Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 347 Yongyong’s Big Trouble
Yang Xingchen originally wanted to go directly to the Immortal Land to conquer the red-haired monster and harvest the dream essence, but he soon heard that his son had a conflict with Wang Teng's younger brother.

On this day, after Yongyong completed his practice, he wandered around the small world of Qishi Mansion and felt the charm of the great avenue.

This is the first time Yongyong meets this little devil Wang Chong.

Wang Chong is obviously short in stature, but he wears loose clothes. He is a child of eight or nine years old, looks fair and tender, and has bright eyes.

Among the geniuses in the entire Qishi Mansion, he is the youngest, but he entered the fifth transformation of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm at the age of nine.

As a star king, Yongyong possesses the Great Emperor's scriptures and various secret techniques. In addition, he has a variety of immortal medicines to cleanse the muscles and cut the marrow, so he is also a top-ranked genius in Qishi Mansion.

"Are you the King of Stars? Let me measure your strength!" Wang Chong said coldly.

The cold and ruthless look on his face was incompatible with his immature childlike appearance.

I saw him flying into the sky, forming seals with his hands. The people around him were worried about being affected, or were afraid of the power of Beidi Wang Teng, so they all hid aside.

Wang Chong squeezed the dragon seal with both hands, and nine green dragons appeared in real form, making dragon roars. Each one had a ferocious look on his face, swung his head and tail, and pounced on Yongyong.

Bang bang bang. . . .

In the blink of an eye, he took out more than a dozen palms. Each palm was done with all his strength, and the energy and blood surged like a volcano erupting.

However, the little devil tried his best and failed to defeat Yongyong.

Yongyong was also surprised. He didn't expect that this little monster, at such a young age, was indeed extraordinary. His cultivation was much higher than that of ordinary saints.

No wonder Wang Chong, the little devil, is so domineering.

With this little devil's own strength alone, killing an ordinary monk at the peak of his ninth transformation into a dragon would be as easy as eating and drinking.

No wonder he is called a monster behind his back. He is a genius who is far better than the average at such a young age. No wonder his father said that my son Wang Teng has the talent of a great emperor.

In comparison, his younger brother Wang Chong, in terms of cultivation, has been able to catch up with Wang Teng. With such two precious little things, no wonder he is so arrogant.

His father Yang Xingchen once told him that Wang Chong was a man of great opportunity. He fell into a dragon cave when he was young and received great benefits. Some people said that he had swallowed dragon blood, and some said that he had eaten a lot of it. Dragon marrow.

It is said that there is a great master in Qishi Mansion who has studied his physique and said that he does not need magic medicine. Even if he does not practice, he can live for at least six thousand years, and this is still the most conservative estimate.

As for what benefits he received? All this is a secret. Some people say that what he got is dragon blood, and some people say that what he got is phoenix blood, which baptizes his body and makes him extremely powerful.

He had defeated saints and saints who were in the same realm at the age of nine, plus an older brother who made the younger generation avoid him, so no one really dared to mess with him.

Yongyong originally didn't want to create a cause and effect, but he was so arrogant, so naturally he didn't want to spoil him. His father was not a vegetarian either. His brother was the North Emperor, and my father was still the East Emperor.

Yongyong shouted loudly, he grabbed the nine green dragons, and tore them apart with both hands, blood spurted out, and the nine green dragons were torn to pieces.

Wang Chong was shocked and angry. He pressed the dragon seal with both hands and was about to take action again.

Wang Chong's eyes stood up, veins on his forehead jumped, and his expression was horrifying. Although his face was only nine years old, it actually showed a ferocious look.

"Ooh, ho, ho, ho..." The sound of dragon roars came and went. He squeezed the Dragon Seal with both hands, and eighteen green dragons appeared. Each one was extremely thick, as if it were from the eighteenth to the mountains across the sky, with a formidable momentum.

"Star King Body? What a great name. I've never heard of it before! I was born to kill geniuses!" Wang Chong roared.

"No matter what your physique is, you are dead today." Wang Chong roared.

"What a strong tone. Others are afraid of your brother, but I am not afraid. I will teach you a lesson today." Yongyong also felt angry. His father had never lost in a fight, so he couldn't lose to others.

The eighteen green dragons that Wang Chong shot were vast, powerful and domineering, and they rushed towards Yongyong at the same time.

Yongyong clapped his hand casually, and a big blue handprint with twinkling stars flew out.

"Puff puff..."

The big blue handprint was so destructive that the eighteen green dragons were turned into bloody mud one by one, causing a rain of blood to fly.

The big blue handprint was sharp and domineering. After shattering the Qinglong, it continued to attack Wang Chong with unabated force.

A large blue handprint was instantly printed on Wang Chong's back. He immediately vomited blood and was driven into a pile of rocks.

Blocked by eighteen green dragons, the little monster's physical body was strong enough, and instead of being broken into pieces with a single palm, it was driven into the pile of rocks.

