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Chapter 268 Fallen Sacred Body protects the way, Jun Xiaoyao's hole card, wants to compete with the God of Heaven!

boom!

After a deafening sound, the Seven-Color Thunder Tribulation landed on the place where Jun Xiaoyao was.

In an instant, the seven-colored thunder spread out, filled the four directions, and made a crackling sound.

There was a crash in Jiang Luoli's mind, the whole person seemed to be numb, and her delicate body could not move.

"Did you die?" the Tianjiao around murmured.

Ji Qingyi and the others also fixed their eyes on the top of the altar.

Logically speaking, it is completely impossible for Jun Xiaoyao to resist the Seven-Color Thunder Tribulation.

As the thunder disappeared, everyone's eyes froze at the same time.

There was a look of horror on their faces.

Because Jun Xiaoyao is safe and sound!

And the reason why he was safe and sound was because there was a tall and tall figure standing in front of him.

Black hair fell down at his feet, and his whole body exuded an aura like a deep abyss and a devil.

It is the Fallen Sacred Body!

Fallen Sacred Body roared to the sky, black hair fluttering, like an unyielding god and demon!

"this……"

Not to mention the others, even Jun Xiaoyao himself was stunned for a moment.

He did not infuse his own soul power into the fallen Sacred Body.

In other words, the current fallen Sacred Body is acting according to its own will, rather than being manipulated by Jun Xiaoyao.

But...how is this possible?

Jun Xiaoyao was puzzled.

But he thought again, when he was manipulating the Corrupted Sacred Body before, at certain moments, in the eyes of the Corrupted Sacred Body, it seemed a little clear.

At that time Jun Xiaoyao didn't pay much attention to it, thinking it was an illusion.

Now it seems that the fallen Sacred Body still maintains a deep level of consciousness?

"But why did he take the initiative to protect me?" Jun Xiaoyao was puzzled again.

At this time, there was another roar in the sky.

For not being able to kill Jun Xiaoyao with one blow, the sky seemed very angry, and thunderbolts of seven colors crashed down.

Every thunderbolt can easily kill Saint.

The Fallen Sacred Body roared, and as soon as the soles of its feet stepped on the ground, the whole body soared into the air to meet those thunder disasters.

In the cracks of the Ten Realms, there are no holy realm powerhouses allowed.

But at this moment, the fallen Sacred Body is only using its physical strength to resist the power of the colorful thunder and calamity, and it does not have the magic power of the holy realm.

boom! boom! boom!

One after another thunder struck on the fallen Sacred Body, but the fallen Sacred Body didn't take a step back.

Even though his physical body began to crack, he did not retreat.

Jun Xiaoyao took a deep breath, without hesitation, he seized this opportunity and continued Insight.

In his body, the Immortal Seeds of the Ten Worlds had completely disappeared, turning into food to nourish that mass of energy.

That mass of energy belongs to Jun Xiaoyao's own way.

It seems that there is a scene of opening up the world and evolving the chaos of the Great Universe.

As this breath gradually diffused, the void around him collapsed little by little, turning into nothingness.

It's like Jun Xiaoyao's Tao, which is to surpass the heavens and all Taos, and create the own rules.

"As soon as my way comes out, ten thousand ways will collapse!"

Jun Xiaoyao realized something, he focused all his attention on his own body.

In his own body, it seemed that a world was about to evolve.

That is his world, that is his way, that is his way.

As Jun Xiaoyao's Insight deepened, the power of the Seven-Color Thunder Tribulation became stronger and stronger.

Even the fallen Sacred Body's physical body began to crack and gradually crumble.

But the fallen Sacred Body is still like a solid wall, resisting everything for Jun Xiaoyao.

This may be a kind of protection of the same Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

Desolate Ancient Sacred Body hopes that Jun Xiaoyao can build on the prestige of Desolate Ancient Sacred Body and embark on an unprecedented path.

For the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, remove all shackles and curses.

boom!

