"die!"

Tai Chi evolved into thirty-six heavens, the earth and cauldron separated the seventy-two levels, and the body turned into the Tai Chi divine court.

This scene is enough to shock the world, but no one has a deeper feeling than the Tian Yao!

Because with An Qisheng's actions, his perception of the Huangji Continent became blurred. This feeling seemed to an ordinary person suddenly lost control of his eyes, ears, mouth, nose, fingers and limbs!

This is unprecedented!

After being shocked, there is the destructive and killing intention that has risen to the extreme.

Boom!

The void seems to have lost its meaning at this moment.

The moment the will of the heavenly demon shook and led, thunders that crossed the galaxy had already struck the Tai Chi Divine Court!

Bang!

The sky was shaking, the divine court trembled, and there were countless palaces in it shaking, and some floating islands were burned by one blow.

The thunder sound rolled, the lightning was burning, and it seemed to flood everything for a moment.

Many people watching from thousands of miles away all felt their bodies trembling, and this sea of ​​stars had become an ocean of lightning.

The many stars that originally existed all dissipated like smoke.

"Is this the thunder tribulation of enlightenment..."

Some master murmured to himself, his mind trembling.

Even the masters of the kings, including Long Aotian, were silent, but not just shocked, but were even more focused on this thunder tribulation.

There is solemnity and a faint expectation.

If the Yuanyang King had not survived the thunder tribulation...

This cannot be told, but the thought that flashed in my heart made Long Aotian feel a little throbbing, but it was just a little throbbing.

Needless to say, the thunder tribulation is extremely fierce. The Yuanyang King has infinite combat power that is close to the supreme, and no one can interrupt his tribulation.

boom!

The sea of ​​thunder rolled, spreading, and expanding.

Later, even Feng Xinglie and others were unable to gain a foothold near the ground, so they retreated three times in succession, and only then did they see the scene of flashing and disappearing in the sea of ​​thunder.

The circulating heaven was greatly damaged by this baptism of thunder. The sunset was torn apart and the floating island collapsed, except for the temple surrounded by immortal light.

It seems that everything has been completely destroyed.

But the origin of the Chongtian is not damaged, and everything that is destroyed is derived from the interweaving of laws and principles, welcoming a new round of thunder baptism.

This scene repeats itself, like endless.

With just a glance, everyone could see that this scene had been circulating countless times. Between destruction and rebirth, a different kind of aura was emitted.

"No! This is not a tribulation!"

Feng Xinglie's eyes condensed. The thunder knife he held was a quasi-imperial weapon formed by the ancient Overlord refining ten thousand thunders, which contained the inheritance of the Overlord.

There are many people who practice thunder laws in the world, but there are almost no ones who can compare with him.

After staring at him for a long time, he finally realized something was wrong.

The "Divine Court" transformed by King Yuanyang, or the magical power, did not really fight back, but instead deliberately guided the thunder to strike.

It seems that I want to refine myself with thunder!

"Induce thunder and refine your body!"

Chu Mengyao raised her eyebrows and saw the mystery.

The heavenly tribulation is the most familiar catastrophe that countless people who are determined to attain enlightenment are even afraid and long for.

But with the strength that King Yuanyang had shown before, there was no reason to allow thunder to accumulate destructive aura. Is this going to lead to the thunder tribulation to refine the body?

"I want to use my hand to temper my magical powers?"

What Chu Mengyao and others saw was naturally noticed by the Heavenly Demon earlier. He roared angrily, and his powerful will kept sweeping across the Tai Chi Divine Court:

"I have lived there for billions of years. I have never seen anything that cannot be destroyed in the world. Spirits and all things are destroyed, but I will last forever!"

His will is the strongest universe, sweeping endlessly, and the vast thunder and clouds cannot be compared with it. Everything goes into ashes wherever he passes, and the Tai Chi Divine Court collapses for it.

But after the destruction craze, there was another round of rebirth, and the intertwined principles were revived in the destruction, and the flow of the new Tai Chi divine court was nurtured.

In the towering divine court and the interweaving of endless laws, it can be seen that An Qisheng's will is flashing and blooming. No matter how little sparks are, it is as bright as the sky.

