No one can or will think of Yang Sheng, who attained enlightenment at the age of twenty-eight, who would really believe it!
What did not surprise them was that at this time, the Holy King's Palace looked ready to go, led by the Lord of the Holy King's Palace, Yang Dingtian.
"Yang Dingtian, Mo Qinggao, it's not you who are trying to overcome the tribulation. Could it be that a senior of yours is passing by in the Holy King's Palace?"
"It's not Yang Dingtian who is overcoming the tribulation. Who is the place where he is overcoming the tribulation? Could it be that there really is a peerless strong man who passes by the Holy King's Palace and is overcoming the tribulation here?"
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The powerful men from the three major shrines came here chasing the shackles of heaven.
Three thousand heavenly shackles were all exhausted at this time, appearing in Yang Feng's sea of consciousness.
The placenta of the demon god is tightly bound by the shackles of heaven, like a spider spinning a web, binding the placenta of the demon god.
At this time, Yang Feng's golden elixir revealed a monstrous aura of the devil. The originally golden and round golden elixir had cracks on the smooth golden elixir barrier.
An unprecedented demonic aura emerged from it, pouring into Yang Feng's sea of consciousness. The power of world destruction and the shackles of heaven were attached to the surface of this demonic aura.
Click!
Click!
The cracks that appeared on the surface of the golden elixir became larger and larger, and eventually completely shattered.
In Yang Feng's sea of consciousness, a baby is being nurtured. The soul of the solemn treasure on the placenta is slowly filling up in the body, as if it is being infused continuously.
The golden pattern with the shackles of heaven and the power of world destruction appeared on the body surface, and the heaven-defying demon Nascent Soul truly came to the world at this moment.
Demon God Nascent Soul!
Unparalleled evil!
Shackles from heaven!
The avenue is about to perish!
The golden thunder calamity that destroyed the heaven and earth, like a pillar of light holding up the sky, shrouded down towards the place where Yang Feng was crossing the calamity.
At this time, outside the Holy King's Palace, everyone present looked at the unstoppable golden thunder sweeping in all directions with horrified faces.
boom!
Long!
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The dull thunder sounded like the roar of an unparalleled evil!
Yang Feng's consciousness was like juice squeezed out of gold.
Zhi!
Zhi!
Thunder arcs also appeared on Yang Feng's body surface, and the body-refining technique "Chaos Body-Refining Technique" in his body started to operate at this moment.
In his second dantian, the Eye of Desolation, a vertical pupil in a deserted place quietly opened, and the aura of desolation rose.
Originally, under Yang Feng's control, the desolate eyes could only open a slit, but now they were fully opened, with golden light flashing in the pupils.
The ninth level of the Marrow Cleansing Realm is comparable to the physical strength of the best holy weapon. Under the crazy erosion of the world-destroying thunder calamity, it is like a building about to collapse.
"The golden thunder calamity has never been seen before!"
"Is this the legendary immeasurable calamity?"
"No, this is not it. Infinite tribulations are all-encompassing. It is said that the arrival of infinite tribulations in the world will be accompanied by the vision of the pilgrimage of all saints."
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That's right!
After countless calamities, the thunder will turn into nine colors, and the image of the saint will appear in the void.
Now that the Demon God Nascent Soul is born, what is triggered is nothing but the world-destroying divine thunder, the strongest thunder disaster in the immortal system.
The immeasurable calamity is coming.
The calamity cloud that had not dissipated suddenly took on nine colors.
In the void, there are thousands of shadows faintly emerging.
At this time, Yang Feng's body was shrouded in gray mist. His physical body broke through the cleansing marrow and stepped onto the first level of the Golden Body Realm.
Yang Feng's innocent body was covered with a layer of gray mist, and this gray mist was the energy of chaos.
The prototype of the Chaos Golden Body is achieved, and if you want to reach a realm above the Golden Body realm, you need to stack nine layers of Chaos Golden Body to form the Chaos Golden Body battle suit.
Only then can you be qualified to step into the realm of immortality. After entering the realm of immortality, your physical body can truly be "immortal", and it also has another title.
Immortal golden body!
Yang Feng is now at the first level of the Golden Body Realm, which means he has a Chaos Golden Body.
This chaotic energy was not created out of thin air, but was obtained by chance. It was finally refined and hidden on the surface of the body by the "Chaos Body Refining Technique", and now it is plated into a golden body of chaos.
When the image of All Saints Worship appeared in the void, a slender figure with gray mist seemed to feel some kind of call.
It also exposes the figure in the void.
Frightened?
incredible!
Incredible!
In the Yumo Shrine, the palace owner, Mo Wuya, opened the Shinto Heavenly Eye. Even under the vision of the All Saints worshiping, he could not discern the figure in the sky.
In the Danyang Shrine, the palace owner Sikong Yue also opened his divine eye and looked far into the distance, hoping to see clearly who was going through the immeasurable tribulation. However, there seemed to be a strange power interfering with his vision.
He could only vaguely see a shadow.
In the Sword Soul Palace, the palace owner Jun Qianye used the Shinto Heavenly Eyes to transition, and blood leaked from his eyes.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"Why can't you see that figure clearly?"
"By the way, it must be the vision of the All Saints' pilgrimage. When the vision dissipates and the thunder tribulation passes, we will definitely be able to understand the truth."
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An unprecedented desire arose in everyone's heart.
He has never been so eager to know a person's appearance and his identity as he is at this moment.
