Holy Son is so arrogant

Chapter 37 Young Emperor Nangongtian Bravely Overcomes the Thunder Tribulation
"Finally out?"

At this moment, the entire Fuyao Sect noticed the fluctuation of spiritual power in the south direction.

Ever since Su Ping suppressed the Daoists forcefully, all the monks in the sect already knew that there would be a battle between him and Nangongtian.

Originally, everyone guessed that this battle of the Eucharist, which was unique in the history of Fuyao Sect, might drag on for a long time.

Because although the Holy Son is extremely talented, after all, the effective practice time is too short, and the actual realm is low, and now he has just entered the four-pole secret realm.

But Nangongtian had practiced for more than ten years earlier, and once he left the pass this time, he would enter the keel and become an extremely powerful monk of dragon transformation.

The realm of the two people, one is the four poles, the other is the keel, the difference in strength is like a sky abyss.

In a short time, they couldn't fight at all.

However, a few days ago, Su Ping used three moves to forcefully suppress Murong Chen, who had also stepped into the Dragon Bone Secret Realm, with his first entry into the Four-Pole Secret Realm, which completely shocked the hearts of everyone in the Fuyao Sect.

He also told everyone that Su Ping already had the strength to suppress Nangongtian.

Therefore, the day when Nangongtian leaves the customs is very likely to be the day when the two will have a decisive battle.

Countless disciples are looking forward to the arrival of this day.

Looking forward to their holy son, bringing them another surprise, or scare.

The sky is full of thunder and thunder, and there is a faint tendency to gather into a catastrophe.

From the east, there is also infinite purple air filling the air, sweeping forward mightily.

"The vision of purple air coming from the east, it's not bad, it's quite satisfactory."

Some disciples commented.

"What's okay, this purple air is as thin as gauze and has no texture. It is far from the purple air coming from the east that the Holy Son randomly recruited a few days ago."

There are also disciples who are more picky and don't catch a cold.

"Are you comparing Nangongtian to Shengzi? Are you out of your mind? Who can compare to Shengzi?"

"Yes."

An elder looked at the gathering thunder clouds in the sky, nodded and commented:

"One Nine Thunder Tribulation, although it is only nine levels, but after all, this is just the Heavenly Tribulation that Nangongtian attracted when he broke through the Four Extremes Secret Realm and entered the Dragon Bone Secret Realm. It's not bad, barely enough."

"What can you do? When the Holy Son broke through the secret realm of the Taoist Palace, it attracted seven or seventy-nine heavenly calamities. Not only did the heavenly catastrophe not smash the Holy Son, but it even sent the Thunder Tribulation Liquid on its own initiative."

Some elders shook their heads and sighed, feeling that they were too far behind the holy son Su Ping.

"Are you comparing Nangongtian to Shengzi? Are you out of your mind? Who can compare to Shengzi?"

"Yes."

south palace

Nan Gongtian sat cross-legged.

His body was clean and radiant, and his body was filled with purple-gold qi and blood, rushing out of his body and lingering around his body.

Accompanied by a loud bang, Nangongtian's aura climbed countless times.

The limbs are crystal clear, blooming with divine light, as if connecting the heaven and the earth, and countless mysterious forces rush to his spine.

There is a faint dragon chant coming from the spine.

There was another loud bang, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and a god beating a drum, shocking people's hearts.

His spine instantly shone with divine light, and the void trembled, as if a real dragon was born, standing upright and powerful in the universe.

"Have you finally broken through?"

He opened his eyes after a long absence, and murmured.

Since he practiced, he has been like a broken bamboo all the way, and he can be called a peerless genius.

It took only one year to break through from the Lunhai Secret Realm to the Dao Palace Secret Realm, and three years to enter the Four Pole Secret Realm. After that, it took only eight years to officially enter the Dragon Bone Secret Realm.

From the sea of ​​wheels to the keel, generally speaking, even some peerless talents need more than 20 years, but he only took 12 years!

