Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 2224

As the day of Yang tengrong's appointment as the Lord of the dream world approaches, more and more monks come to the small world where the headquarters of the anti youth alliance is located.

Now, this small world is no longer the headquarters of the anti youth alliance, but is named the illusory world.

This world refers not to the world like the dream world, but to a small world.

More people, more things.

Wu Tian has returned to the illusory world and transferred a group of elite forces from the original team to form a bodyguard to protect the illusory world.

Thanks to these guards, order was stabilized.

Otherwise, so many monks from all over the fantasy world will certainly make the fantasy world a mess.

Even so, the illusory world is still restless.

Batch after batch of monks came from all over the fantasy world, some entered the fantasy world, and some were outside the fantasy world.

There are still five days before Yang tengrong became the Lord of the world. There are not many strong emperors in the illusory world, mainly the friars of the quasi emperor realm and the ancient saints.

Of course, the most talked about by the monks is that Yang Teng is about to become the Lord of the world. As for the wedding ceremony of Yang Teng and the dead wood goddess on the day of the grand ceremony, it has been completely ignored by the monks.

"You say, is Yang Teng really so powerful? How can I sound impossible? It's more like boasting. How can a prospective emperor destroy so many powerful void predators?"

Although Yang Teng's battle against void predators has spread throughout the fantasy world, confirmed by several super strong Su Wuchen, many people still don't believe it.

It is said that hearing is false and seeing is true. After all, only Yang Teng's men and those super strong men witnessed the original battle.

In addition, no outsiders witnessed it on the spot.

There is a certain operating space. Who can guarantee whether there are any hidden secrets.

The speaker is an ancient sage. He looks very young. He can be regarded as the leader of the young generation.

Around him, there are many monks of ancient sage realm.

It's also interesting to say that these ancient sages who want to challenge Yang Teng are divided into several groups, and those who want to challenge Yang Teng are also divided into several groups. The friars in the two realms are distinct and have their own camps.

Maybe they are friars in the quasi emperor realm. They don't like these ancient saints.

As soon as the voice of the ancient Saint friar fell, it was immediately echoed by others.

"It's really reasonable to hear your brother say that. I also think there's some hidden secret. Yang Teng's strength is well known in the dream world, but it's not strong enough."

"Yes, even if there is a powerful treasure, can he really inspire such powerful power as a quasi emperor monk? It's just a joke. If the great emperor controls the treasure, wouldn't he be able to sweep the heavens and the world."

"This is reasonable. If there is such a thing, who is the strong man who forged the treasure at the beginning? Can he rule the heavens and become a well deserved overlord?"

All kinds of conjectures and inferences, from these populations, sound quite reasonable.

"Maybe there is a great conspiracy we don't know! After all, he is a monk in the universe, not a man in my dream world."

The voice of doubt is getting louder and louder. Many people hold on to Yang Teng's identity and think that if he is not a person in the dream world, he should not become the master of the dream world. This is the prelude to the destruction of the dream world.

As Yang Teng expected, he thought the biggest obstacle was his identity. Now some people began to question his identity.

Among the crowd, there was no lack of Yang Teng's people. They quickly reported these remarks against Yang Teng to Yang Teng.

Hearing these things, Yang Teng sneered. These things had long been expected by him.

It is obvious that someone has contributed to such a great response and quickly set off a wave of questioning him.

"Who are these opponents?" Yang Teng asked.

His subordinates quickly reported: "they are basically those ancient saints and friars, and some quasi emperors are involved."

Yang Teng nodded slightly, and a chill appeared on his face. "It seems that it's time to give them some color to see! Otherwise they really don't know heaven and earth!"

Not everyone can come to the illusory world.

Those invited to the ceremony were all the super powers in the dream world, and some great emperors and powerful people who were once hidden from the world.

These people have invitations sent by Yang Teng. They come to watch the ceremony as distinguished guests and are received by special personnel.

These challengers who came to challenge Yang Teng must stay in the specified area and are not allowed to run around in the illusory world.

As for other monks in the fantasy world, they are neither invited nor challenged, and are not allowed to enter the fantasy world.

This is the future Lord's house. No one can enter it.

This is mostly the case for those monks outside the illusory world.

They wanted to witness the big event in the fantasy world, but they didn't receive an invitation and couldn't challenge Yang Teng, so they had to stay outside the fantasy world and didn't dare to enter an inch.

