Jiang Chen held the Shenyan flag in his hand, and he was invincible, dancing in the wind, stirring up the universe, and 100,000 gods and souls, all of which became trembling at this moment, because the golden thunder that broke the Xiaoxiaoxiaoxiao was really terrible. Thousands of souls will turn into ashes, and this time the power of thunder is even more rapid!
The thunder was overwhelming, and the voice boomed, as if there was a feeling of splitting the world, which made people feel terrified.
"No! I can't die, I can't die! I've already died once, and I still want to return to the throne."
A powerhouse at the peak of the Divine King Realm has a look of fear on his face, because even the Divine Soul of the Divine King Realm has no resistance at all. Facing such a terrifying thunder calamity, he can only sigh.
"How could this be? This lunatic has come to Thunder Tribulation at this time. Isn't he afraid that he will be killed by Thunder Tribulation?"
"Lord God Emperor, save us."
"It's terrifying. When this thunder disaster comes, we may be left with no bones."
"No, we can't stop this thunder robbery at all."
Countless divine souls have already begun to flee, but Jiang Chen has already made preparations to fight against the thunder tribulation, let the thunder calamity come down, and kill 100,000 divine souls!
This was his plan, but what he didn't expect was that there were still a lot of ninth-level Immortal Emperors who were unwilling to leave, but chose to stick to their positions here, and would rather die than leave, and would not believe Jiang Chen.
"Give me all to die, what can one hundred thousand souls do to me? Hahaha."
Jiang Chen laughed loudly, and the thunder also fell. The terrifying power of thunder, like a sea of thunder, descended on Mount Sumeru within a radius of hundreds of miles, and all the souls could not escape bad luck.
At this moment, even Gongyang Juemu, Xian Yuhu and others could only retreat quickly, and they did not dare to put themselves in the sea of thunder. The chains of lightning that were shimmering with tears seemed to be a flood of beasts between the heavens and the earth. When they descended, the screams were deafening and tragic.
"Jiang Chen, you have to die, you lunatic, why did you kill us. We have no grievances with you. Ah—"
"We won't let you go even if we are ghosts, Jiang Chen, you are a smasher."
"Jiang Chen, I don't share the sky with you!"
Countless ninth-level Immortal Emperors were excited and roared again and again. They vented all their anger on Jiang Chen. In their eyes, it was Jiang Chen who wanted to kill them, and Jiang Chen was the culprit who killed them.
However, they completely forgot that Jiang Chen wanted to save them before, but they were completely unmoved. They just wanted to complete the redemption themselves and would rather die than give up, but at this time, they thought of Jiang Chen. Some were looking for him for their lives, and some were looking for him for help, but Jiang Chen was not omnipotent. At this time, the thunder tribulation had already come, and there was a sea of thunder in a radius of 100 miles, and no one could save them.
In the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, the ninth-level Immortal Emperors who were sucked into it by Jiang Chen all sucked in a breath of cold air. No one could survive such a terrifying thunder sea. They were very fortunate that they did not die. Because Jiang Chen was there, they would not worry at all. In this Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, they could clearly see the terrifying thunder sea outside, as if it had descended on them.
But those thunder seas couldn't hurt them at all.
Jiang Chen held the banner and danced the universe. In the sea of thunder, he stood proudly, absorbing the power of thunder, and the dragon patterns in his body became more and more, like a golden statue of the god of war.
There was no trace of pity in Jiang Chen's eyes. Because these people are not worthy of sympathy at all. He thought about helping each other, but in the end, he was rejected. He couldn't bear to see so many people from different immortal worlds soaring up, so he didn't even have the chance to enter the gods. , was beheaded, but some people are arrogant and conceited, such a thing is inevitable.
Jiang Chen couldn't change everyone's opinion. He originally just wanted to kill 100,000 souls, but the rest of the people were killed by the slaughter. Under such circumstances, he has already done his best.
Jiang Chen is worthy of others and his heart. At this time, he looks down on everyone. This is his life! This is their doom.
In the sound of mourning, more and more people felt the fragility of life. Tens of thousands of souls and ninth-level immortal emperors were completely reduced to ashes in this sea of thunder.
Jiang Chen put away the Shenyan flag, pointed his sword at the void, and greeted the last thunderbolt. Jiang Chen's expression was also extremely solemn. At this time, Mount Sumeru, the 100,000 souls, had all been reduced to ashes, and the godheads were all over Mount Sumeru.
And those ninth-level Immortal Emperors who didn't listen to the advice were completely turned into a wisp of blue smoke. Jiang Chen would not have any guilt. This is what they asked for, and it was their own fault. They had already done it all. All of them are full of gratitude to him.
"Jiang Chen is really too powerful. At the pinnacle of the ninth-level Immortal Emperor, he can beat the False God level. It's a miracle."
"I'm very fortunate that I wasn't arrogant and conceited back then."
"Maybe this is life. Jiang Chen saved us, but also killed those who didn't know what to do."
Jiang Xinxin stepped out in one step, stood in front of those people, and said lightly:
"These people were not killed by Young Master Jiang Chen, but because they couldn't see the situation clearly and were killed by Tianlei. It's their clumsy eyes."
No one can refute Jiang Xinxin, because her words are indeed right.
"It's gone, it's gone. All the gods and souls were killed by this bastard Jiang Chen. Killing 100,000 gods and souls is simply a peerless lunatic."
Xian Yuhu murmured that their brothers' efforts over the years were all in vain, which made Xian Yuhu feel a huge sense of frustration. In the past, in the tomb of the gods, no one could compete with them, even Gongyang Juemu was not willing to provoke existences like them.
Gongyang Juemu also smiled bitterly, hating Jiang Chen to the core.
"I will never die with you!"
So many gods and souls were all destroyed in one fell swoop, no one served him anymore, and his plan to return to the divine position might have to be delayed for another thousand years, or even ten thousand years.
"Now, we can't get in either."
Gongyang Juemu murmured, "Breaking Xiaoxiao's golden thunder, the last thunder calamity will be filled with the power of violent thunder, and Jiang Chen will definitely not be able to survive it.
"Little brat, I want to see how long you can last."
Xian Yuhu also thinks the same way. This Xiaoxiao Xiaojin Lei, without the strength of the gods, is absolutely unbearable. How many peaks of the gods and human beings are separated on this layer.