Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 840 Devil's Nest
After walking through the streets in the city, Wentian's powerful spiritual consciousness dispersed, and when he realized that no one was following, he suddenly waved to the old patriarch and the others below.

"Swish, swish!" Immediately, thousands of divine lights poured into their bodies.

Immediately, they saw their eyes wide open, their expressions full of incredible.

"This is?" At this moment, they felt that Yu Wei had completely recovered from the injury he suffered before.

Not only that, but they also felt that there was a force remaining in their bodies, which made them suddenly walk like flying, and their speed was three times faster than before.

Especially Xiao Jiu, who screamed excitedly and jumped like a monkey, causing others to scream in surprise.

"This little guy has extraordinary potential. If he can be activated and embark on the road of cultivation, his talent may be higher than that of Ye Feng and Ling Qi."

Looking at the excited Xiaojiu, Wentian raised his eyes, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

That's it, after an hour, under the leadership of the old patriarch and others, Wentian finally came to the rumored magic cave.

And through the conversation, he also learned some things about Lincheng.

Lincheng is the weakest city in the Nine Cities, but its city master has a strong cultivation base, and has condensed three small worlds many years ago. It is said that in the past three years, he has been cultivating secretly, trying to break through to the four realms.

The remaining nine ambassadors are headed by the ambassador. His strength is at the peak of the second realm, and he is only half a step away from reaching the third realm.

This seems to be close at hand, but it may take a lifetime, and it will not be possible to step out. After all, the breakthrough of the realm is a hundred times, a thousand times more difficult than the ancient realm.

Otherwise, how could they be called giants.

Below it are the second envoys who have just broken through the second realm, and the third envoys who are in the realm.

The four envoys, the five envoys are half-step realms, and the sixth envoys are the youngest, but their talents are extremely strong, they are already at the peak of the ancient realm, and they are the pride of the younger generation.

The Seven Envoys are also at the peak of the Ancient Realm, but compared to the Six Envoys Chi Yang, they are much weaker. The last Nine Envoys have a late-stage cultivation in the Ancient Realm.

But the status of the ninth envoy was far inferior to that of the eight envoys who had been beheaded by him.

Although his strength is far superior to that of the Eight Envoys, the uncle of the Eight Envoys is the highest authority in Lincheng, the city lord.

It is also because of this that no matter how unwilling he is in his heart, he dare not reveal the slightest thing, and often calls the eighth envoy by his eldest brother.

"What a city of burying demons, the weakest city has such strength, and I don't know how powerful the strongest city is." Wentian's eyes flashed brightly.

Not only that, in these nine big cities, besides the big city lords and envoys, there are also various clan forces gathered here, just like the old man in the realm of Yitianzong before.

Because it is said that in the past six months, there have been great changes in the entire city of burying demons. As for what kind of changes, he is not yet clear.

But he believed that with his current status as the eighth envoy, he might be able to find out in a short time.

"Master Messenger, this is the devil's lair, and no one dares to enter its depths except members of our sinful clan," said the old patriarch.

"Senior, you don't have to be like this. You and I are members of the same clan. Just ask me to ask the sky." Wen Tiandan said.

"Brother Wentian!" Xiao Jiu reacted quickly, and he called out No.1.

Complicated lights appeared in the eyes of the others.

I saw the demonic energy shrouded in front of me, a darkness, especially in the dark clouds, there was also a strange thunder crashing down, the whole land was barren and desolate, like a devil prison.

"What a devil's lair, I didn't expect such a place to exist in the land of the human race." Wen Tian murmured, his expression full of fear.

"Brother, why are you here too!" Suddenly, a voice of joy resounded from not far away.

Whoosh whoosh!Suddenly, with a flash of divine light, a dozen monks appeared.

The leader is slightly fatter, looking at Wentian, his face is full of smiles, full of flattery.

Followed by more than a dozen soldiers, they hold big knives and spears, appearing imposing, their cultivation base is not low, all of them have reached the late stage of true gods, or the peak of true gods.

Obviously, they were the soldiers of Lincheng, and they were responsible for guarding the devil's lair, but they did not dare to go deep into the devil's lair, and only camped outside.

The first person to speak, he has the cultivation base of the late ancient realm, and he is the ninth envoy of Lincheng.

"I've seen the eighth envoy!" The dozens of soldiers said in unison with respectful expressions when they saw Wentian.

Regarding this, Wentian didn't say a word, showing arrogance.

On the contrary, the old patriarch and the others were pale, their bodies trembling, and they looked submissive.

Because the bell had passed, they were obviously late, and according to past practice, they would be severely punished.

"Bastard! A bunch of trash!"

"What time is it now, you are courting death!"

"As a member of the sinful clan, you want to resist the order, and you are too late, you deserve death!"

Suddenly, the dozen or so soldiers, with fierce eyes, shouted angrily.

After the words fell, they waved their hands abruptly.

"Puff!!"

"Boom!!"

Immediately, raging flames, thunder and lightning burst out one after another, rushing fiercely towards the old patriarch and the others with overwhelming force.

After all, after waiting for a long time, they also simmered with anger in their hearts.

Seeing this, the Ninth Messenger did not stop him at all. Instead, the corners of his mouth were drawn, and he looked at Wentian in front of him with flattering eyes.

Because in his past memory, his eldest brother likes to torture and kill criminals, trying to gain pleasure from it.

But at the next moment, he was stunned suddenly, because Wen Tian's expression was extremely cold, without any emotion.

"Get out!" He shouted violently.

"Boom!" Immediately, a terrifying murderous intent erupted from him, his black hair danced wildly, and his royal aura was astonishing.

Although the Ninth Messenger had a late-stage cultivation in the Ancient Realm, at this moment his eyes were opened with fear, and suddenly he felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and his soul trembled.

He suddenly discovered that his elder brother, whose strength was less than one-third of his in the past, had transformed into a huge monster today.

The aura emanating from the opponent made him feel as small as an ant, and even suffocated.

"Why did big brother's cultivation become so unfathomable? Could it be that he has been hiding it on purpose all this time, with the purpose of testing my loyalty?" In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Boom boom boom!!"

However, in this flash of lightning, the flames, thunder, and hailstones were blown out one after another. Not only that, the complexions of the dozen or so soldiers in the true god realm changed suddenly.

"Bang bang bang..." They felt as if they were hit by a star, their internal organs were all hurt, their throats were sweet, there was a thud, and blood spurted wildly.

"hiss……"

With a single sound, all the soldiers were seriously injured by just relying on divine power. At this moment, the Ninth Messenger was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but gasped.

You must know that those who can become Lincheng soldiers are all chosen one in a hundred. Compared with ordinary people of the same realm, they are several times stronger, but now...

The Ninth Messenger looked at the sky with a cold expression, and asked the sky arrogantly, his expression became more and more admirable.

But those soldiers, their hearts trembled, showing a state of panic.

"Nowadays, the war is imminent, and a large amount of spiritual stones are needed. If there is something wrong with these people, who will go to the mine to get the stones? Who will bear the responsibility?" Wen Tian's eyes were fixed, and he shouted angrily.

Immediately, being swept by his eyes like this, everyone was full of embarrassment.

"Brother, please calm down!"

"Hurry up and get out!" The ninth messenger yelled at the soldiers.

(End of this chapter)