"So arrogant. In such a situation, he dared to survive the holy tribulation. He really didn't take this saint seriously."

The saint Hongyuan spread his arms and once again supported the huge phantom of the holy elephant. Just as he was about to take action, the disaster cloud above his head was becoming thicker and thicker, wider and wider. The breath that radiated made him, the saint, feel a little dangerous.

"Crash."

Thick lightning flew across the sky, making the layers of disaster clouds become light and dark, like a sky sword passing through the void.

You should know that the first quasi-holy tribe of ordinary ninth-level half-saint ferry brought about by the disaster clouds of only ten miles.

However, the disaster clouds brought by Gu Linfeng have been more than forty miles long and are still growing and becoming wider.

"What the hell is going on? Isn't Gu Linfeng passing through the first quasi-saint tribe, but the third quasi-saint?"

"If Gu Linfeng had already overcome the first and second quasi-holy tribes, the power of the holy path in his body would have some subtle differences. However, now, this saint cannot feel that difference in him. He should not have reached the quasi-holy realm." said a palace master of the Blood God Cult.

It was not until this time that the semi-saints of the Blood God Cult realized that Gu Linfeng was only at the ninth-level semi-saint.

"You can challenge the saint Hongyuan if you are only a ninth-level half-saint. His Highness the Son of God is really the number one genius of the Blood God Cult since its founding. Once you become a saint, you will definitely be able to shock the Kunlun Realm."

The Dharma King of Diyuan snorted: "His first quasi-holy tribulation is coming in a fierce manner, which is more ferocious than the third quasi-holy tribulation of many cultivators. I'm afraid he will die under the thunder of the catastrophe."

Many monks actually have the same idea as the Diyuan Dharma King, because Gu Linfeng's realm improvement is so scary that he has broken through from the second-level half-saint to the ninth-level half-saint in just one year, and now he has to pass the holy tribulation.

How can the foundation be solid if the realm improves so quickly?

If the foundation is not solid, but you want to survive the holy tribulation, you will undoubtedly seek death.

The Holy Master Hongyuan was hesitant and did not continue to take action in the end, worried about being attacked by the thunder.

The disaster clouds attracted by Gu Linfeng have already covered the area within a radius of seventy or eighty miles.

It was just passing the first quasi-holy tribulation, but it attracted such a terrible thunder tribulation, which was completely out of the cognition of all the monks present.

"If this saint does not need to take action, he can be killed in four or nine kalpas." The Holy Master Hongyuan said inwardly.

There is a solemn and murderous aura in the world, as if a storm is coming, and all the monks are full of awe of the power of heaven and earth that the catastrophe clouds are radiated.

"Crash!"

A purple lightning as thick as a bucket rushed out of the disaster cloud, hitting straight down, and landed on top of Zhang Ruochen's head.

Zhang Ruochen did not dodge, stood there, and was in a relaxed state.

"Chichi."

Zhang Ruochen was as if he was suppressed by a hundred thousand mountains, and his body trembled violently and fell a hundred meters before he stood firm again.

He was still standing in the void, with lightning flowing all over his body.

However, the Tribulation Thunder could not do anything to him, and he didn't even hurt his head.

"How is it possible? Even this saint may not be able to withstand such a powerful thunder. He can be completely unscathed. Has he already cultivated his body to the state of indestructible Vajra?" The saint Hongyuan was quite surprised, as if he had seen a ghost.

Back then, when he passed the holy tribulation, he had a life of death. How could Gu Linfeng be so relaxed now?

The Holy One of Hongyuan sent a message to the Diyuan Dharma King and asked if he would take action to kill Gu Linfeng now, so as not to make it even harder to deal with it after he survived the quasi-saint disaster.

The Dharma King of Diyuan sent a voice back to him and said, "With your cultivation, you can break into the thunder tribulation area. Even if you can kill Gu Linfeng, you may die."

"Master can take action in person."

The Holy One of the Hongyuan Saints always felt that Gu Linfeng was a big threat and must be eliminated.

The Dharma King of Diyuan pondered for a moment before saying: "After all, Gu Linfeng is a son of god, and has a special identity. Killing him directly will definitely attract criticism and become an excuse for the other old guys to attack me, which is not conducive to competing for the position of the leader in the future."

"Besides, there are 36 thunders in the four or nine tribulations, one is stronger than the other, and Gu Linfeng may not be able to hold on until the end. If he can kill him with the tribulations, there is no need for me to do it myself."

In the disaster clouds, there were deafening explosions, and purple lightning kept falling like a rain waterfall.

"Crash!"? "Boom!"

...

Soon, Zhang Ruochen had been baptized by eighteen thunder tribulations, and his skin turned red, like red-hot ceramics, with sparks flying out.

Every time he was knocked down, he would fly back into the air, as if he was deliberately trying to get close to the thunder.

"Sister Huang is right. The power of thunder can indeed temper the body and the holy soul. Every time I experience a thunder strike, my whole body seems to have been washed. As long as I can survive the first quasi-holy tribulation, I should be able to sanctify some acupoints. It may not be certain that I can reach the point of sanctification of the body in one fell swoop."

