"So cruel."

Countless eyes looked at the towering figures in the void. People from Jiuzhou had heard of the battle in the Supreme Saint Dao Palace. The Fighting King used the power of the Tiangang Battle Formation to burn his body to burst out his potential to the limit, which led to the holy tribulation and almost died under the holy tribulation. It was countless people in the deserted state who took it together for him to dissipate the holy tribulation.

Although the battle of the wise king has made great progress now, it is still extremely difficult to overcome the saintly path. He even distracted himself from breaking the Golden Phoenix Battle Formation and shared the pressure for the subsequent battles of the Supreme Saintly Pagoda Palace.

The Fighting King, who did everything he could do for the Supreme Saint Dao Palace, is indeed a respectable person with strong beliefs, and no wonder he was able to attack the Holy Dao.

There are only eighty-one saints on the vast nine states, and above the list of sages.

Above the sky, the storm is still getting stronger, as if covering thousands of miles of space, like the power of doomsday.

The endless storms contain the power of the arrogant rules of the great way. Although we know that this power will not attack them, we still seem to be able to feel how terrible this heavenly power is when we stand in the sky.

I don’t know how many people in Jiuzhou City look up at the sky, and even the battle next to them seems to be unintentional.

Although the holy war is fierce, they may only see this time in their lifetime.

For the sages, although the disaster of the great way is terrifying, it is their lifelong pursuit.

Feeling the power of disasters above the sky, they were a little envious of the battle and some expectations, hoping that one day they would also lead the changes of heaven and earth, and the rules of the great way would descend from the sky, cleanse their bodies, transcend the world, and transform into saints.

Under the terrifying power of heaven, the Saint King of Zhou was still sitting there, as if he had never moved from beginning to end. He stared at the Fighting King indifferently, and his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

What an opportunity to be a saint, but fighting to become a saint will be his death.

"Boom." The more terrifying rules of the Dao came down. This time, the King of Fighting Zhan was no longer distracted and used the power of the catastrophe to fight, but completely endured it with his body and cleansed his body.

There is no shortcut to the saint path. Only by enduring enough saint power can one transform. If his body wants to become a saint, this body needs to undergo real saint refinement. If he borrows the battle instead of tempering the body, then he will continue to endure the saint power later, which means that many of the previous powers were borne in vain.

On the body of Dou Zhan, the holy light shines, the rules of the Dao enter the body, and the body is cleansed, impacting the meridians, internal organs, limbs and bones of Dou Zhan. Dou Zhan clearly feels that every part of the body seems to explode, enduring the terrible Dao impact, and at the same time, it is also transforming little by little.

The King of Dou Zhan thought that Jiang Sheng helped him take a medicine bath in the medicine garden these days, not only to treat his injuries and strengthen his body, but also to train his body for Shengjie.

Jiang Sheng’s understanding of the Holy Tribulation is simply terrible, and he is actually so targeted. Even if he ranks at the 12th sage list, it should not be possible in a short time.

It seemed that from the beginning, Jiang Sheng knew what to do.

Without thinking too much, the battle fought all his energy was spent on the Great Dao Tribulation. On the Seven Stars' Cave, even more terrifying power flowed, and light penetrated his body. He shouted loudly, stepped on the void, and his body rose up towards the Great Dao Tribulation.

What fear is it for someone who has died once in the holy calamity?

"Boom."

The more terrifying force hit the sky, and the battle rose to the sky with the holy tribulation, just like a war god coming to the world, giving people a strong impact.

Although he was huge and stood proudly in the sky, he still seemed insignificant under the disaster of the great way.

The power of heaven is too strong.

The King of Fighting Zhan had already felt that many parts of his body were torn and broken by the power of rules, but his eyes were still extremely tough and had no change. He looked up at the void and continued to step towards the sky.

He has no regrets that he can go through the disaster himself in this life.

What's more, regardless of life or death, the Supreme Saint Tao Palace is no longer the previous Tao Palace. Below the Holy Saint, he can fully compete with the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty.

Even if he really dies today, the Taoist Palace will still live forever. His two disciples have become famous in the land of Jiuzhou. In the future, their names will make Jiuzhou tremble.

Since that's the case, what else does he have to fear?

He fought for a lifetime, and it was a grand life.

He raised his head and stared at the sky with his proud and majestic eyes. His arms trembled and his light flowed. He faced the disaster and let the boundless road hit his body. His mood was not at all turbulent, and his spiritual will was extremely tenacious and unshakable.

The terrifying light flowed over the body, with blood blooming and flesh blooming. Even the strength of the body of the Fighting King's Virtuous King was still unbearable at this moment, and his body seemed to be completely torn and destroyed.

However, the belief of a wise king in the fight is strong and cannot be shaken.

There is no regret in his heart, no weakness in the Tao, and his will is as strong as gold and stone. As long as he is still there, he will face the disaster of the Great Dao in the best state.

The rules of the road kept falling down, and Fighting Zhan's body kept shaking, as if it was shaking, but his eyes were always extremely tough, staring at the storm in the sky.