Some people want to fish in troubled waters and enter the illusory world under the name of challenger.

But unexpectedly, at the entrance of the illusory world, Yang Teng sent a special person to guard, and the monks who entered must be strictly registered.

As long as you are not the invited VIP, you must challenge Yang Teng after entering the fantasy world.

This is a decision that cannot be changed unless Yang Teng is defeated by others.

Yang Teng can refuse their challenge, but they have no more choice at this time. Even if they know that they can't beat Yang Teng, they have to keep their nose stiff, otherwise they won't have a chance to enter the illusory world.

There are also monks who want to rush in. Not many people think so. They all die miserably under the attack of the bodyguard.

They have never seen such a powerful attack force. Once the bodyguard charged, they would kill all the friars who disturbed the order.

The bloody corpse was thrown into the void, warning everyone not to act rashly here, otherwise these people will come to an end.

"Lord of the world, do you want to catch those bad guys and find out the behind the scenes." Wu Tian's face showed a murderous opportunity.

"No, I'll meet them myself!" Yang Teng stood up.

Aren't these guys unconvinced? If you want to make trouble behind your back, beat them completely!

"Lord of the world, isn't it too flattering for them to do so? Isn't it some ancient saints and a few quasi emperors? What waves can they turn out?" Wu Tian felt that there was no need at all.

The master is the master of the dream world. He is in charge of two of the ten thousand worlds of the heavens. He personally deals with some ancient saints and quasi emperors, which is beneath his status.

Yang Teng smiled calmly, and his body shape and face changed immediately.

Using the thousand changes technique, Yang Teng immediately became an insignificant middle-aged man, and his cultivation level was only Saint level.

Wu Tian immediately understood the master's idea and laughed: "those ancient saints are afraid of bad luck!"

Yang Teng strode out of the palace and went to the area where the challengers were located.

When I came to that area, I saw many monks divided into small groups.

Some are talking in a low voice, while others are talking in succession. Without listening carefully, we can hear a lot of remarks against him.

In particular, a relatively large group, a slender monk in the crowd, vigorously waving his fist, is shouting in the crowd.

"Brothers, we can't watch an outsider from the universe occupy our dream world!"

"This is our dream world. No one can take it away!"

Looking at the monk, Yang Teng's face showed bursts of murderous spirit. It's him!

Motioning Wu Tian to stand where he was, Yang Teng walked over.

The friar didn't notice that there was another person outside the crowd. Of course, he wouldn't care about a small Saint friar.

"What are you doing? It's nice to stay outside honestly. What are you squeezing into?" the crowd suddenly made a commotion, and someone shouted discontentedly.

Those slender monks looked at this side discontentedly, "what are you doing, little monk!"

Yang Teng, who was incarnated as a saint state cultivation, smiled at the monk disdainfully: "you've been talking for a long time. You just want to be in the limelight. Your vulnerable strength is also worthy of challenging our Lord Yang. Are you worthy!"

How could the friar endure being humiliated in public by a little saint, "what did you say? Repeat what you just said!"

The friar had a murderous look on his face. If it weren't for the forbidden struggle in the unreal world, he would slap the Friar and kill the blind little friar.

Yang Teng's tone became more and more disdainful. "With your strength, you deserve to challenge our leader of the Yang world. It's not sure whether you can bear my fist, a person who is fishing for fame and reputation. Challenging the leader of the Yang world is a big joke!"

"You want to die!" despite the constraints of the illusory world, the friar slapped.

If you don't kill the little friar, you should also give him a profound lesson and let him know that not everyone can refute him on such an occasion.

With a slap, the friar was full of confidence. He was a little saint. He slapped him unconscious!

What the friar didn't expect was that the little Saint state friar opposite not only didn't avoid, but also slapped him.

"This is your way to death, no one can blame!" the slender monk flashed a grim smile on his face, and the strength of his palm increased by two points.

"Bang!" with a loud noise, everyone waited for the slender Friar and slapped the blind Saint friar.

However, the man who flew out surprised them.

The slender monk spewed blood in his mouth, flew out for a long distance, then hit his head on the ground and passed out.

Yang Teng stopped and stood still. His contemptuous eyes swept over every friar. "You waste people deserve to challenge the Lord of the Yang world. You can't even beat me, a friar in the saint realm. I think you came to die!"