Chapter 20: The Terrifying Wei Teng

"Wei Teng!" Yi Tian exclaimed.

"Jie Ji ~ Stinky boy, the emperor lives up to his wishes, I really want to find it!" Wei Tengyin smiled and flashed out of the woods.

"What are you doing with me, your stomach hurts again? Master is not a doctor, but he will disappoint you!"

Yi Tian relaxed his vigilance, frowned, and found a tree to lean on, looking indifferent.

"Hmph, is this a return to the light before dying?" Wei Teng gritted his teeth.

"Then I don't know, anyway, someone is going to report to the Hades Palace!" Yi Tian held his head in his hands, closed his eyes lazily, and enjoyed nature.

"A sharp-toothed boy, he still dares to amplify his words, ignorant and arrogant!" Wei Teng smiled cruelly.

"You can try it!" Yi Tian's lazy voice reached Wei Teng's ears, and it was all indifferent.

"Brute, don't come back yet......" Wei Teng snorted coldly at the tiger-striped bull demon.

The Tiger Striped Bull Demon shuddered, got up tremblingly, and was just about to walk over, but was intercepted by Yi Tian's voice.

"This cow is mine, and I have been asked if I agree!" Yi Tian said coldly.

"Stinky boy, what's yours...... Shameful brute, can't you come over?" Wei Teng Lei Yin knocked on the side of the Tiger Striped Bull Demon again, and the Tiger Striped Bull Demon walked over with slow and heavy steps, very reluctantly.

"Don't bark, wait for me to clean you up, old miscellaneous hair!" Yi Tian saw this scene, although he didn't have much affection for the tiger striped bull demon, but he could make Wei Teng deflated, why not.

"Just you?" Wei Teng heard Yi Tianyi's righteous words, and angrily declared it, revealing disdain.

"No, you're not qualified to be my opponent, let's pass my little brother's level first!" Yi Tian squinted his eyes, stretched his waist and said to the ghostly mist: "Yun Baobao, help me clean up this noisy old miscellaneous hair, and I will make a lot of delicious food!"

"......" Wei Teng was speechless, but he showed doubts about Yi Tian's words, is there anyone here?

Wei Teng glanced lightly, there was nothing around, except for himself, Yi Tian and the Tiger Striped Bull Demon, none of which posed a threat, except for a large fire and barbecue meat that was roasting.

The eyes swept here, stayed for a short time, and as soon as the throat was sent, grunt, swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, listening to Yi Tian's words, it was clear that there were still people here!

But he couldn't feel any breath, could he be a master? Or was it Yi Tian's trickery?

Finally, a strange blood mist appeared in his questioning eyes, and his mind quickly searched for relevant memories of the Psychic Mist, but he did not find any record of the description of the Psychic Mist, and the psychic fog was unheard of.

Originally, he was immersed in the treacherous mist between the mountains of Roshan, and was enjoying the food heartily, and when he heard Yi Tian's seductive words, he hurriedly rushed over reluctantly, bouncing around Yi Tian's head.

Yi Tian hurriedly opened his eyes, looked at it vigilantly, and then said with a pleasant face: "Put him down and take you to eat something delicious!"

Sou!

The sound of breaking the sky rushed away, and Wei Teng hurriedly turned his spiritual power to block it.

At the moment when the Spirit-Lust mist moved, Wei Teng was shocked, but he didn't expect that the seemingly soft and weak cloud of fog would show his strength in a single move, so that a cultivator like him had to be cautious.

"Hmph, I'll be cleaning you up later...... The third order of the king level!" Wei Teng snorted angrily, and the cultivation of the king level realm was instantly unleashed, and the violent spiritual power filled the body, forming a spiritual power cover, blocking the impact of the ghostly mist, and the blood-red thunder could not go any further, stagnating, rumbling outside the light mask, and exploding.

"Don't think that you can reverse your mortal situation with this ghostly thing, the third order of the king level is not something you can provoke!" Wei Teng tried his best to block the blood-colored thunder and lightning of the ghostly mist.

Although the power of the Psychic Mist made him palpitate somewhat, it was not enough to pose a threat to him.

Being able to cultivate to the realm of the third order of the king level is not achieved overnight, with super talent and comprehension, as well as rich combat experience, it has come step by step.

After releasing the power of a thunderbolt, Wei Teng is a veteran person, where will the opponent be fully prepared, every minute and every second in the battle is precious, the victory or defeat is unpredictable in the race against time, only by taking the lead can all opponents be defeated.

"Demon Ape Claw!"

Wei Teng bent his fingers into claws, and the mighty spiritual power burst out from between, and a hand condensed by spiritual power reached forward, and the fierce claws wanted to tear apart the ghostly mist.

The whistling claws shrouded the Spirited Mist unhindered, like a great cage imprisoning the Spirited Mist.

It was difficult for it to get out for a while, and the claws quickly retracted, and the ghostly mist in the cage of the claws was squeezed and twisted.

Even if the ghostly mist at this time was protected by layers of blood-colored thunder and lightning, in a short period of time, there was no way to probe Wei Teng's demon ape.

Wei Teng's slightly squinted fierce eyes were unobstructed, slyly smiling, his five fingers danced, as if he was twisting the dust, and with his strong cultivation, he vowed to pinch away the ghostly mist.

The whining sound of the Spirit-Loving Mist came out, and Yi Tian, who originally had a winning mentality for the strength of the Spirit-Loving Mist, opened his eyes angrily.

I didn't expect that Wei Teng, who had always been dismissive, would be so strong that his strength would be so strong, and it was no wonder that he was able to control four ninth-order demon beasts.

Originally, according to Lan Yu's guess, no matter how strong Wei Teng's strength was, he would only be about the first order of the king level to survive.

Who would have thought that when Wei Teng showed his talents, he would know that Wei Teng was terrifying, the ghostly mist at the peak of the second order of the king level was amazing enough, and Ling Chen, who was at the peak of the spirit level, was scared like a lost dog and ran away in a hurry.

Yi Tian rose up in anger, his five fingers pinched violently, the wind howled, and the fist of steel was infinitely enlarged in Wei Teng's eyes.

Boom~

Like a running mountain, breaking through the shackles of the air, it fell heavily on Wei Teng's arrogant and domineering face, Wei Teng's expression instantly froze, and his uncertain face mechanically twisted towards Yi Tian.

Slowly raised his free right hand until the highest point, like a pillar of optimism, the heavy spiritual power wrapped around his arm in an instant, and quickly turned his palm into a giant knife full of spiritual power, slashing towards Yi Tian, who had not yet established his body.

The palm knife resolutely pounced on Yi Tian with the momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming force, and Yi Tian stared anxiously!

Caught off guard, he had to raise his arms to greet him.

The sound of Hong Zhong was endless, and the figure that was thrown away with a muffled sound shot several bloody arrows from between the red lips and white teeth, and fell into the ground in a dull manner, and the remaining palm knife was far away, and a large number of giant trees were quietly broken.

"I can't help myself!" Wei Teng glanced coldly.

The arm rose to the chest again, and the spiritual power twisted and twisted around the right arm!

In an instant, a figure like a full bow galloped into Wei Teng's palm like a sharp arrow, and was locked by Wei Teng, unable to move.