However, Wang Teng's physical strength was obviously stronger. In the end, Mr. Roland was shocked to take a few steps back, and his throat became sweet, and a shocking blood spilled out again.

The Violet Clan members who were lying not far away couldn't help but feel cold on their backs and were shocked.

They could clearly realize that Wang Teng's realm was only the second level of the God Lord Realm, and he had not even reached the early stage. He could actually collide with Mr. Luo Lan in the middle stage of the third level of the God Lord Realm and gain the upper hand. If Mr. Luo Lan was considered a genius in their clan, then Wang Teng would be even more perverted.

They were full of trembling towards Wang Teng.

I dare not think that Wang Teng's level of evil will be much better than Mr. Roland.

"If you take action again, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Wang Teng's expression was indifferent, and the fire dragon's world-destroying spear in his hand steamed out wisps of fire, wrapping him up. He looked down on the eight wilderness like an emperor in fire.

He was very calm, like a born king in war, despising everything.

Even Mr. Roland is the case.

Mr. Roland's teeth were almost broken. He was so arrogant that he was very dissatisfied by Wang Teng's suppression.

"Don't be arrogant, this is just the beginning. My strength in the middle stage of the third level of the God Lord Realm, I can't crush you if I don't believe it."

Finally, there was a thunderous fire in his eyes and said.

This realm is a world. He did not use all his strength before, but now he wants to compete with Wang Teng.

At that moment, he roared, swallowing the sun, moon and starry sky, and jumped, like an ancient giant beast coming out of the gate, rushing towards Wang Teng, and his purple battle spear, killing Wang Teng with a posture of creating the world.

On the top of the head, there was a divine light gathering into a plant. The form of a violet towered into the universe without branches and leaves. The main rod was very upright and bright, all over, like purple crystals, shining with a dreamy luster.

The murderous aura on Mr. Roland suddenly became stronger, as if he could push the three thousand realms, rushing against the nine heavens, and in the sky and under, I am the only one in the world.

A look of marvel appeared in Kuiyi's eyes. This was the natural magical power of the Violet tribe. The phantom of the body can communicate the power of the universe and the starry sky. At this moment, there were large pieces of starlight gathering towards Mr. Roland.

This kind of power is indeed too strong.

Boom! Wang Teng used the universe mother cauldron, the huge divine cauldron, which seemed to be able to squeeze through the starry sky, directly cut off Mr. Luo Lan's communication force, and then smashed it down like a big brick.

Young Master Lan Luo, of course, did not expect that Wang Teng and the Universe Mother Cauldron were immediately smashed to the point of dizziness, with a golden star on his eyes and shaking.

Then Wang Teng hit the old punch, like a turtle, and then Young Master Roland beat him away, drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and collapsed a small mountain not far away.

Those disciples of the Violet Clan were all dumbfounded.

Is this Mr. Roland?

He was actually sanctioned like this?

"Well, you..." Mr. Roland crawled out of the ruins, covered his cheeks, and there was a swollen area, very embarrassed. He pointed at Wang Teng, and tears were almost coming out.

He has never been beaten so embarrassingly.

"Are you convinced?"

Wang Teng strode over, holding his collar like a wild cat, picked him up, and teased him.

Mr. Roland shuddered and finally realized that he was no match for Wang Teng at all.

"I accept it."

In the end, he had no choice but to admit defeat and say these extremely depressed words.

It was completely different from the way he was so arrogant that he was so arrogant.

“It’s almost the same.”

Wang Teng slapped him away and said, "Get out."

Mr. Roland fell several times on the ground, and his nose became even more bruised and swollen. He didn't say a word, but looked at Wang Teng with resentment, then lowered his head, gritted his teeth and led a group of Violet tribe disciples to leave here.

Those disciples had long been scared by Wang Teng's strength, and they also didn't say a word and pissed off.

Kuiyi couldn't help but cover her mouth and smiled, feeling that it was very pleasant to clean up Mr. Lan Luo.

Wang Teng shook his head, left here without saying anything.

...As the way back, Mr. Roland's face turned terrible red, there was a little smoke on his head, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was about to explode at any time.

Those who followed him were all silent and did not dare to talk to him.

Everyone knows that he is very annoyed.

"I want to take revenge."

Mr. Roland clenched his fists, gritted his teeth for a while, and said viciously.

A disciple in blue smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master, what should I do?"

He naturally knew that the young master would not give up after suffering such a big loss.

"Go back and call people to destroy the Sunflower clan."

Mr. Roland said with an angry look on his face.

The disciples in the blue smiled helplessly. Now everyone in the clan is preparing for the meeting of the Hundred Tribes soon. At this time, a big fight will not be beneficial to the clan.

After all, this Hundred Tribes Conference is about going to the Destruction Sect and breaking through the Ancient Pass of the Hall of Destruction, and the entire southern region is in full swing.

"Don't worry, boy, you won't be arrogant for long. At most, when the Hundred Tribes Conference ends, I will definitely make you unable to survive or die."

Roland seemed to understand the relationship, and sighed lightly, and also gave the idea of ​​dealing with the Sunflower clan first. It is impossible for the tribe to be distracted now. If he made this request, he might be scolded.

In the end, he could only turn his head and look in the direction he left, with a deep sense of hatred in his eyes.

No matter what, Wang Teng has completely provoked him this time, and he must take revenge.

The other Violet disciples nodded, and when the Hundred Tribes Conference ended, they would have no problem taking revenge.

And they also had a premonition in their hearts that they might meet that human man when they attended the Hundred Tribes Conference this time.

After all, every time the Hundred Races Conference is started, the strong humans will also participate.

The man was young and had such strong strength, so he would not miss this opportunity.

...After leaving the Great Ancient Immortal Sect, Wang Teng breathed a sigh of relief. The ruins of the Great Ancient Immortal Sect gave people a feeling that they were too depressing.

Kuiyi stared at Wang Teng's tough side face and smiled: "Wang Teng, with your current strength, it shouldn't be a problem to come to participate in the Hundred Tribes Conference. This time you came to the Great Ancient Realm to prepare to participate in the Hundred Tribes Conference, right?"

"A meeting of the Hundred Tribes?"

Wang Teng couldn't help but be stunned.

"You haven't heard of it?"

Looking at Wang Teng's expression, Kui Yi said in a daze.

Wang Teng shook his head. He really didn't understand everything about the ancient world.

Kuiyi couldn't help but roll her eyes slightly. This guy went to Dagujie to attend such an important ceremony to break through the hall of Destruction, and he didn't know about this.

After pondering for a while, she opened her red lips slightly and said, "So, this Hundred Tribes Conference is an important springboard for participating in the ritual of the Destruction Hall of Destruction. If you cannot stand out at the Hundred Tribes Conference, then you may not even have the qualifications to go to the Destruction Hall."
Chapter completed!