Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 380
(three more)
This is an ancient mountain the size of a palm. The mountain is full of mysterious ancient talismans, and there is an ancient atmosphere, as if it has traveled from the ages.

He flickered there, as if he had a life of his own.

But when this ancient mountain appeared, high in the sky, the Lord of the Ten Thousand Mountains suddenly looked shocked, and then a hint of greed appeared in the depths of his pupils.

Although he hid it very well, he was still noticed by Xing Guan, the middle-aged man, the master of Immortal Peak. Immediately, he frowned deeply, looking thoughtfully at Wen Tian on the stage of life and death.

As for the master of the Void Formation Peak, his eyes suddenly brightened when he saw the ancient mountain sacrificed by Wentian.

The other old man is the master of Spirit Pill Peak, and seeing him pinch his beard, he also looks very meaningful.

The Lord of Leifeng was still surrounded by hazy light, making it impossible to see his expression.

Although the ancient mountain is small, the ancient aura emanating from it can be clearly sensed by everyone outside the venue. Immediately, many people's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Ancient method! This Lin Tian knows the ancient method?" Someone looked shocked and murmured.

"This is the breath of the ancients. It seems that Lin Tian's identity has a lot of background. Maybe he is very likely to be the three ancient families in the rumors." Someone said solemnly.

"Could it be the three ancient families of "Ancient, Barbaric, and Wild" that have been inexhaustible since ancient times?" Everyone thought about it, and suddenly there was a wave of shock in their hearts.

"It's impossible to say, after all, these ancient families have long been hidden from the world." Another inner disciple said.

Suddenly, Wentian's identity began to become confusing in the eyes of some disciples.

On the stage of life and death, when Wentian sacrificed this ancient mountain, Yuhua looked astonished: "You are not a disciple of Wanzhong Mountain, how can you have the power of Chongfeng?"

"You are one peak and one realm, and I am one mountain and ten thousand methods, it's time to end!" Although his face was pale, Wentian's eyes were still sharp.

The second level of the Ancient Spiritual Sutra, when it is operated to the extreme, this ancient mountain can appear. In the past, he had integrated it into his body to increase his cultivation power rapidly.

But this time...

After saying those words, I saw this ancient mountain slowly melting into his palm, first from the palm, then to the whole right arm, a mysterious radiance appeared.

The mysterious ancient talisman began to wrap around his ancient arm, and it brightened rapidly, sending out a monstrous aura.

At the same time, the veins on his right arm popped out, and the blood in his body boiled completely.

I don't know if there was a huge pain in his arm, which made his face appear a little ferocious, but it was also because of this that he gave people a sense of rage like a ferocious beast.

A flash of madness flashed in his eyes, and the afterglow flashed under his feet. He had disappeared from the original place. With the anger and murderous intent in his heart, he swung his right fist with all his strength.

boom!When this fist was swung out, the entire platform of life and death was shaken.

The wind of the fist roared like a beast, and Yuhua's color changed instantly with the monstrous power, and his whole soul trembled.

Facing Wentian's blow, his Dao heart seemed to collapse, and he couldn't give birth to a heart of resistance.

Just like him in this world, what he faced was not a handyman disciple, but an ancient giant mountain, a sacred mountain of heaven and earth that he could not cross in his life.

"don't want……"

He let out a heart-piercing scream, his eyes were full of horror, and what's more, at this moment, he regretted very much in his heart, regretting why he had to fight to the death.

Because no one can save him in the stage of life and death, thinking of this, he hated that Yue Bin, because without him, he would not have a life-and-death contract.

"Yue Bin..." he roared.

"Boom!" An earth-shattering loud noise completely drowned out his roar.

Immediately, a violent storm blew up on the stage of life and death, sand and stones flew all over the sky, and everyone's hearts jumped wildly at this moment.

Especially that Yue Bin, when he heard Yu Hua's last venomous roar, his soul trembled, and he felt a chill behind him.

For a while, everyone was silent, and they were all stunned.

"hiss……"

It wasn't until the storm on the stage of life and death dissipated and everyone saw the scene clearly that they came back to their senses and couldn't help but gasp.

On the stage of life and death, although the clothes on the young man's body were torn, his body was already bruised, blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his breath was as weak as a thread, but his spirit and eyebrows were still like swords, conveying an indestructible aura.

He is asking God.

And under the pile of rocks not far away, a hideous body was mostly buried by the rocks, leaving only the head and right arm exposed.

Outer disciple Yuhua.

His face was completely changed, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he exhausted his last bit of strength to open his big eyes with difficulty, looked at Wentian opposite, and said intermittently: "Miscellaneous courtyard... No. 1... Lin Tian...."

After saying this, his body softened and he completely lost consciousness.

As an outer disciple, Yu Hua, who was able to squeeze in the top two hundred, died at the hands of a handyman disciple. This is simply unacceptable to some outer disciples.

All of a sudden, the expressions of these foreign disciples became complicated.

Who would have thought that the final result would be like this. Everyone looked at the young man in the field with fear in their eyes.

Because they knew that with the young man's astonishing performance today, it might not take long for him to rise strongly and easily surpass them, the old disciples.

"It's a pity! This Lin Tian's talent is only six-star, if he has more than eight-star talent, I'm afraid he will be a proud son of heaven." Someone sighed.

But it is an inner disciple.

But even so, this inner disciple looked at Wentian with surprise in his eyes. It seems that Wentian's endless means before that also made this person frightened.

"Wow...Brother Lin won, and our Zayuan won." The disciples of Zayuan reveled.

They have never felt so elated like this moment, which was unimaginable before.

You must know that their courtyard has always been the lowest in the Thunder Cloud Sect, otherwise, how dare a small outer disciple, Yu Hua, break into their courtyard by himself and injure so many disciples.

Li Wen was excited.

Da Gang laughed.

Those stewards were even more relieved, and then their expressions cheered up.

Yun Xiang in the crowd, her hanging heart finally let go, looking at the young man in the field, her eyes were full of admiration.

"Bang!" Suddenly, Wentian in the stage of life and death softened and fell to the ground. When he lost consciousness, he could faintly hear the exclamation of Li Wen and others.

…………

During the life-and-death battle, because Wentian consumed too much power, he fell into a deep sleep. When he regained a sliver of consciousness, he found himself in an inexplicable space.

Suddenly, a light flashed in front of his eyes, causing his eyes to close instinctively. When he opened them again, he came to a valley.

In the valley, a man closed his eyes and held a sword in both hands, with the tip of the sword facing the sky, as if he was feeling something.

But when he saw this man, his heart skipped a beat, because the man in front of him could be said to be his half master.

And at this moment, he finally knew where he was.

The inheritance space of Broken Star!
(End of this chapter)