Chapter 71 Northern Emperor Wang Teng
It's like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves and the wildfire burning the dry grass.

In a flash, the Sun King and the Dark Night King were blown up and turned into bloody mist, without even a bone left.

The body is destroyed and the soul turns to ashes!
"My God!"

All the geniuses were shocked, they thought there would be a fierce fight between dragons and tigers!
The result was just like that. The Emperor's son killed the Twin Kings with a casual palm strike, breaking the ancient legend of Zhongzhou.

It almost makes people doubt whether it is a dream and they cannot believe it at all.

"The Emperor is truly invincible!"

Hades exclaimed, and although he was a proud man, he had to admit that his eyes were full of admiration.

It was not until this moment, when I saw it with my own eyes, that I truly understood the pressure that the genius of the Eastern Wilderness was under.

"Who is the peak at the end of the immortal road? Once you see the Emperor Immortal, the road will be in vain!"

King Yuhua suddenly lost some of his spirit and dared not talk about becoming an emperor in this life.

He felt that he was very unfortunate. He was a peerless genius and should have been shining brightly, but he met such a freak who could be compared with the legendary Emperor Wu Shi.

Just one hand, but it suppressed people of the same generation so much that they couldn't even raise their heads.

A terrifying energy storm raged between heaven and earth, flattening all the mountains and turning them into a terrible abyss, telling of the horror of this palm.

Many years later, this abyss was transformed into a place of pilgrimage.

All races come to worship the relics of the gods' youth.

All the noises in the world, even the power of chanting, were taken aback.

"The prince of heaven is already invincible. With a casual strike, he is almost approaching the realm of great power."

Not to mention the younger generation, even they find it difficult to check and balance them.

"Is the Immortal Emperor really a god or an immortal?"

How could the power of blood be so terrifying? It has only been born for over a year and it has grown to this point.

He will be able to compete with the peerless saint soon, and the leaders of all parties are terrified.

Some saintly sects had strange ideas in their minds. Under the rule of the Divine Court, there was no discrimination against the human race.

Otherwise, you might as well change your allegiance and serve the Emperor's son. He is a future emperor, and once he becomes powerful, he can no longer be suppressed.

The emperor's white clothes are whiter than snow, and he looks as elegant as an immortal.

But it was like an immortal monument, shocking everyone.

The naturally exuded aura and the will that only I am supreme are something that all living beings should bow down to.

"The Son of God is the best in the world, and the Immortal Burial should belong to His Highness."

King Yuhua had a bitter expression on his face and spoke slowly. He wanted to get away.

"Is anyone dissatisfied?"

The Immortal Emperor spoke, but his eyes were looking at the group of powerful people.

"Your Highness is joking. We also worship the gods."

The divine monk from Western Desert was the first to speak. He saluted the Immortal Emperor and at the same time he actually withdrew the Buddha's Rebirth Mantra and no longer suppressed his divine thoughts.

"Son of God, if you come to the Western Desert, I will welcome you with open arms!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Several lords of the Immortal Dynasties had strange looks on their faces, but they were afraid after all. They also confessed their crimes and were willing to make compensation.

"I'll fight you!"

At this moment, a golden ancient chariot rumbled and came from the distant sky.

Among them stood a young man with a heroic appearance, golden light all over his body, and surrounded by four symbols, like the emperor of heaven descending to the earth.

The dragons and phoenixes roared in harmony, the white tiger roared into the sky, the black turtle expanded the sea, and the golden light was shining brightly. Wang Teng stood on the ancient chariot, unmoving and with deep eyes.

This is a powerful energy that makes many older people change color.

"Northern Emperor Wang Teng!"

A Holy Son spoke up and recognized the man.

He is so special and has great luck that he is believed to be the reincarnation of an ancient emperor.

The Emperor's son is notorious for his viciousness. From what I have just seen with my own eyes, only a creature like the Northern Emperor can be invincible in the entire region and might be able to fight for one or two.