In the end, the endless seven-color thunder tribulation directly drowned the fallen Sacred Body.

His physical body began to disintegrate.

The Desolate Sacred Body is the Desolate Sacred Body after all, not the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body in its heyday.

His physical body also went through countless experiments and transformations, but eventually lost some of the characteristics of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

So under this terrifying thunder disaster, the Fallen Sacred Body finally couldn't hold on anymore.

His physical body began to be torn apart, and finally collapsed with a bang.

In the moment of collapse.

It seemed that a sentence came into Jun Xiaoyao's mind.

"The line of Sacred Body depends on you."

"Remember...go to the ancient temple..."

boom!

After supporting Jun Xiaoyao, she emitted the last residual heat.

Fallen Sacred Body finally completely disintegrated, turned into fly ash, and disappeared into the world.

Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao didn't have time to be moved.

He is concentrating on deducing the principles.

However, he heard that sentence and remembered it in his heart.

There is no hindrance of the fallen Sacred Body.

The Seven-Colored Thunder Tribulation was finally able to attack Jun Xiaoyao without hindrance.

And at this moment, around the Altar of Heroic Spirits, endless Heroic Spirits emerged again.

Before Jun Xiaoyao was about to climb to the top of the altar, tens of thousands of heroic spirits also appeared.

And now there are more than tens of thousands of heroic spirits emerging.

There are literally hundreds of thousands.

Don't think this number is huge.

You know, this is the amount accumulated over countless epochs and time.

"This...is it really a dead end!"

Seeing those hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits, Jiang Luoli turned pale.

Ji Qingyi and the little Devil Immortal were also a little chilly.

They knew that this road might be difficult, but they didn't expect it to be so difficult.

It's no different than a dead end.

But The next moment, something surprising happened.

Those hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits were not targeting Jun Xiaoyao, but roaring at God!

That's right, it's a roar to God!

They were all ancient heroes who had been on the altar, and they also wanted to open up their own path like Jun Xiaoyao.

But they all failed.

For God, stop them.

And now, after many epochs, there are finally some people who may walk out of their own road.

These heroic spirits emerged not to deal with Jun Xiaoyao, but to help Jun Xiaoyao to deal with this unfair God!

Why should people be trapped in the world!

Why, they can only be prisoners in the shackles!

This is a rebellion against fate!

Rumble!

Hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits act together to rebel against God!

What a terrifying power this is, even the Seven-Colored Thunder Calamity has to be avoided!

And Jun Xiaoyao, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of heroes, is like the only god.

Looking at the depraved Sacred Body, looking at the hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits protecting him.

Even Jun Xiaoyao had coldness in his eyes.

Dantian in his body, the mass of energy compressed infinitely, and finally seemed to turn into nothingness.

But in the nothingness, a point suddenly emerged.

This point seems to encompass everything and the Universe, and a brand new path gradually emerges.

This point does not belong to this world, but was created by Jun Xiaoyao himself.

It's at this point, when it's about to take shape.

Above the sky, seven-colored thunder and tribulation intertwined, and finally turned into a thunderous face.

The thunderous face was so huge that it filled the sky.

It opened its mouth, and a terrifying beam of thunder poured towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Even those hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits fought back vigorously, but they were unable to resist, and they all turned into ashes amidst the screams.

Faced with the last move that God wanted to kill him.

Jun Xiaoyao looked calm.

His way, his way, is about to be formed, how could he give up here?

"Come on, I'm Jun Xiaoyao, I want to compete with the God of Heaven!"

With a cold shout, Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, and three sword lights pierced the vastness of the world and appeared.

Indistinctly, there was a faint imperial prestige emanating from it.

"That is……"

Ji Qingyi, Little Devil Immortal, River of Forgetfulness, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, and all the remaining Tianjiao.

His pupils widened, he took a deep breath, and there was a huge wave in his heart!

That is... the might of an emperor!

(end of this chapter)