancient creatures retreated despite their unwillingness.

"Since that's the case, I will fulfill you!"

Wang Teng looked at the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King. Although his face was extremely calm, a hint of surprise flashed in his heart. The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was indeed quite extraordinary, but it was a pity that he was no longer a strong man of the same level as him.

Although Wang Teng had not moved, a powerful sense of oppression had already enveloped the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King.

"roar!"

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King raised a long roar to the sky, and strands of blonde hair flew out of windlessness, and his golden eyes were filled with wildness and killing.

"Hundreds of eight thousand swords!"

In an instant, countless sword lights beside him soared into the sky and rushed into the sky in an instant. The divine swords under the sky were like forests, lined up in the air, each of which was several feet long. The sword edge was cold and stood upright towards the sky, with bright light and murderous aura soaring into the sky.

There are as many as 108,000 ways, and each hand is made by him with his own feather sacrifice.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King had a cold look. He could feel the strong pressure brought to him by Wang Teng. Wang Teng's strength was especially above him, but so what?

What flows through him was Tianpeng's bloodline. He carries the glory of restoring his ancestors. This is the path he chose, and he has to go on even if he is crushed to pieces.

So what about the Northern Emperor Teng?

No matter where he is, as long as he is blocking his way, he will die!

"cut!"

A loud shout resounded throughout the world, and 18,000 golden holy swords that soared into the sky, swallowed and spitted the sword light, and instantly slashed towards Wang Teng in the void.

"Chi, chi, chi..."

Each dazzling sword energy is as thick as a bucket, piercing through the sky like dragons, surrounding it, emitting endless destructive aura.

The monks watching the battle in the mountains were even more pricked by the cold sword energy, and their backs were chilling. Even though they were so far away, they felt a pain in their skin. It is conceivable what a terrible situation Wang Teng was facing at this time.

A sudden burst of hope in the hearts of the monks in the East Wilderness. Perhaps... King of Golden-winged Xiaopeng can really defeat Wang Teng and save a trace of face for the monks in the East Wilderness.

"Dang! Dang! Dang..."

Wang Teng shook his head, bathed in golden light, and all the golden swords that were slashed on him were bounced away in an instant.

"Sharp!"

A golden holy sword instantly rose from Wang Teng's back, and a golden light penetrated the heaven and earth and enveloped him. His majestic body stood on the golden chariot, and a huge sword instantly slashed out.

In an instant, as if the space had been frozen, the light and shadow of a holy sword instantly cut the sea of ​​sword energy into two!

The golden sword transformed from 108,000 feathers all broke inch in an instant!

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was hit by lightning and instantly spit out a mouthful of golden blood. The heavy weapon for the cultivation of his life was destroyed, causing him to suffer severe damage.

"The first level of the immortal platform! A powerful cultivator!"

The Golden-winged Old Peng King instantly caught the falling Xiao Peng King, with an incredible face.

"What?"

"Wang Teng is now a powerful figure in the Immortal Platform realm? How is this possible!"

"I am indeed a peerless master who is known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor."

"It seems that those two ancient creatures were really subdued by Wang Teng himself."

There was a sudden incredible sound of sound in the middle of the crowd.

Even the top figures of the young generation in the East Wilderness, such as Ji Haoyue, Yaochi Saint Yang Shengzi, Hua Yunfei, and Golden-winged Xiaopeng, were stunned when they heard this.

How old is Wang Teng? You should know that they are the most outstanding disciples of the Holy Land and the Ancient World, but even so, at this age, most of them have only practiced to the Four Poles Secret Realm. Now Wang Teng is already a powerful figure in the Immortal Platform Realm, how dare they believe this!

Everyone turned their shocked eyes to Wang Teng. Only then did they truly recognize the name of Wang Teng Bei. If there were no accidents, even if Wang Teng could not become the emperor in the future, he would at least become an ancient sage.

"Hmph, if the Lord hadn't suppressed his cultivation, you ants would not be qualified to be the Lord's opponents."

Two ancient creatures stood in the void, sweeping proudly towards the monks in the mountains.

But at this moment, a faint voice instantly resounded among the mountains of Taixuanmen.

"Northern Emperor? But he was so angry. Let me weigh it today. Do you have the qualifications to call yourself an emperor?"

"Who? Pretend to be a ghost and get out!"

The two ancient creatures had extremely sharp eyes and instantly looked at the place where they were making their voices.

Xu Ran and the Peacock King were instantly manifested in the void.

The Peacock King now regards Xu Ran as a god in his heart. How could he tolerate someone being so presumptuous in front of Xu Ran? He immediately shouted: "Noisy!"

The grand sound instantly merged with the heaven and earth, roaring and roaring, and a strange rhythm instantly enveloped the two ancient creatures.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two blood mists exploded, but the two ancient creatures exploded without even screaming.

"Hiss! These are two powerful ancient creatures in the Immortal Platform realm!"

All the monks took a breath. The two ancient creatures who were still arrogant and domineering just now were actually roared and shook them into two blood mists!

"Then... is that the most powerful Peacock King who was invincible in the Southern Region eight hundred years ago?"

"Is that the peerless demon god Qing Jiao King who has been hidden in the world for five hundred years?"

Someone in the crowd finally recognized the identity of the second demon and exclaimed in surprise.

"Qingjiao, Peacock, is this your disciple?

He was well trained, and even with my eyesight, he could not see the depth of his cultivation."

The Golden-winged Old Peng King swept his eyes to Xu Ran and said in some praise.

He and King Peacock and King Qingjiao are both the most powerful demons, so they are naturally very familiar with them.

"No, this is our Lord!"

The Peacock King and the Qingjiao King looked at Xu Ran and introduced with a respectful look on their faces.

"What?"

The Golden-winged Old Peng King seemed to be unable to believe his ears and dared not believe it.

But when he looked at the faces of the Peacock King and the Green Dragon King, there was no sign of joking. Seeing that they guarded Xu Ran in the center, he finally believed that what they said was true!

The monks watching the battle in the mountains were even more uproar. These are two supreme powers! Who is qualified to be their master in this world?

Suddenly everyone's eyes focused on Xu Ran.

Wang Teng said with a serious expression: "Who are you!"

He felt a serious threat from Xu Ran, but the pride of being the Northern Emperor naturally did not allow him to feel any fear in his heart.

Xu Ran suddenly looked up and swept to Wang Teng, and said in a calm voice: "You can call me the Emperor Lord!"
Chapter completed!