Mystery Comes: My Exchange Is Not Equal

Chapter 733, Dao Mopan!Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots! (Ask for a full order! Ask for a monthly pass!)

"Who?! Who killed the old man's son!"

The Ziling Saint roared again!

The whole hall trembled.

Many middle and high-rank Taoist monarchs were so shocked that their blood was boiling and their ears were ringing.

Even the super-grade Taoist monarchs turned pale and frightened.

The next second, they subconsciously aimed at Wang Teng.

Everyone present knew that it was Wang Teng who killed the son of the Ziling sage.

But at this moment, Wang Teng's eyes were slightly closed, oblivious to everything outside, as if he didn't hear those roars!

All the powerful men wondered secretly.

Even Bai Ji was surprised, wondering why Wang Teng didn't respond.

These people didn't know that Wang Teng was making a breakthrough at the moment.

But the anger of the Ziling sage did not subside, but instead increased.

"Who? Who the hell?!"

At this moment, with bloodshot eyes, he looked around the entire hall, as if he wanted to find the murderer.

After a quick scan, all the Dao Lords of the middle and upper ranks and super ranks could be seen, and there were only six or seven of the giant ranks.

The only one who has reached the most holy level is the City Master Baiji.

The only ones who have reached the lord level giants are Xue Ye and Zi Ri.

These three people are official identities, and it is unlikely to kill his son.

As for the others, they didn't have the strength to kill his son at all.

Did the murderer escape?

No!

He must find out.

The sage Ziling glanced at the audience again, his eyes swept over everyone and Wang Teng, but he didn't stop at all.

It is impossible for a high-rank Taoist to be the murderer of his son.

He ignored Wang Teng directly.

Finally, his eyes fell on Bai Ji.

The whole game is the strongest in a hundred seasons.

He is also the Lord of Tongtian City.

This guy should know who the killer is.

With this in mind, the Ziling saint strode towards Baiji.

In just a moment, he aggressively came to the ninth-tier reward area.

All the Taoist lords were shocked by his aura, and they all froze in place.

After he approached, everyone realized that they wanted to make way for him.

But I didn't want to, before everyone could move, the Ziling Saint broke out.

"Go away!"

A roar.

There is a lot of noise!

All the super-rank Taoist monarchs were deafened by the shock.

In the next second, all the Taoist monarchs scattered in panic and did not dare to gather in the ninth-order area.

Bai Ji hurried forward: "Brother, calm down!"

The Ziling sage said bitterly: "My son was killed, how do you let me calm down?! By the way, City Lord Baiji, do you know who the murderer who killed my son is?"

"This……"

Bai Ji looked perplexed and distressed.

Everyone also looked at this scene with strange expressions.

The murderer is there!

But anyone can see that Bai Ji intends to befriend Wang Teng, so naturally he doesn't want to betray Wang Teng on the spot.

Looking at the relationship between Baiji and the Ziling saint, it was considered harmonious, and he didn't know how to explain it to the Ziling saint.

Seeing Baiji hesitating, the Ziling saint was annoyed: "City Lord Baiji! What are you in trouble for? If you know the murderer's identity, you can just say it. Or, even you dare not mention the murderer's name?"

The sage of Ziling asked repeatedly.

Baiji became more and more sad.

At this moment, Wang Teng finally completed his promotion and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the Ziling Saint pressing Baiji.

And Bai Ji was standing there with a troubled expression on his face.

All the strong people around had strange looks on their faces.

Many people were sneaking glances at Wang Teng, as if they wanted to see how he would respond?
Seeing this scene clearly, Wang Teng walked towards the Ziling Saint.

He had been waiting for this old guy to show up, and now it finally arrived.

Of course, seeing Bai Ji being persecuted, he didn't want to make things difficult for Bai Ji.

And when he moved, all the onlookers felt their hearts twitch, each of them couldn't help holding their breath, and stared at him closely.

Everyone knows that something big will happen soon.

