The group mockery skill, activate!
"What did you say?!" The few vampire dark apparitions were instantly enraged, glaring at Wang Teng.
"I said you're all pests," Wang Teng replied calmly.
"Damn it!" The vampire dark apparitions were practically spitting fire from their eyes, shouting angrily, "Kill him! He must be killed."
"Yeah, kill him. He's alone here. Even if we kill him, no one will find out!"
"How dare you provoke us vampires. You're looking for death."
…
The leader of the vampire dark apparitions also had a cold expression, saying in a chilling tone, "Devil Armor Race, you will pay for your ignorance and foolishness."
"Do you think you can kill ?" Wang Teng snorted. His expression didn't change.
"A low-tier devil emperor like you dares to speak so arrogantly. Haven't your elders told you how dangerous and cruel the outside world can be?" The leader of the vampire dark apparitions said coldly.
"My elders only told that when encountering pests, I should crush them directly," Wang Teng replied.
"Very well!" The leader of the vampire dark apparitions' expression darkened to the extre. Without looking back, he said to the other vampires behind him, "Keep an eye on this tortoise shell, don't let it escape."
Boom!
Before waiting for the other vampires to respond, a loud noise suddenly rang out. Without hesitation, he had already transford into a stream of blood-red light, charging towards Wang Teng.
Wang Teng's expression remained unchanged, but various attributes within his body quietly began to operate.
He activated the True Dragon Battle Physique (pseudo) and the four divine flas erupted. This ti, he even used the Dark Fla to increase the power of the True Dragon Battle Physique.
At the sa ti, on the surface of his body, strange fla scales appeared. So were cyan, so were crimson, so were white, and so were black.
The scales of the four-colored fla covered his body, showing no conflict but instead extre harmony, filled with a strange sensation.
The Ancient God's Body was activated too. An occult golden pattern blossod on his forehead.
The Five-Elent Divine Physique operated, and the five viscera in his body suddenly had Force injected into them, forming vortexes and erupting with terrifying power.
These phenona, covered by the Devil Armor, were invisible to the outside world.
However, the vampire could feel the sudden burst of trendous montum emanating from Wang Teng's body.
"Oh my god!"
The vampire's pupils contracted, shaken to the core. The Devil Armor Race before him felt like a terrifying beast, its body seemingly infinitely towering, like an invisible giant overlooking him.
"Roar!"
Faced with Wang Teng's indifferent and contemptuous expression, the vampire was completely enraged. Emitting a furious roar, it ford a crimson claw imprint in the void with its clawed hand, fiercely clawing toward Wang Teng.
At that mont, Wang Teng also moved, showing no rcy. With a punch, the terrifying power within him erupted.
The constellation Dark Force transford into a fist imprint.
Dark Devil Fist!
A trendous roar echoed as the terrifying force smashed out.
"Devil titan battle technique!" The vampire's expression changed drastically, its pupils shrinking violently, attempting to avoid the punch, but it was too late.
Wang Teng had waited until the last mont to strike. With the two of them at such close range, the vampire couldn't avoid it any longer.
Boom!
The two attacks collided instantly, the fist imprint soaring through the air. Soon after, the sound of shattering echoed, and the claw imprint couldn't withstand even a second before it shattered, turning into countless specks of light.
The vampire flapped its wings frantically, trying to evade.
But the montum of the fist imprint did not diminish, its speed was extrely fast, and the next mont it directly struck his body.
"Pfft!"
The vampire spurted out a mouthful of blood, its body uncontrollably flying backward.
"How is this possible!" The expressions on the faces of the vampires several distances away froze instantly, filled with disbelief.
Julius lost!
And the opponent only threw one punch. Was he really just a low-tier devil emperor?
Wang Teng didn't care what the vampire dark apparitions were thinking. With a flicker, he directly caught up to the vampire's flying form, looming over him from above.
"Wait!" Julius's already pale face grew even paler, hastily speaking up.
Wang Teng's eyes shimred with indifference and mockery, delivering another punch.
Boom!
Julius couldn't avoid this punch at all, his abdon solidly struck, emitting a crisp cracking sound from within.
"Pfft!" Another mouthful of blood sprayed out, and the vampire's body plumted like a teor.
"Julius!" The other vampire's faces changed drastically, wanting to rush up to help, but they were caught in a bind by the encircled tortoise shell, preventing them from breaking free.
Wang Teng dove down, his fists continuously striking, not giving the vampire dark apparition any chance to catch his breath.
Boom!
Boom!
Julius's eyes were filled with resentnt, his wings flapping behind him as he desperately twisted his body, a powerful domain erupting from within him.
This domain was crimson in color, perated with crimson blood everywhere, sweeping out and instantly enveloping Wang Teng who was charging straight toward him.
"Vampire's domain!" Wang Teng's eyes flashed, a hint of a smile curling at the corners of his mouth beneath the armor. "But it's only a fifth-rank domain."
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