Zhang Wenchang flew toward the outer space of Beidou. Using the ancient axe, Zhang Wenchang instantly cut through the space. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at a distant and unfamiliar starry sky hundreds of millions of miles away.
The Big Dipper in the distance looks very far away. This distance should be relatively safe.
Zhang Wenchang stood in this cold and dark universe and began to break through.
Wisp after ray of the saint's power emanated from his body, and rays of divine light radiated out.
At this time, his body was exuding a bright purple divine light, just like the divine purple gold.
One after another bloody dragon energy rushed out from his Tianling Cap.
Rumble.
The terrifying and violent thunder descended, turning the place into a bright starry sky and sea of thunder.
The true calamity of Taiyin, the true calamity of the sun, the true calamity of the five elements, and the true calamity of chaos.
The starry sky was submerged by the terrifying thunder sea, and several nearby small planets exploded in the terrifying thunder light.
Zhang Wenchang's Mother Qi Bell of All Things flew out, rising and falling in the sea of thunder, accepting the baptism of thunder together, constantly transforming and sublimating.
The terrifying thunder seemed to wipe out Zhang Wenchang's body. He was running the Thunder Emperor's magic, and his whole body was exuding a bright divine light.
Zhang Wenchang's body was broken again and again. He was constantly remelted and resurrected. This is the pain that must be experienced to become a saint. Only after being broken can the most complete transformation be achieved by reorganization. From mortal to saint, he is a person.
A super transformation.
Black light flashed, this was the extremely thick Taiyin Divine Thunder, which shattered Zhang Wenchang's body as soon as it hit it, and it was rubbed and kneaded repeatedly.
Then, under the pull of a mysterious light, they were reunited, and the broken body was melted together again. Zhang Wenchang was shattered into pieces, and he recovered again.
An incomparably bright sun god's thunder swept across, and Zhang Wenchang's body was smashed to pieces again. It was continuously rubbed, tempered, and beaten by the thunder and lightning.
When his body appears again, it will become even more powerful.
The Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation came, and five terrifying divine lights of different colors collapsed Zhang Wenchang's body five times in a row, constantly tempering it.
As soon as Zhang Wenchang's body recovered, a terrifying chaotic lightning swept across, and Zhang Wenchang collapsed again.
Countless terrifying lightning strikes struck these fragments, emitting wisps of aura, as if they would not stop until Zhang Wenchang was shattered into pieces.
Zhang Wenchang's body appears again.
Zhang Wenchang's flesh and blood bones and his Mother Qi Clock of All Things were broken together, fused together, and then differentiated again.
It is said that this kind of flesh and blood casting can give birth to real weapons and gods, not just the Dao patterns intertwined with Dao patterns.
Zhang Wenchang activated the Thunder Emperor's treasure technique and continuously used thunder to temper the golden figure between his eyebrows, as well as his extremely precious Mother Qi Bell of All Things.
Even though Zhang Wenchang knew the Thunder Emperor's magic, he did not deliberately stop the thunder's bombardment.
The body and spiritual consciousness were smashed to pieces again and again, and then condensed again and again. Each time the condensed spiritual consciousness and physical body became stronger.
Then comes the catastrophe of creation, which means the end of destruction and the beginning of the rebirth of all things.
Zhang Wenchang quickly condensed his body and mind to resist this terrifying thunder disaster.
In the terrible sea of thunder, thunder and lightning turned into flowers, birds, fish, insects, demons and ghosts, and they all rushed towards Zhang Wenchang.
Zhang Wenchang resisted with all his strength. When these terrifying thunders disappeared, Zhang Wenchang's body and soul truly entered the realm of a saint.
At this time, Zhang Wenchang's mother-qi clock of all things vibrated gently, making loud sounds one after another, majestic and inviolable, this is the breath of a saint.
Zhang Wenchang's weapon of enlightenment finally gave birth to immortal will, and gave birth to a weapon god, officially becoming a saint-level weapon.
One after another, black and yellow mother energy falls down, each wisp is like a magic sword, which can sweep away everything in the mountains and rivers.
After he officially became a saint-level weapon, the terrifying catastrophe could no longer break him.
Ancient runes flew out from Zhang Wenchang's eyebrows one after another. They were hundreds of words of mysterious scriptures from the Kowloon coffin, and they all flew into the Mother Qi Clock of All Things.
All are imprinted on the weapon gods inside, and then transformed into the entire weapon.
The Xuanhuang Bell exudes an incomparable sacred aura, surrounded by Xuanhuang Qi, a cloud and mist like a galaxy, and the creatures in the spiritual contract paintings are flying around him.
Zhang Wenchang's body emitted hundreds of millions of rays of divine light, exuding astonishing saintly pressure. He could smash a moving cloud into pieces with a casual punch.
Countless thunderbolts were absorbed and refined by Zhang Wenchang, and he was swallowing thunderbolts.
The power of a saint is mighty. Becoming a saint means that life has undergone the most essential transformation and sublimation.
This is the distance between mortals and saints. It is really terrible. Under the saints, all are ants. It is definitely not a lie.
Soon the thunder flashed, and a man exactly like Zhang Wenchang was born from the sea of thunder.
His physique and skills were exactly the same as Zhang Wenchang's, and they fought fiercely.
All the exercises that Zhang Wenchang had practiced were imitated by this thunder spirit. They were just like real people, and it was difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
This is the charm of the great path of genius branded by heaven and earth, and it is a kind of tempering of those geniuses by the calamity of heaven.
Whenever you defeat them with a technique, the creatures transformed by thunder and lightning will immediately explode, and then a new figure will be reborn.
Zhang Wenchang's secret skills have been evolved one by one, which is equivalent to fighting against himself to make up for the countless shortcomings, allowing people to constantly reflect and improve.
When this special saint's lightning disaster passed, Zhang Wenchang rushed towards the sky and towards the terrifying sea of thunder.
The figures of the nine young emperors emerged from the sea of thunder. They were lifelike, as if they were truly resurrected. They were all the charm of the emperor's boyhood imprinted on this world.
A fierce battle broke out again, and Zhang Wenchang wanted to break them into pieces and absorb them to further his cultivation.
However, the first thing to do is to survive this crazy siege, you must endure until their figures dissipate.
This kind of battle is really boring. Every figure of the great emperor and ancient emperor is a being who has been powerful for thousands of years.
In their time, each of them was invincible. Now that people from several eras are gathered together, how can ordinary people tolerate it?
As long as you can survive this crazy life and death training, you will definitely achieve the greatest sublimation. How can this kind of arduous training not be powerful?
In a daze, Zhang Wenchang seemed to have arrived in the ancient times, and saw countless heavenly soldiers and generals, with thousands of horses galloping, charging toward Zhang Wenchang.
Zhang Wenchang has no fear at all. Isn't it just a fight? Now Zhang Wenchang has already exercised and is proficient, or in other words, thick-skinned, and has become ruthless.
After a bloody battle, he finally penetrated the formation. As long as he got through, he would truly survive this catastrophe.
Soon, Zhang Wenchang's body and his divine bell were bathed in the chaotic thunder light, undergoing the final refinement, transformation and sublimation.
