Chapter 1120: Imperial power

The first thousand one hundred and twenty chapters
Yang Teng didn't have that leisurely quarrel with the old sloppy, his eyes fixed on Yin Xiang.
At that time, from the moment Yin Xiang took away the Devil Emperor's stick, Yang Teng regarded Yin Xiang as his lifelong enemy.
Now, Yin Xiang really got the recognition of the imperial weapon one step ahead of him, successfully inspiring the power of the Demon Emperor's wand.
The reason why Yang Teng was able to stimulate the power of the Heavenly Sword could not be regarded as his ability strictly speaking, but it was actually because of the appearance of the Devil Emperor's Wand and the Pluto Sword.
The appearance of an imperial weapon and a quasi-imperial weapon, and successfully stimulated the power, stimulated the Tianhuangdao, and he was able to stimulate the Tianhuangdao power.
Perhaps the old sloppy is in the same situation as his, but it is also because of the appearance of the Devil Emperor's stick that the old sloppy has successfully stimulated the power of the Hades sword.
But no matter what, Yang Teng was already a big step behind Yin Xiang on Zhengfengdi Road.
This step is very critical, not because the cultivation base is inferior to Yin Xiang, but whether it can successfully stimulate the imperial weapon power, this step can be called a major key to the emperor road.
Yang Teng was not convinced, he was the descendant of Tianhuang Great Emperor, and he represented the strongest inheritance of the universe.
Yang Teng has always regarded Emperor Tianhuang as the strongest among all the great emperors in the universe.
Now that he has inherited this inheritance, he must not be suppressed by the heirs of the Devil Emperor. This is the supreme glory related to the line of Tianhuang Great Emperor.
As for the old and sloppy, the inheritance is just the inheritance of the quasi emperor, and it cannot be called Yang Teng's lifelong enemy.
The old sloppy chattered, "Yang Teng, do you want the two of us to join forces to kill this guy? The Devil Emperor inheritance is too evil. He actually practiced the techniques that swallowed the vitality of the monks, and used the vitality of other monks to improve his own cultivation. For, this kind of evil inheritance must not be left in the world to cause harm to the world."
Yin Xiang glanced at the old sloppy with disdain, "You old thing, shut up! You are what you are, and you are worthy of pointing your fingers in front of me! In what way is the devil emperor's line inherited? You are not worthy of arrogance!"
The old sloppy grinned with his big yellow teeth: "Junior, don't be convinced, not to mention that when the old man crossed Tianwu, you didn't know where to pee and mud. You inherited the inheritance of the Devil Emperor, so what? There is no way with the old man."
Yang Teng glared at the old sloppy, "If you have the ability to defeat him, even if you shoot, I will never participate."
The old sloppy shrugged helplessly, "Isn't your boy nonsense, if my old bone, if you have such an ability, you can still be guilty of joining hands with you! Since you don't know good people, I just look at it intuitively."
The old sloppy eyes rolled, and he smiled: "You must be careful when you two confront each other. I have no rules at all. Maybe I will attack you when you are in danger and kill both of you. Descendant of the Great Emperor, I'm so sloppy, it's not a waste of time."
"Dare you!" Yin Xiang flashed a black light.
The old sloppy had been prepared for a long time, a sword fended off Yin Xiang’s black light, and drifted away hundreds of feet away. "You fight, I just watch the excitement. In the end, is the descendant of the Devil Emperor better or the descendant of the Tianhuang Emperor invincible , You have the final say in this battle."
"Yin Xiang, take it, your opponent today is me!" Yang Teng felt that the aura in his body had risen to its peak, the Tianhuangdao slowly raised, his eyes released two cold lights, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.
"Well said! This old guy is just an appetizer, so let me learn about the descendants of Tianhuang Great Emperor, what has inherited Tianhuang's abilities!" Yin Xiang held up the Devil Emperor's stick, his aura turned rapidly.
"Magic devours the world!" Yin Xiang shouted violently, and the Devil Emperor's stick burst out with a black light.
This black light is far more powerful than the black light he had attacked the old and sloppy.
Yang Teng's heart sank, Yin Xiang's servant actually hid his strength. When he fought against the old sloppy, he did not show the strongest strength, but was waiting for him!
"Good come!" Yang Teng was naturally unwilling to show weakness. He represented the line of Tianhuang Great Emperor. There is no reason to retreat, and he definitely cannot retreat like the old sloppy.
Tianhuangdao fell suddenly.
"Desolate ancient times!" This is one of the thirteen swords in the sky.
Since he represented Tianhuang's line of battle, what Yang Teng displayed was naturally the famous combat technique of Tianhuang Great.
"Boom!" Black light exploded in the void.
At this time it is approaching dusk, the setting sun is about to set, and several sunset clouds on the horizon are shining with charming luster, which is the beautiful time of the day.
After the black light exploded, with Yin Xiang as the center, the world suddenly turned black!
Like the end of the day, endless black quickly swallowed the surrounding space.
Neither the divine sense nor the gaze can penetrate this black.
I can't feel what's inside the black at all.
Yang Teng immediately felt an irresistible breath of terror, rising from the depths of his heart.
