Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 584 The Power of Crushing (Part [-])
"Hmph..." Looking at the gas, Wentian snorted coldly.

The giant palm erupted with a powerful devouring force, causing the ghost energy in the entire void to frantically rush towards it.

In just a moment, a gray balloon as big as a thousand feet was held in his hand by his giant palm.

At this moment, countless people in the ancient city looked at the thousand-foot-large sphere in his giant palm, they were all stunned, and their hearts were filled with turmoil.

Because that thousand-foot sphere was all condensed by the ghost energy that had enveloped the entire ancient country before, once it exploded violently, it would definitely cause a huge disaster.

At the same time, the old woman and those women in Xianfeng Pavilion looked at the scene in front of them, and they were extremely shocked: "What exactly does he want to do?"

The scene in front of him was really shocking.

"Ghost clan? What is that? Compared with the demon clan, you are just ants." Wentian shouted violently.

Immediately, mysterious immortal patterns appeared on his giant palm, and the immortal power of Guishi rushed out rapidly, surrounding the ghostly aura of the thousand-foot sphere with a crushing force.

"Bang!"

Under the decomposition of Guishi's immortal power, this sphere made of countless ghost energy was continuously compressed.

Eight hundred feet... six hundred feet... three hundred feet...

Sixty feet... thirty feet...

With a "poof", until the last thousand zhang sphere was wiped out and turned into a stream of air.

"Ah! The ancient emperor broke through again?"

"No... It's not his breakthrough in cultivation, but his physical body is stronger. Not only is his flesh and blood body not afraid of the erosion of ghost energy, but it can also crush the special ghost energy of the ghost clan."

boom!
The people of the ancient country, watching such a shocking scene, were stunned and felt a thunderbolt in their minds.

You must know that since the shocking battle in Qingcheng, it was only a few dozen days, and in such a short period of time, their ancient emperor took another step.

This is definitely the No. 1 in the ages, there is no one before, and there will be no one after.

Not to mention them mortals, even the several ghost clans headed by Ghost Blade were terrified, their eyes were full of disbelief.

"The body of a mere mortal is not afraid of our ghosts? This person is definitely the reincarnation of those human powers, run away!"

Ghost Blade trembled all over, he had never felt so frightened like this moment.

He has been a genius in the clan since he was born, although the old ghosts in the clan always say that the god of the human race has many heavenly favored sons whose talents are astonishingly amazing, but he never takes it to heart.

But at this moment, he felt a deep sense of fear.

boom!He didn't think much, his whole body turned into a cloud of gray gas and fled quickly.

Facing Wentian in front of him, he had an illusion in his heart that it was like facing those old ghosts in the ancient realm from other clans.

Not only him, but even the other five ghosts also screamed and rushed to escape.

Their previous look of arrogance and disdain had long since disappeared without a trace, and they only hated themselves for being able to grow a pair of wings so that they could escape from this damned ancient city and the mortal emperor in front of them.

"What a Guhuanglin Wentian, I will remember this account, Ghost Blade, and one day you will regret it!"

"If he devours this person's soul, his strength will definitely skyrocket."

While fleeing, Ghost Blade said cruelly in his heart, his eyes were extremely vicious.

"The people who destroyed my ancient city and slaughtered my ancient country still want to escape?" Looking at the fleeing ghost clan, Wentian didn't chase after him, but his eyes were extremely cold.

The words fell, Ho Ho... From the sea of ​​colorful clouds and the Golden Dragon Hall below, a dragon roar full of anger came out.

"Bang!"

Luck and the power of merit merged, and in an instant, a mysterious enchantment appeared, completely surrounding the ancient city.

At the same time, the imprint of the dragon pattern flickered between Wentian's eyebrows, exuding the might of a dragon clan.

"Bang bang bang!"

Headed by Ghost Blade, several ghost races scrambling to escape suddenly bumped into the barrier. Immediately, their bodies were blown away by the powerful rebound force as if hitting an ancient treasure.

"What? It's impossible!"

"The national destiny and national moral strength of a mere mortal country have reached this level?"

Feeling the solidity of the enchantment, Ghost Blade roared, and the widened pupils were full of unimaginable.

Because when Lin Yefeng used the power of national destiny and national morality before, its power was far less than one-tenth of what it is today.

However, what they don't know is that Wentian is the son of the dragon who has won the fate of the dragon, shaped his dragon veins, and condensed his emperor's will. How could his third uncle be able to compare the power of a country he aroused.

"Om!" The void twisted for a while, and Long You walked too far, a ray of sky.

Wen Tianling stood in front of the Ghost Blade ghosts, his eyes were full of ice-coldness, that astonishing murderous intent could make people fall into the ice cellar.

"One move to collapse the ground, two moves to shatter the air!" He struck with both hands suddenly.

Boom! !Immediately, the entire void was filled with wind and clouds, and the two giant palms condensed and attacked together with a violent momentum.

"No..." The several ghost clan roared, seeing the two giant palms coming, they found that their bodies could not move even a bit.

"boom!!"

In people's eyes full of shock and fear, the two monstrous giant palms finally collided, and in an instant, the whole ancient city erupted with a loud noise that shook the world and wept ghosts and gods.

At this moment, countless people felt a buzzing in their brains, and what's more, their ears were bleeding.

When those two monstrous giant palms disappeared, and when the whole world calmed down, the ancient city was filled with the sound of sucking air.

Because the ghosts who were so mighty and mighty before, have turned into nothingness here, leaving no trace.

"The ancient emperor's strength has reached this level?"

"My God! Is he already invincible in this world?"

Everyone was shocked, their expressions were extremely excited, and their hearts were filled with turmoil.

However, when they thought of those ancient heroes who had their souls devoured and those tragic self-violences, they felt strong sadness in their hearts.

"Could it be that Wentian's strength has surpassed the early stage of the true god?" Lin Yefeng's whole body was like a thunderbolt, and his eyes were full of inconceivable.

One must know that the nephew in front of him is only in his early twenties.

Not to mention him, even the people in Xianfeng Pavilion were short of breath and their expressions were full of disbelief.

"His strength has definitely reached the middle stage of the True One Realm, but his cultivation is at the Mortal Realm. What's going on?" The half-step True One Realm old woman trembled all over her body.

At this time, she felt a faint regret in her heart, regretting that she did not help before, but chose to stand by and watch.

Suddenly, she found a cold gaze looking at her from the direction of the ancient city. Suddenly, her mind went blank, and she felt as if she had fallen into an abyss.

This cold gaze came from Lin Wentian, the emperor of the ancient country.

With Wentian's current cultivation base, plus the fact that he is the emperor of the ancient country, the existence of Xianfeng Pavilion and others, of course he can easily perceive it.

"Xianfeng Pavilion! The Taoist sect, one of the three holy places of the Tianyunhai human race!" He said coldly, and immediately looked away.

Although it was easy for him to slaughter these people in front of him, he had to be afraid of that Taoist sect, which was an existence above the seven sects and five clans.

"Huh?" Suddenly his eyes narrowed.

At the same time, with a chirp, a strange light burst out, breaking through the barrier of the ancient city, and finally turned into a gray gas, fleeing outwards rapidly.

Faintly, I saw a young man with pale face and frightened eyes running away in a panic.

Ghost Blade!

He didn't expect that he escaped the catastrophe before, and he didn't know how to break through the barrier of the ancient city and escape outside the ancient city.

In an instant, Wentian's face darkened.

(End of this chapter)