Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1235 Three Dilemmas!
The facts are indeed as guessed by the man in golden armor, the master of Da Luo Palace and the unknown old man are the same person, and this is not an ordinary clone technique.

Soul Dividing Sacred Art!

What he practiced was a technique obtained by Da Luozong from the ancient times. When practicing in each realm, he had to split the holy soul, reshape himself, and then merge the two into one.

Whether it is the Old Sage or the Xeon, the Holy Soul is the most vulnerable place.

Every step is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will end up dead. Therefore, such harsh exercises were sealed up by Da Luozong, and then learned by the unknown old man.

No wonder, the master of Da Luo Palace is mysterious and low-key, and he is in order. It turns out that everything behind it is driven by the unknown old man.

A breath of peerless horror surged up, and a turbulent force spread throughout the sea of ​​death.

The two of them bloomed with the power of Yin and Yang at the same time.

The power of the unknown old man soared to the peak of the two-step ancient sage in an instant, and the tyrannical power of the world shook the ancient and modern.

The three seals of the ancient sages roared like invincible spears.

The nameless old man is extremely powerful. After becoming one with the master of the Daluo Palace, his aura has changed drastically, just like an emperor who rules the world. brilliant.

The rays of the sun flashed by, and each ray of breath could split the sky and suppress the eternity.

The real body of the unknown old man is here, and the brilliance in the dantian blooms, one after another miraculous pictures appear, and one after another strange magic evolves.

Although the three ancient sages are incomparably powerful, they are only a mark after all. When their strength is exhausted, how can they be against the unknown old man at the peak.

"If my real body is here, you will never be able to protect him, but if you want to survive the three calamities and nine calamities, for the past 10 years, you are only the Star Emperor alone, so you can beg him to successfully overcome the tribulations. "

The sun and the moon changed, and the universe reversed. Under the attack of the unknown old man, the three ancient sage seals were wiped out, leaving only a cold voice in the end.

The faces of many saints were dull, and the strength of this unknown old man, even with the three ancient saint marks, did not disturb even a single wave of fluctuation to Lu Feng's side.

"Three calamities and nine disasters are the most difficult holy catastrophe in ancient times, and Lu Feng has nine layers of catastrophe clouds, and the chance of surviving is so small that it is difficult to calculate. Now only the martial arts holy catastrophe can kill him!"

Without the mark of the Old Sage, that crack in space is like an insurmountable gap.

Many emperor pilgrims trembled at the strength of the unknown old man, and none of them dared to cross.

How could the power of the Old Sages be something they could contend with.

"If the empress sister or the real father can come here, then Lu Feng will definitely die."

Mu Shengtian was arrogant, and he didn't dare to get angry in front of an ancient sage with two steps, so he could only endure it.

The world of mortal fire robbed Lu Feng for a long time.

Two days after the battle, the red flames slowly dissipated, and he saw time and space changing around him, and visions swirled like a sea of ​​illusions in the sea.

At this moment, the seed of his primordial spirit has been broken, and a holy soul blooming with divine light sits in it.

But this is not the holy soul of a true saint. He still needs more disaster power to truly become holy against the sky.

"Another tribulation and one disaster are about to begin."

The nameless old man's deep eyes stared at the emperor's pilgrims on the other side of the crack, and their calves were spinning in fright.

Inside the Martial Dao Holy Tribulation.

Lu Feng looked inside his body. He also knew about the previous battles. In the future, no matter whether it was the Kun clan or Si Guilan, he would go to liquidate them one by one after he survived the catastrophe.

At this moment, the long-term karmic fire in the world of mortals has greatly weakened his strength.

He took out many treasures, and through the refining of the heart of the ancestors, strands of vigorous power replenished into his body. Looking at the surging clouds in the sky, he knew that the power of the fourth difficulty had fallen and was gradually eroding his body.

This difficulty is called spiritual difficulty.

The power of spiritual disaster is disintegrating Sheng Yuan, causing the foundation of his martial arts to collapse.

This kind of difficulty is extremely dangerous, even if the physical body is strong, it seems a little powerless to face this kind of difficulty generated from within.

The holy power is disintegrating, if Lu Feng can't stop this trend, he will be knocked down, and there is no possibility of becoming a saint.

Everyone was extremely quiet, and someone from the emperor's side only made a sound and was killed by the unknown old man, blood spilled all over the ground.

This kind of bloody blood makes people realize that this ancient sage is not a soft-handed figure. If they were not worried about the support of the ancient sage behind them, they would have all been suppressed and killed.

"Tai Xuan Zong Tian Guang."

The power transformed from the Taixuan Ninth Transformation is mobilizing in the whole body at this moment, and the light shrouds Lu Feng's head like a waterfall. A mysterious and extraordinary power flows in every inch of flesh and blood. The fourth most difficult power has been expelled. .

The fifth difficulty comes in an instant.

Lu Feng's whole body turned red with blood, his flesh and blood were disintegrating, and even his bones were slowly becoming extremely fragile.

This is a bloodbath that destroys the vitality of the flesh.

Blood involuntarily flowed out from every pore of Lu Feng, and he soon turned into a blood man, and the vitality of his whole body was severely damaged.

This situation is getting more and more serious. If it were other people, they would have died long ago, and they could not die anymore.

Everyone was surprised that the blood disaster would usually appear in the seventh disaster among the three disasters and nine disasters, but now it happened so early.

"It's hard to get through the catastrophe this time."

Even the nameless old man made such an exclamation.

And only Lu Feng knew that it was because of the cultivation technique. Taixuan Nine Revolutions itself was an incomparably heaven-defying method, and almost none of the cultivation methods that appeared in the Eastern Profound Realm could compare to it.

"Is Lu Feng going to die? Blood covered him, and he didn't move at all, he couldn't feel any vitality."

"It's really ironic. The Old Sage couldn't do anything about him, but he was going to die under the Martial Dao Sacred Tribulation. He really deserved it."

The emperor's pilgrims communicated with their spiritual thoughts, and their faces showed sarcasm. It seemed a bit aggrieved for such a person to die under the holy calamity of martial arts.

And this is what they are most happy to see.

"The sixth difficulty is coming."

However, just when the emperor's pilgrims thought that Lu Feng would not be able to hold on anymore, Lu Feng suddenly moved, a rush of blood was like a dragon, and a surging golden-red radiance swept across the universe, and he saw a strong figure shaking the world .

Emperor Pilgrim was so disappointed that he hoped that the Sixth Difficulty would destroy him.

The power of the nine layers of Thousand Miles Tribulation Cloud accumulated nine times, and a vigorous light beam penetrated into Lu Feng's mind.

The sixth difficulty is the soul difficulty, which is to completely destroy the holy soul that has just been cultivated. It is the most dangerous of the three difficulties. I don't know how many people have fallen under the soul difficulty.

It's just that the sixth difficulty is the easiest for Lu Feng. He is a saint of spiritual power, and he is not afraid of the power of soul difficulty at all. pass.

"The second plague is coming."

The oppressive smell could already be breathed in the air, strands of deadly storms cut like blades, bringing boundless silence.

Lu Feng sat cross-legged in the void, holding his breath and concentrating, welcoming the power of the second disaster.

"This disaster has changed again, and it has ushered in the wind of Ji Wu Gang."

(End of this chapter)