"It's over, this man is dead!"

"This man is so brave, he dares to attack Wang Chong!"

"If he dares to attack Wang Chong, his brother Wang Teng will definitely escape, but he is a god who is known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor!"

"Yes, the Northern Emperor cannot be humiliated!"

"Then Yang Xingchen also has the title of East Emperor, so he is not someone to be trifled with!"

"What is the fight between Bei Emperor's younger brother and East Emperor's son?!"

"Haha, it looks like there is a good show of fighting between dragons and tigers."

A group of onlookers talked a lot, and it was not a big deal to watch the excitement.

The pile of rubble, the boulders rolled, and smoke and dust were everywhere. Wang Chong used all his strength to smash the pile of rocks into pieces.

At this time, his clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, blood was vomiting from his mouth, and his eyes were spitting fire.

He was successful at a young age and had the protection of his brother Wang Teng. When had he ever suffered such a big loss?

Wang Chong opened his mouth and spit out a chariot. It was only an inch long, but it made a deafening roar and became extremely huge in an instant, crushing towards Yongyong.

Yongyong frowned, this was a king's magic weapon.

The ancient chariot quickly grew in size, reaching a length of three feet. It was as black as ink, engraved with real dragons, and exuded a terrifying aura.

This is a king's divine weapon, like an ancient ferocious beast, emitting a terrifying black light.

Like a ghost, he locked onto Yongyong, and the black light was overwhelming and surging.

Yongyong's body is strong, but he also knows that this king's magic weapon cannot be resisted by his body.

Yongyong flipped his hand, and a large black seal appeared, shooting out thousands of colorful rays of light and hitting Wang Chong.

This is exactly the Chaos Stone in the Lizhou Ancient Tomb, the bed of Emperor Wu Shi.

Ever since Long Fei got the Demon King's Ruler, a broken Ji Dao weapon, and his Phoenix Blood Red Gold Bracelet, he no longer needed the Chaos Stone.

Yang Xingchen asked for it without any courtesy and gave it to Yongyong.

After this large black seal appeared, a suffocating pressure was released. It quickly grew in size, filling the sky, and an incredible position appeared, imprisoning the void.

The seven-colored divine light rushed outward like water, turning the sky into seven colors. Like the Milky Way falling, it was so heavy that it shattered people's bones. It fell on the ancient chariot with a loud noise.

Rumble.

This seemingly powerful black chariot was shattered into pieces in the seven-colored divine light, and endless dust and smoke filled the sky.

This King's Divine Weapon is really nothing in front of the Chaos Stone.

Yongyong waved his hand, grabbed Wang Chong's neck, and grabbed him. There is also a small jade bottle in his hand, the stopper has been pulled out, and the fragrance is flowing inside.

Yongyong took it over. There were more than a dozen drops of dragon marrow inside. Each drop was as big as a grape and incompatible with each other. They were like golden agates, with an intoxicating fragrance.

This is one of the top dragon marrows. This boy has so many opportunities. He actually uses dragon marrow to heal his wounds and replenish his consumed divine power. Yongyong looks at his extravagant appearance and feels a little envious and jealous.

He put the dragon marrow away casually.

Yongyong threw Wang Chong out casually and fell hard to the ground, causing a cloud of dust to fly up.

"Don't think it's a big deal if you win. My brother will definitely make your death ugly if he comes!" An arrogant shout came from the dust.

"Your brother is your brother, you are you, but you are not your brother yet!" Yongyong sneered.

Then he stepped there with his big feet.

I saw a huge earthquake in the void, and a big foot, which was about ten feet long, with blue stars twinkling, poked out of the void.

With a bang, smoke and dust rose into the sky. Wang Chong screamed and was stepped on the ground by the big blue foot.

Yongyong used a Dharma-like magical power, like a starry god of war with twinkling stars, standing tall and majestic.

The onlookers were all shocked that someone could be so disrespectful to Wang Teng and humiliate his younger brother.

"How dare you..." Wang Chong's voice came from underground. He couldn't believe that someone in this Qishi Mansion actually dared to attack him. His eldest brother was still practicing in seclusion. He couldn't spare him if he came out.

Wang Chong was arrogant and wantonly insulted the descendants of the Thirteenth Queen of the Northern Territory. Bandits, Li Heishui, Jiang Huairen, Wu Zhongtian and others were humiliated more than once.

A little devil who is only nine years old is so arrogant and domineering, humiliating the masters of the younger generation, speaking arrogantly, and is about to beat him to death at every turn. Today he met the person who restrained him.

At this time, Yongyong's big feet fell from the sky and stepped on him hard into the mud, making him feel the taste of being humiliated.

As Wang Chong screamed, all the bones in his body were broken and his whole body was twisted.

Yongyong stamped his foot again, the sole of his foot crushing like an insect. All the bones in Wang Chong's body crackled and were smashed to pieces.

