Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 1012
"Puff puff puff puff!!"

"Bang bang bang bang!!"

Immediately, flesh and blood flew violently, and the blood mist filled the whole world.

In the scream of fear, amidst the roar full of unwillingness and hatred, the disciples and elders of An Wufeng exploded, and their souls were blasted out.

Ten...hundred...with just that breathing effort, thousands of cultivators of An Wufeng were blasted out, leaving no bones, only turning into a thick and extremely thick blood mist.

However, all of this is not because of the restraint that Wentian induced in everyone's bodies.

It was also at this moment that he finally came back to his senses, and roared like crazy: "Bastard! Stop it...Feng Zeng, get out of here."

Feng Zeng is the name of the master of Anwu Peak. Of course, although everyone knows it, people who dare to call him by his name are rare in the entire Thunder Cloud Sect.

It was because he was one of the nine peak masters, and he was also the second-ranked master of the Anwu peak.

"Did you only find out now? It's a pity that everything is too late! The thing I regret most in my life is that I didn't kill you back then, otherwise, you wouldn't have reached this point today."

"Jie Jie! But even so, you still cannot escape bad luck today!" A cold and evil laughter echoed, even Wen Tian heard it, and couldn't help but feel shuddering, as if there was a kind of blood-stained pupil staring at him in the dark.

"Ah... Puff!!" The screams continued, and the entire dark world covered the sky with blood mist, making this small world seem to have turned into a blood world, filled with a strong smell of blood.

died!At this moment, all the disciples and elders of Anwu Peak exploded with their divine bodies, and their divine souls dissipated.

Not only that, when these blood mist gathered together, they gradually condensed into a monstrous bloody figure.

At the same time, Xu Wan twisted for a while, a black robe sprang out, black air surged violently, and finally turned into a black figure.

The Lord of Darkness Peak, Feng Zeng.

However, his expression was extremely ferocious here, especially the pair of pupils showed a deep sneer, as if he had succeeded in his trickery and Wentian was already in his pocket.

"Who the hell are you? You are definitely not an ordinary cultivator! You...you are from the Black Palace?" Wentian shouted in shock, his eyes shot out terrifying lights, and even his breathing became short of breath.

When the great elder stabbed out the black spear just now, he was already uneasy, and faintly noticed a clue.

But now, the master of Anwu Peak in front of him actually slaughtered all the disciples and elders in the peak, which made his heart even more turbulent.

Blood sacrifice!The opponent was definitely using the art of blood sacrifice, and wanted to use some shocking means. Thinking of this, his expression suddenly changed.

"Break it!" he shouted angrily.

Immediately, his eyes flashed fiercely, and his whole body was radiant with golden light, like an eternal holy body. Without the slightest hesitation, the brute force in his holy body was completely violent, and he swung a powerful punch.

"Boom!" As soon as the Mie Sheng Fist was released, the situation changed, but there was no joy on his face, instead his eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.

Because under his full blow, this strange space didn't show any signs of collapsing, which was so unbelievable to him.

You must know that his physical body is sanctified, and his brute force is comparable to that of a half-king powerhouse. Even with a random punch, he can blast countless stars and shatter countless spaces.

"What a son of a dragon, what a Lin Wentian!"

"For countless years, you are the first person to discover the true identity of this seat. This seat is very curious. Since when did you start to doubt this seat!" Master Feng Zengfeng sneered, looking at Wentian with disdain in his eyes.

At the same time, the blood-colored figure behind him is getting bigger and bigger, the power of blood energy is strong, and he is constantly solidifying, especially the mysterious runes covering his body. Just the leaked air mechanism makes the void continue to rumble.

Wang Wei!

That's right!The aura leaked from this blood-colored figure is exactly the power of a god king who surpasses thousands of people and gods.

As soon as this Wang Wei came out, Wen Tian was full of fear, because if he guessed correctly, this monstrous figure might be the background of An Wufeng.

To be precise, this may be a certain peak master of Anwu Peak, and his cultivation has reached the state of God King.

"In this way, you were the one who attacked my Master Guyun at the beginning, and the purpose was to cause civil strife in Tianhuo Peak, and even the entire Thunder Cloud Sect!" Taking a deep breath, Wentian said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Master Feng Zengfeng's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flickered in his eyes, but the next moment, a strange smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Then he opened his mouth and said: "The matter has come to this point, and it is useless to tell you. At the beginning, I not only wanted to cause civil strife, but also wanted to use the hands of Leng Jiang's lineage to kill you, but it is a pity. Useless trash."

Lie!

Finally uncovered the mystery, Wentian's expression was as calm as a mirror, but his heart roared extremely, especially when his hands clenched into fists vigorously, making bone noises.

Obviously, his hatred and murderous intent towards the person in front of him has reached an extreme.

"Although you are a human race, you are not a human cultivator in this star field. Not only you, but the entire Black Palace is from outside the field. I am right!" Suppressing the anger in his heart, he spoke again.

However, as soon as he said this, Feng Zengfeng's face changed for the first time, and his gloomy face was like a harbinger of a storm.

As we all know, the name of Outer Territory has always been a legendary existence in this star field, because it has never been confirmed by anyone. This name is more like a taboo, which makes people discolored.

Not to mention the human race, even the monster race, ghost race, etc., they are avoided.

"Jie Jie! You really know a lot, kid!"

"Do you really think that this seat can't see that you are delaying time? This is a special small world, even the demon king from the outside world can't perceive any movement here, so just give up!"

"It's a pity! If you had that Overlord's Divine Spear in your hand, you might still have a chance to break through this world, but you just gave it to the old bully to keep Lei Guangxuan in check." He laughed wickedly.

"Kill him!" He shouted suddenly, and waved his hand suddenly.

"Buzz!" Suddenly, the monstrous figure behind him suddenly had a flash of blood in his pupils, and he raised his hand and printed it when the blood power was violent.

Boom!As he printed the giant palm, the whole world was surging, and the terrifying blood-colored palm prints were printed on him in a condescending manner.

The power of this palm print has already surpassed the realm of a god-king, and reached the realm of a god-king. Although it is only the beginning stage of a god-king, it is enough to obliterate a half-step god-king.

The veins in Wentian's whole body popped up, and the three-colored blood in his body boiled up. When his eyes were like thunder, the power in his body exploded completely.

"Star Picker!" He shouted violently.

As he roared, the void shone brightly, and the next moment the five fingers of the star-picking hand merged, and they also printed violently with the palm, and instantly struck together with the bloody giant palm that struck.

boom!
(End of this chapter)