Chapter 1318 Overbearing Thunder

let go!

In the vast starry sky, the sound of drinking is like thunder.

There are more than a dozen saints, hundreds of quasi-sages, and 500,000 monks of the Daluo Sword Sect. Their silhouettes are like a vast ocean, covering the starry sky for 100,000 miles. Heavy and cold, the crushed starry sky was shaken by it.

Compared with them, Ye Chen, who was surrounded in the center, was slightly thinner, like a drop in the ocean.

This is a dead end. As a self-proclaimed immortal, he has no possibility of escape. No matter how powerful the Ancient Saint Physique is, it can't match this lineup. He may be instantly killed at any time.

"Let go." The five hundred thousand monks of Daluo Sword Sect raised their swords and pointed at Ye Chen. The sword clanged and murderous aura pierced the sky. It was a pair of vicious eyes with ghostly faces, very ferocious.

"There is a way to grab it." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, and before he could finish his sentence, a bright rainbow rushed out from the cap of his sky, rushed away into the night, and went straight into the vast starry sky, causing the starry sky to tremble.

Immediately, there was a thunderous sound in the vast starry sky.

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The Great Luo Sword Sect sage frowned, subconsciously raised his head.

Da Luo Jianzong's no one hundred thousand monks also frowned and raised their faces.

The spectators also frowned at this, and collectively looked up.

But looking at the sky, there are strands of nebula intertwined and merged into a chaotic sea of ​​clouds. The sea of ​​clouds seems to have spirits, and waves rise without wind, and the waves are surging, swallowing pieces of starlight.

boom!

There was another thunderclap, and the starry sky trembled again, and the chaotic sea of ​​clouds in the sky began to be torn apart by thunder and lightning.

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

"The catastrophe of the holy body." Everyone took a step back in shock. There are nearly a million monks in the starry sky of one hundred thousand feet. Imagining the scene of millions of monks crossing the catastrophe together, it should be devastating.

"Back, back quickly." The strong man of Da Luo Jianzong fled in all directions in a hurry, running faster than a rabbit.

"Back?" Ye Chen sneered, shrinking the ground into an inch step by step, and slipped into the shadow of Da Luo Jianzong like a wave, and at this moment, the sky and thunder also came, with him as the center, people within a radius of 100,000 feet, All the people who were pulled passively responded, and the figures in pieces turned into fly ash.

"Bastard." The Great Luo Sword Sect Saint was furious, although he cursed, he fled away one by one.

"Asshole." The 500,000 monks of Da Luo Jianzong also shouted angrily, but their feet were not idle, and they all fled wildly. Ye Chen is a dead star, and it is right to stay away from him.

Ye Chen's figure is like a ghost, and he has given full play to his shameless spirit, and he will join in wherever there are many people.

The sky is full of thunder and thunder, wherever Ye Chen goes, he follows him, everywhere, there will be patches of people turning into blood mist, even the escaped soul will not escape bad luck, and the real ashes will be wiped out.

The starry sky was lively again, it was a huge scene, the 500,000 monks of Da Luo Jianzong were struck by the thunder, and not only the quasi-sages, but also the saints were smashed and flew all over the sky.

The corners of the monks watching the battle twitched fiercely.

More than a dozen saints, hundreds of quasi-sages, and half a million monks of the Great Luo Sword Sect were chased by an emperor and ran around in the starry sky. It should be a myth that such a picture will be passed down to future generations.

Someone counted it carefully, and in just a dozen breaths, the monks of Da Luo Jianzong who were struck to death by Lei Jie cost no less than 100,000, which is not considered disabled.

This is worse than war.

Watching and watching, the spectators backed away, for fear that that bitch Ye Chen would suddenly come to visit them. .

puff!

Ye Chen was injured, and was sent flying horizontally by a thunderbolt.

After getting up in embarrassment, he didn't dare to waste any more time. After all, this was his catastrophe, so he couldn't be careless.

Under the attention of all the people, this guy defied the sky and killed Jiuxiao, and Bahuang smashed out the Lingtian Thunder with one punch.

His actions offended the will of the heavens, and more thunderbolts fell from the sky, each one was extremely strong, and each one carried the power of destroying heaven and earth, trying to crush them alive.

It was a gorgeous picture, one after another thunder intertwined, like the Milky Way pouring down, like light rain flying.

Seeing that Ye Chen turned around to fight against Lei Jie, the Da Luo Sword Sect powerhouse stopped.

At this moment, of the 500,000 monks of Da Luo Jianzong, there are less than 300,000 monks left, and hundreds of thousands of monks have all died under the catastrophe.

asshole!

The saint of Daluo Sword Sect gritted his teeth, his face was ferocious, and his figure was also in embarrassment. Even if the saint was out of the world, he would not dare to provoke Heavenly Tribulation easily, let alone Holy Body Heavenly Tribulation.

war!

Ye Chen's voice trembled the starry sky, like a God of War in the Eight Desolation, still going up against the sky, one after another thunderbolt was blasted by his fists, tempering the holy body with thunder calamity, and tempering the chaotic way with divine punishment.

He fought all the way up from below, and none of the mighty thunderbolts could smash it into pieces. It seemed that the so-called will of God was a big joke and would be crushed by it.

The face of the viewer changed again.

