Chapter 2224: Incarnate saint

Chapter 2224: Incarnation of a Saint
As the day when Yang Tengrong became the master of the fantasy world approached, more and more monks came to the small world where the headquarters of the Anti-Qing League was located.
Now, this small world is no longer the headquarters of the Anti-Qing League, but is named the Fantasy World.
This world does not refer to a world like the dream world, but a small world.
With more people, there will be more things.
Wu Tian had already returned to the illusory realm, and mobilized a group of elite forces from the original team to form a guard to protect the illusory realm.
Fortunately, these guards have stabilized the order.
Otherwise, so many monks from all parts of the fantasy world will definitely make the fantasy world smug.
Even so, the illusion world still has no peace.
Batches of monks came from all over the fantasy world one after another, some entered the fantasy world, and some were outside the fantasy world.
There are still five days before Yang Tengrong will be the master of the realm. There are not many great emperors who have appeared in the illusory world, mainly the quasi-emperor realm monks and the ancient saint monks.
The monks talked about most, of course, Yang Teng's upcoming appointment as the world leader. As for the ceremony, the wedding ceremony of Yang Teng and the dead wood goddess was held at the same time, which has been completely ignored by the monks.
"You said, is Yang Teng really that powerful? Why do I hear it improbably? It's more like a boast. How could a quasi emperor destroy so many powerful void predators."
Although Yang Teng's battle against the predators of the void had spread throughout the entire fantasy world, and several super-powerful Su Wuchen had confirmed it, many people did not believe it.
It is said that hearing is false and seeing is believing. After all, the original battle was only witnessed by Yang Teng's subordinates and those super powers.
In addition, no outsiders witnessed it on the spot.
There is a certain amount of room for manipulation. As for whether there are any hidden secrets in it, who can guarantee it.
The person speaking was an ancient saint, who looked very young, and he was a leader among the younger generation.
Around him, there are still many ancient sage monks gathered.
It is also interesting to say that these ancient sage cultivators who want to challenge Yang Teng are divided into several groups, and those quasi-emperor cultivators are also divided into several groups. The cultivators of these two realms are very distinct and have their own differences. camp.
Perhaps it is the cultivator of the quasi-emperor realm, who looks down on these ancient saints.
As soon as the voice of this ancient sage monk fell, he was immediately echoed by others.
"It really makes sense to hear your brother say that. I also think there are some hidden secrets in this. Yang Teng's toughness is known to everyone in the Dream World, but it is not so powerful."
"Yes, even if there is a powerful treasure, he, a quasi-emperor realm cultivator, can really inspire such a powerful power. It is a joke. If the treasure is controlled by the strong emperor, wouldn't it be able to sweep the world? Up."
"This makes sense. If there is such a thing, the strong man who forged that treasure in the first place, and who is he, can he rule the heavens and all realms and become a well-deserved overlord?"
All speculations and inferences, from these populations, sounded so reasonable.
"Perhaps, there is a terrifying conspiracy that we don't know! After all, he is a monk in the universe, not a person in my dream world."
Doubts are getting louder and louder, and many people hold on to Yang Teng's identity, thinking that he is not a person in the dream world and should not become the master of the dream world. This is a prelude to destroying the dream world.
As Yang Teng expected, he believed that the biggest obstacle was his identity, and now some people began to question his identity.
Among the crowd, there was no shortage of people from Yang Teng, who quickly reported to Yang Teng these remarks against Yang Teng.
Hearing these circumstances, Yang Teng sneered. These circumstances were as early as his expectation.
Can cause such a big response, and quickly set off a wave of questioning him, obviously the result of someone pushing the flames.
"Who are these opponents?" Yang Teng asked.
The subordinates hurriedly reported: "Basically, they are those ancient sage monks, and some quasi emperors are involved."
Yang Teng nodded slightly, a hint of chill appeared on his face, "It looks like it's time to give them some color! Otherwise, they really don't know that the sky is so great!"
Not everyone can come to the illusion world.
Those who were invited to watch the ceremony were all the superpowers that are well-known in the Dream World, and then some powerful emperors who were once hidden from the world.
These people all have invitations sent by Yang Teng, who come to watch the ceremony as distinguished guests and are received by someone.
And these challengers who came to challenge Yang Teng must stay in the prescribed area and are not allowed to run around in the illusory realm.
As for the other monks in the fantasy world, neither invitations nor challengers are allowed to enter the fantasy world.
This is the future Realm Lord's Mansion, how can anyone enter it?
Those monks who are outside the illusion world are mostly in this situation.