Such a breakthrough speed against the sky, in his opinion, is enough to suppress the first century Yuan and surpass all Tianjiao.

"Thunder Tribulation?"

Nangongtian looked up at the dark clouds billowing in the sky, a haughty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Forge me the foundation of the Supreme Holy Body!"

He stomped on his toes, walked in the air, and leaped into the air, wearing a purple robe and looking vigorous.

In the past six months, he has been comprehending the secret of Wushen that his fiancée Dugu Nansheng found for him all the time.

The transformation of Ziyang's holy body is only a step away.

Next, you only need to devour the Thunder Tribulation and smelt the original power of the Thunder Tribulation to catalyze the transformation of the Ziyang Eucharist and awaken the Supreme Eucharist—the Thunder Yang Eucharist!
Soar to the sky from now on!
Flipping one's hand becomes yang, and turning one's hand becomes thunder, the power is beyond dust.

Once the transformation is successful, it will be able to devour the thunder tribulation practice in the future, with unlimited potential.

At the beginning, Emperor Ziyang devoured thousands of thunder calamities, transformed the original body, and finally turned into Lei Yang, suppressed him for a lifetime, and became a great emperor.

As long as he can successfully cross the tribulation and eat the thunder calamity raw, then he will be suppressed for a lifetime, and the throne can be expected.

"Ah Tian, ​​relax your mind, no matter what happens later, don't be stressed, and treat it with a normal heart."

A senior sect guarding the Nangong Palace comforted Nangongtian.

He is Nangongtian's Taoist protector, he is in the realm of a sage, and he is also a person who has reached the sky, so he is extremely powerful.

"No problem! It's just a catastrophe. Don't worry about it. Don't be surprised later."

Nangongtian's posture was arrogant, and he said with arrogance.

"It's not Thunder Tribulation! It's."

Just as the guardian was about to speak to remind, Nangongtian had already jumped into the clouds.

He sighed, hating the iron but saying: "What is Thunder Tribulation? What is terrible is the holy son Su Ping! He is eyeing you!"

It's a pity that Nangongtian is destined not to hear these words.

Thunder billowed in the clouds, like an ancient battlefield, the momentum was frightening.

Nangongtian was like a beast in human form, rampaging inside.

He is indeed a man of heaven, with purple qi and blood soaring into the sky, like a purple rhinoceros, with infinite power and the ability to suppress the void.

"Come on! Forge the supreme holy body with endless thunder, and open the door to becoming an emperor as the young emperor!"

At this moment, Nangongtian was full of high spirits, extremely proud, very inflated, and even called himself the young emperor, showing his arrogant temperament to the fullest.

Seeing this scene, countless high-level old antiques in the sect shook their heads and sighed.

This child is hopeless.

The name of the young emperor means that the emperor's road is wide open, and only a few great emperor seeds jointly selected by countless human races can have it.

If the emperor's road is not opened, the title of the young emperor will not be revealed. This is the express rule of the entire human race.

How did this son's xinxing expand, and he even called himself the young emperor at this time.

In contrast, everyone suddenly felt that their own arrogant son did not seem too arrogant, relatively speaking, he was relatively low-key.

"Young Emperor? This seems to be higher."

Hearing Nangongtian's words in the distance, Su Ping's eyes lit up, and his heart moved, but he shook his head and sighed.

"Unfortunately, it's too high school."

After making a choice in his mind, Su Ping finally gave up the idea of ​​calling himself the Young Emperor, focused his attention, and continued to watch Nangong Tiandu Jie and observe his details.

Dugu Nansheng at the side couldn't help shaking his head, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't have the slightest emotion for Nangongtian in the clouds.

Some are just endless pity, there is a kind of business failure, loss of countless money, heartbroken.

He even secretly hated him, why did he go blind at the beginning and think that this person has the possibility of becoming a great emperor?
Compared with Su Ping, it's really not worth mentioning.

(End of this chapter)