I have seen a strong one, but I have never seen such a strong one, that is God's punishment! It was so vulnerable.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the Nine Heavens in amazement. Ye Chen, whose whole body was covered with golden light, was more dazzling than the sun. He was really like a god of war, overwhelming the universe.

boom!

Still attracting everyone's attention, Ye Chen hit Misty Stars all the way 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 apart the chaotic clouds and broke through the confinement of the heavens.

break!

Ye Chen roared, and punched Jiuxiao, blasting through the chaotic cloud representing the will of heaven and earth.

However, the difference from a hundred years ago is that the chaotic cloud that was blasted through instantly healed, and hundreds of millions of thunders gathered, and then a nine-colored lightning appeared, splitting Ye Chen to the ground.

However, the catastrophe did not stop because of his fall, and the thunderbolts still struck down one after another like that.

The starry sky was stained with blood, the fallen Ye Chen, the split blood bones flew across, every drop of holy blood was very dazzling, he was like a doomsday god of war, his whole body was somewhat annihilated.

Above the nine heavens, the thunder was even more powerful, one after another, intertwined into a sea of ​​thunder, soaring down the sky, covering the starry sky of a hundred thousand feet, Ye Chen, who had stabilized his figure just now, was engulfed on the spot.

open!

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

With the sound of the dragon's chant, a nine-headed giant dragon appeared in the sea of ​​thunder of 100,000 feet, and rushed towards Ye Chen with a domineering thunder, spitting out thunder and lightning, and approached Ye Chen's primordial spirit, trying to kill Ye Chen's real body.

Ye Chen was extremely powerful, the sea of ​​thunder trembled step by step, his golden hand was covered with seal characters, and he wiped out five thunder dragons with one palm, then he drew out his sword and cut out a galaxy, and the remaining four dragons were also killed Killing, the dominance of the holy body once again horrified the power of the Quartet.噺⒏⑴The full text of the text is the fastest んττρs:/м.χ八⑴zщ.còм/

However, not only was the thunder disaster unfinished, but it was even more violent.

The nine-headed thunder dragon was beheaded, and Lei Hai turned into another nine-headed thunder dragon, which was even more powerful.

Ye Chen sacrificed the sky-killing halberd to fight the thunder dragon.

boom! boom!

Lei Hai was not calm anymore, the sound of dragon chant and thunder danced together.

Although Ye Chen is powerful in battle, the thunder dragon seems to be endless. Every time one is killed, another one will transform into another, and one is more powerful than the other, and the other is more domineering than the other.

At this moment, even his mighty holy body was battered, and the starry sky was stained with blood.

"It's too strong." Outside of Lei Hai, the faces of the viewers turned paler again.

"Thunder dragons one after the other, can't they kill them all? What kind of catastrophe is this? It takes life and death to complete the catastrophe?"

"And the power of each brontosaurus is not weaker than the quasi-sage!"

"He beheaded at least a hundred heads!"

"As far as the emperor's realm is concerned, it's against the sky!" An older monk took a deep breath. The huge picture made the people who watched it tremble with fear. If it were them, it would have been swallowed up long ago.

"You can't destroy me." Amidst the shock, Ye Chen's sky-shattering roar sounded in the sea of ​​thunder. This sentence is to say to the sky, even though he is bloody, he is still full of fighting spirit and turned into a head The shining dragon is bigger than any brontosaurus.

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

The viewers retreated, because the sea of ​​thunder continued to expand, from one hundred thousand feet to one hundred thousand feet, and from one hundred thousand feet to twelve thousand feet, without any sign of stopping, swallowing up pieces of starry sky.

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

However, Thunder Dragon still couldn't stop his footsteps, not only failed to swallow him, but was beheaded head by head by him.

During the fierce battle, Ye Chen's holy body was in Nirvana, and Taoism was also transforming. Every pore of his body was filled with 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 Lei Hai bursting, pierced by Ye Chen's punch, and destroyed in the starry sky.

The sea of ​​thunder dissipated, and there was no thunder dragon anymore.

The thunder was annihilated, revealing the devastated starry sky, as well as Ye Chen's staggering figure.

He was already dripping with blood and bones, and he had lost his proper human form, and the monstrous evil spirit lingered around the holy body, which shocked people who watched it.

"Have you carried it?" Someone said in surprise.

"Then kill." A purple-clothed saint of Da Luo Jianzong suddenly sacrificed his killing sword, but was stopped by a white-clothed saint beside him.

"Why stop me."

"Heavenly Tribulation...isn't over yet." The white-clothed saint said, motioning the purple-clothed saint to look up at the ethereal starry sky. The purple-clothed saint 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.

Immortal light poured down from the sky above, and every ray of immortal light lingered around the thunder and intertwined together, merging into a ethereal figure, more precisely, what merged into was a beautiful figure.

It was a woman, dressed in white as snow, unstained by the mortal dust, really like a fairy in the nine heavens, with lotus steps, accompanied by gorgeous petals, but she couldn't see her face clearly, only knew that she was holy and flawless, like a A flourishing lotus flower, every strand of hair is dyed with divine glow.

this....!

Everyone was stunned, looking up at Jiuxiao in a daze, this was the first time seeing the human form of Heavenly Tribulation.

Ye Chen also raised his head and looked at the woman in white. Outsiders couldn't see her face, but he could tell 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 stared blankly at that peerless face, as if seeing that face for the first time a hundred years ago, making people intoxicated.

Zi Xuan!

Ye Chen murmured, only two words, but with endless vicissitudes.