The second wave of catastrophe was easily overcome.
The third wave of catastrophe was still easily overcome.
It was not until the fourth wave of Heavenly Tribulation began that the strength of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Dragon finally improved qualitatively.
It's a pity that with the eight people sharing the burden in an orderly manner, this huge improvement has become not a big improvement.
It wasn't until the seventh wave of catastrophe began that the eight Elf Emperors showed their true strength.
Everyone was seriously injured, but it had no impact on their combat effectiveness.
During the eighth wave of catastrophe, everyone vomited blood.
In the ninth wave of heavenly tribulation, all the internal organs of everyone were damaged.
Looking at Jie Yun, Gu Xuan nodded with satisfaction.
"Yes, there are ten waves of heavenly tribulations, which are already stronger than most saint kings.
This is the penultimate wave of catastrophe, so it doesn't matter if you get hit hard.
The last wave of Heavenly Tribulation is the Heavenly Demon Tribulation among the Heart Demon Tribulation, and it will not have much impact even if it is seriously injured."
The eight elf emperors felt that the scenery in front of them had changed. They actually entered an illusion at the same time.
Here is a forest.
A forest was burning with raging fire, and all the trees were scorched.
The shrill screams came from the trees.
They danced and danced, but they were still struggling.
Those trees are all tree-men!
Obviously, this is the demonic calamity of the Elf Emperor.
Those burning trees are her people.
"What a boring demon calamity."
The Elf Emperor watched with cold eyes, unmoved at all.
This demonic calamity really caught her weakness.
What she fears most is seeing her people being slaughtered.
This is the nightmare hidden deep in her heart.
If she enters the illusion created by the Demon Tribulation alone, it may indeed cause a lot of trouble to her.
Unfortunately, she is not alone.
Here, there are eight people!
How could Mo Jingyun, Fairy Feihong and others be touched at all when they saw the tree man being killed?
The eight people have the same mind. As long as one of them is clear in spirit, they will not fall into the illusion of the devil. What's more, all eight people are awake now.
The eight people raised their right hands at the same time, and the power of their souls gathered on their right hands.
A palm knife lightly cut through the void in front of him.
Eight cracks suddenly appeared, completely tearing apart the illusion of the demon.
What greeted the eight people was a shining thunder dragon.
The light emanates from the treasure box on the back of the Thunder Dragon.
That is the gift from heaven for the eight people who succeeded in overcoming the tribulation this time!
It can be said that 90% of the entire process of the Holy King's Heavenly Tribulation was completed perfectly by the eight people.
The only imperfect thing is the final gift from heaven.
Eight people combined into one, the difficulty of overcoming the tribulation is only one-eighth.
The final harvest is naturally only one-eighth.
Whoosh!
The treasure box containing the gift from heaven was opened, and a ray of light flew out from it and disappeared into the brow of the Elf Emperor.
This tribulation was centered on her, and the gifts from heaven were naturally concentrated on her.
Naturally, the elf emperor would not hide her secrets. As soon as the gift of heavenly tribulation entered her body,
Divided into eight pieces by her.
Seven rays of light flew towards the other seven people along the chains wrapped around their waists.
The aura that only belongs to the junior saint king appeared on eight people at the same time!
In the sky, the tribulation clouds have begun to dissipate and become empty in an instant.
At this point, the eight people's Holy Lord Heavenly Tribulation was completely over.
"Congratulations to you eight, from now on, you will be the first-level Saint King!"
Gu Xuan's voice rang in everyone's ears.
He withdrew the power of his soul and stopped the operation of [Heaven Covering Technique].
As Gu Xuan muttered words, the chains around the eight people's waists slowly shrank and returned.
A majestic force suddenly acted on the bodies of the eight people, pushing them straight away from the sacred wooden fairy cauldron.
The eight people did not resist, but turned into eight rays of light, flew out, and landed behind Gu Xuan.
A wave of aura unique to the first-level saint king, as the eight people landed, made Xiao Ou stumble behind Gu Xuan, almost losing his balance.
Xiao Ou said sourly: "You eight, why don't you restrain your momentum?
If you can be promoted, this Medicine Emperor has also done a great job!"
The little green eyes rolled and looked at Xiao Ou with a show off look on his face.
"Xiao Ou, don't worry, we just can't control this momentum temporarily.
After all, I just got promoted, you know!
Don't worry, I won't hurt you.
From now on, I am the Holy King. If anyone bullies you, report my name!"
"And my name!"
The Blood Ancestor also showed off his teeth with a grin.
Dashi also wanted to show off, but he always felt that what others had said and what he said again were not new, so he fell into thinking.
