At this time, when the Shanhaiyin and Lingbao Dachi saw their master's death, they rushed into the distance, trying to escape.

"Bring them back to me."

Wang Teng took a look at these two magic weapons.

, he opened his mouth and commanded calmly.

Before Ye Wuchang could move, the puppet Bailong, under the control of the remnant soul of Qinglong, caught up with the two magic weapons and opened his mouth to devour them one after another.

The power of these two magic weapons is greatly weakened without the blessing of the master's magic power. Just like the Shanhe Sheji Cauldron in Wang Teng's hand, without the blessing of magic power, it is not as good as even the warriors of the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

The puppet Bailong suppressed them without any effort, brought them back to Wang Teng, opened his mouth and spat them out.

The Mountain Sea Seal and Da Chi floated in the air and trembled, not daring to escape, because they knew they couldn't escape, and the puppet white dragon in front of them could easily suppress them.

In addition to this puppet white dragon, there were also several strong men from the Mystic Realm of Mystical Powers present. In front of them, they would not have a chance to escape.

Wang Teng's eyes first fell on the large ruler, he reached out and grabbed it with his bare hands.

The big ruler suddenly vibrated violently. Although they were wary of the puppet Bailong and Ye Wuchang and other monks in the magical realm, they had no fear of Wang Teng, a mortal warrior.

Seeing that Wang Teng, a mere mortal warrior, dared to grab and control it with his bare hands, the big ruler immediately shook, wanting to teach Wang Teng a lesson.

But what makes it scary is...

Wang Teng very calmly grabbed it in the palm of his hand, no matter how it vibrated, or even stimulated the power in his body, it was unable to damage Wang Teng's palm at all, and he couldn't even break free from Wang Teng's hand.

"How can it be?"

"You are clearly just a mortal warrior, how can you have such a powerful body and be so powerful?"

The large instrument suddenly flew out, stared at Wang Teng in disbelief, and opened his mouth to say.

It was indeed shocked. Wang Teng was just a small mortal warrior. He could feel that Wang Teng's cultivation was only the first secret realm of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, the early stage of the Dao Palace Secret Realm.

Such a weak cultivation can firmly grasp and restrain it with pure physical strength, which is really amazing.

"Hmph, you still want to struggle, resist me, and embarrass me?"

"It's a pity that my physical body, even if it is a monk in the secret realm of supernatural powers, may not be able to hurt me, let alone a middle-grade spiritual treasure like you that has lost the blessing of magic power?"

Wang Teng sneered and stretched out his hand to firmly grasp the ruler. No matter how it vibrated or how much power it exerted, it could not break free from Wang Teng's five-finger restraint.

"Measuring the sky?"

"That's such a big statement. Who refined you and gave you such a name? Even with your small middle-grade spiritual weapon, you can still be worthy of the word 'measure the sky'?"

Wang Teng looked at the large ruler in his hand, and when he saw the name engraved on the ruler, he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

"However, this name sounds pretty good and arrogant enough. From now on, you will follow me well and guard the heart of the Dao Palace for me. When you return from this trip, I will rebuild you and forge you into a warrior king.

Soldier."

Wang Teng said calmly.

"What? You want to reshape me and forge me into a king's warrior?"

"You are a weapon refiner? How is this possible? You are so young and you know how to refine weapons?"

Hearing this, the instrument spirit of the Heaven-Measuring Ruler immediately looked suspicious.

"You have fallen into my hands now. Believe it or not, can I still control you?"
Chapter completed!