Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1236 Arriving Simultaneously
Within a thousand miles of the Martial Dao Saint Tribulation, it is like a land of death.

The black wind blows, and every blow of the wind can leave an indelible trace in the space.

With this level of disaster power, almost no one dares to break in.

The nameless old man frowned tightly, turning into a deep Sichuan character.

According to records, Ji Wu Gang Feng Tribulation should be the last of the three disasters, but now it has arrived early.

I really don't know what kind of horror will evolve in the final disaster.

Without any raging fluctuations, without any blood splashes, the time and space on Lu Feng's side seemed to have stopped, and a figure shrouded the vicissitudes of life without any movement.

As time passed slowly, Lu Feng's body became dull and dull, wisps of gray powder fell from his body, and even the fluctuation of his soul became weaker and weaker.

Jiwu Gangfeng Tribulation is the combination of the power of the three difficulties.

Destroy the holy power, destroy the flesh and blood, and destroy the holy soul.

Under this extinction, everything will be wiped out.

Like the dust that has been stained with countless years, Lu Feng has been sitting there for a month.

He didn't move at all, if it wasn't for the fact that the martial arts holy calamity hadn't dispersed yet, he would have thought that he had failed to overcome the calamity and turned into dust.

Mo Ling, Xiao Guo and others were full of worries, but the martial arts holy calamity could only be overcome by themselves, and it was useless for anyone to come.

on the other side.

If it weren't for the fear of the unknown old man, the emperor's pilgrims would have laughed wantonly, no matter how fierce you are, you still have to die under this martial arts holy calamity.

"Senior Unnamed, how is Lu Feng?" Mo Ling asked in pain as his eyes filled with mist.

The nameless old man shook his head expressionlessly.

"I'm still alive, and the Jiwugang storm will kill me."

After an unknown amount of time, a weak voice came from within the Martial Dao Sacred Tribulation.

Lu Feng's body, which hadn't moved for a long time, actually stood up at this moment, his eyes were heaven-defying, and he dissipated the power of the second disaster with a wave of his hand.

He was also apprehensive.

If it wasn't for martial arts, mental power, and physical body all reaching the extreme, this time the disaster will be defeated.

The Emperor Pilgrim gritted his teeth, even if he couldn't kill him, could he really be that monstrous?
Fortunately, there is the last disaster and three disasters, which is the most terrifying feast.

And just after the Jiwugang storm disaster, a sound of killing and contending resounded, and it was like an ancient battlefield. In the sky, lightning of various colors condensed and gradually transformed into 72 blurred figures with different expressions. .

They are all condensed by lightning, and they will destroy everything as soon as they appear.

"The 72nd Earth is difficult, and the seventh difficulty has ushered in it."

The nameless ancient sage was also shocked. The 72 earth evil disasters are a catastrophe that only the ancient saints can overcome, and there will definitely be more heaven-defying 36 heavenly gang disasters in the future.

Looking at the scale of the disaster, it is like a shrunken ancient sage disaster.

But right now, the nameless old man looked slightly shocked, and he could only hope that Lu Feng could stop him. He didn't want to see this kind of arrogance fall into three disasters and nine disasters.

Lu Feng was in the sky at this time. Although he was only 72 evil spirits, he seemed to be facing thousands of troops, giving off an aura that anyone would be desperate to face.

But after a long time, the 72 evil spirits did not descend for a long time, as if they were still waiting for something.

In the vast sea of ​​thunder, one after another of heavenly power emanated, suddenly there were 36 lightning bolts leaving 36 traces that could not be erased, and 36 figures gradually appeared during the wriggling.

"How could such a thing happen?"

The unknown old man was even more puzzled, this is no longer just 72 evil spirits, but all 36 celestial gangs will come down together.

That is to say, the seventh difficulty and the eighth difficulty are together, this is no longer tempering, but really not giving a way out.

The seventh difficulty and the eighth difficulty descend very slowly, but everyone knows that the slower they are, the more terrifying the accumulated power will be.

After a full hour, the sea of ​​thunder decorated with countless colors poured down like a sea, and a total of [-] figures were killed with the power of destroying the world.

And each of these thunder tribulations has the power of the middle holy realm, which is enough to kill the world.

"What else is there?" Xiaohu reminded suddenly.

The nameless old man's eyes were deep, and he saw four light spots condensed in four directions, gradually turning into the green dragon, basalt, vermilion bird, white tiger, and four great beasts.

"This is the ninth difficulty. This time, seven, eight, nine, and three difficulties will come together, and the ninth difficulty will attract four great beasts, which is unimaginable."

When Xiaohu heard this, he really felt that Lu Feng was in the greatest danger.

There are more than ten thousand in the heavens, although there are many descendants of the four great beasts, but they can only be called descendants with blood.

The four great beasts are the only ones, they have appeared since the birth of heaven and earth, and they are revered as the four great ancestor beasts.

And the power of the four great ancestor beasts also left indelible traces of the holy way in the heavens and myriad domains, affecting the endless area.

Three tribulations came at the same time.
The four great beasts swallowed a vast aura, four beams of light blocked the four poles, and attacked Lu Feng at the same time.

Shouting to kill Zhentian, it was like being pulled into an ancient battlefield, where Lu Feng was facing the enemy of the world alone.

"Come on, the road to the holy way can only be fought with a bloody road, and no one can stop it."

Lu Feng didn't feel any despair, he released a monstrous fighting spirit from his body, his eyes evoked a sharp ray, and immediately his arms were shining brightly, he didn't choose to resist passively, but took the initiative to kill him to declare that he was going to ascend the holy way determination.

This is a truly pinnacle battle, without any tricks, only the simplest confrontation.

They wanted to kill Lu Feng, but Lu Feng also wanted to temper himself with their strength.

Lu Feng had the determination to go forward indomitably and to break the boat.

Because he knew that even if he took half a step back, he would fall on the path of the holy way.

The battle was extremely tragic from the very beginning. More than a hundred attacks landed on Lu Feng's body at the same time, bringing incomparably bright light, which caused countless scars to appear on him immediately.

With the ambition of a tiger in his heart and the belief of invincibility, the power of the holy way was unleashed, affecting a whole area.

The war began with the killing.

Blood splattered.

I don't know whose blood it is, those figures of Lei Jie are so real that they still bleed after being bombarded by Lu Feng.

That blood is not ordinary blood, every drop of blood has strong power.

When it is integrated into Lu Feng's body, it is a sum of abundant energy.

At this moment, Lu Feng's backhand grabbed a cloud of earth evil, and the power of the holy realm erupted, tearing it in half, and a majestic blood poured into the body.

"happy!"

Lu Feng shouted loudly.

At this time, strictly speaking, he has been sanctified in martial arts, and he is a real strong man in the holy realm of martial arts.

It's just that the holy catastrophe has not been completely passed, and these powers are still needed to enrich oneself and carry out a deeper level of sublimation.

This was an extremely tragic battle. Facing the enemies in the world, Lu Feng was full of murderous intent. He wanted to fight against this day, so he came to wrestle his arms.

The endless rain of blood dyed the blue sky red, and Lu Feng killed terribly.

But the 36 Tiangangs, 72 Dishas, ​​and the four great ancestor beasts were equally tragic, and one-third of them were killed.

"Come again!"

Lu Feng was bloody and bloody at the moment, strong bones could be vaguely seen from the open wounds, the vast power overwhelmed him, and could not kill him, there was only a domineering aura that defied the sky.

Those two simple words carried a surge of arrogance at the moment.

(End of this chapter)