A green thunder shot wildly, covering the Taiyi Xuanji Sword.

The sword suddenly shines brightly, and reflects the sword tomb and begins to change.

Turned into pure blue color, the immortal thunder was free to make the sword pillars unable to move forward at all.

But the good times don't last long.

Amid Chen Ping's pale face, the Qingjie Immortal Thunder gradually retreated and began to shake.

It seems that it is about to be penetrated by a sword energy.

Such a surprising method makes it difficult to maintain mana that has not been fed back by the rules.

Chen Ping gritted his teeth and the last sixty top-grade spirit stones prepared to overcome the tribulation were suspended.

The mind was cracked open, and the pure mana instantly replenished into the dantian.

Then he opened his mouth and hundreds of drops of essence and blood were sprayed out one after another.

Every time you spray it, your condition becomes a little weaker.

When more than ten balls of essence and blood were sprayed into the Xuanji sword, there was no trace of blood on his face.

Fortunately, Jiu Qingguan's efforts to support him, he retained a hint of clarity.

The Xuanji Sword was stimulated by a large amount of essence and blood, and instantly thunder and lightning surged into the sky, and its power doubled.

Immediately, the eight golden sword pillars were flooded by the fierce green thunder.

"Boom!"

They fell one after another, and a huge pit of thousands of miles was penetrated below!

After turning danger into safety, Chen Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

If this shocking attack hits him, he will never be spared.

"The last rule disaster remains!"

Chen Ping stared at the sky solemnly, and his indomitableness and fighting spirit became more and more exciting.

Just then.

A series of wonderful sounds that seemed to be natural from heaven and earth swept across.

The two originally still and static eyes of disaster lived in an instant and merged into the center.

For a moment, the sharp sword energy and a void space intersected and shone.

The whole sky suddenly turned into a bright color like glass.

...

Outside the desert in the west.

In the calm and windless void, two eyes looked involuntarily.

"The eyes of disaster have merged, and that guy actually broke through the first eight heavenly tribulations."

The Beidou Lingzun was shocked and looked at each other with one person.

"Where can master two or three rules at the fifth level, how can you be an ordinary Nascent Soul?"

Ziwei Lingzun sighed.

Of course, they had not experienced two catastrophes.

But the records in ancient books cannot be fake.

As long as you go through the next heavenly tribulation, this person will become the same body as them.

"I was only slightly injured before the eighth thunder tribulation, but I was almost wiped out by the ninth thunder."

Beidou Lingzun's faint Tao.

The implication is that the final success or failure cannot be asserted.

After hearing this, Ziwei Lingzun did not respond.

The spiritual consciousness swept into the storage ring and began to flip through the treasure.

The ancestors of Ziwei Star Sect all keen on making friends with the same clan to transform into gods.

If the person who survived the tribulation was a casual cultivator, he even planned to win over and give him the title of honorary elder.

But immediately afterwards, the Beidou Spirit Lord frowned, his expression was instantly solemn, and his voice hoarsely said: "It's still here."

As soon as the words finished, a violent roar like a dragon roar came from a distance.

A black light flashed on a certain mountain, and a huge figure that was more than a hundred feet high appeared.

This body is made of pure gold. The blurred face slowly raised and opened more than ten pairs of emotionless colorful eyes.

Staring at the desert area in unison.

"The human race's god-transformation catastrophe."

Suddenly, the head swayed, and the gold and stone roared and resounded around.

When the low-level monsters around him heard this sound, their ears were filled with buzzing sounds, as if they were in the storm.

"Giant Spirit Cang Emperor!"

Before he could choose a suitable gift, Ziwei Lingzun's tone suddenly became heavy when he saw the tall alien race, and he was filled with fear.

The human race in the Great Yi Realm is respected.

Among the sixteen realms of the Southern Region, the Great Yi realm is a weak cultivation world.

For ten thousand years, no creature in the middle stage of the sixth level has ever been produced.

But at the same early stage, human cultivators usually cannot beat the talented emperor blood giant spirit!

Besides, the giant spirit Canghuang Palm has dual rules of strength and metallicity.

They are all magical powers that kill.

He had fought with Cang Emperor many times, but he had to find ways to escape every time he could not withstand ten moves.

Therefore, when the Giant Spirit Emperor appeared here, he was basically sentenced to death for the human race who passed the tribulation.

Because even if you can survive the God-turning Tribulation, you will definitely be seriously injured.

Without decades of seclusion and consolidation, it is impossible to compete with the old sixth-level creatures.

"roar!"

The Giant Spirit Emperor's long roar lasted for half a cup of tea before he indifferently swept towards the two god-transforming human races.

"Get back to your sect, otherwise, I will definitely remove Ziwei Star Sect from the list!"

Emperor Cang turned his huge head and shouted coldly at Ziwei Lingzun.

“Fellow Daoist Beidou…”

Ziwei Lingzun looked bitter and looked at Beidou unconsciously.

Although this person is in the early stage of the God Transformation, he has two rules in his hand and his strength is no worse than that of the Giant Spirit Emperor.

He once survived his life under the pursuit of a demon emperor in the middle stage of the sixth level.

Just now, the title of the first casual cultivator in the 16th realm of the Southern Region was confirmed.

Among the three creatures watching over the tribulation, Canghuang is the strongest, followed by Beidou.

If Beidou decides to work with him to protect the human race, there will be a great chance.

"Fellow Daoist Cang Emperor, I'm just watching the fun."

Beidou drank a sip of the fine wine, and his attitude was extremely ambiguous.

Neither leave nor get close to Ziwei.

"snort!"

As soon as the stress fell, the giant spirit Canghuang's feet were settled on the top of the mountain.

Its body is several times higher than the small hill below.

"The two great transformation gods of the human race are here, so I will wait and see what changes are."

Cang Emperor secretly conspired.

Anyway, no matter what, the Great Yi Realm must not give birth to another sixth-level human race, thus threatening the dominance of the giant spirit.

Then, it slapped its chest and pulled off a black-skinned drum that was ten feet in a radius.

Then aim at the eyes and slap the drum face with both hands.

"Guru"

"Guru"

A series of things fell down, caught by the bloody eyes of Cang Emperor, and chewed with satisfaction.
To be continued...