Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 893 Meeting in the Seventh City

At this moment, the world was silent, everyone was dumbfounded, and their expressions were filled with extreme disbelief.

died!A ferocious force came from the second city, intending to kill the sinner Lin Wentian, the ambassadors of Gu Jian, as well as the realm giants of the great powers, they fell here completely, with no bones left.

"hiss…………"

It seems that after a long time, Thunder Cloud Sect, Weapon Blade Sect, Demon Soul Sect, and some cultivators who managed to save their lives by chance, all gasped for air, feeling terrified in their hearts.

What shocked them the most was that the son of the dragon in front of him, Lin Wentian of the Sin Clan, actually managed to kill the ambassador of Bingcheng and others in front of the sixth son of the barbarian clan, and he succeeded.

I believe that once this matter spreads, it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire city of Burying Demons, causing countless people to be in an uproar.

Even the barbarians who have always been aloft, known as the holy race, will be furious.

This day is about to change!
All this is because of two people, Lin Wentian, the son of the dragon, and Gu Jian, the son of the sword.

No... To be precise, it is the two rising talents of the Sin Race, and the entire Human Race is destined to cause an uproar.

"Bang!" A huge monster suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the broken ground.

This huge monster is exactly the phoenix corpse!

Here it is completely gloomy, the body of the phoenix, which is said to be invincible in the same realm, is covered with cracks like spider webs, and the blood-stained body of the phoenix looks very miserable.

However, there is someone who is more miserable than it, and that is the Lord of Lincheng who has four realms of cultivation.

His whole body was covered in blood, and he completely turned into a blood man. Half of his divine body was torn apart, and his dilated pupils were filled with extreme fear.

"Lin Wentian, you..." His whole body trembled in fear, he hesitated to speak.

It was obvious that the so-called son of the dragon in front of him was stronger and more ferocious than he had expected, and he, the lord of the city, couldn't help but feel horrified.

Just ask how many people in the current human race can kill under the eyes of the sixth son of the barbarian race, let alone a rising star, a descendant of the sinful race.

Suddenly, his heart trembled, and he felt the coolness behind him.

"Boom!" The nothingness suddenly exploded, and many ten-foot remnants, even some hundred-foot remnants, were blasted out one after another.

In everyone's shocked and inconceivable eyes, Man Liu, who was burned by the black flame, chose to blew himself up, so as to cut off the burning danger of the mysterious black flame.

"Oh my god! What kind of flame is this? It can force Master Man Six to come to this point." Someone shouted in shock.

Although this was just a clone of his soul thought, the self-explosion of his leg not only consumed his huge divine power, but he also suffered a huge humiliation.

The veins on his face were bulging, and there was a terrifying killing intent in his eyes: "If I don't chop your body into pieces today, I won't be barbaric."

He let out an astonishing roar, and his blood-red eyes seemed to be completely insane.

Wentian smiled miserably, and sprayed three mouthfuls of blood again, turning into a thick blood mist that filled the entire world, which seemed to represent ominous conditions.

It's the limit!
With his half-step holy body and the cultivation base of the first stage of the second realm, it is the limit to be able to do this step, and it is nothing more than the No. 1 in the ages.

Some people even suspected that maybe the Immortal Emperor, who was known as the number one immortal in ancient times, could never reach such a level of cultivation at his age.

Even Gu Jian, who had always been proud and arrogant, had to show admiration here.

Looking at Wentian, who was drenched in blood and only half of his body was left, another complex emotion surged in his heart.

"This is for you!" Just as his mind was full of thoughts, Wentian's weak voice suddenly rang in his heart.

Immediately, a purple light flashed in Wentian's hand, and with a chirping sound, a beam of purple light rushed out, heading straight for the ancient sword.

Gu Jian was taken aback for a moment, but in the blink of an eye, he came back to his senses and stretched out his hand.

A purple fruit!It is the undead fruit!

"Look! It's the divine fruit that Lin Wentian swallowed earlier!"

"What? Could it be that he has not only a ten thousand year divine fruit?"

Boom boom boom! !

When everyone saw the undead fruit in Gu Jian's palm, they were in an uproar and their hearts were filled with turmoil.

Especially some monks, their expressions were excited, and their eyes were filled with extreme greed.

"Once I obtain this kind of divine fruit, it will definitely transform me completely. Maybe one day in the future, I will have the strength to crush the Son of God, the Son of Heaven and others." Someone roared in their hearts.

In an instant, one pair, ten pairs, thousand pairs, more and more blood eyes appeared, like hungry wolves.

And the immortal fruit in Gu Jian's hand is a delicious sheep.

"This is the undead fruit. Even if it can't make your body holy, it can still make you half-step holy."

"In this way, maybe you can differentiate into a fifth soul, or even a sixth soul in a short period of time."

"This fruit is the fruit of the Immortal Tree, the elixir of ten thousand years. Even the gods and kings will be crazy about it. You leave quickly and find a suitable opportunity to swallow it." Wentian secretly transmitted voice.

Immediately, Gu Jian looked extremely dignified.

"I accept this feeling! Although you and I are descendants of the ancient clan, madness and madness are destined to be enemies by nature, and there will be a battle between you and me."

"If you survive, I will wait for you in the seventh city!" Gu Jian said via voice transmission.

After saying that, he gritted his teeth and stood up slowly, the sword in his hand was still dripping with blood, and he didn't know if it was his own blood or the blood of the enemy he had beheaded.

"The ancient sword, the son of the sword!"

"Want to escape? No one can escape in front of me!"

Seemingly aware of his intentions, Man Liu fell into a rage, his long hair fluttered, and when he raised his head to the sky and roared, he burst out with a surge of aura.

When roaring, his five fingers spread out like claws.

With a buzzing sound, a [-]-meter energy ball was condensed, and he sacrificed it in an instant, with such force and majesty, that it hit the ancient sword directly, trying to blow it up completely.

In his eyes, the wounded ancient sword is just an ant that he can easily crush and kill.

"Brother Gu Jian!"

"Son of the Sword!" Immediately, someone in the distance screamed, his face pale.

Even Wentian couldn't help but change his expression drastically.

He wanted to mobilize his divine essence and immortal power, but the next moment, the blood in his body was tumbling, and the blood oozed from the corner of his mouth again.

With a bang, it fell from nothingness and landed on the ground below.

"The sixth son of the barbarian clan! Give me the ancient sword and wait and see!"

"When I condense the fifth soul body, I will definitely take your head and sacrifice it to the spirits of our ancestors in the sky."

Facing the attack of the Baizhang energy ball, Gu Jian showed no trace of fear on his face, and his expression was extremely cold.

"Hmph! Overthinking one's abilities!" Man Liu sneered, his expression full of disdain.

But soon his eyes widened, filled with unimaginability.

Because at this moment, Gu Jian smiled strangely, then raised his finger between his eyebrows.

"Om!" In an instant, a frightening sword energy rose wildly, and a small seven-inch sword rushed out from between his eyebrows strangely, with a chirping sound, it pierced straight into nothingness in front of him.

The small sword pierced the air, and a vortex appeared. In the blink of an eye, the ancient sword disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Wentian suddenly laughed!
(End of this chapter)