"This catastrophe is so terrible." Many sages were thrilling. Even the peak figures of sages were the same. They were determined to enter the holy realm, but when they saw the scene in front of them, they understood that even if they really passed the catastrophe of the holy path at this moment, they would have a life of death.

This means that they are not strong enough and their realm has not yet reached.

Perhaps, the top sages in the Jiuzhou Saints List are infinitely close.

The wise king of fighting is no longer as powerful as before, but it still supports it. No matter what he will face after the tribulation, it is said that when he hears the truth in the morning, he will die in the evening.

Since he has no regrets in his heart, he will do his best to do everything he can and follow his heart. As for the ending, no matter what it is, there will be no regrets.

"The power of the catastrophe is getting weaker." Many people's hearts were shaking.

Not only that, the light flowing on the body of the Fighting Xianjun is becoming more and more dazzling. The bronze skin seems to have been washed by the holy light, and it faintly reflects a crystal clear luster, as if it has been reshaped.

"The battle may be successful."

Many people's hearts are beating, and there will soon be an additional saint in the land of Jiuzhou.

However, the Saint King of Zhou was eyeing him, and it was still unpredictable whether this saint could leave alive.

It is very likely that the Fighting Xianjun will be the shortest-lived saint figure since he became a saint in Jiuzhou.

King Zhou Sheng had the idea of ​​killing him.

There is also a gap in realm between the saints and the saints. The Saint King of Zhou has been in the saint path for many years. Even if the wise king enters the saint realm, he cannot compete with it. It is very dangerous.

"It's going to succeed."

Li Sheng looked up at the void, and he had already felt that the battle was only one step away from the Saint.

Not only him, but all the big figures were watching at this time, including at Jiuzhou Academy. Jiang Sheng also looked up at the sky, the changing place of wind and clouds, and fighting stood in the sky. Even though they were far apart, they could still clearly see the figure of the God of War.

Xiaodie stood beside him, in the medicine garden, the injured Youchi, the immortal wise king and many others all looked up and looked at the battle above the void.

"Teacher, King Zhou Sheng wants to kill senior Dou Zhan. Does senior Dou Zhan have a chance to block it?" Xiaodie asked.

Jiang Sheng shook his head and said lightly: "The ranking of the Saint King Zhou is also in front of the Saint List. The Holy Realm, the difference between the Holy Realm is like a natural barrier. If they only meet, the battle will definitely die. I just don't know what level the other saint in Huangzhou is now, but it is probably difficult to stop the battle of Saint King Zhou."

Xiaodie's face was a little pale and said, "Teacher, Senior Fighting Battle is your own hand in helping him overcome the most difficult hurdle. Can you help him again?"

Her teacher Jiang Sheng ranked 12th in the Saint List. In front of the Saint King Zhou, she naturally has the ability to help fight against the Saint King.

Jiang Sheng glanced at Xiaodie and shook his head.

The holy war between the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty and the Supreme Saint Dao Palace was allowed by Emperor Xia. The Jiuzhou Supervisor personally supervised the holy war. Moreover, the Jiuzhou Guards under the Jiuzhou Supervisor may be in the area of ​​the Jiuzhou Daotai. After all, the Jiuzhou is all the Taoist ruling of Emperor Xia, and the power of Emperor Xia is everywhere.

The two sides suffered heavy casualties in the holy war. What reason did he intervene in it?

What's more, he was not close to Dou Zhan, but Ye Futian asked him to agree to help Dou Zhan overcome the holy tribulation. Now it is impossible to easily interfere in the holy war.

Xiaodie's eyes were a little disappointed, and she knew that her request was a bit too much, so the teacher had no reason to agree.

Now, I just hope that the battle can survive the next disaster.

At this time, the sound of a piano came out from the land of the Fighting King in the sky, and the Jiuzhou Daotai area.

The sound of the piano is majestic, with a sense of pride and a sense of heroism. Many people look over there. Ye Futian is playing the piano music in the void. Behind him, Hua Jieyu is standing there, beside him, Yun Shang and many other practitioners formed a battle formation and borrowed their spiritual power from Ye Futian.

The sound of the piano penetrates the void and resounds between the world. A war breaks out ahead, and under this artistic conception, it looks extremely solemn.

At this time, many powerful people from the dispersed Great Zhou Holy Dynasty Legion stepped towards him, staring at him, trying to take down his palace master.

However, when they walked to the battlefield, they felt a terrible force of rules coming, covering their bodies. This space seemed to be solidified here, and time and space seemed to be about to stop.

His fingers plucked the strings of the piano, and in an instant, the sound of the piano turned into light and swept out. In an instant, light rushed towards those bodies, making a violent collision sound. Some people's heads were shattered, and some people's bodies were directly killed, so they could not get close to Ye Futian at all.

At this time, Ye Futian looked up slightly and glanced at the teacher. A boundless dazzling light burst out from the teacher. The holy light flowed around him, and directly dispelled the catastrophe light between heaven and earth. The storm brewing in the sky disappeared, and the pressure of the heavenly way was gone.

The wise king of Fighting Battle seemed to have been reshaped, and endless light bloomed in the sky.

The holy calamity passes, and the holy body becomes.

Fight against the wise king and enter the holy path!
Chapter completed!