Release people!

The vast starry sky shouted like thunder.

There are more than a dozen saints of Daluo Sword Sect, hundreds of quasi-saints, and 500,000 cultivators. The figures are like a vast ocean, covering the starry sky with a hundred thousand miles. Each of them shines with divine light, which is even brighter than the stars. Their murderous aura is heavy and cold, and the starry sky is turbulent.

Compared to them, Ye Chen, who was surrounded in the center, was a little thin, just like a drop in the ocean.

This is a dead end. With his fairy eyes asserted, he has no chance of escaping. No matter how strong the ancient holy body is in combat, he cannot defeat such a lineup. He may be killed instantly at any time.

"Let me go." The 500,000 cultivators of Daluo Sword Sect all raised their swords and pointed at Ye Chen from afar. The sound of the sword sounded, and the murderous aura was spreading to the sky. They were pairs of vicious eyes, with ghost-like faces, and very ferocious.

"There is a kind of snatching it." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, and before he finished speaking, a dazzling rainbow rushed out from his heavenly spirit cover and rushed away at night, piercing into the vast starry sky, and the starry sky was trembling.

Immediately, thunder sounded in the vast starry sky.

Um?

The saint of Daluo Sword Sect frowned and subconsciously raised his head.

The Daluo Sword Sect's None Hundred Thousand Cultivator also frowned and raised his face.

The observer also frowned at it and looked up collectively.

But I saw a wisp of nebula intertwined in the sky, forming a chaotic sea of ​​clouds. The sea of ​​clouds seemed to have spirits, and waves rose without wind, terrifying waves, swallowing up the stars.

boom!

There was another thunder, and the starry sky trembled again. The chaotic sea of ​​clouds in the sky began to tear apart. A powerful force that made the starry sky tremble and trembled into the sky, and it was so breathless that it was too strong to breathe.

"Heavenly Tribulation." The saint of Daluo Sword Sect suddenly changed his expression.

"The Heavenly Tribulation of the Holy Body." Everyone was shocked and took a step back collectively. Nearly one million monks were in the starry sky of 100,000 feet. When they survived the heavenly tribulation, everyone would passively respond to the disaster. Everyone could imagine the scene of millions of monks experiencing the tribulation together, which should be ruining the world.

"Retreat, retreat quickly." The powerful Daluo Sword Sect hurriedly fled to all directions, running faster than a rabbit.

"Retreat?" Ye Chen sneered, shrank into an inch in one step, and rushed into the tide of the Daluo Sword Sect. At this moment, the heavenly tribulation was also thunder. People within a radius of 100,000 feet centered on him were all pulled passively to respond to the disaster, and pieces of figures turned into ashes.

"Bastard." The saint of Daluo Sword Sect was furious. Although he cursed, he fled one by one.

"Bastard." The 500,000 cultivators of Daluo Sword Sect also shouted angrily, but they were not idle at their feet and flew away one by one. Ye Chen was a star of the Death Gate, so it would be right to stay away from him.

Ye Chen's body was like a ghost, fully exerting his shameless spirit, and he would go wherever he had more people.

Thunder in the sky was like shadows. Wherever Ye Chen went, there would be many human figures turning into blood mist. Even the escaped soul could not escape the bad luck and was truly destroyed.

The starry sky was lively again, and it was a huge picture. The 500,000 cultivators from the Daluo Sword Sect were struck by thunder. Not only were the quasi-saints, but the saints were also struck by the sky.

The monks watching the battle pulled the corners of their mouths hard.

More than a dozen saints of Daluo Sword Sect, hundreds of quasi-saints, and 500,000 cultivators were actually chased by an imperial realm and ran around the starry sky. Such a picture was passed down to later generations, which should be a myth.

Someone counted it down and found that in just over a dozen breaths, there were no less than 100,000 cultivators of the Daluo Sword Sect who were struck by the thunder tribulation. This was not considered disabled, and it was even more tragic than the war.