Zhang Ruochen no longer considered anything else and began to use his skills to exert the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The thunder tribulation became more and more fierce, and every fall was filled with destructive power, melting the earth beneath Zhang Ruochen into a rock lake.

Especially the last nine thunder and lightning, like nine waterfalls pouring down at the same time, swallowing Zhang Ruochen directly, with a huge momentum, as if it was about to destroy the world.

All the disciples in the Blood God Sect held their breath and looked at the nine thunder and lightning waterfalls falling from the sky, their legs trembled involuntarily.

"I finally couldn't get through the quasi-holy tribulation?" Ji Shui sighed softly.

Although Gu Linfeng is indeed quite annoying and is still greedy for life and fear of death in the Qinglongxu Realm, Ji Shui is his uncle after all, and he watched him grow up step by step with his own eyes.

Now that he has gone from glory to destruction, Ji Shui still feels a little regretful.

Shangguan Xianyan's apricot eyes radiated radiantly. After careful observation, she could not see Gu Linfeng's figure at all. She said, "Has it been wiped out?"

The senior leaders of the Blood God Sect in Guiyuan Shrine Palace had different expressions on their faces, and many monks showed relaxed smiles. With Gu Linfeng's fall, they lost a stumbling block.

"Wow!"

In the red and golden rock lake, a figure rushed out, naked and flew all the way to the vast void.

It is Zhang Ruochen.

"What?"

Almost everyone was stunned and their eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen experienced the baptism of thirty-six paths of thunder and successfully reached the level of a quasi-saint in one calamity.

After the tempering of lightning, the impurities in his body were refined, and the surface of his skin was shining. Both the body and the holy soul were obviously deformed, which improved a lot.

Zhang Ruochen pinched his ten fingers, and a giggled sound appeared on his finger joints, and he smiled and said, "I finally entered the quasi-saint realm."

A cold murderous intent appeared in the eyes of the Dharma King Diyuan, his lips moved, and a sound wave was spit out: "When you were over the tribulation, Gu Linfeng must have suffered a serious injury. He should have killed him while his cultivation has not yet been consolidated."

"Wow—"

The eyes of the Holy Master Hongyuan lit up and immediately moved, and his hands formed seals. At the center of his eyebrows, a chain of flames that cost dozens of miles long flew out, forming a winding arc in the air.

The flame chain is made of the spine of the twelve holy beasts. It contains the power of the twelve holy paths. It is activated with all its strength. The power it explodes can open mountains and crack the earth.

Even with the cultivation level of the Holy Master Hongyuan, he can only knock out the flame chain three times at most.

If so, the opponent is not killed within three moves, then the Holy One of the Hongyuan will have no choice but to escape.

Without any necessity, the Holy Master Hongyuan did not want to use this ultimate killing method at all.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the flew over the flame chain, and a smile appeared in his eyes, looking calm.

Seeing that the flame chain was about to pull on Gu Linfeng, he did not dodge at all.

"Gu Linfeng is indeed very powerful, but unfortunately he is still too young and a little self-righteous. Didn't he know that the Holy Master Hongyuan once killed a saint with the Fire Bone Demon Chain?"

"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. I am afraid that he will experience the great joys and sorrows of life today. The state of a quasi-saint in one calamity will become the end of his holy path."

...

Zhang Ruochen slapped his palm forward, and a huge handprint flew out from the Qikill boxing gloves, becoming increasingly huge. In the end, it seemed like it turned into a five-finger mountain.

"Bang."

The fierce fire bone demon chain was beaten backwards, and the "Five Finger Mountain" continued to suppress it, covering the body of the Holy One of Hongyuan.

The Holy Master Hongyuan screamed, and the holy bones in his body crackled, and a large piece of it broke, almost shattering.

"So strong...ah..."

The Holy One of Hongyuan turned around and ran away, not daring to fight with Gu Linfeng again.

Gu Linfeng, who reached the quasi-saint realm, gave him an invincible power. At this moment, the Holy One of the Holy Ones did not care about the dignity of the Holy Ones and just wanted to escape immediately.

"He cannot give him a chance to use the secret technique of escape, nor can he give Diyuan Dharma King a chance to save him, and kill him as quickly as possible."

The holy energy in Zhang Ruochen's body poured into his eyes continuously.

In both eyes, two divine seals were circulating quickly, and then two bright beams of light flew out of their pupils and hit the head of the Holy Master Hongyuan.

"Bang."

The skull of the Holy Master Hongyuan was broken and his head burst and opened.

The headless body of the Holy Master Hongyuan continued to fly forward for more than ten miles, came outside the Guiyuan Shen Palace, walked four steps forward, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, and the holy blood spilled all over the ground.

If the head is cut off, as long as the treatment is immediate, it can still be carried back. After all, the vitality of the saint is quite powerful.

However, the head of the Holy Master Hongyuan was broken, so how could he have a chance to survive?

silence.

This world became extremely quiet, and most monks showed a look of fear.
Chapter completed!