Soon, Wang Teng walked to Bai Ji's side.

The sage Ziling is still pressing Baiji.

And Bai Ji smiled wryly while appeasing the Ziling Saint.

"Brother Baiji, why have you been reluctant to reveal the murderer? What are you hiding?"

Just halfway through speaking, the Ziling saint saw Wang Teng walking over.

He suddenly became annoyed.

The reason why he comforted Bai Ji was to find the murderer.

At this moment, a high-rank Taoist monarch appeared to disturb him, and he had no sense at all.

You know, even giant-level powerhouses feel his anger, and they dare not take half a step closer.

This little Taoist gentleman who is only a top-grade eternity is looking for death.

"Go away~!"

The Ziling sage directly reprimanded Wang Teng and told him to get away.

Wang Teng frowned suddenly.

Only then did Bai Ji realize that Wang Teng was approaching, and his expression changed slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Wang Teng, you are..."

Seeing that Bai Ji was so polite to Wang Teng, the sage Ziling was taken aback.

Boom~!

But before he could think about it, Wang Teng suddenly slapped him wildly.

The whole audience exclaimed.

"Little thief! You are courting death!"

The Ziling saint was even more furious.

He didn't expect that this little ant, who was only a top-rank Taoist, would dare to attack him on his own initiative.

Boom~!

The Ziling saint didn't hesitate at all, and slapped away with all his strength, without holding back his hand at all.

If he dared to provoke his majesty, he would kill this kid to scum, and let everyone know the fate of provoking him.

In the blink of an eye, the attacks of the two sides were about to collide.

At this moment, Wang Teng's explosive aura was fully revealed.

Bai Ji retreated to the side in horror, for fear of being implicated.

Those super-grade Taoist monarchs even retreated a long way.

Um?This is……

At this moment, the Ziling saint also sensed Wang Teng's terrifying aura, and suddenly felt bad!
But before he could think too much, the attacks from both sides collided instantly!

Bang~!

There was an explosion like the collapse of the heavens!
Kacha~!

Immediately afterwards, there was another crisp sound.

Blood splashes!
The Ziling sage let out a stern roar, and was slapped by Wang Teng's palm, turning into blood mist on the spot.

The audience was instantly dumbfounded.

Everyone's mouth is open.

Even Bai Ji was stunned.

God~!

Wang Teng slapped the Ziling Saint with his palm.

Everyone knew that Wang Teng's strength was terrifying, but they never expected that Wang Teng could blow up the Ziling Saint with one palm.

You know, Ziling Saint is the best among the most holy juniors.

If you want to smash it with one palm, you must at least be close to the strength of the most holy senior!

With this thought, the way everyone looked at Wang Teng changed...

At the same time, a group of golden true spirits flew out of the blood mist ahead.

That is the true spirit of the Ziling Saint!

As soon as it appeared, it looked at Wang Teng in fear.

"You... who are you?"

Inside the true aura group, there was a panicked voice from the Ziling Saint.

Up to now, his previous arrogance has long since disappeared.

Wang Teng looked at the true aura group coldly: "This deity is your son-killing enemy!"

"what?!"

The real spirit roared.

Immediately, Zhenling was shocked and angry: "Little thief! So you killed the old man's son! You wait for the old man, I will definitely not let you go!"

As soon as he heard that the murderer was right in front of his eyes, Ziling's true spirit jumped violently.

That hatred overcame the fear.

Of course, if it dares to be so stubborn, it is also determined by Wang Teng, and can't do anything to it.

After all, it is a sixth-grade primary true spirit.

Even the most holy Dzogchen can't destroy the sixth-grade primary true spirit, and it doesn't believe that Wang Teng can kill it.

As long as Wang Teng can't deal with it, when it escapes from this place, he will swear to find a helper to avenge today's revenge.

huh~!

With this thought in mind, the true spirit turned into a golden light and fled towards the outside of the hall.

"You still want to escape?!"

