Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 541 Ji Zhuoyang's Hole Card
Wentian held the blood-colored dragon nail whip, his figure flashed, and he had already stepped into the capital, looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar city, he felt an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.

There is joy and sadness in this, but more anger.

The dragon nail whip in his hand was already hundreds of feet long, and it hovered in the air like a blood dragon, making one's hair stand on end.

Although it is neither an earth-level weapon nor a sky-level weapon, the invisible deterrent force on it at this time is simply stronger than a sky-level weapon.

Because it can easily penetrate the body of a strong person in the divine realm, let alone an earth-level weapon, even an ordinary sky-level weapon may not be able to do it.

"Kill, kill!" The generals and soldiers from the ancient domain yelled, holding their blood-stained blades and rushing into the capital, screaming wildly with those Ji family's cultivators and Chiyue's soldiers.

For a moment, there were roaring, roaring, and choking clouds, and the extremely strong smell of blood enveloped the entire capital in an instant, staining nothingness and the ground with blood.

After a few teleports, Wentian was already standing in front of the palace, he didn't pay any attention to the hissing sound coming from behind, looking at the newly built palace in front of him, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

At the same time, Ji Zhuoyang suddenly babbled in the Golden Dragon Hall, his face extremely pale.

However, at the next moment, viciousness flashed across his eyes, and his voice was full of coldness: "It's not that easy to kill me!"

"My Chiyue is a big central country, how can it be easily destroyed, I will not be defeated." In the end, he roared even more ferociously.

During this time, the entire imperial palace looked very strange, it was a kind of extremely quiet and strange.

It was as if this imperial palace had turned into a palace of death, revealing an incomparably monstrous strangeness.

Wentian frowned, puzzled in his eyes, and the next moment his consciousness dispersed and he began to perceive.

Soon his complexion changed drastically, because in his perception, Nuo Da's palace has become empty now, and only the familiar aura in the hall is hidden.

This breath that made him feel familiar is Ji Zhuoyang.

"Lin Wentian, I am the emperor of Chiyue, I am invincible! If you want to kill me, I will send you to hell first!"

Just when he was puzzled, suddenly, from the depths of the Golden Dragon Hall, there was a furious howl.

"Om!" As soon as he roared, the whole palace burst into a strong bloody light, and a magic circle full of strange runes was seen, instantly surrounding the whole palace.

"Huh?" As soon as the magic circle came out, Wentian's face changed slightly, but he soon recovered.

Because with his current strength, he is not afraid of any conspiracy. It can be said that he is now No. 1 in this world.

His expression turned cold, and a powerful aura erupted from him.

As soon as this breath came out, the void in all directions trembled violently, even the entire magic circle shook rapidly, as if it was about to collapse because it couldn't bear his strength.

"Suppressing the sky and suppressing the earth tower!" With a domineering expression, he yelled heavily.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuqqqqqqqxvqqqqqvqvq of rengumani powers of the ancient and powerful race immortals.

Immortal energy condensed rapidly, and a small tower was instantly condensed. Although this small tower has only one floor, the aura leaking from it is incomparably supreme.

"Break it!" he yelled, and the Heaven Suppressing Tower in his hand was instantly sacrificed by him.

The small tower rushed to the sky in an instant, hummed even more, and slowly rotated, emitting wisps of strange power.

These strange powers seem to be like immortal powers, but there is a slight difference, which is the power of suppression.

As soon as this power came out, the entire enchantment surrounding the palace, as if encountering a nemesis, there were bursts of shattering sounds.

Sensing that the barrier was about to be broken, Ji Zhuoyang's expression in the hall changed drastically, and panic flashed in his eyes, but the next moment, he saw his eyes were extremely vicious, and his face was extremely ferocious.

"Today either you die or I die!" With a bang, he rushed out of the Golden Dragon Hall, his roar filled with boundless hatred and a hint of madness.

He, Ji Zhuoyang, was originally a high-ranking sage, the emperor of the red moon. He only needs to move his fingers, and he can instantly wipe out tens of thousands of mortals in ashes.

When he was born, he was destined to be different from ordinary people, because he was a child of the royal family of Chiyue, not only the blood of Tian Yunhai Ji's family flowed through his body, but also the blood of the royal family in this world of mortals.

The two bloodlines in his body made him destined to be superior to ordinary people, even some disciples of the Ji family in Tianyunhai would bow their heads to him.

Because if you want to become the emperor of Tianyuan Continent, you must be born in this world, be contaminated with the breath of this world, and be connected with the fate of this world.

It is also because of this that the sage of the Chiyue and the emperor of the Ji family can only be enthroned by local disciples of the Ji family.

No matter how powerful and talented the disciples of the Ji family in Tianyunhai are, they still cannot become the saint of Chiyue.

It is said that this is related to the luck of a world, and it is said that people born in Tianyuan Continent have a causal line with this world.

Although this causal line is not noticed by people, there have always been rumors in Tianyunhai that it is related to the prosperity of the human race.

Otherwise, with the strength of Tianyunhai Ji's family, any disciple with an eight-star talent in the lower realm will be ten times or a hundred times stronger than Ji Zhuoyang, so why bother to support the second prince, Ji Zhuoqing.

"Bang!" The formation, which seemed extremely strong, was finally torn apart under the power of the Heaven Suppressing Tower.

But at this moment, Ji Zhuoyang rushed out of the Golden Dragon Hall.

Um?But when Wentian saw him for the first time, he couldn't help frowning.

Because of Ji Zhuoyang here, his hair is disheveled, and his face is as eerie as a devil or a ghost, especially his pupils are full of bloodshot eyes, giving people a sense of shudder.

Not only that, but Wentian could feel a madness in him, a madness that would rather perish together than give in.

"I am the emperor of Chiyue and the emperor of the Ji family. You are just an ant who wants to kill me."

"The great Ji Zu, his grandson Ji Zhuoyang, begged Ji Zu to show his spirit and help his descendants to kill the rebellious officials and thieves in front of them."

He looked crazy, his eyes were blood red, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

Immediately afterwards, he showed a strange smile to Wentian, suddenly waved his hand, and there was a bang, and a large amount of blood gushed out from his waved hand.

In an instant, the entire sky above the imperial palace was covered in blood, and there was a strong smell of blood that couldn't be melted away.

So much blood, how many people are needed to accumulate it? Is this the river of blood melted by the people of the entire palace?
Wentian's face was extremely gloomy, and he yelled violently: "Ji Zhuoyang, you are no better than a beast."

Originally, he wanted to slowly torture the person in front of him to death, but at this moment, the killing intent in his heart was overwhelming, and he wished he could slap him to death with one palm.

boom!There was astonishing hatred in his eyes, and he rushed out crazily, as if he didn't want to let the person in front of him live another moment.

"The background of my Ji family's royal family has always been known only to the emperor. Today, you will sacrifice your life to my Ji family's lineage." Ji Zhuoyang roared.

(End of this chapter)