"Oh, it seems that he has successfully reported his life, let him come in."

A calm smile appeared on the corner of Elder Li's mouth and said to himself.

Just a little Wang Teng, he dares to oppose their Zhuque Sect. He really doesn't know how to write the word "death".

He has given Liu Qi many skills, but he has no problem with winning Wang Teng.

However, just as he thought of this, the next moment the expression on his face slowly stiffened.

I saw that the door opened again, and a group of people walked in with a stretcher. The boy in black was lying on the stretcher. His face was pale, his eyebrows were sharp, and he was not uncommon with his weapons. It was Liu Qi.

Now he is extremely miserable and dying. Although he is tied with many bandages, he can still see blood flowing out of it, which gives the human race the meaning of passing away at any time.

"What's going on?"

Elder Li's face immediately changed, he stood up and shouted in a deep voice.

This is a disciple he spent a lot of experience to train. In this area near the depths of the ancient world, he is considered to be a little famous, so how could he be labeled like this?

"Is it the Demon Sect?

Hundred Flowers Sect?

Did the people from Lingyun Pavilion take action?"

Elder Li clenched his fists tightly, and his tone showed a fierce look, and he said with a grim voice.

Tying his beloved disciple in this way clearly would not give him any face to Elder Li.

And in this vast land near the edge of the deep ancient world, there are only these three sects who have the courage to oppose their Zhuque Sect.

In this area, it is a four-legged tripod.

"It was not them, but at the Hundred Tribes Conference, he was defeated by Wang Teng and was deposed."

One of the disciples who were informed had a pale face and a trembling tone, and he whispered in awe.

Elder Li is extremely protective of his son. In the past, anyone who says something wrong with Liu Qi behind his back will be severely punished if he hears it.

What's more, Liu Qi was deposed, it was simply a matter of the sky falling.

"Doesn't be scrapped?"

Sure enough, Elder Li's old body trembled instantly, and then he hurriedly lay down next to the stretcher to check Liu Qi's injuries. Sure enough, he found that Liu Qi's dantian had been shattered by someone. Elder Li's already gloomy face instantly became extremely distorted and scattered.

Slap! He slapped the table beside him to pieces. He gritted his teeth, his eyes were as vicious as an old ghost, and he roared violently: "How could this happen? How could Wang Teng have such a strong strength?"

Liu Qi used all his methods, and even ordinary people in the fifth level of the Divine Lord Realm were not his opponents.

The fifth level of the Divine Lord Realm is definitely the level of the top genius in the relatively backward place in the southern region of the ancient world.

Wang Teng, a country bumpkin who has just arrived in the ancient world, has been defeated by a few months, and can defeat his disciples and shatter his dantian. It's so fucking fantasy.

He also felt a trace of extremely ferocious murderous intent in his heart.

Wang Teng's move was equivalent to slapping him and Zhuquemen in the face naked.

After this incident spread, how would the old guys from the Demon Sect, Baihua Sect, and Lingyun Pavilion make fun of themselves?

"Take people out, I will kill Wang Teng yourself."

Elder Li immediately shouted in a deep voice and said with a murderous aura.

"yes."

The disciple immediately nodded in a timid way, then smiled and said: "Wang Teng has agreed to hold the "Tiangang Lei Conference" in the Southern Region in a month. We will accept all the sect leaders to challenge him. We don't have to be too anxious. We should save Senior Brother Liu Qi as soon as possible, otherwise Senior Brother Liu Qi may be powerless to turn the world back."

Several other disciples also nodded, looking sad and angry.

They are one of the few good buddies Liu Qi has in the sect.

Seeing Liu Qi ending like this, they were extremely angry.

If you can, you can run to Nanyu City now and cut Wang Teng into pieces.

Elder Li took a deep breath and nodded, and understood that Liu Qi's injury could no longer be delayed. Now, with the alchemy healing method he practiced in daily life, there might be a glimmer of hope. If he delayed it any longer, Liu Qi would be abandoned for life, and he would be killed in the worst.

As Liu Qi's master, he naturally didn't want to see Liu Qi ruined it in vain.

"Wang Teng, then let you live for a while. Tiangang Thunder Conference, right? At that time, I will tear you to pieces in front of countless heroes, making you regret coming to this world."

At that moment, Elder Li looked at the clouds outside the window, and a strong sense of coldness surged in his eyes, thinking hideously.

As if he understood what Elder Li was thinking, the disciples couldn't help but smiled at each other.

They also thought of Wang Teng's miserable ending at that time.

…Bear clan.

In a courtyard, Xiong Ze smiled bitterly and said, "Oh, Wang Teng's nephew, isn't this Tiangang Thunder Conference too impulsive? Are you really sure that you can deal with the challenges of so many heroes in the Southern Region?"

"If it doesn't work, I suggest you leave Nanyu City overnight."

On the side, Xiong Tian and Xiong Ze were also there, and both nodded slightly, expressing their agreement.

No one would think that Wang Teng would have a good result at that conference.

It's like a jackal fighting a group of lions.

One head alone was already enough for Wang Teng to deal with it, not to mention that there were so many.

"It's okay, let's talk about it later."

Wang Teng smiled. He still had some confidence in himself. Even if he was unable to defeat him, at worst he could use the God Lord Jiyue Step to leave, and no one could do anything to him.

Kumaze had nodded.

"By the way, within this month, I want to improve my strength a little more. Do Senior Kumaze have any good suggestions?"

Wang Teng said with a smile.

To practice, you must make full use of time.

"Your strength has been improved very rapidly recently. If you want to improve again in a short period of time, it is not a good thing. I can recommend you to go to a place where you can enhance your soul power."

Xiong Ze looked at Wang Teng carefully and pondered.

"Enhance the power of the soul?"

Wang Teng was stunned. After entering the stage of the Soul Tower, his Soul's soul was already very slow to improve again.

He didn't expect that Xiong Ze would have a way out in this regard.

“Where to go?”

At that moment, Wang Teng said with a hint of enthusiasm in his tone.

"The Temple of the Soul."

Xiong Ze smiled faintly and said these three words.

The Yuanshen Temple is an important place in the Southern Region. Many people at the level of the racial heroes will temper their Yuanshen.

It is very famous in the southern region.

Wang Teng nodded, wanting to see it.

The next morning, he set out with Kumaze.

Leaving Nanyu City, he came outside, among the barren mountains and marshes.

After flying for about three days, I saw a temple in a barren mountain.

I saw that the palace was already very old and engraved with the vicissitudes of time.

On the outside of the hall, there are countless mirrors that shine under the reflection of the sun.
Chapter completed!