This was the first time that Emperor Xian got serious. Among his peers, he was the first to feel this aura that was like a dragon and abyss, which made him feel threatened. Wang Teng's eyes were deep, and there were stars in his eyes as he looked at Emperor Xian carefully.

"I was born to be an emperor. Who can fight against fate?"

He spoke slowly, his words full of arrogance, not believing that the Immortal Emperor could compete with him.

Wang Teng was strong and agile like a real dragon, and he jumped down.

No magical powers or skills were used, it was purely a manifestation of physical strength.

With just his physical strength, he created gusts of wind in the sky, which actually blew away the distant mountains.

All the geniuses were shocked. How powerful must this be? Could a powerful being be no more than this?

This is an extremely conceited person who dares to fight against the Immortal Emperor with his mortal body.

In this world, everyone knows that the physical body of the Heavenly Prince is unmatched and even stronger than the ancient holy body. When he was weak, he could withstand heavy weapons without any damage.

The Emperor Immortal was neither happy nor sad, and also collided with his physical body. He threw a punch, and it was like a ray of divine light across the sky.

All power is restrained, without damaging any grass or tree, and is simple and unpretentious.

"bump!"

It was as if two gods were colliding. The terrifying sound waves were like a tsunami, making the void tremble and forming a terrifying physical field.

In the blink of an eye, the two men collided for more than ten rounds.

In the end, Wang Teng quickly stepped back and kept his distance.

He stared blankly at his arm. The knuckles were cracked and blood was flowing, shining with golden light.

"This is the first time someone has hurt me like this!"

Wang Teng spoke calmly. The defeat of his physical body did not change his belief.

"It's okay, you'll get used to it later."

The Emperor Immortal responded to Wang Teng for the first time, and his words were quite harsh.

What does the Emperor mean by this? Does it mean that Beidi will be beaten and defeated often in the future?
Many people were puzzled and looked bewildered.

The Northern Emperor Wang Teng let out a loud roar and went completely berserk.

"No one has ever dared to look down on me like this!"

His aura suddenly became much stronger, and he performed all kinds of amazing skills. Every strike could shake the sky, tear open the earth, and shatter the mountains and rivers.

All the power was restrained and directed towards the Immortal Emperor.

Little Immortal Phoenix is ​​fearless, he is a warrior immortal, born for battle. He is not afraid of any challenge, he will become stronger with each battle!
Five-colored fairy light circulates in the body, and the qi and blood are like a real dragon, rushing straight into the sky, passing through the heaven and the earth.

Divine power is like the sea of ​​stars, boundless and never exhausted.

The fighting power of these two people is so terrifying that the aftermath they create can shatter a mountain range into pieces.

The two collided violently, and even the clouds in the sky were blown away by their momentum.

Wang Teng opened and closed his arms vigorously, like an emperor subduing demons.

It was like a falling star field, and eighty-one real dragons appeared all at once, vivid and lifelike.

The dragon's roar shakes the universe, and everyone in the world is terrified. It possesses boundless divine power.

The Emperor Immortal Fist is like a sacred mountain, with only an invincible martial arts will flying.

This is a power that is almost idealistic, but it is real. It is as if the sky is filled with murderous intent, the stars are shifting, and one real dragon after another is destroyed.

Beidi was beaten so hard that he retreated again and again and couldn't keep his body steady.

Northern Emperor Wang Teng said that he didn’t care, but he actually had flaws in his heart.

It was because he saw the threat posed by Emperor Xian that he suppressed him in such a hurry.

The invincible boxing spirit was so terrifying that it made his heart sink.

"enough!"

Wang Teng shouted loudly and used his real trump card. He was the Northern Emperor and had reached the seventh level of the Immortal Realm. How could he be defeated by others?

He waved his hands, moving the void, and used mantras to bless the secret technique.

"The Secret Art of Chaos—Eternal Exile!"

(End of this chapter)