Wutian rolled up the two spiritual veins and left in a grand manner.

The patriarch of the Ming King Zhan clan was stunned in mid-air, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

However, when he saw the shattered and devastated mountains below, the anger in his heart rose like a volcano!

He worked hard to make the Ming King Zhan Clan a second-class race and have a place in the Eastern Continent.

But he didn't expect that overnight, the spiritual veins were seized, the clan land was destroyed, the clansmen were killed and injured countless times, and all the hard work was ruined, how could he not be angry!

He raised his head, stared at the direction where Wutian disappeared, and said coldly: "Masked man, you wait for me, I will definitely break you into pieces!"

"Huh!"

He didn't pay attention to the destroyed clan land, didn't pay attention to the clansmen whose life and death were unknown, cut through a streamer, cut through the sky, and swept towards the Ming King City.

An hour later, he descended on the sky above the Ming King City, and with a wave of his big hand, the shadows of the lawless appeared in the night sky.

"Whoever knows him, tell me what his name is, and there is a reward!"

He opened his mouth and shouted, and the sound was like a bell, echoing in this heaven and earth, and it did not disperse for a long time.

The people in the city were awakened one after another, and when they walked out of the room, their eyes were full of surprise when they saw the angry and murderous patriarch of the Ming King Zhan clan.

"My lord, I saw him again when I was drinking in the restaurant today, but I didn't pay attention to him at the time, and I didn't know his name. ”

"This man was still wearing a mask, and we didn't even see what he looked like. ”

Two middle-aged men walked out of the crowd and replied respectfully.

They were in the restaurant during the day, discussing the two who had infiltrated the Holy Realm.

The patriarch of the Ming King War Clan glanced at the two of them, then looked at the others, and shouted, "Does anyone else know his name?"

No one answered.

The patriarch of the Ming King War Clan said in a deep voice: "It seems that no one knows, but his mask and white hair are the most obvious features, from now on, whoever wants to help me find him, no matter how strong or weak he is, he will become the worship of the Ming King War Clan!"

"Offering!"

Everyone's hearts were shocked!

Someone asked, "Dare to ask your Excellency, what has happened to this person, and why should you be so angry?"

"He snatched the two spiritual veins of the Ming King Zhan Clan, and even made my clan suffer heavy casualties, this account must be repaid with his life, you go to find it for me, the person who found him first can't help but become the worship of my Ming King Zhan Clan, and also reward ten magic medicines!"

After speaking, the patriarch of the Ming King War clan left, leaving behind a group of people who were in turmoil.

Dare to snatch the spiritual veins of the Ming King War Clan and hurt the people of the Ming King War Clan, what is the origin of this mask man?

How strong is his strength?

This is the doubt in everyone's mind.

But under the temptation of interests, they all dispersed in a hurry, looking for traces of lawlessness all over the land.

After all, the patriarch of the Ming King Zhan clan also said that as long as they report the news, they don't need to take action in person, as long as they don't do it themselves, no matter how strong the mask man is, there will be no crisis.

Soon, there was only one person left here, and that person was Ling Chenye.

"I didn't expect him to inquire about the spiritual vein, in order to snatch the spiritual vein, I underestimated him, he can snatch the spiritual vein from under the nose of the patriarch of the Ming King Zhan clan, his strength must have surpassed the Five Tribulation Gods, and it may even be the Seven Tribulation Gods. ”

"Strength aside, just talking about this courage, this courage, is not comparable to ordinary people, if I can find him, and convince him......"

Ling Chen's eyes flashed, and he melted into the night sky and disappeared.

Tens of billions of miles away from the Ming King City, there is a large primeval forest.

Above the forest, Wutian stood out of thin air, and the two spiritual veins had given up struggling and were suspended on the left and right.

"Eight Tribulation Gods, I'm here!"

Wutian's hands were clenched tightly, and the ninety-nine meridians and earth veins were instantly opened, and at that moment, the energy of the two spiritual veins turned into a torrent, surging towards his body.

His momentum suddenly climbed!

Half an hour later, his momentum had reached the critical point of the Seven Tribulations and the Eight Tribulations.

However, it is this critical point, like a bottomless abyss, which cannot be filled for a long time.

He looked at the two spirit veins, after half an hour of absorption, the two spirit veins had shrunk by a third, if they continued, maybe the two spirit veins would be news!

He couldn't help but struggle.

In the end, a determined light burst out of his eyes, and with a wave of his big hand, he actually smashed the two god-level spirit veins, and in one breath, he incorporated all the energy of the two spirit veins into his body!

"Boom!"

Immediately, an aura that was dozens or hundreds of times more powerful than before roared out from his body.

The starry sky with the stars twinkling, immediately the wind suddenly rose, the blood clouds were dense, and blood-red arcs flickered in the clouds, snorting!

"What? He actually swallowed two spiritual veins, oh my God, how can there be such a person in the world?"

"His Divine Spirit Tribulation is actually blood red!"

"He is a heinous man, even the heavens will kill him!"

“......”

Several exclamations were heard in the dense forest in the distance.