They wanted to witness this big event in the fantasy world, but they also suffered from not receiving an invitation or challenging Yang Teng, so they had to stay outside the fantasy world and did not dare to enter an inch.
Some people want to fish in troubled waters and enter the illusion world in the name of challenger.
Unexpectedly, at the entrance of the Illusion Realm, Yang Teng sent special personnel to guard, and the monks who entered it must be strictly registered.
As long as it is not an invited guest, after entering the imaginary world, he must challenge Yang Teng.
This is a decision that cannot be changed unless Yang Teng is defeated by others.
Yang Teng could refuse their challenge, but they had no more choices at this time. Even if they knew they could not beat Yang Teng, they had to bite their noses, otherwise they would not have a chance to enter the illusory realm.
There were also cultivators who wanted to rush in. Not many people thought this way, and they all died tragically under the attack of the guards.
They had never seen such a powerful offensive force, and the guards would kill all the monks who disturbed the order in a single charge.
The corpse was thrown in the void, warning everyone that they must not act rashly when they come here, otherwise these people will end up.
"Lord Lord, do you want to catch those unkind guys and find out who is behind this incident?" A murderous intent appeared on Wu Tian's face.
"No, I will meet them personally!" Yang Teng stood up.
Are these guys unconvinced? If you want to make trouble behind your back, then completely convince them!
"Master of the realm, is it too much to praise them? Isn't it just some ancient saints and a few quasi-emperors? What kind of waves can be revealed." Wu Tian felt that this was completely unnecessary.
The master is the realm master of the fantasy world. He is in charge of the two realms of the heavens and thousands of realms, and personally takes action against some ancient saints and quasi emperors, losing his status.
Yang Teng smiled indifferently, his figure and face immediately changed.
After using the Thousand Transformation Technique, Yang Teng immediately became an inconspicuous middle-aged man, with only a saint in his cultivation realm.
Wu Tian immediately understood the master's thoughts, and then laughed: "Those ancient saints are just going to be unlucky!"
Yang Teng strode out of the palace and headed to the area where the challengers were.
When I came to that area, I saw many monks, divided into many small groups.
Some were talking in low voices, and some were talking. You don't need to listen carefully to hear a lot of remarks against him.
Especially in a relatively large group, a slender monk in the crowd, waving his fist strenuously, was shouting in the crowd.
"Brothers, we can't watch an outsider from the big universe occupy our dream world!"
"This is our dream world, no one can take it away!"
Looking at this monk, Yang Teng's face was full of murderous auras, it was him!
Signaling Wu Tian to stand in place, Yang Teng walked over.
The monk didn't notice that there was one more person outside the crowd, and of course he wouldn't care about a little saint monk.
"What are you doing, stay outside and listen carefully, and squeeze something inside!" There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and someone shouted dissatisfiedly.
Those slender cultivators glanced here dissatisfiedly, "What are you little cultivator doing!"
Yang Teng, who was transformed into a sage realm cultivation base, smiled at the monk with disdain: "You are a long time old, just want to show the limelight. With your unbearable strength, you are also worthy to challenge our Lord Yang, you Match it!"
Being humiliated by a little saint in public, how can this monk endure, "What did you say, repeat what you just said!"
This monk had murderous intent on his face. If it weren't for the Illusory Realm forbidding the fight, he would definitely slap it and kill this blindfolded little monk.
Yang Teng's tone became more and more contemptuous, "With your strength, you are also worthy to challenge our Lord Yang. You, a man of fame, can hold my punch. It’s a big deal to challenge Lord Yang. joke!"
"You are looking for death!" Despite the constraints of the Illusion Realm, the monk slapped his face.
If you don't kill this little monk, you have to teach him a profound lesson so that he knows that not everyone can refute him on such occasions.
A slap shot, this monk is full of confidence, isn't he just a little saint, he is unconscious with a slap!
What the monk did not expect was that the little monk at the realm of saints on the opposite side, instead of evading, also slapped him.
"This is your own death, and you can't blame others!" The slender monk flashed a smirk on his face, and the strength of his palm increased by two points.
"Bang!" With a loud noise, everyone was waiting for the slender monk, and slapped the eyeless saint realm monk into the air.
However, the person who flew out made them unexpected.
The slender monk spurted blood in his mouth, flew far away, then hit the ground with his head and passed out.
Yang Teng stood firmly, and glanced at every monk with contempt, "You rubbish, you are also worthy to challenge the Lord Yang. Even me, a monk at the realm of saints, can't beat me. I think you are here to die!"