Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 884 The Prestige of the Half Saint
That's right!The purple fruit that Wentian took was the undead fruit that he obtained in the realm of life and death.

This is the fruit of the Undead Tree, which contains amazing medicinal power and can change a person's physique.

"Boom!" Immediately, his whole body was wrapped in purple runes, like the reappearance of ancient gods and demons, and his body exuded an aura as powerful as a real dragon or a unicorn.

Just the aura of the physical body made nothingness tremble violently, and the power of countless rules retreated, as if his physical body had reached a state where the heavens and the earth were hard to bury.

"Immortal Art of Immortality!" With a domineering expression, he raised his head to the sky and roared wildly.

"Boom boom boom!!" The power of the undead fruit seemed to be specially created for the magic of immortality, allowing him to use it to the extreme in this instant.

"Crack!" He just raised his leg and took a step in the air, and the nothingness continued to shatter, forming cracks like spider webs and spreading out.

"Hiss..." Such a powerful physical body has already left countless people stunned.

"No...his physical body is not sanctified, but he has broken through the peak of Xiaocheng and reached the half-step holy realm." An older monk murmured.

"Half-step holy realm, so to speak, he is already comparable to a strong man in the three realms with only physical strength?"

"Oh my god! Could it be that soon, the Thunder Cloud Sect's Immortal Peak will produce two giants who are physically sanctified?"

Although it is a half-step holy realm, it still makes countless people feel horrified, and waves of turmoil are set off in their hearts.

After all, there are no more than five fingers in the entire human race who can achieve physical sanctification.

"What about the half-step holy realm? My Guangming family wants to suppress and kill you, and it's just a matter of lifting a finger." An old man sneered.

After saying that, he buzzed, his whole body was full of holy light, and when he folded his hands together, a sacred image condensed behind him, his expression full of majesty.

"Today, the old man is here to slaughter you, you hypocrite." With a ferocious face, he slammed a palm fiercely in a condescending manner.

Following the palm of the sacred elephant behind him, the entire void collapsed, and a powerful aura swept all directions, and some ancient monks were blown away one after another.

"Look, that's the icon of light!"

"It is rumored that this holy image of light was transformed by the ancestors of the Guangming family. It contains a lot of mystery, and its power is hard to estimate." Someone said in shock.

However, facing this palm, Wentian's expression was still cold, without the slightest hesitation, he raised his fleshy palm and struck out fiercely.

Facing the giant palm of the bright icon, his palm looked so small, many people looked contemptuous when they saw this.

"Bang!" The next moment, two palms, one big and one small, collided, and there was a shocking sound of collision.

"Not good! Rewind!" Especially some true gods, their complexions are as pale as snow, and their gods are covered with cracks after being affected by the remaining power.

"Pong!"

"What? This is impossible!" In the berserk nothingness, came the astonishing roar of the Guangming family powerhouse.

In his frightened eyes, the huge palm of the sacred elephant that was printed unexpectedly cracked and fell apart, and then spread to the whole body of the sacred elephant, causing it to collapse completely.

"Pfft!" At the same time, the mouth of his palm split open, and a monstrous force rushed into his arm, and finally exploded completely, blood staining the air.

With one blow, he was unable to kill the person in front of him, and even his arm was smashed by the opponent. At this moment, he felt extremely angry and ashamed, but at the same time, there was a boundless fear in his heart.

Not to mention him, even the expressions of the others changed suddenly, and they couldn't help but gasped.

"Kill!" Wentian was already murderous, and when he roared, he killed like a peerless beast.

The ancient stele of Linzi was suppressed by two ancient steles made of gold paper, and the Lord of Lincheng in the four realms was also restrained by the corpse phoenix. Now he is a fierce tiger escaped from trouble.

No matter how many sheep there are, how can a fierce tiger be subdued and afraid, let alone a fierce tiger that has fallen into a rage.

Without unnecessary movements, he used the powerful brute force in his body to punch and kick with his half-step holy body. The moves were simple, but contained the brute force of a real dragon or a phoenix.

Boom boom boom! ! !

Bang bang bang! ! !

The void continued to roar violently, and the land on this side had long since sunk. Everyone fought until the sky was dark and the earth was dark, killing to the top of the sky, even some stars were blown out by the sky.

Under Wentian's half-step holy body, those ancient realms, even the early stages of the realm, were as weak as ants, and they were all killed by him with one punch, blood stained the sky, and bodies were everywhere.

At this moment, he turned into a peerless monster, constantly taking the lives of his enemies, even if he wiped out a hundred or a thousand people, he still didn't change his face, let alone felt the slightest bit of guilt.

"Demon! This Lin Wentian is a murderous demon!"

"Sinner Lin Wentian, you wantonly slaughtered the cultivators of the clan, one day you will regret it, and the entire human race will not let you go." Someone roared, eyes wide open filled with fear.

"Demon? Sinner?"

"A joke! Are you only allowed to kill, and others are not allowed to kill you?" The corners of Wentian's mouth were drawn, and his expression was full of disdain.

He has long experienced the shamelessness and bullying of these powerful forces.

Besides, he is not a great person, he only cares about those around him who love and respect him.

If the world abandons him, he will abandon the world. This is him.

"Star Picker!" He glared angrily, stretching out his hands.

"Buzzing!!" In an instant, his flesh and blood palms grew in size at an astonishing speed. With just breathing effort, the palms towered like giant peaks, and their majesty was overwhelming.

Immediately, a huge vortex condensed in the center of his giant palms, which erupted with an astonishing devouring force.

Boom!Boom!The next moment, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the two palms closed together, shaking the world.

"Not good! Run away!"

"Lin Wentian, you sinner of all ages! Stop!" Countless people screamed, showing panic.

Because at this moment, whether it is the ancient realm, the first realm, or the second realm, they all feel a sense of despair and a breath of death.

These huge peak-like palms are like a pair of life-threatening palms!
"Death!" Wentian's voice was full of hatred in his bones.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!" Immediately, hundreds or thousands of monks were wiped out one after another, and only some giants in the second realm were lucky enough to escape the catastrophe.

"This is the strength of Lin Wentian, the son of the dragon, who is a descendant of the sin clan?"

In the distance, some monks who had never participated in this battle, they were stunned, looking at the man who looked like a demon in the field, their eyes were full of disbelief.

In another battlefield, Gu Jian and the elders of the Lieyang Sect and the Wanshou Sect also fought so hard that it was indistinguishable.

Not only the strength of the son of the dragon far exceeded their expectations, but even the son of the sword who fought with them made them fearful.

"Sword Four!" Gu Jian looked cold, and when his long hair danced wildly, his eyes glowed with blood, bursting out with a frightening madness.

"Buzz buzz!!"

As the word Jiansi fell, his figure buzzed, one turned into two, two turned into four, and instantly turned into four him.

(End of this chapter)