Section 808

Zhang Yuhe didn't think about anything.

The outer Renshui lightning absorption array supported thousands of layers of blue light curtains.

The light curtain was as stable as Mount Tai.

In the inner circle of the Galaxy Island.

The sword energy light curtain supported by the Nine Heavens Hunyuan Sword Array.

There were countless layers.

Under the full urging of Zhang Yuhe.

After the sword energy light curtain was shattered by the heavenly tribulation, it quickly returned to normal.

Zhang Yuhe at this time.

Relying on these two large arrays, he fought a tug-of-war with the heavenly tribulation.

It depends on who can hold on to the end.

But Zhang Yuhe has confidence.

His vast Dantian sea, like the universe, provides the sword array with a vast and endless immortal energy.

Zhang Yuhe believes.

Only the blessing effect of the Hunyuan Guiyi magical power is still continuing.

He can keep going.

There is no need to worry about collapse due to insufficient successors.

As Zhang Yuhe's strength continues to improve.

The duration of the Hunyuan Guiyi magical power is no longer comparable to the past.

At the beginning.

The Hunyuan Guiyi magical power can only last for less than a quarter of an hour at most.

However, now.

Zhang Yuhe can make this magical power last for at least an hour.

He doesn't believe it.

The last wave of terrifying golden thunder can continue to bombard him for an hour.

It's not that perverted.

...

The golden thunder is like a storm, pouring madly on the Milky Way Island.

At this time, Zhang Yuhe is like a reef in the sea, standing firmly on the high platform.

The sky is full of golden clouds, thunder is raging, and the remaining power of the heavenly tribulation rolls up huge waves.

The doomsday scene swept across the entire South China Sea Fairyland.

I don't know when it will end.

Countless cultivators in the entire fairyland watched all this silently.

The shock in everyone's heart has long been beyond description.

On the Milky Way Peak.

The Taoist ancestors walked back and forth anxiously.

Then they looked eagerly towards the distant South China Sea Fairyland.

"Why hasn't it ended yet? How can such a fierce calamity last so long?"

"I don't know, just wait."

"I really want to get closer to the South Sea Fairyland and take a look over there."

"Such a terrible calamity, I don't know how Sect Master Zhang survived."

"Don't seek death, the South Sea Fairyland is absolutely barren now."

"Even if you get a little closer, you will be directly blasted into slag by the terrible calamity."

"Yeah, we can't even get a little closer."

"But Sect Master Zhang can, in the center of the calamity, and has been holding on until now."

"It's incredible."

An Tianzuo looked into the distance and said lightly.

"Sect Master Zhang has great power, he can hold on until now, which means he can continue to hold on."

"Just wait."

"He should be able to survive this calamity."

Everyone nodded silently.

Some things have a limit.

As long as you can bear the limit, you can continue to bear it.

Looking at the thunder in the distance.

Everyone actually knows.

Zhang Yuhe has already endured the limit of this calamity.

As for the remaining heavenly tribulations, it was nothing more than a tug-of-war.

Everyone believed.

Zhang Yuhe would win the final victory in this tug-of-war.

The heavenly tribulations on the Galaxy Island continued.

The golden thunder swept and raged.

But under the interception of the sword formation.

These golden thunders did not even advance to the range of tens of millions of miles from Zhang Yuhe.

Although the golden thunders were very fierce and the number was terrifying.

But this was far from reaching Zhang Yuhe's limit.

Zhang Yuhe believed.

Even if the power of the heavenly tribulation was stronger, he could withstand it.

Time passed slowly.

The golden ocean in the sky began to fade and become thinner.

Seeing this situation.

Zhang Yuhe breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew.

This heavenly tribulation would soon pass.

After a while.

As the last wave of thunder fell.

The golden light dissipated, and there were no clouds in the sky.

The sky became clear again.

Waves of immortal sounds seemed to be gently transmitted from the distant sky.

Golden lotuses appeared out of thin air.

Slowly falling to the ground.

Immortal sounds lingered, and golden lotuses fell from the void.

This was a gift from the Heavenly Dao, and also a celebration for the cultivators.

The Heavenly Dao congratulated Zhang Yuhe for successfully advancing to the Void God Realm.

This is the last realm in the Immortal Realm.

Normally speaking.

In the primitive world, the limit of cultivators is the Void God Realm.

After reaching the Void God Realm.

You have to leave the Immortal Realm and find a new direction.

It's a pity.

The way out of the Immortal Realm has long been blocked by the Supreme True God.

Otherwise.

How could those Daozu Emperors be trapped in the Immortal Realm?

Zhang Yuhe looked into the distance.

Listening to the immortal sounds lingering and watching the golden lotuses falling.

He muttered to himself in his heart.

"Wait, the road ahead will soon open up."

It was as if some unknown existence had heard Zhang Yuhe's ambition.

The fairy music became more and more cheerful, and the golden lotuses falling in the sky became more and more numerous.

Zhang Yuhe suddenly had an inexplicable enlightenment in his heart.

Perhaps this fairyland was encouraging them to go out.