Son-in-law, God-Emperor

"Immortal Tribulation?!"

"Senior, what do you mean?"

"Senior! Can you explain it more clearly!!"

"......"

"That is... After taking the immortal core, you can face an immortal tribulation. If you succeed in overcoming the tribulation, you will be reborn from the ashes!" Saint Ancestor Kongchen spoke in a hurry.

Xiao Qing and the others wanted to ask more questions, but at this time they heard Xiao Fan in the air shouting: "Everyone! The pills on you! And the natural treasures for healing and recovery! Can you lend them to me first? I will definitely pay you back tenfold later!!"

Hearing this, Ye Miaoyin, Xiao Xuan, Xiao Qing, Huang Wudi and the others were shocked, and hurriedly took out their own pills and spiritual medicines and threw them in the direction of Xiao Fan...

Saint Ancestor Kongchen, Saint Lord Kongchen and a group of strong men in the Holy City also took out pills and threw them to Xiao Fan.

At this point, they all wanted to see how far Xiao Fan would improve in the future.

Xiao Fan took over a large amount of pills and spiritual medicines, and had no time to thank him. He used his spiritual power to crush the pills and spiritual medicines and sucked them into his stomach in one breath.

Soon, Xiao Fan's breath recovered, and the wounds on his body gradually healed...

At the same time, the heavenly tribulation after taking the immortal core came.

Rather than saying it was a heavenly tribulation, it would be more appropriate to say it was an immortal tribulation.

"Come on!" Xiao Fan looked at the void and shouted in a low voice, and a huge breath roared.

Above the void, terrible tribulation forces fell one after another. This time the heavenly tribulation was different from the previous one, and its power was not comparable to the previous one.

Xiao Fan was covered by thunder, gnashing his teeth in pain and roaring in pain.

"Dad!" Xiao Qing roared.

Ye Miaoyin, Xiao Xuan, Huang Wudi and others looked worried.

But they were powerless. If they intervened rashly, it would even make Xiao Fan's situation more dangerous.

"Come! Fall! Let me see how strong you are!" Xiao Fan roared to the sky.

The terrifying heavenly tribulation turned into nine colors, emitting a power comparable to the aura of the Ancient Emperor Realm.

Seeing this scene, Saint Ancestor Kongchen couldn't help but exclaimed again: "This... has actually reached the power of the Ancient Emperor Realm?!"

"Senior! Why is it so strong?!"

"That's right! Why is this heavenly tribulation so terrible?!"

"Senior! Can you intervene?!"

"..."

Saint Ancestor Kongchen shook his head: "I can't intervene, it's too terrible. This kind of heavenly tribulation is the heavenly tribulation when I broke through the Ancient Emperor Realm..."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Xiao Fan is only the ninth level of the Emperor Realm now, and he has just broken through. His realm has not been completely stabilized, but he has to endure the heavenly tribulation of the Ancient Emperor Realm.

All around, the strong men of the Holy City were dumbfounded, to the point of being speechless.

Xiao Fan was covered with scars, and his flesh and blood were hacked, and he didn't even have time to recover.

Xiao Fan must rely on his own strength to hold on until the end of the heavenly tribulation...

"Puff... Damn it..." Xiao Fan gnashed his teeth in hatred and took out the Tianming Sword to resist the heavenly tribulation.

But it was useless. The power of the Tianming Sword was strong, but it could not cut off the immortal tribulation.

Xiao Fan had no choice but to borrow the power of the Star Map, the Black Ring, the Enlightenment Seed, and the All Things to improve himself.

It was a pity that it was like a drop in the bucket and could not last too long...

"Alas... Am I going to fail..." The voice of the Wanbing King's long sigh came from the ancient painting in the Star Map.

Then, the Wanbing King was stunned, and the ancient painting was taken out by Xiao Fan and thrown towards the thunder tribulation in the sky: "Senior! Help me!!"

"Boom

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The terrible thunder struck the ancient painting.

The blast made Wan Bing Wang look confused and gnashed his teeth: "Xiao Fan! You deserve to die! You bastard, you deserve to die!!"

Wan Bing Wang never expected that Xiao Fan would suddenly use him to resist the heavenly tribulation.

But at this point, Wan Bing Wang had no choice but to take out all the countless magic weapons in the ancient painting to resist the heavenly tribulation brought by the immortal core...

Seeing the magic weapons made by Wan Bing Wang flying all over the sky, the strong men in the Holy City were so shocked that they almost fainted.

"My God, that... is that the Kunlong Spear made by Wan Bing Wang?!"

"That is... made by Wan Bing Wang! The Nine Evil Circles!"

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