Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 890 Tragic Change
This finger is absolutely amazing.

Even if the God King Xiaoyao had his level of cultivation back then, he would never be able to use this peerless finger, because this finger of exterminating immortals not only integrates the power of divine sense and rules, but also integrates the remnants of many ancient ancestors.

It is also because of this that the power of the Immortal Extinguishing Finger reached its peak, and the sky and the earth changed color with one finger, and the sun and the moon lost their brilliance.

Even if everyone retreated many miles away, they couldn't help being blasted away by Yu Wei, puff puff puff, when the blood spurted wildly, their widened pupils were filled with boundless shock and fear.

"Oh my god! What kind of supernatural power is this? It's only at the Second Realm that you can display such a shocking finger?"

"Wait! This is the Immortal Finger! It is a peerless fingering technique created by the God King Xiaoyao."

Boom! !Countless people's hearts thundered, and their hearts set off turbulent waves, because of the power of this finger, they actually blasted all the small worlds.

Bang bang bang! !

All the small worlds were blown up, and in an instant, the soldiers who approached the ambassador and the realm powerhouses of all the great forces were blown away one after another, their flesh and blood flying everywhere, and the nothingness was stained red.

They kept coughing up blood, even their bodies were cracked and covered in blood.

But here they didn't pay attention to it at all, because they were filled with extreme fear.

"No...it's impossible!"

"A mere second realm, with a mere semi-holy body, there is no way this envoy will be defeated!"

"The sinners have already been cursed with blood, and they will never have such power. Who are you?"

They roared unwillingly and screamed in fear.

Especially the Bingcheng ambassador and the second envoy, their faces were pale, and even their souls trembled.

"Cough cough!!" Using the ultimate strength to cast the finger of immortality, Wentian coughed up blood continuously, half of his body was destroyed, and the blood continued to drip like it couldn't be stopped.

His broken body was shaking, and his aura instantly dropped from the soaring late stage of the Second Realm to the early stage of the Second Realm, more like a sign of falling into the First Realm.

After all, neither the power of the ancient peak nor the power of the ancient seal can make him have a surge in power for a long time, only true cultivation can be permanent.

Hearing the words of the ambassador and others, he showed a pale smile, with a hint of sarcasm: "Who am I? I have been looking for this answer all these years."

The smile on his face looked very miserable, but even so, the murderous intent in his eyes still made people shudder.

He suddenly raised his head, looking at the ancient sword's battlefield not far away.

The four parts of the ancient sword here are bloody, not to mention the cracked body, he even kneels in nothingness holding the sword, as if he doesn't even have the strength to stand, only supported by the sword.

"Buzz!" Suddenly the other three bodies became illusory for a while, and then turned into three streams of gas strangely, pouring into the center of his eyebrows instantly.

Four in one!

"Pfft!" His complexion changed drastically, he spurted blood wildly, and his expression also looked very stern.

"Haha... Ancient Clan... Sin Clan..."

"My ancient sword has been a sword all my life. From now on, whoever insults my ancient clan again, I will lift the sword and take its head. Those who are not afraid, try to provoke..."

He laughed wildly, and the long sword that was dripping with blood glowed with a strange light.

Suddenly, the hearts of countless people jumped and their souls trembled.

Even though the son of the sword in front of him has already been scarred and blood-stained all over his body, and it seems that if he touches it lightly, his soul will be buried in the sky, but they are still terrified and can't help but step back.

"Although the ancient clan has fallen, there are two sons of the dragon and the son of the sword. As long as they are given time, they are destined to ascend to glory in the future."

"But it's a pity! Today's Devil Burial City can't accommodate members of the sinful clan." Someone said secretly, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

Looking back, Wentian smiled bitterly and said, "It's time to end!"

Immediately, the ancient seal on his forehead disappeared.

"Om!" A blinding golden light burst out, and the dragon pattern appeared.

At the same time, his figure rose slowly, and a golden light began to glow all over his body.

It is the power of luck and merit.

Under the power of luck and merit, although his body has not fully recovered, the blood has stopped, and his pale complexion, which is as white as snow, has finally returned to a rosy complexion.

In the past, his mind would be able to reorganize his flesh and blood in an instant, but after repeated battles, even his physical body has reached its limit, and his recovery ability will naturally weaken.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes became sharp, and his body floated towards the ambassador of Bingcheng and the others.

"You...what do you want to do?"

"Presumptuous! I am the ambassador of the Military City. Now that you are in the city of burying demons, it is impossible for you to dare to kill this envoy."

Seeing him approaching, the ambassadors of Bingcheng and those second-level experts of the big forces, they looked shocked at first, but the next moment they had vicious eyes and shouted loudly.

As the ambassador of Bingcheng said, this is the city of burying demons, and no one can shake the status of the master of the nine cities, how dare it be seven clans and five clans.

How could they pay attention to a mere son of a dragon.

Even if they are defeated, they still don't believe that the people in front of them dare to kill them, especially the Bingcheng Ambassador in the middle of the Three Realms, and the second envoy in the early stage of the Three Realms.

As for Lincheng ambassadors and others, they have already fallen in the hands of Wentian and Gujian.

Looking at these ambassadors and others who, despite their defeat and the destruction of the small world in their bodies, could not gather again within a few years, or even decades, Wentian's mouth was drawn with a sneer.

Others may not dare, but he...

Besides, now that the hatred is over, what difference does it make to kill more people?
Thinking of this, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and mysterious runes appeared on the only remaining left arm.

At the same time, he stepped forward.

Longyou took Taixu steps, a divine dragon solidified out of thin air, and rushed out at an astonishing speed with a whoosh.

"Luck! Merit!" He roared like thunder.

"Ho Ho!!" His left arm wrapped with mysterious runes suddenly swung out.

Two thousand-foot dragons, one golden and one colorful, rushed out, and the sound of dragon chant resounded through the sky.

It was obvious that he had decided to kill in his heart, and wanted to completely annihilate the Bingcheng Ambassador and others in front of him.

"Bastard! Lin Wentian, how dare you!"

"This old man is the Supreme Elder of the Yitian Sect..." Seeing the two thousand-foot dragons approaching, the expressions of the ambassador and the others changed drastically, and they yelled out of embarrassment.

May I ask, in their identities, how have they ever been suppressed like this, let alone the other party is a sinner, the deadly enemy of all the great forces.

Suddenly, a wave of extreme shame rushed into their hearts.

"Oh my god! This Lin Wentian is too arrogant!"

"This is the city of burying demons. Once the ambassador and the second envoy of the second city are killed, it will definitely anger the master of the military city completely, and then there will be an uproar again!" Someone in the distance shouted in shock.

"Buzz!" But at this moment, nothingness twisted for a while, and then the power of the rules surged wildly, and a burly figure seemed to come through the world.

He sat cross-legged in nothingness, his eyes closed.

"Sinner Lin Wentian, kneel down to me!" The burly figure opened his eyes.

boom!Immediately, a terrifying aura swept across the world like an ancient giant beast, making everyone change color.

Giants of the Four Realms!
(End of this chapter)