The sourness in Xiao Ou's heart turned into bitterness.
"A bunch of stinky guys, showing off!"
Little Lotus's teeth were itching with hatred.
"Hey, what's wrong with the sacred wooden fairy cauldron?
Why are there so many cracks?”
At this time, the Elf Emperor had already noticed the sacred wooden fairy tripod in front of Gu Xuan.
I saw cracks of different depths and lengths on the sacred wooden fairy tripod.
These cracks are still expanding.
If this look appears on any Imperial Weapon of Emperor's Fate, it can be determined that that Imperial Weapon of Emperor's Fate is useless.
In fact, it may even be unable to maintain its shape and collapse directly.
But above the holy wooden fairy cauldron, there are still incantations lingering, and mysterious energy is swirling, collapsing but not collapsing.
Fairy Feihong's face was full of apologies.
"In order to help us overcome the calamity, the Holy Wooden Immortal Cauldron was destroyed.
Gu Xuan, your loss this time is too great."
An immortal weapon is a special weapon for alchemy. Even if it has fallen down in grade, it is still more valuable than an ordinary first-level saint.
Gu Xuan shrugged indifferently.
“After all, it’s just a cauldron, and if it’s destroyed, it’s destroyed.
Sooner or later, I will get a real magic weapon!
No, many pieces!”
Xiao Ding didn't know when he was already standing with Xiao Ou.
He looked at the sacred wooden fairy cauldron, his eyes full of covetousness.
"Yes, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed.
The boss has
My invincible Heaven-Building Cauldron is enough.
This bullshit holy wood fairy cauldron is not worth mentioning!"
Gu Xuan rolled his eyes at Xiao Ding.
"Since it's not worth mentioning, what does it mean if you look like a starving ghost reincarnated?
It will collapse soon. How about I try harder to save it?
Even if you can't save it, you can still keep it intact as a souvenir?
When I go out to brag in the future, wouldn’t it be nice to know that I am also a person who has owned an immortal weapon?”
Xiao Ding was anxious.
"Don't! It's hopeless. Before it collapses, it still retains some of the essence of the immortal weapon, so let me swallow it!
Sometimes, I am also very motivated and want to improve myself!"
Xiaoding didn't wait for Gu Xuan's consent, so he flew up and his body grew bigger in the wind. In a moment, it became a hundred feet in size.
In front of him, the eighty-eight-foot sacred wooden fairy cauldron seemed a lot smaller.
Buzz!
The lid of the Heaven-Building Cauldron rises into the sky.
A force of swallowing and sucking came out of Xiaoding's body.
The sacred wooden fairy cauldron was directly swallowed by Xiaoding.
Clang.
The lid of the cauldron fell.
Xiao Ding's body quickly shrank and fell in front of Gu Xuan.
"Hurry up, boss, I can't refine it.
Throw some Chaos Holy Flame into my body and help me refine it.
Be careful not to burn me."
Seeing Xiao Ding's anxious look, everyone just felt funny.
Gu Xuan followed his words, opened the lid of the cauldron, and threw a ball of Chaos Holy Flame into the Heaven-Building Cauldron.
An intoxicating aura suddenly appeared on Xiao Ding's body. He stumbled and jumped to the side as if he was drunk.
"I need some time, boss, you must wait for me.
Don't throw me in the God-killing Cemetery, a..."
Before Xiao Ding finished speaking, he fell into a state of silence as if he was asleep.
Xiao Ou looked at Xiao Ding's appearance, pouted, looked heartbroken, fell at Gu Xuan's feet, and hugged his feet.
"The smelly bat and the bald dragon have become saints, and Xiaoding has also gone to swallow the immortal artifact.
They didn't do anything!
This Medicine Emperor contributes both the true fire and the body, which can be said to be a great loss of vitality!
Just think of me as Su Qier, take pity on me, and give me some compensation?
It's best to help me become a Medicine Saint. If I can't become one, how about giving me the original true fire and promoting it to the Chaos Saint Flame?
Oh, boss, don't throw me away, don't throw me away..."
call out!
The little lotus root turned into a shooting star in the sky.
Gu Xuan coughed twice.
"When we all just passed through the tribulation, we all received gifts from heaven, but those were not complete gifts from heaven.
Therefore, your realm of Saint King still needs to be thoroughly consolidated.
In addition, you are all seriously injured and need to take good care of yourself.
Time is tight, I will help everyone and try to get it all done in two days!"
Everyone nodded and sat down cross-legged.
Gu Xuan took out some pills and distributed them to the eight people, and began to help them heal their injuries and consolidate their realm.