Start Sign Desolate Ancient Sacred Body

Chapter 999 The catastrophe of death, the manifestation of ancient heroes, the boundless land, the ups and downs of my lord!

If you want to become a real Supreme, you need to survive the Supreme disaster.

There are countless arrogances of heaven, their halberds were smashed into the sand, and they turned into ashes in this calamity.

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

And according to the different people of the Transcend Tribulation, the Supreme Tribulation that is attracted is also divided into different grades.

Such as three-nine Heavenly Tribulation, six-nine poor kalpa, nine-nine extinction kalpa and so on.

The higher the level of doom, the more difficult it is to survive.

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

But there is a kind of catastrophe. Throughout the ages, there have only been a few times.

There is very little information left.

Many people even wondered if that kind of doom ever existed.

That kind of calamity is called the final Supreme Calamity.

This kind of catastrophe has been bombarded thousands of times with thousands of thunderbolts.

In addition, it will also manifest the phantom imprint left by the most powerful Transcend Tribulation through the ages.

That kind of character, with the lowest achievement, is also the one who proves Taoism and becomes an emperor.

There is even no shortage of higher-achieving figures.

As for who can trigger this catastrophe.

Only those who are heaven-defying enough to affect the universe and the order of all things can enjoy this kind of treatment.

This kind of person exists in the world, and if he breaks through all the way, he will subvert the original order and rules of the world.

Therefore, the punishment of mortal robbery is needed to make it go to the end, and it cannot affect the heaven and the earth.

This is the reason for the name of the final Supreme Kalpa.

Invoking this calamity is no different from ten deaths and no birth.

"Oh my god, it's the final Supreme Kalpa!"

"The chaotic body is so terrifying!"

Countless Tianjiao are a little dazed.

This is the first time I have seen this kind of mysterious robbery that only existed in ancient history.

Tens of thousands of thunderbolts gather in the vastness of the universe!

The phantoms of countless powerful Transcend Tribulations manifest in the void!

The end Supreme robbery, leading people to the end!

At this moment, everyone's heart trembled!

In the borderlands, amidst the vastness, there are several vague figures standing tall.

That is the Quasi Emperor powerhouse who sits at the border all the year round.

"That person is... the Chaos Body from a foreign land."

"One of the six world-destroying kings should not be underestimated. Do you still remember the disasters that some of the six world-destroying kings brought to the border?"

"The source of the alien chaotic body, Karma, is difficult to detect, as if it has been erased, without trace."

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

"Can you please move that one, let him make a move."

"That could cause big problems."

"There is no other way. The Six Kings of Extermination, and they are still in a chaotic body. They cannot exist in this world, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

Several Quasi Emperors sitting at the border gate were communicating with each other with dignified expressions.

And on the side of the frontier, the blood sacrifice land.

In the end, the Supreme catastrophe is coming, shocking all directions.

"Back, back quickly, don't be involved!" Xuan Haoqiong shouted.

That is the final Supreme Kalpa.

Even for seed-level figures like them, the maximum number of calamities they have survived is only six or nine poor calamities.

Even Nine Nine Extinction Calamities were not aroused.

As for the final Supreme Tribulation, I dare not even think about it.

Even if you have already become Supreme, if you are involved in such a catastrophe, there is only one way to fall.

call out! call out! call out!

Countless breaking wind sounds, and everyone around is retreating.

"The Chaos body is bound to die, he can't survive such a calamity!" Golden Crow little Saint King said.

The power of this final Supreme Tribulation is much stronger than the simplified version of the ancient Ninth Killing Formation they arranged.

Almost no one can get through.

And Jun Xiaoyao, dressed in white, has a slender figure, standing on the top of the giant mountain of white bones.

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

They are nothing but clowns.

"Is it the final Supreme Kalpa?"

Jun Xiaoyao looked up at the universe sky.

Heavenly Tribulation of this magnitude means Death to everyone else.

But for Jun Xiaoyao.

But mediocre!

Jun Xiaoyao stepped into the sky, waved his big sleeves, and the chaotic air surged all over his body, and the strands of it fell down, crushing the void.

In his body, a law shone brightly, and there was also a strong power of Qi and blood surging.

It is the Meat Movement Technique!

"Heavenly Tribulation can make my meat more flawless while Movement Technique."

This final Supreme Calamity is a fatal calamity for others.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, it is a great tonic.

Rumble!

Jun Xiaoyao stepped up to the sky step by step, and the soles of his feet collapsed into the void.

After condensing the movement technique of his flesh, his physical strength doubled even more.

Even, it has begun to gradually transcend the simple concept of the physical body.

Instead, it turned into an existence like law energy.

And the three thousand Sumeru worlds he practiced in body script before, because of the cohesion of the flesh Movement Technique.

Once again, the Sumeru world evolved and was born one by one.

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 a sky of thunder, and swept down!

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

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and punched out!

Open the sky with one punch!

Boom!

Thunder on the flat ground, exploding into the vast expanse!

Space cracks that are tens of millions of miles long are spreading!

This is simply like a catastrophe that destroys the world!

Thunderbolts of various colors are landing, bombing and killing!

Heavenly Yin Mother Thunder, Xuanming Thunder, Colorful Immortal Thunder, Chaos Thunder...

There were countless thunder calamities, which made people dazzled.

At the same time, in the robbery cloud, young figures emerged one after another.

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

They are all imprints left by the best group of people in each era.

There is a phantom of a man, driving the five-spirit chariot, like the Heavenly Emperor touring the world!

There is a woman with peerless beauty, if a fairy is reincarnated, she raises her hand to suppress the common people!

It can be said that any phantom is peerless.

Even surpassed some of the seed-level geniuses present.

"It's terrible, what kind of punishment is this!?"

"That chaotic body will definitely die, and it is absolutely impossible to live!"

Those Tianjiao who hid in the distance were all panicked.

If it were them, they might be turned into ashes if they couldn't last a few breaths.

And amidst the endless flashes of thunder, Jun Xiaoyao is like a chaotic God of War, an immortal God King, with his fingers turned upside down, the sky falls apart!

"God, they are all defeated by my subordinates. How can they resist me if they are mere robbery and punishment?"

Jun Xiaoyao is hunting in white, blowing in the wind.

The messy black hair added to Jun Xiaoyao's unrestrained and free and easy demeanor.

To Jun Xiaoyao, he is nothingness.

No stick Karma.

Destiny will not be controlled by any rules.

My life is up to me!

Jun Xiaoyao's big chaotic handprint slapped away the Thunder Calamity in front of him.

The vision of chaos opening up behind him emerged, and the vastness of thousands of miles was covered by chaos!

Even the mighty thunder and calamity were submerged in it.

In front of him, many phantom imprints of ancient history rushed towards Jun Xiaoyao.

There is the supreme hero who drives the five-spirit chariot, just like the Heavenly Emperor.

Youruo True Immortal is reincarnated, a goddess with peerless beauty.

As for these, Jun Xiaoyao smiled freely.

"Where are the heroes in history, how many people are worthy of the enemy in the past and present?"

"Thousands of generations will rise and fall, and you will all be dust."

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

Jun Xiaoyao waved his sleeves, and sacrificed the God Weeping War Halberd, his white hair was three thousand feet, floating into the void!

Slashing out with a halberd, splitting through thousands of thunder and calamities, the twilight world is boundless!

The heroes of all generations are passers-by, but I am happy to leave their names!

(end of this chapter)