Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 877 Second Realm

In the ancestral land of the ancient clan, above the Baili Cemetery, Wentian's whole body was bloody, and countless runes appeared on his body, especially between his brows, devouring streams of pure soul power with madness.

He looked ferocious, with bulging veins all over his body, and his long black hair flew like a dance, as if he was enduring astonishing pain.

"Ho Ho Ho!!" Even with his temper, he couldn't help but let out an inhuman roar, and his blood-red pupils were bloodshot with fear.

As he fused the blood power of the ancestors of the ancient clan and the quintessential soul energy, the ancient seal on his forehead became more and more complicated and mysterious. Compared with the ancient seal of ordinary ancient clansmen, it was infinitely more complicated and mysterious.

"Om!" Visible to the naked eye, a small golden swirl slowly formed on his chest.

However, soon, this small vortex erupted with a frightening devouring power, crazily snatching the blood rushing out from the tombstone.

"Is this the second realm?" Sensing the change, his whole body felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt, and turbulent waves set off in his heart.

You must know that realms are not comparable to ancient realms. Every time you condense a realm, you need great opportunities and energy. It is difficult for many giants to break through a realm, let alone a year, or even ten or a hundred years.

But here he actually condenses out of the second realm, this is absolutely a miracle, once it is spread out, it will definitely cause a huge sensation.

Boom!Boom! !

In this golden vortex, the heavens and the earth are being created, the earth is condensing, mountains and rivers are appearing, the entire void is buzzing, and countless strange threads are intertwined together, forming a mysterious force.

It is the power of rules.

How can it be called a real world without rules?

Not only that, when the pure soul power of the ancestors of the ancient clan poured into his sea of ​​consciousness, his consciousness also grew wildly, and in just an instant, it had already skyrocketed to the peak of a realm.

"Boom!"

Second Realm, and it is still skyrocketing at an astonishing speed.

Back then, the ancestors of the ancient clan sacrificed their blood and souls, and fought to the end with the two races of monsters in order to obtain a ray of power from their fathers and ancestors. Now these blood power and soul power are only half of what they left back then.

However, despite this, when hundreds, thousands, hundreds of thousands... the remnants of blood and souls of countless ancient races gather together, they also form a majestic force.

"Break it!" He roared again with thunderous eyes.

Boom! !In an instant, a monstrous wave of spiritual consciousness erupted from his sea of ​​consciousness, and with just a single movement of his mind, it completely enveloped this remnant world.

The divine consciousness at the early stage of the Three Realms and the cultivation base at the early stage of the Two Realms, this is definitely the strongest of the younger generation. He has strong self-confidence, and he can easily kill him with a single punch in the ordinary Two Realms.

"Pity!"

"The blood power of the ancestors has long been sacrificed to the ancestors, otherwise, my physical body can use this to break through and reach the state of sanctification." He thought to himself.

It is a hundred times more difficult to become a saint in the physical body than to break through to the realm. However, once the body is sanctified, it will have unimaginable strength. Dare to fight with one.

"Crack! Crack!" From the tombstones in all directions, there were bursts of breaking sounds, and his expression changed instantly.

In his shocked and sad expression, he saw that the tombstones within a hundred miles began to shatter and were covered with countless cracks.

Especially the ancient ancestor's ten thousand-foot tombstone, it oozes out strange blood, it seems that it will be completely wiped out with just a light touch.

"Ancient ancestors, all ancestors..."

Looking at this scene, his eyes were flushed, and an indescribable emotion surged into his heart, and even a trace of guilt faintly appeared in his heart.

If it weren't for him, the tombstones of the ancestors of the ancient clan would not be like this. Everything they did was for his descendants.

This friendship, this love, made him feel extremely warm when he was sad.

"You ancestors, don't worry, as long as your descendant Lin Wentian is alive, he will definitely protect the ancient clan and let it achieve glory again. As well as the bloody account back then, your descendants will recover it for you one by one."

"One day, I will wash away the shame of the entire ancient clan, and make you the heroic souls of the human race, to be worshiped by the world forever, so that the name of the ancient clan will resound through all races and the entire star field."

His voice was restrained, full of determination, as if he was swearing to his father and grandfather.

.........

All the things seemed to happen in an instant, but in reality, it had been two months since Wentian entered the ancestral land of the ancient clan.

In the outside world, a burly figure sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the exit in front of him, his face was extremely gloomy, as if it was about to drip water.

He is the Lord of Lincheng of the Four Realms.

"A person who can break through my restriction is definitely a strong person in the realm, but people from the non-criminal clan can't enter that residual realm at all. Could it be that people from the sinful clan have reached the realm?"

"No...it's impossible!"

"Unless...unless that rumor is true..." Suddenly his eyes narrowed, and a dangerous aura leaked from his body.

At the same time, a figure wearing a green shirt and carrying a long sword appeared in his mind.

If Wentian could see it, he would definitely feel terrified in his heart, because this cyan figure with a long sword on his back is the successor of the original ancient sword, the sword intent of madness.

"Gu Jian, if you are really from this clan, even if you offend the entire Sword Palace, the Lord of this city will kill you at all costs." His voice was extremely cold, and there was a creepy murderous intent emanating from his body.

"Huh?" Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

Immediately, his eyes flashed coldly, and he punched without the slightest hesitation.

This punch seems very ordinary, but it contains the power of his four realms. He is confident that he can defeat an ordinary early stage, or even a strong person in two realms.

Just because he is in the four realms and the lord of a city.

boom!
With one punch, a terrifying power erupted, causing the entire cave to burst, and then two rays of divine light shot up into the sky.

However, as the lord of the city, his eyelids twitched and his pupils were full of disbelief.

"Lin Wentian is that you?"

"How is it possible? You are not a sinner, why did you enter the Remnant Realm, and what about your cultivation?" He yelled.

"Lord of Lincheng, you came just in time. I was just about to find you. I will get back a little interest from you today for the oppression my ancient clan has suffered all these years." Wentian appeared, flicking his sleeves, his eyes full of chill.

"presumptuous!"

"Don't think that if you have broken through to the boundary and made contributions to the boundary platform, this lord will not dare to kill you. Just mentioning the word "ancient clan" in the city of burying demons is enough to make you kill the nine clans." The city lord's eyes were bloody There was a flash of light.

boom!The next moment, a torrential blast erupted from his body, causing clouds to move in all directions, and the sky and the earth trembled.

He didn't hold back the strength of the four realms, because he found a shocking belief, that is Lin Wentian, the son of the dragon, who is most likely a member of the ancient clan.

"kill!"

Boom boom boom! !

Wen Tian's momentum was berserk, and the cultivation base of the two realms had been completely raised, causing his black hair to dance wildly and his eyes to be extremely sharp.

The first move was the Mie Sheng Fist and Mie Shen Kick. In the blink of an eye, he fought twenty rounds with the Lord of Lincheng who was the fourth realm.

(End of this chapter)