The golden light, accompanied by the majestic dragon's roar, made the world unable to stop shaking.
"boom!"
An aura of extreme martial arts and domineering power rose high into the sky with a loud dragon roar.
Then, there was thunder in the sky above the human world.
This thunder does not fall from high altitude to the world, nor does it strike the earth. But to go back from the human world is a rebellion against heaven! This scene, if any monks saw it from afar, would be enough to shake the hearts of all monks.
The sky seemed to be divided into two worlds, the inner world.
Each of these thunderbolts is ten batons thick. With each dragon roar, a new thunderbolt appears in the world. To be precise, this is not thunder, but one sacred golden dragon after another.
Under the golden dragons flying across the sky, the golden light filled the sky and the earth, full of imperial power. This was the supremacy of the Nine Heavens and was unmatched.
Forty-nine golden dragons are coiled around, sacred and inviolable. Even the invisible ominous force was pushed 30,000 miles away by this domineering momentum even though it was only a thousand miles away. With this wind and snow, it formed a great collapse.
Outside, the wind and snow were vast, and all kinds of voids were cracking and breaking, destroying everything around. Suddenly, a roar came out from the Yellow River and the Yangtze River. Under the surging waves, a huge head formed and roared towards the land of golden light. !
In the center of the forty-nine golden dragons is the most dazzling light. There, stood a figure.
What kind of figure is that?
That figure was extremely blurry. But he swallows the spirit of mountains and rivers, looks down upon the world, and is invincible in the world!
In this golden light, the true body of that person cannot be seen. The only one with bloody hair and bloody clothes is shocking. But inside, a pair of bright eyes flashed in the golden light, scorning the head made of resentment.
The figure did not move, but for a moment, dragon roars came out one after another. Another stream of thunder rushed into the sky.
The Xuanhuang Immortal Art... is not just the forty-nine great reincarnations!
The dragon roared continuously until it stopped after sixteen sounds. Sixty-five golden dragons swung their tails, and their majestic dragon heads roared toward the rear. You could see that the golden light from the inner world was spreading outward at an extremely rapid speed, spreading throughout the entire world wherever it went. The wind and snow dissipated instantly, and even the yellow current of the Yangtze River swayed violently.
The terrifying ripples spread far away, and with just a loud noise, the terrifying head instantly shattered and turned into drops of rainwater, falling into the Yangtze River and making no more sound.
"For this good fortune...Chu would like to thank my seniors!"
The golden light did not dissipate, and those clear eyes slowly closed, and you could see the blood shadow bowing to the front!
Although Wu Zu died, he still continued his unique teachings for the past saints. All the inheritance fell on Chu Cheng.
Xuanhuang immortal body, sixty-five reincarnations. This is a great blessing. Before today, Chu Cheng's Xuanhuang Immortal Body was far away from reaching the Xiaocheng state. But at this moment, he received the inheritance from the Martial Ancestor, and after the initiation, he directly entered the realm of Xiaocheng.
The Xuanhuang immortal body, forty-nine reincarnations, is a small achievement. Nine-nine-nine-eighty-one will transform into the realm of Dacheng. Reaching this state, the will to fight will last forever, pushing enemies from all directions with both hands! How many people in the world are our enemies?
"Martial Ancestor has used his own power to refine the Xuanhuang Immortal Body to this level..." Chu Cheng took a deep breath, the golden light was bright and the mist was rising, like a god.
This is also the reason why Chu Cheng possesses the Xuanhuang Immortal Body. He is of the same sect and origin. Otherwise, it would be impossible to absorb so much grafting power. If it were someone else, he could absorb half of it at most, and he wouldn't even be able to achieve a small success.
"How many revolutions did the Martial Ancestor reach when he reached his peak?" Chu Cheng fell into thinking, recalling the mysterious enemy in the third difficulty.
That mysterious enemy has the second level of the Sky Realm. However, in the last punch of Wu Zu's life, he was cut down instantly. This situation is very likely...to reach the third level.
"Martial Ancestor's Xuanhuang Immortal Body... has most likely reached the eighty-one great reincarnation, reaching the Great Adult Body. Although the realm has not reached that magical third level, its combat power may not be inferior to that realm."
The realm of the Martial Ancestor, the pinnacle of martial arts, is enough to frighten the world. It can overwhelm nine heavens and ten earths. It is difficult to find anyone in the world who can match him. Perhaps, the strongest person in this world may not be in the Netherworld.
"There is no doubt that Martial Ancestor is powerful...but..."
The light shines on the world, but Chu Cheng itself is not the source of the light. It will eventually dim a little bit, and the wind and snow will still come again.
"Boom!"
The sound of falling came quietly again.
This falling sound is different from the original one, it is no longer clear and falling. At the moment when the sound of the falling sound was heard, the heaven and earth were resonating, magical rules appeared flying all over the sky, the evolution was complex and terrifying, and all kinds of strange fireworks filled the sky. For a moment, the whole world began to burn, just like a painting that would be reduced to ashes under the blazing fire. With just the sound of a falling child, this world began to disintegrate.
Chu Cheng looked heavy, maybe there would be a catastrophe in the next moment. Wu Ancestor possessed Xuanhuang Immortality, and he had reached a great level of cultivation. He should have been invincible, but he still died here in battle. This shows that after this third tribulation, there is an even more terrifying existence.
The sound of the falling child is like a cry for life. When you are alive, you go there, and you come here again, you will eventually leave some traces. Could this be his last trace?
Due to a great opportunity, Xuanhuang Immortal has reached the sixty-fifth revolution. The scars on his body have healed a lot, and the shocking scars no longer have blood spilled. This allows for resistance, but defeat is certain.
The light finally dissipated, and under the burning fireworks, the sixty-five golden dragons began to disintegrate. The world quickly collapsed, and after a few breaths, the eyes fell into darkness.
After a long time, he heard a few insects and an afterimage of candlelight.
This is no longer a land of wind and snow.
A candle flame floated in the room. Breaking the darkness in front of me.
At this moment, Chu Cheng was standing in a room. The candlelight stretched his shadow to a long and slender window, and he spent the whole night with the starry sky.
It seems like everything is back to square one.
When he came, he saw a half-open door in the house, and walked into a dim corridor. When he lowered his head, he saw scarlet dots scattered all the way. At this moment, he came to the house again, but the difference was that the door was not closed, and what appeared in sight was a wall.
The wooden bed next to it was covered by a curtain, and the neat bed quilt was vaguely visible.
"Boom"
The sound of falling pieces started again, alarming Chu Cheng. Looking back, there were two more people in this room.
"...."
The two men were sitting cross-legged on the ground, and in front of them was a chessboard.
The sound of the move was originally here, but when Chu Cheng looked back, he saw the two figures, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"It turns out...it's him..."
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