The only ones who can truly be called saints are those who have survived the tribulation of saints.
The Saint's Tribulation is a major catastrophe, but if it can be overcome, it will also be of great benefit to the monks themselves, and their strength will be greatly improved.
Everyone thought that Jun Xiaoyao had already survived the tribulation of sainthood.
But at this moment, feeling the thunder rolling in the sky, there is no doubt that it is the fluctuation of the saint's calamity.
"The divine son of the Jun family didn't even survive the saint's calamity, but he was able to kill the saint instantly?"
"This is outrageous!"
Many people lost their voices and looked dumbfounded.
They say that comparing people to others can make people angry.
And Jun Xiaoyao's appearance made all the monks present feel like a waste.
Even those true saints were frightened.
Jun Xiaoyao has not yet survived the Saint Tribulation, but he is already so powerful. If he survives it...
"hiss……"
At the thought of this possibility, everyone present felt their scalps go numb.
If this is the case, Jun Xiaoyao's title will not only be that of the youngest saint in history.
There is also one more to add, the most powerful saint of all time!
"How is this possible..." Even Supreme Long Kan and others had a look of disbelief in their eyes.
He didn't even know how old he was when he achieved the status of a saint.
That time when I went through the Saint Tribulation, I was also careful, and almost died during the Seven Colors Saint Tribulation.
"It would be great if this son could fall into the saint's calamity..." Supreme Long Kan thought in his mind.
Jun Xiaoyao's talent and potential are simply eye-catching.
Such a monster, even if it is only given dozens or hundreds of years, is enough to grow into a terrifying giant.
There was already murderous intent in the eyes of Supreme Long Kan.
He knew that Jun Xiaoyao was a hidden danger and he must not be allowed to grow up.
Dying in the saint's calamity is the best outcome.
Supreme Long Kan retreated slightly to avoid being involved in the catastrophe.
The saint's calamity cannot be overcome by relying on other external forces.
If someone interferes, the power of the tribulation will increase on its own.
Long Kanzhizun and others naturally did not want to be involved, and they would defend Jun Xiaoyao in vain.
Jun Xiaoyao doesn't particularly care about this saint's calamity.
After all, when he was in the Taoist realm, he had already resisted the seven-color sainthood tribulation with his physical body.
Boom!
Thunder was rolling in the sky, and the seven-color thunder light gathered and turned into a destructive thunder beam, pouring down.
"This is the Seven Colors... No, it's the Nine Colors Holy Tribulation!"
Some monks' eyes widened.
People with different strengths and talents face different saint calamities.
Generally speaking, they are all seven-color holy tribulations.
Some monks with weaker talents may only have the Five Colors Holy Tribulation.
However, some monsters with extremely powerful talents may trigger the legendary Nine Colors Tribulation of Sainthood.
This kind of nine-color thunder catastrophe is several times more terrifying than the ordinary seven-color thunder catastrophe.
"I didn't expect that the divine son of the Jun family would actually trigger the Nine Colors Tribulation of Sainthood."
"It would be abnormal if the Jun family's divine son does not trigger the Nine-Color Thunder Tribulation!"
Everyone has seen how evil Jun Xiaoyao is.
No matter how evil Jun Xiaoyao is, they will not be surprised.
"However, even with the strength of the Jun family's divine son, if he wants to survive this nine-color tribulation of becoming a saint, he will probably have to shed a layer of his skin." Su Lao from some powerful forces guessed.
Naturally, they would not think that Jun Xiaoyao could not survive the tribulation of becoming a saint.
It just might be a little embarrassing.
However, just after these old men had finished their speculations, what happened in the next scene made them petrified and dumbfounded.
Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, without making any move, just bathing in the Nine Colors Thunder Tribulation.
The nine-color thunder calamity bombarded Jun Xiaoyao's body, and the nine-color thunder light burst out, but it could not bring any harm to Jun Xiaoyao's body.
Jun Xiaoyao's ancient holy body, plus Daluo's immortal immortal body, plus physical immortal energy, plus being forged by the mother of all things, already had the appearance of becoming an emperor in the physical body.
On a perfect body of this level, even the terrifying Nine Colors Thunder Tribulation would never leave a trace on it.
Even a wisp of this level of thunder calamity is enough to tear a quasi-sage apart from the ground.
However, Jun Xiaoyao only felt a tingling sensation.
Even a little comfortable.
Everyone who saw this scene was dumbfounded.
Ordinary monks go through the tribulation of saints, and no one is afraid of walking on thin ice.
All kinds of elixirs, holy elixirs, and guardian divine weapons were prepared in advance. It was like going to the underworld.
However, Jun Xiaoyao was not prepared for anything. He didn't even move his fingers. He just bathed in the calamity with an indifferent expression.
"Boring..." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
He still overestimated the horror of the Saint Tribulation.
This level of thunder tribulation had little effect on tempering his physical body.
Jun Xiaoyao punched out with a casual punch, rushing into the sky. The calamity clouds all over the sky were shaken away, and the nine-color thunder calamity was directly destroyed!
Everyone who witnessed this scene swallowed hard.
This way of overcoming tribulation is really...
A big batch!
However, at this moment, the calamity clouds that had been dispersed gathered together again.
It's just that the faint fluctuations are far more than ten times more powerful than the previous Nine Colors Thunder Tribulation!
"How could that be? The divine son of the Jun family has not yet passed the tribulation of becoming a saint?"
"The fluctuations of this thunder tribulation are too dangerous. Why do you feel that even the great sage can't survive it?"
Many guests took a deep breath.
It's like one wave after another.
They have never seen this kind of saint's tribulation that needs to be overcome twice.
Jun Xiaoyao was the least surprised, rather it was within his expectations.
"Sure enough, I have walked my own path and created my own way. God will not let me go so easily." Jun Xiaoyao smiled casually.
This calamity is not only a calamity for a saint, but also a calamity for his self-created path.
Boom!
In the sky, thunder shines again.
It's just that the thunder light is no longer nine colors, but like chaos, with colorful and mixed eyes.
"Could it be the Chaos Heavenly Thunder?" The old Taoists of Daoji Tianzong couldn't help but whisper.
Chaos thunder is one of the most terrifying forces in the world. It is said to be the first thunder in chaos.
Although the current Chaos Sky Thunder cannot be the most primitive Chaos Sky Thunder, its power is far more powerful than the Nine Color Thunder Tribulation. There is a qualitative difference between the two.
Just when everyone was shocked, an even more terrifying scene appeared.
But in that calamity cloud, there were vague figures appearing vaguely.
Every figure exudes an ancient atmosphere, as if it has been salvaged from the long river of time and reappeared in the current world.
"Then...could it be the Supreme Tribulation?"
At this moment, everyone present felt as if they had been struck by lightning, their bodies were stiff and their eyes were shocked.