As he watched, the spectator retreated, fearing that Ye Chen would suddenly run around for a walk. It was the holy body's heavenly disaster, and it was not a joke. If you accidentally do it, you would become a scumbag.

puff!

Ye Chen was injured and flew out by a thunder.

He stood up in a panic and didn't dare to stumble anymore. After all, this was his heavenly disaster and he couldn't be careless.

Under the gaze of everyone, this guy went to the sky and killed the Lingtian Thunder with one punch.

His actions angered the will of God. More thunder struck down from the sky. Each of them was extremely thick, and each of them also had the divine power to destroy the world, and wanted to crush it.

It was a gorgeous picture, with thunders intertwined, like the Milky Way pouring down, like the light and rain flying.

Seeing Ye Chen turning around to fight against the thunder tribulation, the powerful Daluo Sword Sect stopped.

At this moment, there were only less than 300,000 cultivators in the Daluo Sword Sect, and more than 100,000 cultivators died under the heavenly tribulation.

asshole!

The saints of Daluo Sword Sect gritted their teeth, and each had a ferocious face and were all embarrassed. Even if the saints transcend the world, they would not dare to provoke the heavenly tribulation easily, let alone the holy body heavenly tribulation.

war!

Ye Chen shouted tremble in the starry sky, like a god of war in the Eight Desolations, still moving up against the sky. Thunders were destroyed by his punches, and the holy body was tempered with thunder tribulation, and the chaotic path was tempered with divine punishment.

He hit the ground all the way from below, and no thunder could break it, as if the so-called will of heaven was a huge joke that would be destroyed by it.

The viewer's face changed again.

I have seen a strong person, but I have never seen such a strong person. That is a divine punishment! It is so vulnerable.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at Jiuxiao Xingtian in horror. Ye Chen, covered with golden light, was more dazzling than the sun. He was like a god of war, covering the vast world of eight wildernesses.

boom!

Still attracted everyone's attention, Ye Chen hit the Piaomiao Star Sky and saw the chaotic clouds.

That is the will of God.

A hundred years ago in Dachu, when he advanced to the heavenly realm, he tore open the chaotic clouds and mist and broke the shackles of God.

break!

Ye Chen roared and punched Jiuxiao, bombarding the chaotic clouds representing the will of heaven and earth.

However, unlike a hundred years ago, the chaotic clouds and mist that were bombarded with him instantly healed. Billions of thunder gathered together, and a nine-colored lightning appeared, slashing Ye Chen to fall.

However, the heavenly tribulation did not stop because of his fall, and thunders still struck down like that.

The starry sky was stained with blood. The falling Ye Chen was slashed with blood bones flying everywhere. Every drop of holy blood was very dazzling. He was like a war god of doomsday, and his entire body of fairy light was annihilated.

Above the nine heavens, thunder was even better, one after another, intertwined into a sea of ​​thunder, falling into the sky, covering a starry sky of 100,000 feet. Ye Chen, who had just stabilized his body, was swallowed up on the spot.

open!

Ye Chen snorted coldly, punched away, and rushed out.

The dragon roared, and in the sea of ​​thunder, nine giant dragons appeared, rolling up domineering thunder and pounced on Ye Chen, spitting lightning, and heading towards Ye Chen's soul, trying to kill Ye Chen's true body.

Ye Chen was extremely powerful, and the sea of ​​thunder was trembling with one step. The golden big hand covered with seal script. He wiped out the five thunder dragons with one palm, and then drew out the sword and slashed out a Milky Way. The remaining four dragons were also destroyed. The domineering power of the holy body once again shocked the power of the four directions.

However, the thunder disaster was not over yet, but it was even more violent.

The nine-headed thunder dragon was killed, and the Thunder Sea transformed into another nine-headed thunder dragon, which was even more powerful than the former.

Ye Chen sacrificed the Sky-Slaying Halberd and fought against the Thunder Dragon.

Boom! Bang!

