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The first thousand nine hundred and twenty-four chapters will destroy the world

As soon as he thought of it, Zhong Zihao concentrated his mind, adjusted his state to the peak, and prepared to guide the tribulation thunder to bombard the barrier of the Fengshen Tomb.

As for his own safety at the moment, Zhong Zihao is not too worried. According to the intensity of the tribulation thunder he feels at the center, it may be difficult to withstand it if it is less than Zulong's level.

But now in the Fengshen Mausoleum, the most powerful ones are the Destruction God King Yan Yi and others. Even their strength is not enough to compare with the Ancestral Dragon. At most, they can barely be considered on the same level.

During this process, the colorful phoenix retreated millions of miles away at some point, and its pair of wonderful eyes occasionally flickered with a blur of light, which was inexplicable.

However, apart from Zhong Zihao, it is the creature closest to the center of the thunder tribulation.

If the kings of gods noticed its existence, they would definitely wonder: Why can an ordinary monster ignore such a terrifying thunder?

"Crack...boom!"

At the top of the sky, it is like a giant spirit god holding a heavy ax to split the sky, or like an ancient giant beast crushing the sky. With the roar that echoes through the sky, thunder pours down from the sky.

"Wow!"

There were not many thunderbolts that struck Zhong Zihao head-on, only one.

This thunder was about the size of a person with arms wrapped around it, flashing with five colors of red, orange, yellow, green, and blue light. As soon as it flashed, it shook the sky with a vast coercion that destroyed the heaven and the earth, tearing the heaven and the earth apart and smashing down.

"laugh……"

In the starry sky, the cracks in the void that are visible to the naked eye extend in all directions like spider webs, like dazzling rivers of stars, descending on the world with the rolling power of heaven, trying to annihilate everything under the sea of ​​thunder.

"Well done!"

Zhong Zihao let out a low groan, and surging divine power surged through his body in an instant. He immediately jumped up and took the initiative to attack the calamity thunder falling from the sky.

His spirit, energy and spirit were highly integrated. Order emerged in the space in the palm of his left hand, and the five fingers of his right hand were flying. The obscure runes bloomed like lotus flowers, and the formation method was unknowingly operating.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the black figure collided with the colorful tribulation thunder. In an instant, the star sea surged, the galaxy rose and fell, and an unstoppable violent wave swept across the world.

In the eyes of the gods and kings in the distance, the calamity clouds after the collision paused strangely, and then split into dozens of calamity thunders as thick as buckets. Under the control of a force they could not understand, they scattered in all directions.

.

If a careful master pays attention, he will definitely find that among the dozen or so tribulation thunders that exploded, three did not escape far and directly entered the body of the black-robed figure.

And the direction in which the other ten tribulation thunders fell was the farthest point captured by the soul power of the gods - the barrier of the Fengshen Mausoleum!

"Bang bang...boom boom boom boom!"

A moment later, a series of almost indistinguishable explosions sounded.

The entire Fengshen Tomb began to shake violently, and some stars that had been intact until the war actually had cracks, as if they were facing a world-ending catastrophe.

"Tsk...no, hurry up...poof!"

Hongyang God King, who had been hiding in a corner for a long time, was looking at the scene of riots in the star sea with shock on his face. Suddenly, a cyan thunderbolt as thick as an arm came out of nowhere, and half of his body was turned into coke before he could react.

.

Immediately, this existence that made countless strong men in the Taixu Realm fearful raised his head and spat out a mouthful of divine blood, burning his divine power and fleeing crazily.

Not just him, half of the dozens of surviving god-king masters were attacked by violent thunder, and many second-level god-kings were severely damaged or even died as a result.

Only those who have reached the third level of combat power can escape with their lives, which is extremely shocking.

Speaking of which, for someone with the strength of God King Hongyang to suffer only heavy losses, it can be considered a stroke of luck.

However, the misfortune did not end with this, but was only the beginning, because as the accident happened just now, more and more strange calamity thunders fell all over the sky, and the world was in chaos.

What is even more puzzling is that among these inexplicable tribulation thunders, the strong men of the dark camp suffered significantly more attacks.

"What is that man doing?"

In a corner of the chaotic sea of ​​​​stars, the Splitting God King was looking at Jie Lei in the direction of the barrier of Fengshen Mausoleum, his expression solemn and full of doubts.

He didn't care about the life or death of the God-King under his command, nor did he have the consciousness to stop the tribulation thunder for the gods. He turned around and looked at the black-robed figure enveloped by the colorful tribulation thunder, and finally cast his gaze on the face of the Night Owl God King.

"Could it be that these visions just now were all actively guided by the tribulation conqueror... How is that possible?"

The Night Owl God King was also at a loss, but when he heard these words, his mind was suddenly touched, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

"Um?"

The Sky-Splitting God King's eyes lit up, and then a look of horror emerged: "He wants to split open the Fengshen Mausoleum?"

However, this speculation came suddenly and went away quickly, because he could not understand at all what the purpose of the man in black robe was for doing this? In other words, what benefits could be obtained by splitting the Fengshen Tomb?

"A worm shakes a tree without knowing its strength!"

The Night Owl God King sneered, and after hesitating for a moment, he asked: "Brother Split Sky, what should we do now?"

"wait!"

The God-Splitting King pondered for a moment and gave this answer.

The gods gathered around the two masters all understood that they seemed to have no other choice but to wait. Anyway, although the thunder that fell from time to time was quite powerful, it could not threaten everyone's lives.

You might as well wait until this inexplicable disaster is over before making plans.

However, unlike the reaction of the gods of the dark camp, Yan Yi, the God of Destruction, and others were overjoyed.

"This...does he want to help us destroy the Fengshen Tomb?"

The God King Chang Geng on one side had a weak aura, and suddenly his eyes lit up with a gleam of surprise.

"Probably so."

Yan Yi's long eyelashes trembled, and he couldn't help but feel: "By the way, he is the person I and everyone mentioned. Unexpectedly, the solution that we have not thought of for several years after entering the Fengshen Mausoleum was actually solved by him.

Already."

The rest were naturally full of admiration, but there was still a hint of worry hidden deep in everyone's pupils.

After all, no one is sure whether Zhong Zihao's method of borrowing the power of thunder can really destroy the Fengshen Tomb?

"Boom boom boom... boom!"

"Crack... clatter!"

As time went by, the tribulation thunder that descended from the top of the sky became more and more violent. Not only was the thickness of the thunder pillar shocking, but even the waves it caused made the gods and kings of the heavens tremble with fear and tremble.

Under the raging tribulation of the World-Destroying Heavenly Tribulation, all the stars in the Fengshen Mausoleum were shattered, and the vast star sea was shrouded in colorful thunder.

In the starry sky, bright galaxies fall from time to time, causing huge fluctuations. Even if the masters of the heavens can see it, they can't help but be frightened by it.

If someone looks at Fengshen Mausoleum from outside Taixu Realm, it will be a different scene. (To be continued)


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