My son Wang Teng has the appearance of a great emperor

Chapter 97
Faced with Da Neng's full blow, Wang Teng's figure disappeared without a trace.

"What about people?"

"Disappeared!"

"Impossible, he can't escape this world!"

"Confine the space where he disappeared, completely strip this space, and bring him back to Emperor Killing, he can't escape!"

Facing Wang Teng's disappearance, the four of them didn't panic too much. The white-robed man directly started to strip away the space where Wang Teng disappeared.

Wang Teng was in the chaotic space at this time, and his expression was serious. If he really brought back Shidi, he would definitely not be able to escape. With the strength of Shidi, it would be easy to break through the chaotic space.

What to do, Wang Teng gritted his teeth, he was going to sacrifice the Wushi Bell by force, in case he was lucky, he could play it.

Suddenly, a huge shadow covered the sky, and a cry of supreme power pierced the sky.

Wang Teng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and the helper is here!

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the imprisoned heaven and earth were directly shattered, and the space locked by the patterns collapsed one after another.

"who?"

"This is terrifying!"

The faces of the four of them changed drastically. They had always been calm and breezy, but now they were terrified, flustered, and trembling.

He has long lost the posture of a powerful master, just like an ant facing the sky in awe.

"Ah uh~"

a scream.

"bang bang bang"

The four of them exploded directly on the spot, their bodies were shattered, flesh and blood flew, and even their primordial spirit was also shattered.

It's terrifying, a scream can shock Da Neng to death, what a power it is.

A huge figure descended to the ground.

Wang Teng also flashed out of the chaotic space.

"Haha, Lao Bai, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much, come on," Wang Teng just said a word, and immediately fell dizzy.

This terrifying figure was the long-lost white crane.

The white crane shook its head helplessly, waving its giant wings like divine gold caressingly, and Wang Teng's body floated on top of it.

"Shh!"

Wings fly and disappear into the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Teng quietly opened his eyes. The scene in front of him was Tianjian Peak, which he had to visit before he was 12 years old.

And the white crane was still in its original position, looking up at the sky.

"Old Bai, luckily you arrived in time! How long have I been in a coma?" Wang Teng smiled slightly.

Bai He looked at Wang Teng with both eyes. At this moment, Wang Teng felt like he was being watched. Bai He's cultivation seemed to have improved again.

"It's only seven days!"

"Old Bai, what is your cultivation? Could it be that you are already a quasi-emperor?"

"Hehe, it's not so easy for the Zhundi to step in, it's still far away!"

Wang Teng looked disbelieving, "That's the peak of the Great Sage!"

This time, Bai He didn't speak.

There is a Taoist guardian at the peak of the Great Sage. Wang Teng is very satisfied. He wonders if there is any Taoist guardian in the lineage of Emperor Wushi.

"By the way, my weapon, have you put it away for me?"

Only then did Wang Teng remember his magical weapon. If he lost it, his heart would be so distressed!
"Crash!" The white crane waved its huge wings, and saw the broken body of the weapon appear in front of his eyes.

The ancient chariot was completely destroyed, and the chaotic ancient battle ax had almost lost its power and was covered with cracks.

The newly born spirits in the Heavenly Emperor's Holy Sword have also died.

The Eternal Blue Gold was not damaged, but the aura had dimmed a bit, and it could recover slowly.

Only Vulcan Furnace was left unharmed, except that there was a huge depression on the surface, but it could be repaired by itself.

Wang Teng looked at the magic soldier in front of him with a bitter face.

"My magic soldier, just ruined like this!"

The weapon was ruined, his cultivation stagnated, and his body was still injured. Wang Teng wanted to cry but had no tears.

"By the way, Lao Bai, why has my cultivation stagnated? I feel something is wrong!" With Bai He around, there was no need to go back to Wang's house to inquire.

"You haven't tempered your "tool", have you!" Bai He asked back.

"Why refine "tools"? I have the emperor's scriptures and the emperor's tools, so why bother? Is my stagnation in cultivation related to this?" Wang Teng also asked rhetorically.

Wang Teng had thought about this problem in Kuhai, Mingquan, Shenqiao, and Bi'an at the beginning, but at that time he had studied the Emperor's Scripture, and later he got the Wushi Bell, so Wang Teng simply ignored the matter of taking off his pants and farting.

Moreover, the refining of "artifacts" is extremely complicated. First, the "shen patterns" must be sacrificed to control the "shen patterns", and then the "shen patterns" are sacrificed into weapons of various shapes. The more complicated and complicated, the greater the power, but the sacrifice The higher the difficulty, the more years may even be wasted, which is why he abandoned this idea at the beginning.

"That's the reason, don't look at your previous cultivation has been going smoothly, but if you don't refine the "tool", it will become more and more difficult in the later stage. The "divine lines" in your body have not controlled the sacrificial refining, this is the essence of life Condensed into the root, without sacrifice, it will only be lost endlessly, and the roots will be damaged!"

"Even if you have the emperor's scriptures, the supreme divine body, and the shizhong, but the damage to the foundation is irreversible, and there is no hope of proving the way!" Bai He said the key point.

"I told you that back then, but you were high-spirited, young and frivolous at the time, and rose to the top, so you didn't listen to my words, you know now!"

"Fortunately, it's just the second transformation of Hualong. It's still possible to re-sacrifice, and it will delay some time! Even if you don't look for me, I will look for you. If you delay, it will be irreversible. You I can only become an ordinary monk, maybe reaching the holy land is the pinnacle!"

After Wang Teng finished listening, he broke out in a cold sweat.

I didn't expect that a wrong decision I made at the beginning would be so serious, careless, and pride really made people lose their eyes.

"You should practice here again!" After Bai He finished speaking, he turned and left.

Sure enough, an old family is like a treasure.

Wang Teng looked lost in thought.

First control the "God Rune", and re-sacrifice the foundation.

As soon as he said it, he moved, Wang Teng sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed.

Each "spiritual pattern" is like a chain, coiled in the sky above the sea of ​​suffering, from which endless life energy is constantly gushing out, full of vitality.

Wang Teng began to try to control for the first time.

This process is very hard, because he has already skipped it, and it is several times more difficult to re-sacrifice.

Tried again and again, failed again and again, but for Wang Teng, he still kept trying.

He resumed his practice with his cultivation base, beat the foundation, and controlled the divine lines.

Finally, after a month, Wang Teng could control the "Shen Wen" as he wished.

At this moment, he felt that his primordial spirit was clear, the spirit of the gods was clear, the white waves were rolling in the sea of ​​suffering, the aura was dense, and the life energy was even more majestic. It was several times stronger than before, and the power of qi and blood was surging. Only at this moment of empathy can he be completely released.

The "divine pattern" has been controlled, and the next step is to temper one's "tool".

This is a key point. It is said that the more complicated and mysterious the "artifact", the greater its power, it can give birth to mysterious power, and it can even appear "Dao marks". Bells, towers, and tripods are the best choices of many arrogance.

However, Wang Teng ruled it out directly. The power is great, but it is a bit silly. Every time it is sacrificed, there is not even a place to hold it. In addition to divine power control every time, is it necessary to hold it?And it's all rotten, not to mention that I already have a clock without beginning.

As for those swords and sticks, axes, hooks and forks, I don't even choose them.

After thinking for countless times, Wang Teng's eyes flashed a golden light.

"That's it!"

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(End of this chapter)