Zhou Yang also felt uncomfortable. Dozens of golden runes were defeated, but the divine power in his body could no longer be restored. He had to recruit several puppets of the late gods to use as divine treasures to block his head.
Taking advantage of the gap between the brewing of the fourth thunder, Zhou Yang used all his strength to activate the power of the elixir in his body, transforming it into a massive amount of divine power, and then condensed it into more golden runes.
The fourth, fifth, and sixth thunder struck down together, dozens of golden runes burst into pieces, and the residual power even turned two stars that had soared to a hundred feet into flying ash.
And it was these three extremely terrifying thunders that completely destroyed the protective formation of Potian Temple. Tens of thousands of people instantly dissipated invisible, and hundreds of thousands of people spurted blood and flew upside down.
Such a scene of corpses lying thousands of miles away made the temple owner Xuan Daozi’s eyes split, and blood and tears flowed from his eyes.
Seeing that a more terrifying thunder was about to form, Xuan Daozi looked up to the sky and roared: "I promise you!"
Zhou Yang, who was covered in blood, went away in an instant, and the rolling thunder followed him.
There is a dilapidated scene inside Potianguan Mountain Gate, but it is far inferior to the decadence in the hearts of millions of disciples.
Zhou Yang struggled to survive the disaster in the far distance, while Ban Gui led his fleet to the gate of Potianguan Mountain.
The last wave of catastrophe was more violent. The twelve quasi-divine treasure-level stars had all been blown to pieces. More than thirty puppets were also blown away, and the golden runes were still unable to be condensed.
Even the extremely cold realm and the flame realm that Zhou Yang had highly condensed were ruthlessly shattered by the terrifying thunder.
Fortunately, he had left a backup plan before, and activated the three ultra-small top-level formations of the gods one after another, and this was how he got to the end.
This was also the most powerful one. Not only did it completely blow up the third formation, but after the residual power poured into Zhou Yang, he could no longer hold on and his body exploded to pieces.
After reorganizing his body with difficulty, all the energy of heaven and earth from the entire starry sky rushed towards Zhou Yang, and the massive divine stones and endless cultivation materials he carried with him turned into extremely rich divine power and poured out of his body.
The seriously injured body recovered instantly, and his breath continued to surge.
At the same time, in another starry sky, the silver-haired palace master with red eyes was using a secret method to slowly introduce the energy and divine power of heaven and earth that were pouring into Zhou Yang into his body.
Zhou Yang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if he was not aware at all.
The terrifying celestial phenomena at high altitude lasted for seven days and seven nights before gradually dissipating.
But this is not over yet. Although the heavenly calamity has passed, the calamity of inner demons has also followed.
Although the Heavenly Clan's ultimate Mystic Technique is powerful, it absorbs too many people's souls, and the accumulated negative emotions were completely suppressed when Zhou Yang was strong, but suddenly broke out when he was at his weakest. Those with weak minds and insufficient perseverance , destined to be burned to ashes by the inner demon.
But it was because of absorbing many powerful souls that Zhou Yang also acquired many miraculous skills and secret techniques, one of which was the Mo Xing Sect's unique secret technique, the Mo Xing Soul Suppressing Curse.
This mantra is similar to the Buddhist method of extinguishing demons. It can suppress all evil spirits and is of great help in overcoming the inner demons.
Of course, not everyone can perform this secret technique. If the power of the soul is not strong enough, it is very easy to be counterattacked by the inner demon. If it is not controlled well, it will add fuel to the fire and accelerate death.
At this time, although Zhou Yang could calmly cast the soul-suppressing spell to suppress him, the fierce ghosts in his mind were endlessly killing and exterminating. The battle between the soul and the soul had reached the most critical moment.
Suddenly, a giant palm holding up the sky suddenly formed from the clouds, then flipped downwards, violently pressing down with the power of the entire starry sky.
It is the secret skill of Tianshen Temple, Immortal God's Palm!
Ban Gui, the deputy palace master who was in charge of Potian Temple, and Xuan Daozi, who handed over the blood contract of the soul, all changed their expressions in shock.
Judging from the terrifying aura of the giant palm, it far exceeds the eighth level, and is only a hair away from the ninth level of the Great Perfection. It is powerful enough to kill the peak power of the late gods!
Not only the people in Potian Temple, but also many high-level officials of Tianshen Temple also saw this shocking palm, and they were all shocked and inexplicable.
"Palace Master, you!" Ban Gui was extremely frightened and furious, and his figure quickly rushed out.
"Damn it!" Qiu Guang, who was far away in the Temple of Heaven, stood up at this moment, smashed the table with one palm, and rushed out wildly.
I regret that I should have listened to Zhou Yang's words. If I had acted according to the original plan, I would have trapped the palace master, and how could such a sudden change have happened.
Ban Gui's body suddenly froze in mid-air, and the power of his soul escaped from his body uncontrollably.
He opened his mouth to shout, but no sound came out.
The silver-haired palace master set out to drain his soul.
Xuan Daozi watched all this in silence, his eyes neither sad nor happy, but his heart was filled with joy.
For the sake of millions of disciples, and for the hundreds of thousands of years of Potian Temple's foundation, he had no other choice but to succumb to Zhou Yang.
But the scene at this moment is not exactly in line with that sentence: The world is full of reincarnation, who will God spare?
Zhou Yang, if you don’t make life easier for me, Po Tian Guan, your end will be a hundred times more miserable!
Seeing that the giant palm was about to fall, it suddenly stopped in mid-air. Not only did it stop falling, it seemed to have a tendency to collapse.
Ban Gui's body returned to normal instantly, and the inexplicable force pulling on his soul disappeared in an instant.
Xuandaozi's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Ah..." A loud roar came from the distant starry sky, and it seemed to be very painful.
Linfan's giant palm slowly disintegrated, and finally turned into a little bit of divine light and disappeared completely.
The roar in the distance was even more shrill.
"This..." Ban Gui was also dumbfounded, not knowing what happened.
Zhou Yang ignored the roar in the distance and struggled to overcome the inner demon.
With his extraordinary perseverance and the wonder of the Soul-Suppressing Curse, he finally made it through without any danger, and officially stepped into the peak realm of the late gods, only one step away from the peak realm.
And his physical body has been chasing the peak of the gods as early as ten years ago. Now it has broken through in one fell swoop, and its strength is no different from the peak of the gods.
The world inside the body is vast and boundless, with infinite vitality, and can accommodate the entry of the initial power of the gods.
The breakthrough in the realm caused the strength of his soul to skyrocket, and the detection range of his soul could cover the entire starry sky like the Taiwei Star Field.
At this time, Zhou Yang had undergone an overall transformation, and his strength had increased several times.
You know, after reaching the realm of gods, it is extremely difficult to increase your cultivation level every point, let alone increase it several times.
But at this moment, Zhou Yang felt that his cultivation had reached its peak, because of the obstacles of the cultivation technique and the constraints of heaven and earth.
"Alas, I am trapped in this world, and I will never be able to take that step for the rest of my life."
After a moment, Zhou Yang stood up. With one step, he was hundreds of millions of miles away. With another step, he was in front of the silver-haired palace master holding his head and roaring.
At the same time, this kind of palace master also stopped roaring and shook his head. The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow had disappeared.