At this time, he was like a porcelain doll, very fragile and unable to bear the huge pressure. He vomited blood and his eyes were full of resentment.

Yongyong heard his father say that he had the Chaos Ancient Emperor Talisman on his body, so he couldn't die at all.

Such rough treatment was just to make him suffer a little.

Boom boom boom!
Suddenly a powerful aura rushed out, and Wang Chong's eyebrows emitted thousands of divine lights, as if a door to the world had opened.

Yongyong quickly retreated, and he felt a dangerous aura.

Between Wang Chong's eyebrows, a golden ancient chariot rushed out, with a tall figure standing on it, like a god and demon.

"It's Wang Teng, the Northern Emperor!"

"Star King Body Yang Yaoyong is in trouble!"

"Why is Wang Teng hiding in Wang Chong's eyebrows?"

The crowd around them exclaimed and watched from a distance.

On the golden ancient chariot, the man's black hair was messy, his face was like a knife, his skin was bronze, his figure was strong, and his whole body was shrouded in golden light, as if the emperor of heaven had descended.

There are nine real dragons, nine phoenixes, nine white tigers, and nine basalts around his body, and the flashing divine light turns into four images.

Yongyong looked at it and was amazed. This was the legendary picture of the arrival of the Emperor of Heaven, guarded by the four stars in the sky, patrolling the world with great splendor.

His aura is really powerful, and his potential is even much stronger than the average supreme power.

This is the first time Yongyong sees Wang Teng, although it is not his true form.

Wang Teng is known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor. At the age of fifteen, he was invincible to the younger generation in Beiyuan. Just now, Yongyong lamented that his younger brother was stronger than Wang Teng when he was a child. Now that he meets Wang Teng, he realizes that Wang Teng is much stronger than his younger brother.

Yongyong knew that Wang Teng had received the inheritance from Emperor Luan Gu, and there was an old Xianhe at the Saint King or Great Sage level behind him. He was the successor personally selected by Old Xianhe for Emperor Luan Gu.

This is not Wang Teng's true body, but a wisp of Wang Teng's spiritual thoughts.

"Brother, help me kill him!" Wang Chong shouted in surprise. Apparently he didn't know that his elder brother had left a back-up plan in his mind.

The energy and blood in Yongyong's body suddenly boiled, cutting off all the breath from the outside world, because he sensed an inexplicable energy, which was the martial arts eye, constantly peeking at his body.

Wang Teng's eyes were deep, countless stars were disillusioned in his eyes, his mind was cold and indifferent, and he seemed to be indifferent to everything.

Yongyong directly activated the power of the Chaos Stone, waving his hand and shooting out a colorful divine light.

A golden holy sword suddenly flew out from Wang Teng's back, spreading out thousands of rays of divine light.

The vast power rushes in all directions, and there is a will to dominate others.

Rumble.

The seven-colored divine light met the golden holy sword, where the light flickered, the earth cracked, and the mountain peaks shattered.

It became a place of destruction, nothing could be seen but a dull dust.

By the time everything disappeared, Wang Teng had been beaten to pieces, and the golden ancient chariot had been beaten into ashes.

The Wang family suffered a big loss in this battle. The black ancient town car and the golden ancient chariot were both the king's magic weapons, and they were smashed to pieces by Yongyong.

"Brother..." Although Wang Teng was just a wisp of spiritual thought, Wang Chong still exclaimed after it was destroyed.

Yongyong was still in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, how did he break Wang Teng's spiritual thoughts? Naturally, it was Nangong Zheng's credit. As a Tao-killing King, it was not an easy task to quietly kill an imprint of the Second Immortal Power.

The moment Wang Teng's spiritual thoughts were extinguished, Wang Teng, who was practicing, suddenly woke up.

This is an ancient cave, one of the top caves in Qishi Mansion. No one dares to disturb it at ordinary times. This is where Wang Teng sits.

In this cave, there are hundreds of thousands-year-old elixirs, among which there is a King Medicine, which is fragrant and crystal clear. It is a King Medicine that is at least 80,000 or 90,000 years old.

Apart from these, everything else is very simple, without a trace of luxury.

Wang Teng was sitting cross-legged on a mysterious jade bed, motionless.

At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the endless stars in his eyes were disillusioned, as if the emperor was resurrected, unfathomable.

"Wuguli, Jinwuduo, come in!"

"I've met the master!" Outside the cave, two tall ancient creatures walked in immediately.

One was ten feet tall, covered with silvery light and delicate scales. He had four arms, a mane of silver hair shawl, and a vertical eye between his eyebrows.

The other one was two and a half meters tall, with a golden body, a pair of golden wings, densely covered with golden scales, and a pair of antlers like antlers growing out of his golden hair.

"My spiritual consciousness in my younger brother Wang Chong's body has been killed. Go and find out who is so bold as to pick off his head and bring it back to me." Wang Teng calmly ordered.

(End of this chapter)