"The world of cultivation has many disadvantages. It has evolved from true form to eleven steps in the nine realms for 30 million years. Heaven and earth have existed for billions of years. What you can use is still thunder tribulation, heavenly punishment..."

There seemed to be thousands of gods emerging in the Tai Chi Divine Court, bowing to the central palace together. With endless principles in mind, An Qisheng's voice with a sigh echoed in the vast world:

"It's only then that I realized that immortal eternal past is the Tao. Just living for a long time is nothing worth boasting about..."

Ordinary people seek immortality because they are greedy for the past and are unwilling to let go of the present.

The monk seeks immortality, which is to long for the future and hopes for endless and eternal past.

Although they seek to survive at the same time, their meanings are completely different.

Otherwise, Pang Wanyang would not have been in a flash in the pan for tens of thousands of years. An Qisheng understood this by cultivators who seek Taoism rather than immortality.

But not everyone understands it.

boom!

The sound of sigh echoes the sea of ​​stars, the void, and spreads even more into the Emperor's Great.

At this time, Emperor Ji had already undergone earth-shaking changes, in the eyes of countless monks, either terrifying or horrifying.

The continents that are divided beyond the world are moving at a speed that seems slow but are actually faster than any monk, and seem to be about to reunite.

On the sky, there are thousands of rays of rays, billions of fairy lights, and divine lights hanging like waterfalls, filling every inch of the void, with deep Taoism.

Invisible, a monk was shocked to realize that the inspiration between heaven and earth was changing, as if an invisible barrier was peeling off from itself.

The meticulous sensing seemed to be unchanged, but the body and mind suddenly felt an unspeakable sense of freedom. Liberation seemed to be like carrying the shackles that had been carried for countless years and were opened.

"Rich, ridiculous!"

An Qisheng's words seemed to have attracted the deeper anger of the Heavenly Demon. His will swept away, causing thousands of lightning to rush straight into the depths of the void:

"If you want to go against the will of heaven, do you know what heaven is?!"

Wow~

A gentle whimper spread from the extreme of the void.

It looks like a god howling, like a ghost crying, the void of heaven and earth is trembling, it is a wave that is indescribable, and seems to exist or does not exist.

It is not as powerful as the thunder tribulation, nor as violent as the heavenly punishment. When it emerges, all those who are watching, all those who hear, the stars everywhere, inside and outside the Emperor, all the clans and spirits are all cold in their hearts.

"What is that..."

Feng Xinglie's heart was shocked and he was extremely focused. He felt that there were slight sounds of gurgling water that could not be suppressed by the void.

water?

Where does the water come from after the broken void?

Not only Feng Xinglie, many of the founding kings, including Chu Mengyao, Di Amitabha, and Long Aotian, were shocked and confused.

"What is this?"

In the vast yellow sand of the sea, Qi Cang was raising his eyes and concentrating his mind. The divine light flashed in his double pupils, but he used his pupil technique to observe the whole story of the battle.

Double pupils are flooded.

After nearly two thousand years of cultivation, although he did not urgently find the merits of his previous life, his double pupils have reached great success, and even the strong man who has won the king's eyesight cannot be compared with him.

Because of this, when watching the game, he is much further apart.

But at this time, when Feng Xinglie and others only heard the sound of water, his eyes had already penetrated the void and saw nothingness.

One glance at it for thousands of years!

boom!

It was like a thunder exploding in my mind!

Qi Cangru was killed by lightning and suddenly stepped back. Two lines of blood and tears were flowing down from the corners of his eyes, but he seemed to be unaware of it. His red double pupils were still staring at the nothingness:

"This, this is..."

In nothingness, there is a "long river" surrounded by endless divine light.

The "long river" seems to appear and appear, like a dream or an illusion, but it is not a long river in the ordinary sense, because what constitutes this long river is not water or inspiration.

But endless magical pictures!

It seems that the composition of all the years that have happened in this world from ancient times to the present, rolling and flowing, not knowing its origin or its end.

It seems that there is the past and the future.
To be continued...