boom!
After a deafening sound, the colorful thunder tribulation fell where Jun Xiaoyao was.
In an instant, seven-color thunder spread out, filling all directions, making a crackling sound.
Jiang Luoli's mind went crazy for a while, and her whole body seemed to be numb, and her delicate body could not move.
"Is he dead?" The geniuses around him murmured.
Ji Qingyi and others also had their eyes fixed on the top of the altar.
Logically speaking, it is completely impossible for Jun Xiaoyao to withstand the seven-color thunder tribulation.
As the lightning dispersed, everyone's eyes froze at the same time.
There was a look of horror on their faces.
Because Jun Xiaoyao is safe and sound!
The reason why he was safe and sound was because there was a majestic figure standing in front of him.
His black hair hung down at his feet, and his whole person exuded an aura as deep as a devil.
It is the Fallen Holy Body!
The fallen holy body looked up to the sky and roared, its black hair flying, like a god and demon who was unyielding to heaven and earth!
"this……"
Not to mention other people, even Jun Xiaoyao himself was stunned for a moment.
He did not infuse his soul power into the fallen holy body.
In other words, the current fallen holy body is acting according to its own will, rather than being controlled by Jun Xiaoyao.
But... how is this possible?
Jun Xiaoyao has doubts in his heart.
However, he thought again that when he was controlling the fallen holy body, at certain moments, there seemed to be a little clarity in the eyes of the fallen holy body.
At that time, Jun Xiaoyao didn't pay much attention, thinking it was an illusion.
Now it seems that the fallen holy body still maintains a deep consciousness?
"But why did he take the initiative to protect me?" Jun Xiaoyao became confused again.
At this time, there was another roar in the sky.
The sky seemed very angry at not being able to kill Jun Xiaoyao with one blow, and streaks of colorful thunder crashed down.
Every thunderbolt can easily kill the saint.
The fallen holy body roared, and as soon as the soles of its feet touched the ground, the whole person rose into the air and faced those thunder tribulations.
Within the rift of the ten realms, no powerful person in the holy realm is allowed.
But at this moment, the fallen holy body is only using the power of the flesh to resist the power of the seven-color thunder and calamity, and does not have the magic power of the holy realm.
boom! boom! boom!
Thunderbolts struck the fallen holy body one after another, but the fallen holy body did not retreat even one step.
Even though his body began to crack, he did not retreat.
Jun Xiaoyao took a deep breath. He did not hesitate, seized this opportunity, and continued to comprehend.
In his body, the Immortal Seed from the Ten Worlds has completely disappeared and turned into material, nourishing that mass of energy.
That ball of energy belongs to Jun Xiaoyao's own Tao.
There seems to be a scene of the creation of the world and the evolution of the chaos of the universe.
As this aura gradually spread, the void around him collapsed little by little and turned into nothingness.
Just like Jun Xiaoyao's way, he wants to override all the ways in the world and create his own rules.
"As soon as my way comes out, all the ways will collapse!"
Jun Xiaoyao had a clear understanding, and he focused all his attention on his own body.
It seemed as if a world was beginning to evolve within him.
That is his world, that is his way, that is his way.
As Jun Xiaoyao's understanding deepened, the power of the seven-colored thunder tribulation became stronger and stronger.
Even the body of the fallen holy body began to crack and gradually disintegrate.
However, the fallen holy body is still like a hard wall, blocking everything for you.
This may be a kind of protection from the same ancient holy body.
The Fallen Holy Body hopes that Jun Xiaoyao can carry forward the power of the ancient Holy Body and blaze an unprecedented path.
For the ancient holy body, remove all shackles and curses.
boom!
In the end, the endless seven-color thunder tribulation directly submerged the fallen holy body.
His body began to disintegrate.
After all, the Fallen Holy Body is a Fallen Holy Body, not the ancient Holy Body in its heyday.
His physical body has also gone through countless experiments and transformations, and after all, it has lost some of the characteristics of the ancient holy body.
Therefore, under this terrifying world-destroying lightning disaster, the Fallen Holy Body finally could no longer hold on.
His physical body began to fall apart, and finally collapsed with a crash.
In the moment of collapse.
It seemed like a sentence came into Jun Xiaoyao's mind.
"The bloodline of the Holy Body depends on you."
"Remember...go to the Ancient Temple..."
boom!
After protecting you Xiaoyao and exuding the last remaining heat.
The fallen holy body finally disintegrated completely, turned into fly ash, and disappeared into the world.
Jun Xiaoyao had no time to be moved when he heard this.
He was concentrating on deducing the Tao.
But he heard those words and remembered them in his heart.
There is no longer the obstacle of the fallen Holy Body.
The seven-color thunder tribulation could finally hit Jun Xiaoyao without any hindrance.
And at this moment, endless heroic spirits appeared again around the altar of heroic spirits.
When Jun Xiaoyao was about to climb to the top of the altar, tens of thousands of heroic spirits appeared.
And there are more than tens of thousands of heroic spirits emerging now.
Literally hundreds of thousands.
Don't think this number is huge.
You know, this is a quantity accumulated over countless epochs and time.
"This...is it really a dead end!"
Jiang Luoli's face turned pale when she saw those hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits.
Ji Qingyi and Xiao Moxian were also a little chilly.
They knew this road might be difficult, but they didn't expect it to be to this extent.
It’s no different than a dead end.
But the next moment, something surprising happened.
Those hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits were not directed at Jun Xiaoyao, but were roaring at God!
Yes, it is a roar to God!
They were all ancient heroes who had ascended the altar, and they had also wanted to carve out their own path just like Jun Xiaoyao.
But they all failed.
Because God will stop them.
But now, many epochs later, someone is finally able to find his own way.
These heroic spirits emerged not to deal with Jun Xiaoyao, but to help Jun Xiaoyao deal with this unfair God!
Why should people be trapped in heaven and earth?
Why, they can only be prisoners in shackles!
This is rebellion against fate!
Boom!
Hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits all took action to resist God!
This is such a terrifying force that even the Seven Colors Thunder Tribulation has to stay away!
And Jun Xiaoyao, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits, was like the only god.
He looked at the fallen holy body that was reduced to ashes, and at the hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits who protected him.
Even Jun Xiaoyao had a cold look in his eyes.
In the dantian of his body, the energy was infinitely compressed, and finally seemed to turn into nothingness.
But in the void, a point suddenly emerged.
This point seems to encompass all things and the universe, and a brand new path gradually emerges.
This point does not belong to this world, but is created by Jun Xiaoyao himself.
At this point, when it is about to take shape.
Above the sky, seven-colored thunder tribulations intertwined and finally turned into a thunderous face.
The thunderous face was extremely huge, filling the sky.
It opened its mouth, and terrifying thunder beams poured towards Jun Xiaoyao.
Even if the hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits tried their best to fight back, they were unable to resist and were reduced to ashes amidst the screams.
Faced with this last resort that God wanted to kill him.
Jun Xiaoyao looked calm.
His way, his way, is about to be formed, how could he give up here?
"Come on, I, Jun Xiaoyao, want to compete with God!"
Jun Xiaoyao gave a cold shout, raised his hand, and three sword lights cut through the vastness of the world and appeared.
There was a faint hint of imperial power emanating from it.
"That is……"
Ji Qingyi, Xiao Moxian, Wang Chuan, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, and all the remaining geniuses.
His pupils widened, he took a deep breath, and a huge wave surged in his heart!
That is... the power that belongs to the emperor!
