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Chapter 2051 Nine Heavenly Tribulations

 For all the powerful people in the Great Emperor Realm, this is not the first time they have seen the Heavenly Tribulation.

However, the calamities caused by different warriors are not exactly the same.

They can feel it from what they see before their eyes.

The catastrophe caused by Ling Tian is not easy to resist.

The crowd in Futian City stared at this scene in the void.

My heart is shocked beyond measure. ??

At this moment, they had already forgotten to think.

I don't understand at all how this could happen.

boom!

The first catastrophe fell.

The sword of the void stabbed down from the chaotic sky.

The five emperors took action one after another, using their strongest methods.

Terrifying power rages in the void.

Before the first sword light dissipated, the second sword of void condensed.

"How many catastrophes are there?"

The black-robed emperor frowned and whispered when he saw the giant sword condensing in the sky at the top of the sky.

The number of catastrophes also represents the horror of this catastrophe to a certain extent.

Generally speaking, one tribulation will be stronger than the other.

"The more disasters there are, the more we need to resist them for this son!"

Emperor Futian said in a deep voice, and his face showed a dignity that had not appeared in thousands of years.

At this moment, he had secretly made up his mind to save Ling Tian's life no matter what.

Perhaps Ling Tian was the one who helped Futian Palace change the situation in Futian territory.

From now on, let Futian Palace no longer be at the bottom among the eighteen major forces in the underworld.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

A giant sword in the void struck down one after another.

The fifth great sword of the void condensed again in the chaotic sky.

At this time, the three Xiaocheng emperors had been injured by the catastrophe, and their auras were in a state of emptiness.

"Junior brother, why haven't you activated the Futian Formation yet?"

The black-robed emperor knew that it would take time to open the Futian Formation, but he still complained.

Who knows how powerful the next catastrophe will be.

"The three of you retreat first, lest you die in the catastrophe!"

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br> Emperor Futian hesitated for a moment and ordered the three Xiaocheng Emperors.

"Yes! Master!"

The three of them looked solemn, but they still agreed.

The fifth heavenly tribulation is obviously stronger than the first four.

If the three of them fight the calamity again with wounded bodies, they may be in danger of death.

But if the three of them withdraw at this time, the pressure will undoubtedly be on Emperor Futian and the Black-robed Emperor.

boom!

A moment later, the fifth heavenly tribulation came.

puff……

The black-robed emperor suffered the impact of the catastrophe and vomited blood.

"Damn it!"

After wiping the corners of his mouth, he cursed and said, "If this kid dares to betray Futian Palace in the future, I will have to skin him and cramp him!"

Today he and the three Xiaocheng emperors were injured, all because of Ling Tian.

If Ling Tian betrays Futian Palace in the future, their injuries will be in vain.

The heartache at that time will definitely exceed the physical pain at this moment.

"Leave the rest of the catastrophe to this emperor!"

Emperor Futian knew the abilities of his disciples.

Seeing that the black-robed emperor was also wounded, he ordered him in a deep voice.

"Master, can you do it alone?"

The black-robed emperor did not obey the order and looked at Emperor Futian with a complicated expression.

"Get down!"

Emperor Futian did not explain, but gave another order.

"yes!"

The black-robed emperor stepped aside and immediately recovered from his injuries by crossing his legs.

boom!

The sixth heavenly tribulation came at this time.

Even Emperor Futian, who is at the peak of the Great Emperor Realm, would find it a bit difficult to resist the catastrophe on his own.

However, he was able to resist the sixth catastrophe in the end.

call……

At this time, the void shone with golden light.

Horror Saint

The power of patterns appeared and enveloped the entire Futian City.

"Junior brother finally activated the Futian Formation."

Seeing this, the black-robed emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

The other great emperor next to him did not relax his brows, but said with some concern, "I don't know how many heavenly catastrophes the Futian Formation can block, and how many more heavenly catastrophes this kid has triggered this time."

The Futian Formation is not omnipotent.

Its defensive ability is comparable to that of a peak-level Emperor Realm expert.

The catastrophes are more terrifying than the last.

According to the estimates of the great emperors, the Futian Formation can only withstand two or three catastrophes at most.

"Father!"

Cai Rufeng, who successfully opened the Futian Formation, returns.

Just as he was about to rush to Emperor Futian, Emperor Futian scolded him, "Stand here and don't come over. With your strength, you won't be able to withstand the coming catastrophe!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the seventh heavenly tribulation descended.

The Futian formation trembled violently and was almost damaged.

At this time, Emperor Futian was busy adjusting his condition.

Try to adjust your condition to its peak just in case anything happens.

boom!

The eighth heavenly tribulation descended and bombarded the Futian formation.

In an instant, golden light overflowed.

"It's over!"

The black-robed emperor's expression changed.

After all, the Futian Formation only withstood two catastrophes.

Even, it cannot be said that it has completely withstood two heavenly tribulations.

It only withstood most of the power of the eighth heavenly tribulation.

The remaining power was used to bombard Emperor Futian.

In the cracks in the chaotic sky, the ninth giant sword of the void is gathering.

That trend is getting stronger and stronger, making people feel frightened.

"Nine Paths, Nine Paths of Heavenly Tribulation! This is the first time I have seen someone trigger the Nine Paths of Heavenly Tribulation!"

"What kind of monster is this kid, and why did he cause such a catastrophe!"

> "Just condensing the divine body can cause such a catastrophe. What kind of catastrophe will it cause when this kid becomes a saint?"

At this moment, even the powerful Emperor Realm experts who were accustomed to big scenes were rendered speechless.

They were worried about whether Emperor Futian could withstand the ninth catastrophe. They were also worried about whether Ri Lingtian could become emperor in the future and whether he could withstand the catastrophe that would be triggered when he became emperor.

boom!

The ninth giant sword of the void, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, finally assassinated.

Emperor Futian used all his strength and struck the sky with his palms.

With a loud rumbling sound, the sword light engulfed Emperor Futian's body.

"Father!"

"Master!"

Cai Rufeng, the black-robed emperor and others all had their hearts in their throats.

In a moment, the figure of Emperor Futian flew out from the sword light in the sky.

When the emperors saw this, they immediately rushed forward to greet him.

At this time, Emperor Futian was in ragged clothes and covered in wounds.

It seemed that his injuries were far more serious than those of the black-robed emperor and others.

"not good!"

Emperor Futian ignored his injuries and looked in front of him with wide eyes.

He had just tried his best, but in the end he could only withstand 80% of the force of the catastrophe.

Finally, because he couldn't hold on, he was blown away.

The remaining 20% ​​of the strength went straight downwards and killed Ling Tian again.

The dazzling sword light now enveloped Ling Tian.

Everyone stared in front of them, not daring to blink.

Their expressions all became nervous.

Although this ninth heavenly tribulation only has 20% of its strength left.

But after all, Lingtian is just a Holy Emperor realm warrior...

If Ling Tian dies, their previous efforts will be in vain.

"Now, we can only look at his destiny..."

Emperor Futian knew that he could not change everything, so he sighed helplessly.

Cai Rufeng, the black-robed emperor and others were all speechless, anxiously waiting for the final result.


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