Chapter 1669 Strong Breakthrough

Wutian rolled up his two spiritual veins and left majestically.

The leader of the Mingwang War Clan was stunned in mid-air, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

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

He worked hard to make the Mingwang War Clan a second-class race and have a place in the Eastern Continent.

But he didn't expect that overnight, his spiritual veins would be taken away, his clan's land would be destroyed, and his clan members would suffer numerous casualties. All his hard work would be ruined. How could he not be angry?

He raised his head, stared in the direction where Wutian disappeared, and said coldly: "Mask man, just wait for me, I will definitely cut you into pieces!"

"Uh-huh!"

He ignored the destroyed clan land and the clansmen whose life and death were unknown. He cut a stream of light across the sky and rushed towards Mingwang City.

An hour later, he descended over Mingwang City, waved his hand, and Wutian's shadow appeared in the night sky.

"If anyone knows him, tell me his name. There will be a huge reward!"

He opened his mouth to shout, and the sound was like a loud bell, echoing throughout the world and lingering for a long time.

People in the city were awakened one after another and walked out of the room. When they saw the furious and murderous leader of the Ming King Zhan Clan, their eyes were full of surprise.

"Sir, 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 person was still wearing a mask, and we didn't even see what he looked like clearly."

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

They were in the restaurant during the day, discussing the two people who had sneaked into the Holy World.

The leader of the Mingwang War Clan glanced at the two people, then looked at the others, and shouted: "Does anyone else know his name? Or what he looks like?"

No one answered.

The leader of the Mingwang 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 helps me find him, no matter how strong or weak his cultivation is, will become the Mingwang The tribute of the war clan!"

"worship!"

Everyone was shocked!

Someone asked: "May I ask your lord, what on earth did this man commit that makes you so angry?"

"He stole two spiritual veins from the Ming King War Clan, and caused heavy casualties to my people. This debt must be repaid with his life. You guys go find him for me. The person who finds him first can't help but become I, King Ming’s War Clan, will also reward you with ten magical herbs!”

After finishing speaking, the leader of Mingwang Zhan clan left, leaving behind a group of people in commotion.

He actually dares to steal the spiritual veins of the Mingwang War Clan and harm the members of the Mingwang War Clan. What is the origin of this masked 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, searching for traces of Wutian all over the land.

After all, the leader of the Mingwang Zhan clan also said that as long as they report the news, they don't need to take action personally. As long as they don't take action, there will be no crisis no matter how strong the masked man is.

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

"I didn't expect that he inquired about the spiritual veins in order to snatch the spiritual veins. I underestimated him. If he could snatch the spiritual veins from under the nose of the leader of the Ming King War Clan, his strength must have surpassed that of the Five Tribulations Gods, and he might even be Seven Tribulations God."

"Let's not talk about strength. Just talking about this courage and courage, it is not something that ordinary people can compare with. If I can find him and convince him..."

Ling Chenye's eyes flashed, and he merged into the night sky and disappeared.

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

Above the forest, Wutian stood out of thin air. Two spiritual veins had given up their struggle and were suspended on the left and right sides.

"Eight Tribulations God, here I come!"

Wutian clenched his hands tightly, and the ninety-nine meridians and earth veins opened instantly. At that moment, the energy of the two spiritual veins turned into a torrent and poured into his body continuously.

His momentum immediately increased!

Half an hour later, his momentum had reached the critical point of the seventh and eighth tribulations.

However, this critical point is like a bottomless abyss that cannot be filled.

He looked at the two spiritual veins. After half an hour of absorption, the two spiritual veins had shrunk by one-third. If he continued, there might be news about the two spiritual veins!

He couldn't help but start to struggle in his heart.

Finally, a determined light burst out from his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he actually shattered two god-level spiritual veins, and in one breath, absorbed all the energy of the two spiritual veins into his body!

"boom!"

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

In the starry sky with twinkling stars, strong winds suddenly rose, blood clouds were densely covered, and blood-red arcs flashed in the clouds, making a sizzling sound!

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

"His divine calamity is actually blood red!"

"He is a heinous person, even heaven will kill him!"

"..."

Several exclamations came from the distant dense forest.

Wutian raised his eyebrows, and under the mask, the heavenly veins were opened. He took a step forward and landed in the sky above the dense forest. The terrifying power of heaven poured down, suppressing all directions!

"Why is he so fast?"

