Let him go!
In the vast starry sky, the shouts are like thunder.
The Daluo Sword Sect has more than a dozen saints, hundreds of quasi-sages, and half a million monks. Their figures are like a vast ocean, covering a hundred thousand miles of starry sky. Each one of them shines with divine light, even brighter than the stars. Their murderous intent, Heavy and cold, the starry sky was shaken by it.
Compared to them, Ye Chen, who was surrounded in the center, looked slightly thinner, like a drop in the ocean.
This is a dead end. He who calls himself Immortal Eye has no possibility of escaping. No matter how powerful the ancient holy body is, it can't beat this kind of lineup. He may be killed instantly at any time.
"Let him go." The five hundred thousand monks of Daluo Sword Sect all raised their swords and pointed at Ye Chen. The swords clanged, and their murderous intent reached the sky. There were pairs of vicious eyes, and their faces were like ghosts, very ferocious.
"Come and grab it if you have the guts." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, and before he finished speaking, a bright divine rainbow rushed out from his Tianling Cap, rushed towards the night, and penetrated into the vast starry sky, making the starry sky tremble.
Immediately, there was a sound of thunder in the vast starry sky.
Um
The saint of Daluo Sword Sect frowned and subconsciously raised his head.
The hundred thousand monks of Daluo Sword Sect also frowned and raised their faces.
The spectators also frowned and looked up collectively.
But in the sky, there are actually wisps of nebulae intertwined, forming a chaotic sea of clouds. The sea of clouds seems to have spirits, and the waves are rising without wind, and the waves are huge, 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 be torn apart by thunder and lightning, and a coercion that made the starry sky tremble came down from the sky, making it difficult to breathe.
"Heavenly calamity." The saint of Daluo Sword Sect suddenly changed his expression.
"The Heavenly Tribulation of the Holy Body." Everyone was so shocked that they collectively took a step back. There were nearly a million monks in the starry sky of 100,000 feet. To go through the Heavenly Tribulation here, everyone would passively respond to the calamity, and everyone could also It would be devastating to imagine millions of monks going through the tribulation together.
"Retreat, retreat quickly." The strong man from Daluo Sword Sect hurriedly fled in all directions, running faster than a rabbit.
"Retreat?" Ye Chen sneered, shrunk down to an inch in one step, and slipped into the crowd of people of the Great Luo Sword Sect. At this moment, the Heavenly Tribulation and the Thunder were also coming. With him as the center, the people within a radius of one hundred thousand feet, They were all pulled passively to accept the disaster, and the figures turned into ashes.
"Bastard." The Saint of Daluo Sword Sect was furious. Although he cursed, he ran away one by one.
"Bastard." The five hundred thousand monks of Daluo Sword Sect also shouted angrily, but they were not idle at all. One by one they ran away wildly. Ye Chen was a dead star, so just stay away from him.
Ye Chen looks like a ghost, giving full play to his shameless spirit and joining in wherever there are many people.
Thunder filled the sky like a shadow, following Ye Chen wherever he went. Everywhere he went, dozens of figures would turn into blood mist. Even the soul that had escaped could not escape its misfortune and was truly wiped out.
The starry sky became lively again, and it was a huge scene. There were half a million monks from the Great Luo Sword Sect, and they were turned upside down by the thunder. Not only the quasi-sages, but also the saints were flying all over the sky.
The corners of the mouths of the monks watching the battle twitched fiercely.
More than a dozen saints, hundreds of quasi-sages, and half a million monks from the Great Luo Sword Sect were actually being chased by an emperor in the starry sky. Such a scene should be passed down to later generations as a myth.
Someone counted carefully and found that in just a dozen breaths, no less than one hundred thousand Daluo Sword Sect monks were killed by the thunderstorm. This did not include the disabled. This was more tragic than war.
As they watched, the spectators backed away, fearing that bitch Ye Chen would suddenly come to visit them. That was the divine tribulation of the Holy Body, and it was no joke. He would become a scumbag if he was not careful. .
puff!
Ye Chen was injured and was struck by a bolt of lightning and flew away.
Standing up in embarrassment, he didn't dare to mess around anymore. After all, this was his catastrophe, so he couldn't be careless.
Under the attention of everyone, this guy defied the sky and killed Jiuxiao, and Bahuang destroyed the Lingtian Thunder with one punch.
His actions offended the will of God, and more thunderbolts fell from the sky. Each one was extremely strong, and each one also carried the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, trying to crush him alive.
It was a gorgeous scene, with thunder and lightning intertwining, pouring like the Milky Way, and flying like light and rain.
Seeing Ye Chen turn around to fight against Lei Jie, the strong man from Daluo Sword Sect stopped.
At this moment, of the 500,000 monks of Daluo Sword Sect, there are only less than 300,000 left, and hundreds of thousands of monks have died under the catastrophe.
asshole!
The saints of the Daluo Sword Sect gnashed their teeth, their faces were ferocious, and their bodies were all in a miserable state. Even if the saints were detached from the world, they would not dare to easily provoke the heavenly tribulation, let alone the holy body's heavenly tribulation.
war!
Ye Chen's shout shook the starry sky, like a war god from the Eight Desolations, still rising up against the sky, one after another of thunder was destroyed by his punches, tempering the holy body with thunder tribulation, and tempering the path of chaos with divine punishment.
He hit it all the way up from below, and none of the thunderbolts could break it into pieces, as if this so-called will of God was a big joke and was about to be crushed.
The expressions of the viewers changed again.
I have seen strong ones, but never such strong ones. That is divine punishment! It was so vulnerable.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the Nine Heavens Starry Sky in astonishment. Ye Chen, whose whole body was covered with golden light, was more dazzling than the sun. He was really like a God of War, filling the vastness of the world.
boom!