But at this moment, Wang Teng's icy voice sounded from above the hall!

The true spirit of Ziling sneered: "Little thief! Do you think that you are an existence beyond the most holy Dzogchen? If the old man wants to escape, what can you do to me?"

While swearing, Ziling True Spirit fled even faster.

Om~!

But at this moment, Wang Teng pinched a seal formula with his hand, and instantly sacrificed a huge mysterious roulette.

The diameter of the roulette is tens of thousands of feet, and the front is engraved with patterns such as the Pure Land, the Merit Pool, the Supreme Heavenly Palace, the Garden of Ultimate Bliss, the Four Great Heavenly Gates, and the Five Fangxian Mountains.

On the back, there are images of the hell realm such as the Samsara Pool, Hell and Huangquan, etc.!
The central area is engraved with the melting pot of heaven and earth.

And in the furnace of heaven and earth, there is another golden swastika pattern.

This is the real six-track roulette.

Om~!

As soon as the six-track roulette appeared, it immediately shone brightly.

The endless power of the six paths of reincarnation instantly filled the entire temple.

In the next second, the swastika pattern in the center of the roulette produced an endless force of swallowing and sucking towards the true spirit of Ziling.

huh~!

As soon as it is swallowed, the true spirit is irresistibly swallowed towards the roulette, no matter how it struggles, it is useless.

The terrified roar of the Ziling Saint suddenly came from the true spirit.

"This... this is... six-way roulette!"

At this moment, the Ziling saint recognized the roulette, and there was boundless fear in his tone.

But it was all too late.

huh~!

With a flash of light, the true spirit of Ziling was sucked into the roulette and submerged into the pattern of the furnace of that day.

At the next breath, Wang Teng pinched a seal.

Boom~!Long~!Long~!

Suddenly, the swastika pattern in the center of the roulette slowly rotated counterclockwise.

Those who follow will live, those who go against will die!

Ka~!Ka~!Ka~!

There was a burst of crisp sound from the center of the roulette.

The huge swastika glyph is slowly grinding like a millstone on the road...

The crackling sound of the true spirit continued to be heard from within.

Kacha~!

Finally, there was a clear crisp sound.

The true spirit of Ziling was ground and shattered.

The miserable roar echoed endlessly over the hall.

The audience was stunned.

God~!

Master Wang Teng even killed the sixth-rank true spirit.

At this moment, everyone looked at Wang Teng in horror, their eyes full of fear.

Even Baiji is no exception.

At the moment, the field became dead silent.

Everyone's breathing stopped.

It was as if time had frozen.

Wang Teng looked indifferent, as if nothing happened.

Kacha~!

At this moment, another black lightning from the God of Punishment descended from the sky, slamming on Wang Teng's body.

He didn't realize it, and he didn't get hurt in the slightest.

In the next second, with a wave of his hand, he put away the six-track roulette.

Afterwards, he pinched the Yin Jue again, activated his supernatural powers, devoured the good fortune of the Ziling Saint, and put away his storage ring.

After doing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This trouble was finally cleared up.

Then he should leave too.

Next, he will go all out to deal with Tianque Fortress.

Thinking of this, he looked at Bai Ji.

"City Master Baiji, Wang is leaving!"

Bai Ji panicked: "My... my lord, go slowly!"

Now that things have happened, Bai Ji dare not make friends with Wang Teng's peers.

Wang Teng didn't say much anymore, and walked straight out of the hall.

Everyone stared blankly at his back, still not even daring to breathe.

In the corner, the yellow-robed man and the gray-robed old man who had mocked Wang Teng before shrank their heads even more, trembling with fright.

At this moment, the two of them felt extremely regretful in their hearts, for fear that Wang Teng would notice them.

It wasn't until Wang Teng left completely that the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

The two men in yellow robes seemed to be in a state of collapse, and their bodies had long been soaked in cold sweat.

Everyone also looked at the direction where Wang Teng disappeared, and they all sighed...

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(End of this chapter)