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Chapter 1963: Spelling a magic weapon?(2/2)

At this moment, the demonic writings were glowing, and the black mountains roared towards Wang Teng, like a hundred thousand stars speeding towards him. The power was terrifying and made people tremble.

"What a powerful force. Bai Yixing deserves to be the genius of the Imperial Clan. Although he is only at the middle stage of the Heavenly God realm, the power he masters has surpassed the conventional strength of this realm. His strength is probably comparable to the ordinary strong men in the early stage of the God King."

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On the floating island where the Scarlet Flame Dapeng Clan is located, King Chi Yan couldn't help but sigh at this moment. The Imperial Clan's bloodline is powerful, its potential is huge, and its natural heritage is stronger than that of ordinary people.

For example, the red-scaled dragon snake and the innate dragon, the bloodlines of the two are equally important. They also have innate advantages over other races. Not only do they have higher and faster growth, but they also tend to have deeper foundations in the same realm.

However, although King Chiyan was amazed by Bai Yixing's power, at the same time, he was even more shocked by Wang Teng's strength.

Because until now, Wang Teng has not used all five top-level Shinto runes he has, only two.

Facing a prodigy from the Demon Clan and the Imperial Clan who was a level higher than himself, he could still have some reservations. This undoubtedly surprised King Chiyan, and he secretly thought that he seemed to underestimate this human race.

And in the battlefield.

Faced with the magic weapon Bai Yixing offered to suppress him, Wang Teng remained calm and unhurried.

"Are you going to start competing for magic weapons?"

Wang Teng raised the corners of his mouth, flipped his hands, and countless treasure seals and other magic weapons flew out one after another. Blessed by his magic power and Shinto runes, they faced the black mountain that was shooting like meteors.

After Wang Teng became a god and took control of the Shinto runes, he took the time to sacrifice and refine the supreme weapons such as the Infinite Treasure Seal, and they became divine weapons one after another on the way to the demon world.

At this moment, the Infinite Treasure Seal, the Xuantian Divine Cauldron, the Glazed Pagoda, the Demon-Conquering Heavenly Sword, the Brahma Heavenly Sword, the Creation Heavenly Scroll and other major magic weapons all shot away, immediately intercepting the black mountain calmly.

"You actually have so many artifacts?"

Bai Yixing's eyes widened immediately, with a look of disbelief on his face. As an imperial clan, he did not have such luxury, but the human monk in front of him actually possessed so many artifacts?

"Huh? The intertwined principles of divine doctrine in these artifacts are still superficial. They seem to have just been promoted to artifacts."

Immediately, Bai Yixing's face changed, and he realized that among the various magic weapons such as the Infinite Treasure Seal, the intertwined and outlined Shinto textures were not strong enough, and he suddenly understood that these magic weapons had only just been promoted.

But even so, with so many artifacts blasting at him at the same time, his black mountain couldn't withstand it.

Almost instantly, the black mountain was blown away by the magic weapons Wang Teng sacrificed.

At the same time, Wang Teng flashed and rushed in front of Bai Yixing. He raised his hand and punched Bai Yixing, which was simple and rough.

Bai Yixing's eyes suddenly condensed, a flash of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then he refused to retreat and turned towards Wang Teng with a palm strike.
Chapter completed!
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