The black rays of light expanded rapidly, swallowing the battle zone in the blink of an eye, and then rapidly expanding to the watching battle zone.
Within this black-shrouded space, I couldn't feel any vitality, I couldn't feel the slightest aura.
"What's going on! Oh my god, it's horrible! How do I feel that my life is passing fast!"
The monks at the edge of the opposing war zone immediately felt that there was a huge problem with their bodies.
"Yin Xiang! Such an evil combat skill, I must never leave you to do harm to the world!" Yang Teng was furious. He didn't expect Yin Xiang to be so frenzied, using the devil to devour the world to envelop the monks in the viewing area within the attack range.
"cut!"
Within the black space, a little light suddenly burst out.
This light is like a beacon in the night, pointing the direction of lost pedestrians and comforting the hearts of people in the confusion.
The light quickly magnified, and instantly turned into a beam of light at a height of ten feet, splitting the black void, and then rapidly expanding to the surrounding area.
Wherever the light passes, the blackness melts like ice and snow when it meets the warm sunshine.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The light turned into light constantly collided with the black light, launching the most violent confrontations again and again.
After blinking, the light disappeared and the black light disappeared.
The sky is still dusk, and there are still a few sunset clouds on the horizon.
The world became extremely silent, as if nothing had happened just now, it was just a dream.
However, many of the monks on the edge of the opposing battle zone felt that they were getting older in an instant, and their longevity seemed to have been forcibly deprived of the black for several years.
Although it was not too obvious, the monks were able to deeply appreciate this kind of damage and the damage it brought to themselves.
King Zhongzhou stared at Yin Xiang with a solemn expression, he was uncertain whether he should enter the opposing battle zone and join forces with Yang Teng to kill Yin Xiang.
The black attack just now made King Zhongzhou almost suffer a big loss. Fortunately, there are several saints around him, and they all attacked the attack brought by the black light together to ensure that the monks here did not suffer severe damage.
Shen Yun and a few people were here, and fortunately they escaped.
The monks in other areas don't have such good luck. They are all miserable, and they are deprived of their years of life. It takes many years of retreat and practice to make up for such losses.
And some cultivators whose cultivation bases are stuck in the bottleneck state are even more pitiful. They have been beaten back to their original form. They will not be able to hit the barrier again within a few decades, and the losses and heavy injuries suffered are even more incalculable.
In the battle zone, Yang Teng stared at Yin Xiang angrily, and Tianhuangdao pointed at Yin Xiang, "Yin Xiang! You are so frantic, what do you want to do! Are you going to be an enemy of everyone in Tianwu Continent!"
Yin Xiang laughed wildly: "Hahaha! Enemy with everyone in Tianwu Continent? So what! Just now, my realm has been improved again, Yang Teng, you can't beat me!"
"Huh! I was careless just now to let your conspiracy succeed. Don't think about it again!" Yang Teng yelled, and Tianhuangdao fell again.
"Sweep the wasteland!" A sword swept across the opposing battle zone, and an unstoppable light of the sword rushed towards Yin Xiang's chest.
"Mo Luo shocked the sky!" Yin Xiang also roared, and the Devil Emperor's wand in his hand swung down again.
This time, the black light was even more powerful, condensed but not scattered, assembled into a thick black light column, and slammed into Yang Teng's knife light.
"Boom!" The two destructive powers suddenly collided.
The resulting wave of attacks is unimaginable.
There was a loud bang, and a bottomless pit appeared in the battle zone where the two were located, exuding a deep chill.
Yang Teng and Yin Xiang stood on both sides of the pit, facing each other across the pit.
The attack wave spread to the surroundings, and some of the buildings temporarily built for the battle of geniuses were as if they were blown by the wind, and they were flattened.
The attack wave extends to the viewing theater, and the one-foot-high partition wall between the viewing theater and the opposing theater turns into a circle of powder as the attack waves fluctuate.
"Quick back! Everyone back!" The king of Zhongzhou, Ye Xiaotian and other saints yelled in unison, and at the same time shot waves of attacks, trying to resolve the waves of attacks that spread out in the theater.
Their power is limited and can only protect this area, but they cannot fully take care of the other aspects.
The cultivator with a stronger cultivation base is okay. After abruptly resisting the attack wave, he quickly dodges backwards.
Some cultivators with a slightly lower cultivation level, such as those of the great realm of the body tempering stage, have no way to resist such an attack wave.
A powerful and invincible wave of attacks fell on them, and these monks screamed and exploded their bodies, turning them into blood flowers.
Seeing this scene, King Zhongzhou and others were about to split. The Battle of Geniuses had never seen such a thing. The monks who watched the battle in the battle zone were all injured by the wave of attacks on the battle zone, and even killed by blasting their bodies.
King Zhongzhou shouted: "Back! Everyone retreat to a safe area, no one is allowed to approach the opposing battle zone!"
Without his reminder, the monks retreated in a hurry, and the viewing area was in chaos.
Located in the viewing area, Yang Teng was unmoved. He knew that this was an inevitable result. The two imperial weapons hit the strongest power at the same time, and the resulting attack wave was invincible.
He has no ability to control the spread of the attack wave. He can only defeat Yin Xiang as soon as possible to avoid more tragedies.