Wutian raised his eyebrows, and under the mask, the heavenly veins opened, stepped out, and landed above the dense forest, and the terrifying heavenly power poured down, suppressing all directions!

"Why is he so fast?"

"Under the power of heaven, his speed has not been affected in the slightest?"

"Run!"

A loud shout exploded.

Suddenly, one after another figures continued to sweep out of the dense forest, fleeing into the distance without looking back, but under the confinement of Tianwei, their speed was comparable to that of a snail!

"Click!"

The first divine calamity has descended.

The qi machine that destroys the world, annihilates the eight directions!

Everyone, including the primeval forest below, was wiped out in this instant!

This scene frightened the fierce beasts in the distance and fled in a hurry!

But Wutian, who was bombarded by the gods and spirits, didn't even hurt half a hair, this body made him more and more satisfied, with such a treasure body, why worry about revenge!

In the end, all of the Nine Divine Spirit Tribulations were incorporated into his body and turned into the purest energy to help him refine his physical body.

"To break through from the Seven Tribulations to the Eight Tribulations, you need to absorb the energy of the two god-level spirit veins, and from the Eight Tribulations to the Nine Tribulations, how many do you need? But in the Holy Realm, as long as you have enough strength, you don't have to worry about not being able to find the spirit veins. ”

Wutian muttered to himself, as if unintentionally, as if intentionally glanced at a mountain peak hundreds of millions of miles away, and then turned around and broke through the air.

Not long after he left, Ling Chenye swept out of the mountain peak and quietly followed behind Wutian.

The direction in which Wutian went was the central area of the Eastern Continent.

From the memories of the restaurant guys, I learned that Mingwang City is still a little far away from the central area, and even if the gods of the calamity keep teleporting, it will take nine hundred years to arrive.

One catastrophe of gods and one teleportation is 30 million miles.

Eight Tribulation Gods, one teleportation is 90 million miles.

In other words, Wutian was now three times faster than the One Tribulation Deity, which meant that it would take another three hundred years for him to reach the central region.

Time is very important to him, and while he is in a hurry, he can stabilize the physical realm so that he can do both without delay.

Ling Chenye has also been hanging behind Wutian, which is worth pondering.

You must know that Wutian's teleportation is 90 million miles, and he can actually keep up with Ling Chenye, which shows that his strength is not as simple as it seems.

The clan land of the Ming King War Clan!

"Patriarch, news has come from someone that the whereabouts of the masked man have been discovered. ”

In a newly built hall, the patriarch of the Ming King War Clan sat on the throne in front of him, and not far in front of him, an old man in black bowed and stood.

Hearing the words of the old man in black, the patriarch of the Ming King War Clan's eyes flashed with cold light, and asked, "Where is he?"

The old man in black said: "Crossing over a forest tens of billions of dollars away, it seems that he is rushing in the direction of the central region now. ”

The patriarch of the Ming King War Clan was shocked, "Could it be that he wants to go to the central region?"

"It's just that the direction he goes to is the central area, and he may not really go to the central area, but ......"

The old man in black hesitated, as if there was something unspeakable.

The patriarch of the Ming King Zhan clan frowned and said, "But what?"

The old man in black said in a deep voice: "It is said that this person has absorbed the energy of two god-level spirit veins in one go, and his Divine Spirit Tribulation is still blood red, but such a terrible Divine Spirit Tribulation was actually incorporated into his body by him easily, and the whole process did not cause him any harm, so I suspect that he is likely to be a master that we can't afford to provoke." ”

"What?

The patriarch of the Ming King Zhan clan stood up with a look of disbelief.

The old man in black said: "It's true. ”

"If this news is true, then we really can't afford to mess with this person, but I will definitely not give up on this matter. ”

"What's the Patriarch's plan?"

"I'm going to go to the Seven Killing War Clan, we have been attached to the Seven Killing War Clan for hundreds of thousands of years, and we have been loyal, we are in trouble, I believe they will not sit idly by. ”

"Patriarch, I always feel that the strength of the mask man is not simple, it is better to forget about this matter, and it is better to have more than one thing. ”

"If the clan land that has been built up with great effort is destroyed, how can it be just like this? If you don't kill him, I will not be a man, and during my absence, the affairs of the clan will be handled by you with full authority. ”

The patriarch of the Ming King War Clan did not give the old man in black the slightest chance to speak, and after speaking, he disappeared without a trace with hatred in his heart.

"Alas, I don't know if the patriarch's decision is right or wrong. ”

The old man in black sighed deeply, and there was an unbreakable worry between his eyebrows.

In the blink of an eye, another hundred years have passed.

This time, it only took a hundred years for Wutian to stabilize the physical realm.

This morning, when the morning sun was rising, Wutian stopped on a low mountain, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said without looking back: "When are you going to follow?"

There was no response behind him.

Wutian's eyes flashed blood, and he said coldly: "If you don't get out again, you will lose even the opportunity to explain." ”

"You guy, can you not be so indifferent?"

Ling Chenye walked out of the woods under the low mountain, his eyes were full of doubts, he thought that he was very well hidden, but he was actually discovered by this person, and listening to the tone, he had already noticed him early in the morning.