The sea of ​​thunder is not calm, and the sound of dragon roars and thunder dance together.

Although Ye Chen has a huge combat power, the Thunder Dragon seems to be unable to kill. Every time he kills one end, there will be another end, and one end is stronger than the other, and the other end is more domineering than the other.

At this moment, even his powerful holy body was beaten to the point of devastation, and blood stained the starry sky.

"It's too strong." Outside the thunder sea, the viewer's face turned pale again.

"Can't the thunder dragon be killed one after another? What kind of heavenly tribulation is this? It's only if you have to overcome the tribulation that you will be exhausted and exhausted? "

"And the power of each thunder dragon is not weaker than that of the quasi-saint!"

"He has killed no less than a hundred heads!"

"In terms of the Emperor Realm, it's so amazing!" An older monk took a deep breath. The huge scene made people frightened. If it were them, they would have been swallowed up long ago.

"You can't destroy me." In the shock, Ye Chen's roar of shock sounded from the sea of ​​thunder. This sentence was to the sky. Even though he was already covered in blood, he still had a huge fighting spirit and turned into a divine dragon with shining divine light, which was larger than any thunder dragon.

Now, the starry sky became even more lively. Including Ye Chen, there were ten dragons fighting in the sea of ​​thunder.

The viewer retreated because the sea of ​​thunder was expanding, from one hundred thousand feet to one hundred thousand feet, from one hundred thousand feet to one hundred thousand feet, from one hundred thousand feet to one hundred twenty thousand feet, without any stopping, swallowing up the starry sky.

Ye Chen was constantly injured and was beaten back to his human form more than once.

However, the Thunder Dragon could not stop him. Not only did he fail to swallow him, he was cut one after another.

In the fierce battle, Ye Chen's holy body was in Nirvana, and Taoist law was also transforming. Every pore in his body was swallowing and spitting out the power of thunder. Perhaps only the domineering him dared to be so strong.

It took me a long time to see the thunder sea collapsed, and was pierced by Ye Chen with one punch, and destroyed it in the starry sky.

The sea of ​​thunder dissipates, and there will be no more thunder dragons.

The thunder dying out, revealing the devastated starry sky, and also revealing Ye Chen's staggering figure.

He was already covered in blood and bones, and he disappeared the human form he should have. The monstrous evil spirit lingers in the holy body, which makes people shocked.

"Have it done?" Someone was surprised.

"Then kill." A saint in the purple-clothed world of Daluo Sword Sect suddenly sacrificed the killing sword, but was stopped by a saint in the white-clothed world beside him.

"Why stop me?"

"The heavenly tribulation... is not over yet." The saint in white said, signaling the saint in purple to look up at the Piaomiao Xingtian. The saint in purple frowned slightly, subconsciously raised his head, but his old eyes narrowed slightly.

"Then...what is that?" Not only were they watching, nearly one million monks present also raised their heads.

There was a fairy light pouring over the sky, and every ray of fairy light was lingering with thunder, intertwined, and merged into a misty figure. To be more precise, what was formed was a beautiful figure.

It was a woman, white clothes were as beautiful as snow, not stained with dust in the world at all. She was like a fairy who came to the earth in the world, with lotus steps and gorgeous petals, but she couldn't see her face clearly. She only knew that she was holy and flawless, like a lotus in the prosperous age, and every trace of hair was dyed with divine glow.

this....!

Everyone was stunned and stared at Jiuxiao in a daze. This was the first time that the human-shaped heavenly disaster had been seen.

Ye Chen also looked up and looked at the woman in white. Outsiders could not see her appearance, but he could see that it was a peerless face, which was more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen.

Suddenly, Ye Chen's holy body trembled, and his expression became dazed. He stared at the peerless face in a daze, just like the first time he saw that face a hundred years ago, which was intoxicating.

Zixuan!

Ye Chen murmured, just a few words, but it brought endless vicissitudes.
Chapter completed!