Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 490 Immortal Peak Humiliated (Third)

I saw a large group of monks walking slowly, and walking in front was a man dressed in white with an extraordinary appearance.

This person looked proud, looking aloof, looking at those ordinary casual cultivators, with deep disdain in his eyes.

He is Leng Rong, the descendant of Elder Leng Jiang of Tianhuo Peak, and he is No. 17 among the many inner disciples of Thunder Cloud Sect, ranked among the top [-].

As this person walked, the unintentionally exuded powerful aura caused deep fear in the eyes of some monks, and beside him, surrounded by hundreds of disciples, made him as noble as stars holding the moon.

"Trash, go!"

Several disciples of Tianhuo Peak in the rear escorted two men who were in pain all over their bodies, their breathing was weak, blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, and their disheveled hair, like men who hadn't been repaired for decades, walked step by step.

"Clatter, clatter!" As the two men walked by, there was a sound of heavy chains.

"Leng Rong, you bastard, we are also Feng Jiu's disciples, why do you treat us like this?"

"As long as we don't die for a day, one day, you people will regret it."

Suddenly, there was a roar.

I saw that the hands and feet of these two men were trapped by a heavy chain. Not only that, their cultivation bases were even sealed, and blood continued to ooze from the broken bodies.

The hatred in their hearts was overwhelming, and they suddenly raised their heads, revealing a pair of blood-red beast-like pupils, full of hatred and madness.

If Wentian were here, he would definitely recognize the two of them, because they were Qingyue and Polang.

Unexpectedly, they would end up in such a miserable end, and all the culprits were all because of the person in front of them.

Leng Rong.

Originally, the two of them had just completed the mission of the sect and were about to go back to the Thunder Cloud Sect to do business. Who knew that they were attacked by disciples from the Lengjiang lineage of Tianhuo Peak just in front of the sect mountain.

And the leader is Leng Rong, who ranks No.17 among many inner disciples.

When they were shocked, they were extremely angry.

Now they are not servant disciples, but outer disciples. The other party dares to oppress them wantonly. It is conceivable how strong the hatred in their hearts is.

But the strength is not as good as others, and in the end they can only be reduced to prisoners.

When they learned that the other party wanted to use the two of them to lure Lin Tian, ​​that is, the rumored Lin Wentian had appeared, they couldn't help feeling a thunderbolt in their heads and a turbulent sea in their hearts.

"Why? Just because Senior Brother Leng Rong is an inner disciple, but you are not!"

"Why? Just because Senior Brother Leng Rong is a true god, and you are just two ants."

Some disciples of Tianhuo Peak said coldly with disdain.

"Bang bang!!" Someone even came out, punching and kicking Qingyue and the other with a domineering expression.

Suddenly there were muffled noises, the two of Qingyue, whose cultivation was banned, coughed up blood continuously, and bursts of severe pain came from the internal organs, which made the two of them twitch continuously.

When the bystanders saw this scene, they didn't show any pity. Instead, they sneered and satirized, as if they were watching a play.

Leng Rong, the inner disciple who was walking in front, suddenly turned his head and looked coldly at the pale-faced Qingyue and the other two.

"Why? Just because I control the lives of the two of you now, if you don't have some use value, I can wipe you out with a snap of my fingers."

When he said it coldly, his words were full of contempt, which was the contempt of the strong for the weak.

This fell into the ears of Qingyue and the other two, making their expressions extremely ferocious, coughing, coughing up blood continuously from their mouths.

"Where are they going?" Someone asked puzzled.

"Of course it is the center of Tianlei Valley. More than a dozen disciples of Thunder Cloud Sect Immortal Peak were all imprisoned there by Yitian Sect and other powerful forces. They have been tortured by Thunder for three days and three nights. Now they are probably dying." Someone said Come.

"Hiss... I never imagined that people from the Yitian Sect, Ji Family, and Guangming Family would be so ruthless. It seems that they must kill Lin Wentian."

"Hey! It's a pity! The Immortal Peak of the Thunder Cloud Sect has long lost the courage it once was. Otherwise, how would these powerful forces dare to bully the disciples of the Immortal Peak like this."

"However, it is said that Wukong, who is directly descended from Immortal Peak, has amazing talent. I wonder if he will get out in time this time, or Immortal Peak will lose face." Another person said.

"Let's go, I want to see if Lin Wentian from the lower realm is a dragon or a worm."

boom!In the blink of an eye, everyone dispersed and walked towards the center of Tianlei Valley.

As it went deep into the Thunder Valley, boom, boom, the whole sky darkened, and there were bursts of thunder.

With a click, a thunderbolt suddenly descended from the sky and hit a stone rock, causing it to be torn apart.

Click, click, the closer to the center, the denser and denser the thunder.

Although the power of these thunderbolts is not very strong, but they come down one after another, not to mention the Vientiane Realm, even some monks in the Divine Origin Realm may not be able to bear it, let alone the two Qingyue who have been sealed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

As the thunder continued to fall, not only inhuman screams came from the field, but also a smell of burning.

The disciples of the Immortal Peak are alright, they are physically strong, and almost everyone has the strength to be a king at the same level. If it weren't for the large number of enemies and the participation of powerful people from the real realm, they would not have been defeated by the opponent at all. Capture, become a prisoner.

But Qingyue and Polang had only broken through to the Divine Origin Realm not long ago, and their physical bodies were ordinary, so under the thunder bombardment, they became bloody and bloody in less than a moment, and there was a burst of burning smell.

Their minds had already collapsed, but every time they were about to faint, they were struck by the thunder, which made them wake up again, and plunged them into endless torture.

"The Ji family, the Yitian sect, the Guangming family, and the bastards from Tianhuo Peak, one day you will regret it."

"Although we are at the end of the Immortal Peak, it is not your turn to insult me ​​like this. When my sixth senior brother leaves the customs, you will be completely wiped out."

Amidst the thunder, there was the roar of the Immortal Peak disciples.

When the monks in the crowd heard this, their expressions changed, and their eyes showed deep fear.

It seems that they have already heard the name of Wukong, the sixth person who is the direct disciple of Immortal Peak.

"It is rumored that the Wukong of the Immortal Peak is not a human race, but a piece of heaven and earth essence stone, with a strong body, and once killed the monk Shenyuan with one punch in the Vientiane Realm." An old monk said.

"What? There is such a secret?"

"If this matter is true, I am afraid that the disciples of Immortal Peak will never give up easily." Someone said.

"What about the fifth son of the Immortal Peak? Could it be that he is in seclusion? He didn't show up for such a big event?" Some monks were puzzled.

"Hmph~ What is the fifth son? It is said that that guy is not only a waste, but also a useless one." Someone looked disdainful.

When everyone heard this, they also showed contempt.

(End of this chapter)