Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

Chapter 999: The mortal catastrophe, the ancient hero manifests, the vast land, I...

If you want to become a true supreme, you need to survive the supreme calamity.

There are countless heavenly arrogances.

But there are also a small number of people who can barely get through.

Moreover, depending on the person who crossed the Tribulation, the Supreme Tribulation that was attracted was also divided into three, six or nine.

Such as the Three and Nine Tribulations, Six and Nine Poor Tribulations, and Nine Nine Destruction Tribulations.

The higher the level, the harder it is to survive.

Of course, after passing through, the strength will be stronger.

But there is a kind of calamity, and there have been only a few times since ancient times.

There is very little information left.

Many people even wonder if that kind of calamity has ever existed.

That kind of calamity is called the ultimate supreme robbery.

This kind of calamity, tens of thousands of lightning, bombarded tens of thousands of times.

In addition, it will also reveal the phantom imprint left by the most powerful robber through the ages.

That kind of character, with the lowest achievement, is also a proving Dao to become an emperor.

There are even more accomplished figures.

As for who can provoke this calamity.

Only those who can influence the heaven and earth and the order of all things can enjoy this kind of treatment.

Such people exist in the world, and if they break through all the way, they will subvert the original order and rules of the world.

Therefore, a mortal punishment is needed to make it go to the end, unable to affect the heaven and the earth.

This is the origin of the name of the final supreme robbery.

Inspiring this robbery is no different from ten deaths without life.

"Oh my God, it's the Ultimate Tribulation!"

"The Chaos Body is so terrible!"

Countless Tianjiao are a little dazed.

This is the first time I saw this mysterious robbery that only exists in ancient history.

Thousands of thunders, moving between the vast universe!

The phantoms of countless powerful robbers are manifested in the void!

At the end of the supreme robbery, leading people to the end!

At this moment, everyone's hearts trembled!

In the border land, in the vastness, there are several vague figures standing tall.

That is a quasi-emperor-level powerhouse who sits in the border all year round.

"That one is... a chaotic body in a foreign land."

"One of the six kings of Annihilation, don't underestimate it. Do you still remember the disasters that the six kings of Annihilation brought to the border?"

"The causality of the source of that alien chaotic body is difficult to detect, as if it has been erased, there is no trace."

"In order to be foolproof, he must be killed."

"Can you please move that one, let him do it."

"This may cause big problems."

"There is no way, the six kings of the world are destroyed, and they are still chaotic bodies, cannot exist in the world, otherwise the consequences will be unthinkable."

The quasi-emperors who were sitting in the border gate were communicating with each other, their expressions were solemn.

But on the side of the wilderness, the sacrifice of blood is here.

In the end, the supreme calamity is about to come, shocking all directions.

"Back, fast back, you can't be involved in it!" Xuan Haoqiong shouted loudly.

That's the ultimate calamity.

Even if it is their seed-level figures, the highest number of calamities they have survived is only six or nine catastrophes.

Even the Nine Nine Tribulations did not provoke it.

As for the Ultimate Tribulation, I can't even think about it.

Even if he has become the supreme and is involved in such a calamity, there is only one way to fall.

call out! call out! call out!

Countless breaking wind sounded, and everyone around was retreating.

"There is no doubt that the chaos body will die, he can't survive such a catastrophe!" said the little king of the golden crow.

The power of this final supreme robbery is much stronger than the simplified version of the 9th Swire Array they arranged.

Almost no one can get through.

And Jun Xiaoyao, in white clothes, stretches out, has a slender figure, standing on top of a huge mountain of bones.

He didn't care about the Golden Crow Little Saint King and the others.

They are just jumping clowns.

"Is the final supreme robbery?"

Jun Xiaoyao looked up at the firmament of the universe.

This type of calamity represented death to anyone else.

But for Jun Xiaoyao.

But you!

Jun Xiaoyao stepped on the sky, waved his big sleeves, and the whole body was surging with chaotic energy, falling down, crushing the void.

In his body, a law gleamed with brilliant brilliance, and there was a strong qi and blood surging.

It is the law of the flesh!

"Heavenly Tribulation can make my physical law more perfect."

This final supreme calamity is a mortal calamity for others.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, it was a big tonic.

Rumble!

Jun Xiaoyao stepped onto the sky, the soles of his feet collapsed into the void.

He had condensed the laws of the flesh, and the power of his flesh exponentially increased exponentially.

Even, it has begun to gradually transcend the pure physical concept.

It turns into a law-like existence.

And before him, the three thousand Xumi worlds who practiced with the body book, because of the cohesion of the laws of the flesh.

Once again, the worlds of Sumeru evolved and were born.

From two hundred and sixty, it began to increase rapidly.

Two hundred and seventy!

Two hundred and eighty!

Two hundred and ninety!

boom!

The vast thunder entangled with each other, turned into the sky of thunder, swept down!

The sky is falling apart, and the edge is trembling!

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and punched out!

One punch to open the sky!

Boom!

Thunder on the ground, exploding into the boundless!

Tens of millions of miles of space cracks are spreading!

This is like a catastrophe that destroys the world!

Thunders of various colors are landing, blasting!

Tianyin Mother Thunder, Xuanming Thunder, Colorful Immortal Thunder, Chaos Thunder...

The countless Thunder Tribulation was dazzling.

At the same time, in the robbery cloud, a group of young figures appeared.

There are men and women, men are unparalleled, and women are unparalleled.

These are the marks left by the best people in each era.

There are men's phantoms, driving the five spirit chariots, like the emperor of heaven patrolling the world!

There are women, beautiful and beautiful, if the female fairy reincarnated, holding up the palm to suppress the common people!

It can be said that any phantom is unparalleled.

Even more than some seed-level talents present.

"It's horrible, what a robbery is this!?"

"That chaotic body must die, absolutely impossible to live!"

Those Tianjiao who hid in the distance are all panicked.

If it were them, they were afraid that if they couldn't take a few breaths, they would be turned into ashes.

And between the endless thunder and shining, Jun Xiaoyao is like the chaotic war god, the immortal king, with his palms toppling, the sky is torn apart!

"God, it's all my subordinates who are defeated. How can you stand up to me?"

Jun Xiaoyao hunted in white clothes, rising with the wind.

The black hair is scattered, adding a bit of uninhibited free and easy style to Jun Xiaoyao.

To Jun Xiaoyao, he was nothingness.

Do not stick to cause and effect.

Fate will not be controlled by any rules.

My fate is up to me!

Jun Xiaoyao made a large mudra of Chaos and slapped the thunder disaster in front of him.

Behind the scenes of chaos opening the sky appeared, the vast expanse was covered by chaos!

Even the great thunder disaster, are all submerged in it.

In the front, many phantom imprints that are left in ancient history rushed towards Jun Xiaoyao.

There are supreme heroes who drive the five spirit chariots, just like the emperor of heaven.

Youruo Zhenxian reincarnated, a beautiful goddess.

Regarding these, Jun Xiaoyao smiled freely and easily.

"Where are the heroes in the history of history? How many people can be defeated today and ancient?"

"Everlasting generations are all dust."

"Now the vast land, my lord ups and downs!"

Jun Xiaoyao shakes his sleeves, sacrifices the halberd of weeping, with white hair three thousand feet, floating in the void!

Cut out with a halberd, split through thousands of thunder and tribulations, and the dusky world is boundless!

All generations of heroes are passing by, but I am happy to leave my name!