"Young master!!"
Two aged ancient lifeforms suddenly appeared. Their bodies were covered in purple scales, causing one to shiver in fear.
The two of them exclaimed as they walked out of the void and hurriedly treated Zi Tiandu. Finally, Zi Tiandu's life was saved.
At this moment, the two of them turned their heads and glared at Zhou Tong.
"A mere human with the Tyrant Body, what does he count as? How dare he make a move against our Valley of Gods!"
"Our race has been asleep for too long and has been forgotten by others. No matter how strong you are, you are just a special physique of the human race. In our eyes, you are nothing but a chicken or a dog! "
The two aged ancient lifeforms were Zi Tiandu's guards. They were second-level immortal-foundation existences at the Great Perfection Realm. At this moment, the two of them lunged towards Zhou Tong. They wanted to finish off Zhou Tong right here and now, completely shattering his confidence and conviction.
"Bzzz!!"
The void trembled. At the instant the two of them lunged over, their divine forms expanded. They were simply like ancient dragons, malevolent and terrifying. Their scales were dense and their bodies seemed to be illusory at the same time. They could easily shuttle through the void.
On the war chariot, Wang Teng also opened his heavenly eye. These two ancient lifeforms would be a good opportunity to probe Zhou Tong's strength.
"I will say it one last time. Those who are unrelated, scram!!"
This dao shout was like the first heavenly sound at the beginning of the universe. It pierced through heaven, earth, black, and yellow, illuminating the beginning of all eras, cutting through the past, present, and future. He was like a devil god standing there, suppressing heaven and earth.
This was the heavenly sound of the six words of Amitabha. When Zhou Tong chanted it in the form of a dao shout, it instantly transformed into a violent ripple that spread out like a flood. One could clearly see the purple sound waves sweeping out in all directions.
There was no manifestation, just superb control, completely assimilating the dao of Amitabha for his own use. This was the iron-like conviction of a cultivator, unshakable!
Every word of the Amitabha Buddha's Six Syllables contained the power to split the heavens and the earth. They contained boundless mysteries and contained the great power and wisdom of the universe. Those who cultivated them to the highest level could subdue the gods of the heavens.
"Swastika" Heavenly Sound was an offensive Saint Technique. It represented the method of subduing demons. It was a type of fierce attack.
Wherever the sound wave passed by, the countless Ancient race beings in the sky would fall down like rain. Pitter patter patter!
Their bodies exploded, and their primordial spirits shattered. Both their bodies and primordial spirits were completely shattered by Zhou Tong's roar of Dao.
This was the Swastika Heavenly Melody that Zhou Tong had recreated according to his own path, and it was even more domineering.
This strand of divine sound was incomparably grand, and the entire sky was resonating with it. It was as if they had arrived at the beginning of the world, and everything possessed unfathomable mysteries.
Even the expressions of the two Ancient race beings at the very front changed drastically. Their bodies were shattered into dozens of pieces, and their bones and body fragments shot in all directions. They turned into a bloody mist that scattered between the heavens and the earth.
At this moment, not to mention Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and Zi Xia, who were watching the battle from afar, even Wang Teng's pupils shrank. The stars in his eyes flickered even faster.
Wang Teng's expression was a bit ugly. The group that came out with him from the Valley of Gods, except for Zi Tiandu and Zi Xia, who had just been rescued and protected by his Chaos Ancient Chariot, was annihilated.
The group that the Valley of Gods was proud of was nothing in front of this Tyrant Body. With just a roar, almost all of them were annihilated.
At this moment, purple flames filled the air, and the power of the Tyrant Body surged. His entire body emitted a monstrous blood Qi that even formed a terrifying domain that affected time and space.
On the golden Chaos Ancient Chariot, Zi Tiandu's sister, Zi Tianfeng, was unharmed. Her pupils shrank.
She was extremely shocked.
This person's physical strength was so strong that it could form such a terrifying domain. Was this person really the same age as them? Even the Ancient Prince wasn't as strong as him!
Zhou Tong took a step forward towards Wang Teng, closing in on him step by step.
"At the same level, this person's physical strength can reach such a level?" Wang Teng was also in disbelief.
But after the shock, he quickly calmed down.
Wang Teng's talent was astonishing. He could be compared to the Ancient Emperor. He could be the main character of a period of human history.
He knew that in terms of physical strength, even after being baptized by the Divine Phoenix Blood, he definitely couldn't surpass the legendary Tyrant Body of the Heavens. But having a strong physical body didn't mean that one's combat power was unparalleled.
"Hmph!"
Wang Teng snorted coldly. With a wave of his hand, he pushed Zi Tiandu and Zi Tianfeng out of his Chaos Ancient Chariot, abandoning all burdens.
Zi Tianfeng also knew that if she continued to stay here, she would definitely be a burden to Wang Teng. Immediately, she retreated a distance with her half-dead brother and watched the battle from afar.
"Since I stepped into the cultivation world, you, Zhou Tong, have been disturbing all the sacred grounds outside. If you want to fight with me at the same level, then I'll fulfill your wish. Dye my Imperial Sword with your tyrannical blood!" Wang Teng's voice was very calm and confident. This was the common characteristic of all the cultivators who had stepped onto the Path of the Emperor.
He opened his Martial Path Celestial Eye. There seemed to be a galaxy in his eyes. There must be treasures in the inheritance of the Ancient Chaos Great Emperor that could enhance the Celestial Eye. His Martial Path Celestial Eye was actually not inferior to Zhou Tong's Celestial Eye that had been baptized by the Stone Gall.
"Clang!"
Suddenly, Wang Teng slowly pulled out a golden Holy Sword from his back. Every inch it appeared, tens of thousands of rays of Holy Light burst out. It was dazzling.
Wang Teng named this sword — the Celestial Thearch Sword. It represented his ambition and confidence to sweep the world!
When the Celestial Thearch Sword was unsheathed, a power like the vast ocean rushed in all directions. In the distance, Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Zi Xia, and even Zi Tiandu's sister were all shocked. They couldn't help but retreat. They felt an incomparably strong battle intent.
This was a terrifying idea that only one could be. It was as if he wanted to control the entire world and everything was in his hands.
"What a terrifying Wang Teng. No wonder he dares to call himself the North Emperor. He must have reached the Eighth Limit!" Pang Bo said in a low voice.
"He must have reached the Eighth Limit. Otherwise, why would Zhou Tong have such an attitude?" Ye Fan said.
After being with Zhou Tong for so long, he already knew that Zhou Tong had always been arrogant.
Those who hadn't reached the Eighth Limit were simply not worthy of his attention. Just like the Little Roc King. Zhou Tong not only suppressed his realm to the Little Roc King's, but also gave him a handicap of one hand.
"But is Wang Teng really the successor of the Ancient Chaos Emperor?" Pang Bo was a little surprised. At the same time, he glanced at Zhou Tong. He still remembered that the old monster who had possessed him had said that Zhou Tong was the successor of the Ancient Chaos Emperor. Why was there another Wang Teng now?
"Legend has it that when Wang Teng was less than two years old, he was carried by a red-crowned crane into the clouds. He would often disappear for a month or two. Each time, he would be reborn. This continued until he was 12 years old. During this time, he received the inheritance of the Ancient Chaos Emperor! "
Fairy Zi Xia also spoke. As the Saint of the Purple Mansion, she knew many things that individual cultivators didn't.
"Stop talking. We're about to fight!" Ye Fan suddenly said.
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