Everyone knows what the immeasurable tribulation means, which is to comprehend a trace of the great way of heaven and earth and touch the fairyland.
There were only two of them at this time, and they were feeling uneasy.
These two people are Yang Feng's cheap father and wife, Yang Dingtian and Mo Qinggao.
They were the only ones among everyone present who knew the true identity of the blurry figure in the sky.
Because that is their son, Yang Sheng, who is less than twenty-eight years old and has the qualifications of a saint!
Just kidding, outside the Holy King's Palace, the Donghuang Bell rang nine times. The saint's qualifications were personally evaluated. The chaotic energy that was previously coated on Yang Feng's body was given by the accompanying weapon spirit from the Donghuang Bell.
And this is also the deal between Yang Feng and Donghuang Bell Spirit.
Above the void, Yang Feng was shrouded in gray chaotic mist, facing the nine-color thunder tribulation, the nine-color divine thunder, like nine tentacles of heaven.
Wrapping around Yang Feng's body surface, Yang Feng's physical strength is no longer what it used to be.
But even his physical body, which could resist even immortal weapons, gave Yang Feng a sense of suffocation at this moment.
Countless calamities.
It is aimed at the Taoist heart.
The monks have a Taoist heart from the moment they practice, and the nine-color divine thunder bound Yang Feng's body surface and finally entered his body.
The restraint on his heart became tighter and tighter. Yang Feng's body was slightly bent and he was breathing heavily.
However, the nine tentacles transformed into the nine-color divine thunder are constantly shrinking.
The voice of heaven echoed in Yang Feng's mind, and the sneers of the saints shocked his heart and soul.
"Hahaha! The Demon God Yuanying dares to call himself a saint, hahaha! What a big joke!"
"I also want to pay my respects to you. Can you bear it?"
"Crush your Taoist heart and cut off your path of cultivation. Sinful people are dreaming of becoming immortals!"
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During Halloween pilgrimage, we worship the gifts of saints, not demons.
But Yang Feng was not affected by them. Along the way, Yang Feng's state of mind has become as solid as a rock, whether he is cultivating immortals or cultivating demons.
As long as he can obtain power, it is the right way for him.
He just wants to save his mother, and he doesn't care about anything else. So what if this Halloween doesn't worship him, but now it has become his vision?
"Haha! Halloween? You are just a false vision of the past and the future superimposed on each other. You are also dictating to me to see if I will accept you."
Yang Feng shouted loudly, and the vision of the All Saints' Worship merged into his body, and the nine-color thunder calamity that bound his Taoist heart also dissipated at this moment.
But at this moment, a figure passed by Yang Fengcha.
Yang Feng's figure flashed and disappeared into the sky.
Just when I was worried about how to get away, I didn't expect that someone would come to pick up this false reputation.
To be honest, he doesn't care about the qualifications of a saint or the eternal monster. These false names are not rare to him. Just kidding, although glory is good, you have to live to enjoy it.
"His grandma, this time he will be the center of attention, right? The civet cat is the prince, I am really a genius."
A thin figure appeared in the void, muttering to himself, with an unprecedented smile on his face.
This person is Liu Bin, an elite disciple of the Holy King's Palace.
But the soul in his body at this time was Zhang Sheng from Zhuxian University.
Liu Bi and Zhang Sheng are not incompatible with each other. They both have the same hobby and like to show off in front of others.
You can guess a thing or two from Liu Bin's name.
Because of Yang Feng's tribulation, Liu Bi, who was in seclusion, was forced to interrupt his cultivation and discovered that there were thousands of saints worshiping in the void. This was a scene worthy of being recorded in history.
Liu Bi began to wonder in his heart, how could a civet cat be exchanged for a prince, and perfectly enjoy this much-anticipated glory.
In the past, all the limelight in Zhuxian University was robbed by Yang Feng and others. Here, the original owner of this body is still so humble.
Cowardly? This is not his Zhang Sheng, Zhang Biwang style.
"Liu Chai, Liu Bin has a good name, then let's liu cheat together!"
Just after Yang Feng's tribulation was over, he wanted to take advantage of Yang Feng's weakness and kick him into the void, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually recognize him like this.
Left voluntarily.
And Zhang Sheng can naturally enjoy his highlight moment.
"Look, the calamity clouds and visions are gone. Damn it, this bastard made me stand here for three days and three nights. I have to skin him."
"Are you finally showing up?"
"Who is the master with the qualifications of a saint?"
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At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure slowly emerging in the sky.
He has a thin figure and a face that is not handsome, but he is too young.
He appeared to be in his mid-twenties, and the badge logo on his robe and left chest made everyone even more surprised.
He turned his head sharply and looked at the Holy Palace, especially the Palace Master, Yang Dingtian, and his wife, Mo Qinggao.
I found that Yang Dingtian and others had strange looks on their faces.
"What, what's going on?"
"God bless!"
When the couple saw the thin figure in the void, their pupils shrank sharply, and then their hearts dropped.
It was impossible to change the day, but who could have such careful thoughts to plan all this? In the end, the couple who couldn't figure it out could only attribute it to Yang Sheng, Hongfu Qitian.
"Such a young enlightened man, are you kidding me?"
"Elite disciple, survive the immeasurable tribulation?!"
"Holy King's Palace, be happy!"
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After seeing the appearance of the thin figure in the void, the whole place fell silent.
The twenty-seven-year-old monk attained enlightenment, something none of them dared to think about.
Some people died, but not completely...