Still attracting everyone's attention, Ye Chen went all the way to the misty starry sky and saw the chaotic clouds.
That is God's will.
A hundred years ago in Dachu, when he advanced to the heavenly realm, he tore through the clouds of chaos and broke through the confinement of heaven.
break!
Ye Chen roared and punched the sky, blasting through the chaotic clouds that represented the will of heaven and earth.
However, what is different from a hundred years ago is that the chaotic cloud that was blasted through healed instantly. Billions of thunders gathered together, and then a nine-color thunder and lightning appeared, knocking Ye Chen down.
However, the catastrophe did not stop because of his fall, and the thunderbolts continued to strike one after another.
The starry sky was stained with blood. The fallen Ye Chen and the split bones were flying everywhere. Every drop of holy blood was very dazzling. He was like a doomsday god of war, with the fairy light all over his body annihilated.
Above the nine heavens, the thunder was even stronger. One after another, they intertwined into a sea of thunder, soaring down from the sky, covering hundreds of thousands of feet of starry sky. 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 sound of the dragon roared, and in the thunder sea of 100,000 feet, nine giant dragons appeared, rolling up the domineering thunder and rushing towards Ye Chen, spitting out thunder and lightning, approaching Ye Chen's soul, trying to kill Ye Chen's true body.
Ye Chen was extremely powerful. With one step, the sea of thunder trembled. His golden hands were covered with seal scripts. He wiped out five thunder dragons with one palm. Then he took out his sword and cut out a galaxy. The remaining four dragons were also killed. Cut off, the domineering power of the holy body once again shocked the forces in all directions.
However, not only was the thunder calamity not over, but it came even more violently.
The nine-headed thunder dragon was killed, and Lei Hai transformed into another nine-headed thunder dragon, which was even more powerful than the former.
Ye Chen sacrificed the sky-killing halberd and fought against the thunder dragon.
boom! boom!
The sea of thunder was no longer calm, and the roar of dragons and thunder danced together.
Although Ye Chen has great fighting power, he seems to be unable to kill all the thunder dragons. Every time he kills one, another one will appear, and each one is more tyrannical and domineering than the other.
At this moment, even his powerful holy body was beaten to pieces, and the starry sky was stained with blood.
"Too strong." Outside the sea of thunder, the faces of those watching turned pale again.
"Thunder dragons are killed one after another. Can't they finish them all? What kind of catastrophe is this? It takes a life and death to complete it?"
"And every thunder dragon is as powerful as a quasi-sage!"
"He must have killed hundreds of heads!"
"For the Emperor Realm, it is unbelievable!" Some older monks took a deep breath. Those who saw the huge scene were frightened. If it were them, they would have been swallowed up long ago.
"You can't kill me." Amidst the shock, Ye Chen's thunderous roar rang out from the sea of thunder. This sentence was said to the sky. Even though he was dripping with blood and bones, he still had a strong fighting spirit and transformed into a head. The shining divine dragon is bigger than any thunder dragon.
This time, the starry sky became even more lively. Counting Ye Chen, there were ten dragons fighting in the thunder sea.
The spectators backed away, because the thunder sea continued to expand, from one hundred thousand feet to eleven thousand feet, and from eleven thousand feet to twelve thousand feet, without stopping at all, swallowing up pieces of the starry sky.
Ye Chen was constantly injured and was knocked back to human form more than once.
However, the Thunder Dragon still couldn't stop him. Instead of being able to devour him, it killed him head after head.
In the tragic battle, Ye Chen's holy body was in Nirvana, and the Tao was also transforming. Every pore in his body was swallowing the power of thunder. Perhaps only the domineering him dared to be so strong.
I don't know how long it took before I saw the sea of thunder burst, punched through by Ye Chen, and destroyed in the starry sky.
The sea of thunder dissipated, and there was no more thunder dragon.
The thunder was annihilated, revealing the devastated starry sky and Ye Chen's staggering figure.
His bones were dripping with blood, and he no longer had the human form he should have. The overwhelming evil spirit lingered around the holy body, which was shocking to anyone who saw it.
"You've survived it?" someone said in surprise.
"Then kill." A purple-clothed saint from the Daluo Sword Sect suddenly launched his killing sword, but was stopped by a white-clothed saint beside him.
"Why stop me?"
"The heavenly calamity... is not over yet." The saint in white clothes said, motioning the saint in purple clothes to look up at the misty starry sky. The saint in purple clothes frowned slightly, subconsciously raised his head, but his old eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.
"Then... what is that?" Not only the two of them were watching, but the nearly one million monks present also raised their heads.
There is fairy light pouring down from the sky, and every ray of fairy light is lingering with thunder. They are intertwined and merged into a ethereal figure. To be more precise, what is formed is a beautiful shadow.
That was a woman, dressed in white as snow, not stained by the dust of the world at all. She was really like a fairy who descended from the nine heavens, with lotus steps and gorgeous petals, but her face could not be seen clearly. All she knew was that she was holy and flawless. A flourishing lotus flower, every strand of hair is dyed with divine glow.
this... .!
Everyone was stunned and looked up at the sky. This was the first time they saw the human form of Heavenly Tribulation.
Ye Chen also raised his head and looked at the woman in white. Outsiders couldn't see her appearance, but he could see that it was a peerless face, more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen.
Suddenly, Ye Chen's holy body trembled, and his expression became dazed. He looked at that peerless face in a daze, as if he had seen that face for the first time a hundred years ago, which was intoxicating.
Zi Xuan!
Ye Chen murmured, a few words, but with endless vicissitudes of life.