Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 883 Sanctification of the flesh?

"My God! How is this possible?"

"The son of the dragon is a member of the sinful clan, and now even the son of the sword is also a member of the sinful clan. Is it true that the sky is going to destroy my human race?"

You must know that the word Gu Clan is like a curse in the city of burying demons, it is a taboo, and it is also the biggest shame of the human race during the war between monsters and monsters.

"Brother Gu Jian is actually a member of the sin clan, what should we do?"

"No...Senior Brother Gu Jian is a peerless genius in my Sword Palace, he can't be a member of the sin clan." The disciples of the Sword Palace panicked and yelled in a daze, looking at a loss.

"Gu Jian, no wonder when I first met you, I had a strange feeling that you and I are of the same blood."

"The old patriarch once said that Mr. Wuming took away a man and a woman from the ancient clan. The woman was my mother, and the man was either your father or your grandfather." After being shocked, Wentian was full of thoughts.

Immediately, the corners of his mouth were drawn, revealing an inexplicable smile.

"Ha ha!"

"Gu Jian, the people from the Fierce Sun Sect and the Ten Thousand Beast Sect will be handed over to you, and Lin Wentian will take the lives of the others." Even though his face was pale and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he still laughed wildly without hesitation.

With such arrogance, he simply doesn't see other people in his eyes.

"Insanity!"

"Lin Wentian, you are so unashamed, what kind of son of a dragon, what kind of ancient emperor of the mortal world, I can kill you with one hand."

boom!One of the elders of the Yitian Sect, when he was drinking heavily, he swung his divine fist and threw it out. The power of the fist was astonishing, and he knew it was an extraordinary skill at a glance.

"One finger to kill God!" Wen Tian was as cold as ice, raised his finger, and pointed forward lightly.

"Hum!" The divine energy in his body surged wildly, causing a bright light to glow in his fingers, pointing out that the world changed color, and he lost his power day by day.

Especially when he broke through to the realm, the power of this God-killing Finger was fully revealed.

"Pfft!" Blood was pouring down like rain, and the opponent's monstrous divine fist was destroyed without the slightest resistance under his frivolous finger.

"Ah... this old man wants your life to be worse than death!" When the giant fist was blasted, blood staining nothingness and the ground, the strong man of the Yitian Sect roared with hatred in his eyes.

"Kill kill!!"

Boom boom boom! !

People from Yitian Sect, Xuanyuan Clan, Fang Clan, and Guangming Clan rushed out one after another, as if they wanted to unite everyone's strength, beheaded the sinner Lin Wentian in one fell swoop, and let his soul be buried in heaven.

"Hey! Lin Wentian is doomed today!"

"No matter how extraordinary his talent is, he will be unable to fly. It's a pity, if he is not a sinner..." Some senior monks shook their heads in disappointment when they saw this scene.

Despite the appearance of the ancient sword, people still don't think that he has the ability to turn the world around. After all, he has already been scarred and has reached the point where he is at the end of his rope.

Besides, big forces such as the Yitian Sect and the Guangming Family, they came prepared this time and dispatched many powerful people in the realm.

Although they are only in the first and second realms, they are absolutely powerful when they are united. Even people from the third realm would have to splatter blood on the spot, not to mention that there is a Lincheng Lord in the fourth realm.

"If you want to take Lin Wentian's life away from me! Just come!" Wentian roared, not retreating or saying anything, and with a bang, he roared out like a ferocious beast.

"Return to the original immortal power!"

"Immortal Art of Immortality!" He looked crazy and roared towards the sky.

The words fell, buzzing, his whole body was entwined with immortal energy, countless immortal talismans surged, and the scriptures of returning to immortality were operated to the extreme by him. Although he was severely injured and his divine body was cracked, under the immortal power of returning to the beginning, his physical body was still intact. recover.

It's just that the speed of recovery is obviously not as fast as before. After all, every time Shigui Xianli is used to recover, the recovery speed will be weakened.

This is also the only weakness of Guishi Xianli.

At the same time, in a flash in his hand, a purple fruit appeared.

As soon as the purple fruit came out, an astonishing medicinal fragrance enveloped hundreds and thousands of miles in an instant.

Many monks who were nearing the end of their lifespan smelled the fragrance of the medicine, and their brains were agitated. The blood cells in their bodies that were originally withered and about to lose their vitality seemed to be stimulated by something, and their blood cells became active again.

"Oh my god... what kind of elixir is this purple fruit?"

"This is definitely the king of medicine, and the age is probably more than 5000 years old." Someone screamed.

However, at this moment, a white-haired old man trembled all over, and then his eyes widened, his expression seemed to be in extreme shock.

"No... this is not the Millennium Medicine King, this is... this is the Ten Thousand Years Medicine." At the end of his speech, his voice was extremely sharp.

His expression was full of shock and disbelief, and his old body couldn't help but take three steps backwards, and fell to the ground with a bang, muttering incessantly, as if he had lost his mind.

However, when he said a word, it was really earth-shattering and shocked everyone.

"What? Is this purple fruit the magic medicine of ten thousand years?"

"Wow... he is just a kid from the younger generation, but he actually has the magic medicine for ten thousand years?"

"Impossible! You must know that every plant of the Ten Thousand Years Divine Medicine is an existence against the sky. Unless you have a great chance and great luck, you can't see it at all, let alone get it. What's more, Lin Wentian is a sin." Clan people." Someone screamed, his expression full of disbelief.

"Ten thousand years of magic medicine is like medicine but not medicine, because they possess extraordinary spiritual intelligence, unless they have the peak power of a god emperor, otherwise it will be difficult to capture them alive."

"Besides, there are rumors in ancient times that there are some special ten-thousand-year magic medicines. They have monstrous strength, comparable to god kings, and god emperors. Even the great powers of all clans can only enshrine them." Someone murmured Speaking of which, his expression was extremely dignified.

It's slow to say, but in fact everything happens only at that moment.

In the shocked, unbelieving, and jealous eyes of everyone, the corners of Wentian's mouth were outlined, revealing a deep sneer.

Immediately he opened his mouth, grunted, and swallowed the purple fruit in his hand.

As soon as the purple fruit entered his mouth, it instantly turned into a purple warm current, which began to flow rapidly in his damaged body.

The land he passed was like the earth that had been dry for tens of thousands of years, suddenly being nourished by a spring rain, which made him unable to help but let out a soft, comfortable sound.

In just his half breathing effort, his abducted meridians and bones, even the nearly exhausted divine energy and immortal power, are recovering at an astonishing speed.

This is nothing short of miraculous.

Not only that, but mysterious purple runes can be seen all over his body with the naked eye. These runes are integrated into his blood and bones, causing his physical body to undergo an astonishing transformation.

"Boom!" In an instant, an air force nearly ten times stronger than before erupted from his body, causing nothingness to buzz and the ground to shake violently.

At this moment, his eyes were like thunder, and when his black hair danced wildly, purple runes all over his body were shining brightly, and divine thunder was entangled with him. It was like the reappearance of ancient gods and demons, exuding a terrifying divine power.

"What? It's impossible!"

"Oh my god... this is the power of the physical body, could it be... Could it be that his physical body is sanctified?"

Boom!Feeling the invisible coercion on his body, countless people were dumbfounded and screamed in a daze.

(End of this chapter)