"Under the power of God, his speed is not affected at all?"

"Run away!"

A loud shout exploded.

All of a sudden, silhouettes emerged from the dense forest one after another and fled towards the distance without looking back. However, under the restraint of Tianwei, their speed was as fast as a snail!

"Crack!"

The first divine calamity has arrived.

The world-destroying Qi machine will annihilate all directions!

Everyone, including the virgin forest below, was wiped out in this moment!

This scene shocked the ferocious beasts in the distance and fled in panic!

But Wutian, who was killed by the divine calamity from the front, was not even injured. This physical body made him more and more satisfied. With such a precious body, there was no need to worry about not taking revenge!

In the end, all nine divine tribulations were absorbed into his body and turned into the purest energy to help him temper his body.

"To break through from seven tribulations to eight tribulations, you need to absorb the energy of two god-level spiritual veins. How many are needed from eight tribulations to nine tribulations? But in the holy world, as long as you have enough strength, you don't have to worry about finding spiritual veins. "

Wutian murmured to himself, seemingly unintentionally or intentionally glancing at a mountain peak hundreds of millions of miles away, then turned around and left through the sky.

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

The direction Wutian went to was exactly the central area of ​​the Eastern Continent.

From the memory of the restaurant clerk, I learned that Mingwang City is still a long way from the central area. Even if the gods of the calamity keep teleporting, it will take nine hundred years to reach it.

One teleportation of the gods in one calamity is thirty million miles away.

For the gods of the Eight Tribulations, one teleportation is ninety million miles away.

In other words, Wutian's current speed is three times that of the One-Calamity God. In other words, it will take another three hundred years for him to reach the central area.

Time is very important to him. He is rushing on the road while stabilizing his physical state, so that he can do both without delay.

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

You know, Wutian can teleport ninety million miles, and Ling Chenye can actually keep up, which shows that his strength is not as simple as it seems.

The clan of Mingwang Zhan clan!

"Clan leader, someone sent news and discovered the whereabouts of the masked man."

In a newly built hall, the leader of the Mingwang War Clan was sitting on the throne in front of him. Not far in front of him, there was an old man in black standing with a bow.

Hearing the words of the old man in black, the leader of the Mingwang War Clan's eyes flashed coldly and asked: "Where is he?"

The old man in black said: "We are going through a tribulation over a forest tens of billions away, and now we seem to be heading towards the central area."

The leader of the Mingwang War Clan was surprised and asked: "Is he going to the central area?"

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

The old man in black hesitated, as if he had something to hide.

The leader of Mingwang Zhan Clan frowned and said, "But what?"

The old man in black said solemnly: "It is said that this person absorbed the energy of two god-level spiritual veins in one breath, and his divine tribulation was still blood red, but such a terrifying divine tribulation was actually absorbed by him easily. In the body, and the whole process did not cause any harm to him, so I suspect that he is probably a master that we cannot afford to offend. "

"What? There is such a thing?"

The leader of the Mingwang War Clan stood up suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face.

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

"If these news are true, then we really can't afford to offend this person, but I will never let this matter go."

"What's the clan leader's clever plan?"

"I'm going to visit the Seven Kills War Clan. We have been attached to the Seven Kills War Clan for hundreds of thousands of years and have always been loyal. If we are in trouble, I believe they will not just sit idly by."

"Clan leader, I always feel that the strength of the masked man is very extraordinary. It's better to just forget about it. It's better to have one less problem than one more thing."

"How can we just let it go when the clan that we worked so hard to build has been destroyed? If I don't kill him, I will not be a human being. During my absence, you will have full authority to handle the clan's affairs. "

The leader of the Mingwang Zhan Clan did not give the old man in black a chance to speak. After speaking, he disappeared without a trace with hatred in his heart.

"Sigh, I don't know whether the clan leader's decision is right or wrong."

The old man in black sighed deeply, with uncontrollable worry in his brows.

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

This time, it only took Wutian a hundred years to stabilize his physical state.

This morning, as the sun was rising, Wutian stopped on a low mountain, raised his brows slightly, and said without looking back, "How long do you want to follow?"

There was no response from behind.

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

"Can you stop being so cold?"

Ling Chenye walked out of the woods at the foot of the short mountain with doubts in his eyes. He thought he had hidden himself very well, but he was still discovered by this person. Judging from his tone, he had already noticed him early on.