Su Ping felt the suppressed murderous intent emitted in the destruction of the world, and could not help but think of the countless dead human races in the federal universe, as well as the empty universe in the corpse of the ancestral god along the way, and the scenes of the mechanical race curled up in the dusty green glass world.

All of this is caused by the heavenly race.

"All races need to go through the test of heavenly tribes. The weak are crushed to pieces under heavenly tribes, and their lifelong practice is burned. Although the strong can survive the heavenly tribes and have a higher impact,... this is a disaster!"

"Why do I need to bear the disaster?!"

Su Ping's bones surged, and his body turned into hundreds of meters, thousands of meters, constantly rising like ancient gods and demons standing, and chaotic auras burst out from his body. These auras were surrounded by white smoke. His body reached tens of thousands of meters in a blink of an eye, like a huge peak, standing between heaven and earth, and 108 original Taoist texts emerged on his body.

These Taoist texts can form an immortal Taoist path.

If nothing unexpected happens to each primitive Chaos Clan, they can be promoted to the ancestral god, which is the blood inheritance!

But Su Ping did not choose this path, but instead condensed the immortal universe himself.

However, the 108 Taoist texts on his body have attracted each other and are about to condense into an immortal Tao. His body is comparable to the ancestor god. After all, he is a chaotic creature and is far from comparable to the body of the gods.

"Without the heavenly tribulation, all things can still practice freely and have the highest impact!" Su Ping's eyes showed an angry murderous intent. After knowing from the system that the heavenly tribulation really came from the heavenly tribulation, his rejection of the heavenly tribulation was even stronger. It was like he worked hard to live to 80 years old, but was thrown into a questionnaire by someone else. If the investigation failed, he would be eliminated directly, declaring that this life was meaningless.

It is obviously suppression and exploitation, but when it is used to it, sentient beings are proud to survive the heavenly tribulation.

"Life is not easy. There are already so many sufferings and thresholds, but another death disaster is set up!" Su Ping stared at the black catastrophe cloud with hatred in his eyes, "If you are the heaven, I will blow up this heaven. If you are the gods, I will break this path!"

Boom!

The black thunder and lightning illuminated Su Ping's cheek outline.

A black thunder pillar like an angry dragon suddenly came, as if punishing this rude human race.

Su Ping roared angrily, and a large piece of blood mist spewed out of his arms, which penetrated out of his pores, condensed into a blood-red giant sword in the void. He grabbed the hilt of the sword and slashed out suddenly.

All the sword styles in life are integrated into this moment and turned into the ultimate sword.

Destroy the catastrophe!

If God wants to destroy me, then he will destroy heaven!

If the disaster wants to punish me, I will destroy the disaster!

"roar!!"

The scarlet sword energy seemed to carry Su Ping's full of anger and hatred. The bloody light shone on the entire earth, stretching for billions of miles, passing through the eyes of countless emperors.

With a bang, the sword collided with the black tribulation that fell from the sky like a divine light that rose from the earth. The next moment, the blood light burst out, submerging the black tribulation, cutting off the thunder pillar, and piercing through the depths of the black tribulation.

A blood-colored gap was cracked in the center of the dark catastrophe cloud, like a strange open eye, but it slowly healed.

Su Ping did not stop, and the Immortal Universe emerged behind him. The light in the universe was extremely brilliant and suddenly burst.

The impact force of the universe burst was transmitted to Su Ping's body. Su Ping's arms seemed to shine with bloody red cracks, and the power of the fireworks-like avenue penetrated through Su Ping's palm, and condensed on the blood-colored sword.

Su Ping roared and slashed out the second sword again.

The power of this sword is like thunder, more powerful and sharper than the previous sword!

With a stubborn and unyielding will, he slashed into the sky.

"Good sword!"

In the void, several figures who came to see this sword felt that the blood was shook in front of them, and they felt a stunning feeling. They did not expect that this young man who was in the tribulation had mastered such a powerful ancestral mysterious skill.

"He actually tried to resist the World-Destroying Calamity, which is really courageous."

"When we passed the tribulation, we contracted the universe and struggled to support it, we finally got it over. This world-destroying tribulation is not a joke, and maybe the immortal universe will be completely annihilated."
Chapter completed!