God Ring Howl

Hui Hai said with a wry smile.

"This time, it's a little bigger,"

Zhao Xiang, who was in the red robbery cloud, just appeared in the universe moving mirror.

Hui Hai immediately stretched out his right hand to grab Zhao Xiang, he planned to catch Zhao Xiang from Liuyun Sect and let him survive the tribulation elsewhere.

If the divine catastrophe that descended from the Nine Heavens Void Realm was as Hui Hai had guessed before, then Hui Hai would not be so panicked.

But now, this catastrophe is a great catastrophe.

This divine calamity was the great divine calamity, which made him feel bad from the bottom of his heart.

However, just as he was about to reach out his hand, the ancient Buddha Huihai stopped immediately, looked up at the unfathomable sky, and muttered bitterly to himself.

"This little guy was locked tightly by the gods from the sky. I tried to move him away, but I couldn't do it,"

Hui Hai sighed deeply and stretched out his arms without hesitation.

With a sway of the body, from one to two, from two to four, from four to eight.

In an instant, Hui Hai's whole body turned into a 16-person with comparable cultivation.

Sixteen middle-aged monks with similar appearances performed their supernatural powers on the Liuyun Sect in the Qiankun Naoyi Mirror.

In this way, all the immortals, Buddhas, casual cultivators, and ordinary mortals in the Liuyun Sect were transferred in an instant.

This supernatural power, its power, has reached a quite terrifying height.

Huihai stepped into the realm of the ancient Buddha for a million years, and it was only by exerting the strongest supernatural powers that he barely managed to do so.

The moment Hui Hai just finished doing this.

The sky of the Liuyun Sect in the Buddhist world, which has a radius of thousands of miles, suddenly changed.

The red clouds in the sky quickly condensed from all around, covering the entire Liuyun Sect with a radius of thousands of miles.

A wild and domineering force, power, and pressure that seemed to be able to move mountains and fill seas slowly descended from the Nine Heavens Void Realm.

This fierceness, this power, this huge pressure, will be covered by the devastated Liuyun Sect almost in a blink of an eye.

Hui Hai was standing in front of the mirror at the moment, aware of this majestic moment, and her heroic complexion changed drastically again.

Without hesitation, he immediately put his body three feet away from the moving mirror of Qiankun.

Staring closely at the subtle changes in the mirror, Hui Hai smiled wryly.

"This, this, this is Tianwei, it is Heaven's Wrath, the Supreme Tribulation in God's Tribulation,"

"Could it be, could it be... the power of heaven has come, I don't know if the person who will bring the catastrophe will appear..."

Zhao Xiang stood on the original site of Liuyunzong, which was shattered everywhere, looking up at the sky, the unyielding gaze in his eyes did not change at all.

In the Heavenly Tribulation, the Great Heavenly Tribulation, and the Divine Tribulation, the Dazun Tribulation, the second punishment and killing was beyond the surprise of all the great supernatural beings.

This time, the catastrophe came in the form of Tianwei's great destruction and mass extinction.

Tianwei, what is Tianwei.

Tianwei is the majesty of the sky.

Under the power of the sky, everything was destroyed, and no one survived.

When Tianwei moved, the situation changed, and all spirits bowed their heads.

Tianwei will never allow any creature to resist even the slightest bit.

Under the might of God, you must submit, and you can only submit.

Yield under the sky, in the midst of the majesty.

There is no choice but to obey.

This is Tianwei.

The Buddhist world, Liuyunzong.

For a thousand miles in radius, the power of heaven descends.

A huge and terrifying pressure fell from the sky.

The huge and thick red cloud in the sky dropped down an inch in an instant.

The drop of an inch suddenly caused the rubble around Zhao Xiang to shatter, and at this moment, all of them exploded.

The violent air wave that was formed was immediately suppressed by the invisible coercion and smashed into the ground before it even stirred up the slightest bit.

Under the might of the sky, even if this wave of air is violent and ferocious, it is not qualified to set off even a tiny bit of it.

Zhao Xiang only felt his body sink, as if a thousand catties of force were pressing on him.

There were crisp sounds from inside his body.

At this moment, Zhao Xiang had the illusion of being caught between the sky and the earth, being squeezed by the sky and the earth.

If the physical body and soul are not so powerful now, compared with the middle-grade artifacts, they are not far behind.

Then, the moment the red cloud descends an inch, he will be crushed into minced meat.

Immediately afterwards, Tianwei showed his power again.

The red cloud covering the entire sky dropped an inch again.

This time, endless pressure descended from the sky with an unstoppable momentum.

The mountain peak standing on the ground at the center of Liuyun Sect collapsed more than half of it amidst crackling sounds and turned into pieces.

This kind of collapse, with the coming of Tianwei, spread crazily.

With Zhao Xiang's location as the center point, there are huge peaks within a hundred miles, the peaks shake, and the mountains collapse.

Zhao Xiang's feet didn't move at all, a strong unyielding and resisting heart burst out from his Baizhang body.

Raising his head, he looked at the red clouds in the sky, and shouted in his heart.

"I, will not yield, will not be afraid, will not back down,"

In the boundless red clouds, there were bursts of thunder roaring.

The red cloud descended again.

Inch by inch and inch by inch, like thousands of giant mountains pressing down on the top.

This time, it dropped five inches in a row, Tianwei, with unstoppable and invincible force, shrouded the inescapable.

An unbearable sound came from the entire land.

Within a radius of thousands of miles of Liuyunzong, all the wreckage of buildings, all mountains and mounds were all smashed.

Except for the sacred relics, the Buddha bone, the Buddha bell and the Emperor Buddha futon, which have been handed down through the ages, all of them turned into dust under the power of the sky.

At this moment, the sky seemed to collapse.

This is Tianwei.

Under the might of God, one must surrender.

If you don't give in, no matter your body or your soul, you will be crushed to death by this heavenly power.

If the sky moves murderous intentions, one must die, and no one can get away with the chance of surviving.

The sky was red and cloudy, tumbling violently, pressing down five inches again.

The entire land of Liuyunzong shattered.

Blood dripped from Zhao Xiang's body, and the bones in his body made the sound of being squeezed.

Zhao Xiang's tall flesh and blood body seemed to be crushed by countless huge mountains.

Standing on the ground with both feet, as the ground collapsed, Zhao Xiang's legs sank deep inside, reaching the knees immediately.

A wave of oppression, with the coming of Tianwei, fell directly on Zhao Xiang's mind.

At this moment, there seemed to be a majestic and cold voice roaring in the depths of Zhao Xiang's soul.

Zhao Xiang, who was struggling, raised his head with a cold glint in his eyes, looked at the sky, and said nothing.

At the moment when Tianwei was mighty and mighty, destroying immortals and destroying gods.

There was a sudden swish on Zhao Xiang's forehead, and a slender afterimage was pulled out.

It was a white afterimage, and at the same time that Fang revealed the blurred image of the ultimate Buddhist box, the lid of the box opened automatically with a snap.

Thousands of colorful awns suddenly burst out from the box cover.

Just like the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the black night sky, there are countless and densely packed.

This is the mighty Buddha light emitted by the relics of more than fifty eminent monks in Shangxian Buddhist Temple on Saturn in the fairy world.

Colorful and tens of thousands of relics dance, flip, shuttle, and move under the thick red clouds of heavenly calamity.

Every grain exudes a soft and holy light.

The rays of light shot at Zhao Xiang whose life was hanging by a thread,