Hearing Mo Tian's words, Wang Teng couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and said, "My cultivation has already recovered, and the Great Elder doesn't have to worry about me." ”

While speaking, a powerful aura fluctuation burst out from Wang Teng's body.

"Triple Peak of the Truth Realm?"

"What's the matter, Teng'er, your martial vein is not ......"

Feeling the fluctuations of true qi emanating from Wang Teng's body, Mo Tian was suddenly surprised.

"I got some chances, and although I couldn't recover my martial vein, I was able to cultivate normally. ”

Wang Teng didn't say much, and Mo Tian didn't ask much when he saw this, but his face was a little more happy.

Wang Teng hesitated slightly, and finally told Mo Tian about the Mo Mansion.

"What did you say?"

Hearing about the fall of the Mo Mansion, Mo Tian couldn't help but be shocked, and his face was incredulous.

The Mo family, destroyed?

Wang Teng alone destroyed the entire Mo Mansion?

How is this possible?

Even if he knew that Wang Teng had now been promoted to the triple peak of the Condensing Truth Realm, it was impossible for him to be able to defeat the entire Mo family!

But seeing that Wang Teng's expression didn't seem to be fake, Mo Tian couldn't help but sink in his heart, could it be that the Mo family was really completely destroyed?

"Mo Shan poisoned and murdered you, and many elders of the Mo family also knew about it, but who cared about the feelings of the same clan?"

"This is an indifferent and ruthless family, why should the Great Elder be sad and tired for it?"

Wang Teng said.

Mo Tian was speechless for a long time, but it seemed to become older in an instant.

Although the Mo family treated him like this, he was already completely chilled by the Mo family.

But no matter what, the Mo family is his family after all, he has guarded the Mo family for most of his life, and now that he knows that the Mo family has perished, how can he be completely indifferent?

"Let me be alone for a moment. ”

Mo Tian's mind was complicated, troubled and restless, and he sighed faintly.

In the past, the Mo family was catastrophic, and Wang Zhan, the father of Wang Teng, stepped forward to help the Mo family survive the catastrophe, which made the Mo family continue to this day.

Now, the Mo family has fallen in the hands of Wang Teng.

It's really impermanent.

Wang Teng retreated silently, he knew that Mo Tian would be difficult to accept for a while.

But he did not regret what he had done.

Even if he had to do it all over again, he would still do it.

......

In the early morning of the next day, when Wang Teng came to Mo Tianfang again, he found that the building had already been empty.

Only a letter left by Mo Tian was found on the table.

"The Mo family is no longer here, and I don't have to guard here anymore. Don't look for me, cherish. ”

Looking at the scribbled and hasty handwriting on the letter, Wang Teng was silent.

He knew that Mo Tian still couldn't let go after all, and he didn't know how to face his destruction of the Mo family, so he didn't say goodbye.

Wang Teng was silent in the room for a long time, and finally exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

......

Half a month later, a white-clothed young man wearing a black hat, carrying a vermilion coffin, came to the imperial capital of the Tianyuan Ancient Kingdom.

One person and one coffin walked on the bustling streets of the imperial capital.

Pedestrians on the street are like avoiding the plague, looking at this person's coffin with disgust and disgust in their eyes, and some people are even more outspoken.

This young man is Wang Teng, and the person in the vermilion coffin is Mo Shan.

The most prosperous area of the imperial capital is the place where Tianyuan Academy is located.

There is a wide open space in front of it, a clear and agile river, and a delicate arched bridge, corresponding to a gate seven or eight meters wide.

On both sides of the gate, two thick white jade pillars stand, engraved with many small characters, which are a brief introduction to Tianyuan Academy.

Above the main entrance, a few big characters are carved with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing: Tianyuan Academy!

These words, strong and powerful, stroke by stroke, Ruojin Ge Iron Horse, which is filled with a fierce atmosphere, domineering, arrogant, and wild, as if heaven and earth, self-respecting, magnificent.

This is the academy that countless teenagers in the Tianyuan Ancient Kingdom dream of entering, the cradle of the strong, and the holy land of countless warriors.

The highest university in the Tianyuan Ancient Kingdom!

In the open space not far away, there were often some young martial artists who stopped and watched, full of yearning for the Tianyuan Academy, but they were limited by qualifications and had no chance to step into it.

Wang Tengtuo came to the coffin and walked straight towards Tianyuan Academy.

"Huh?"

There was a young man who stopped to look at the school in his heart and frowned.

"Stop!"

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy stopped Wang Teng.

"What?"

Wang Teng spoke calmly.

"Tianyuan Academy, it is the holy land of martial arts in the ancient kingdom of Tianyuan, where the pure land is, it cannot be tainted by the slightest obscurity, you must not approach!"

The boy spoke.

There were several teenagers nearby who also looked sideways, looked at Wang Teng, and saw that he was dressed simply, walking in a coffin, and he was not expected to be a noble person.

Someone even scolded unceremoniously: "Just untouchables, dare to defile Tianyuan Academy, get out of here!"

This person is dressed brightly, with a mutton fat jade hanging from his waist, exuding a soft light, and a faint aura flowing out of it, which is precious and extraordinary, showing that this person's identity is not bad.

"You are students of the Tianyuan Academy?"

Wang Teng asked.

"It's not. ”

The first boy said with some abruptness.

"Hmph, although Young Master Ben is not yet a student of the Tian Yuan Academy, he will enter the Tian Yuan Academy sooner or later......

The brocade-clothed young man who interjected behind snorted coldly, but before he could finish speaking, a long vermilion coffin suddenly flew towards him.

The brocade-clothed young man was shocked in his heart, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he hurriedly raised his palms to greet him, but Wang Teng's great strength, the brocade-clothed young man was just practicing the cultivation of the ninefold qi realm, how could he be Wang Teng's opponent?

"Bang!"

The long coffin flew in, making him scream on the spot, and smashing it out in an instant.

At this time, an afterimage flashed, and the long coffin was smoothly caught.

"Since it's not, what nonsense are you talking about here?

An indifferent voice came from under the black hat, Wang Teng glanced at the man lightly, and walked towards the gate of Tianyuan Academy with the long coffin.

The other people around were also shocked in their hearts, their expressions were shocked, and they all guessed that Wang Teng was not an official student of Tianyuan Academy, otherwise how could he have such a strong strength?

"Is this the highest university in the Tianyuan Ancient Kingdom? ”

Wang Teng came to the gate that was seven or eight meters wide and ten meters high, looked at the four big characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, and muttered in his mouth.

At this moment, two seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys suddenly walked out of the school, wearing a uniform costume - a cyan robe with gold trim.

"Who dares to come to my Tianyuan Academy to look for bad luck?"

Seeing Wang Teng standing in front of the door holding a scarlet coffin, the two of them immediately raised their eyebrows and walked over quickly.

Wang Teng held the long coffin in his hand and stood in front of the door of other people's schools, anyone who saw this situation was afraid that people would have such thoughts.

"Boom!"

The scarlet coffin was pestled to the ground by Wang Teng, and then kicked it in front of the school.

The two young men in Tsing Yi were slightly angry when they saw this, and before they could come back to their senses, Wang Teng had already turned around and left.

"Mo Xiang personally opened!"

Wang Teng's indifferent voice came from the distance.