"There is a great talent hidden in Guizhe Holy Mountain, and he wants to be crowned Holy Emperor! Yes, you heard it right, he is Holy Emperor!"

Feng Xiaoshuang was so excited that he blushed and said, "I have seen the Holy Tribulation, but it is not as strong as this. This is definitely the momentum that only the Zuyuan Emperor Tribulation can have!"

boom!

A thunder exploded.

Feng Xiaoshuang was so frightened that she almost knocked down the preaching mirror that might trigger thunder.

After she stopped her actions forcefully, her words also stopped abruptly:

"wrong."

After the "Ancestral Emperor Tribulation", the sky was broken, but there was no time and space flow, and the stars were faintly visible!

In the starry sky, the gods worship willows hanging down from the willow branches and worshiping from afar.

The light of guidance connects this world to other worlds, bringing laws from nowhere.

When such great power appears in the Holy God Continent, it turns into a laurel-shaped holy mountain...or in other words, a calamity cloud above the Dead Sea!

The voice of the old master Feng Tingchen rang in his ears.

Feng Xiaoshuang's beautiful eyes widened, her delicate body shook violently, and she exclaimed in disbelief:

"What?"

"This is the rule of the great road that Master Shou took over the relics of the gods. To survive the nine-death thunder tribulation in the Dead Sea, to seal Taixu?"

…

Feng Xiaoshuang's words.

Spiritual refiners from all over the five regions were in an emotional state.

This amount of information is not only huge, but also crazy!

"Can the Dead Sea survive the catastrophe?"

"Suffering the calamity of Yedu, you want to be brought here from the ruins of God?"

"A calamity with such great momentum is actually just a nine-death thunder calamity, just to seal Taixu?"

This calamity never comes out of nowhere.

But after a while, as the thunder tribulation evolved, everyone in the five regions suddenly saw that in the starry sky after the tribulation, in addition to the god worshiping willow, the shadow of the ancestral tree was vaguely formed.

"Dragon Apricot?"

"That's Long Xing!"

There is a golden dragon entrenched on the apricot tree, bringing blessings from the air.

"Nine Sacrifice Gui!"

"Oh my god, the Nine Sacrifice Envoys have also rebelled!"

There is a beautiful woman in palace attire standing on the osmanthus tree, fluttering her sleeves and sending cinnamon scent for luck.

"What is that?"

"Is there a fourth ancestral tree?"

Surprisingly, beside these three ancestral trees, there is actually a tree of darkness that keeps pace with them.

The tree seems to have no spirit, the spirit itself.

She is charming, graceful and graceful, just like a fallen tree mother.

Its crown must be hanging down, like a skirt or a hand, and at the tip are various human-faced infant fruits, emitting an alluring fragrance that makes people swoop in and eat them.

The spirit of Longxing could not help but look at him sideways, with brilliant eyes.

The god worships the willow tree and touches it with its branches.

The Master was in the Dead Sea, and after being swallowed and transformed by the Dark Tree Mother, he created three perfect Tao fruits at the ruins of the God of Power.

"The Holy Strain of Death!"

At this point, everyone suddenly realized that the tree in the Dark Forest of God's Remains was later deduced to be the ancestral tree of the Infant-Destroying Sacred Strain...

Also got by Master Shou!

"What kind of luck is this?"

"How powerful is this?"

"Just to survive the nine-death thunder catastrophe, pay homage to the four great ancestral trees, and even give the Taoist fruit to Di Ying?"

Three Taoist fruits.

Three babies, Xu Xiaoshou.

He fell to the ground from the branches of the Holy Tree of Death. The scene turned and he entered the mouth of the Dead Sea Shouye. With his Adam's apple rolling, his spirit merged into the sea of ​​Qi.

"boom!"

The Nine-Death Thunder Tribulation is completely formed.

The first lightning strike struck down and blasted into the Dead Sea. When it touched the first layer of the Dead Sea, it actually ignored the forbidden magic barrier and the power of the Holy Emperor's golden edict.

Shielded by the combined strength of the four great ancestral trees, this thunder had crossed the sea, crossed the six layers of the Dead Sea, and landed on Master Shou's treasured body.

"..."

Like the spring breeze, like the first snow in winter.

Such a thunderbolt fell on the Holy Continent and landed on the sixth level of the Dead Sea. It only shook Master Shou's black clothes and was perfectly digested.

Seeing this, all the five regions were horrified.

"How stable is his foundation!"

"This is too perverted. This is not a human being at all. No wonder he can resist half-saints, defeat holy emperors, and even defeat ghosts with his power..."

"In my opinion, if Mr. Shou is Taixu, he should be the strongest Taixu in the world."

"Well, listening to you is like listening to a speech..."

The people in the five realms are excited, some are good at interpreting, some are good at evaluating, some are envious, jealous and hateful, and there are also some who are willing to seriously interpret this calamity:

"Taixu is the best in refining spirits."

"Going up further, the holy realm is like an extraordinary place."

"I remember that after the Eighth Sword Immortal was defeated, he once said something that affirmed the height of the road to spiritual refining in this era..."

I'm afraid not many people in the other four regions know this.

But it happened in the Eastern Region, and it was about the Eighth Sword Immortal. After thinking about it, someone remembered something:

"Too Xu, too Xu..."

"Your Majesty said, everything will be empty. The name comes to break the past, but the spirit of the present is not easy."

"I remember that the Eighth Sword Immortal hated the fact that he did not follow the path of Taixu, and even more hated the fact that God did not give birth to a holy body. He had to become famous through swordsmanship, but later he seemed to have cultivated an acquired holy body?"

"Master Shou is different. The path that Master Shou has taken is to have three roles. He can be said to have made up for the most regrettable shortcomings of the Eighth Sword Immortal back then!"

"Yes, the road built by the ancient sword has been destroyed long ago."

"But if the ancient sword cultivator is compatible with the spirit refining method, and add the ancient martial arts... I can't imagine what heights it will reach after being granted the title of Taixu by my master!"

In the south of the Central Territory, the Eighth Sword Immortal Eight Masters, whom the world has compared to others, also stopped at this time.

The storyteller is far away in the sky, he can see it, and he is responsible for explaining it.

"elder brother……"

He hasn't said anything yet.

The eight acquaintances who could not see anything listened to the wind, the thunder, and the sound of the sword chanting in the Dead Sea.

His mind was still reverberating with the solemn advice he gave Xu Xiaoshou when he first entered the Throne Realm in Ancient and Modern Wangyou Tower.

Cultivating all three paths at the same time is the best way, but also the most difficult way!

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he murmured in a low voice:

"The Supreme Being says one, all things return to emptiness."

"The name comes to break the ancient times, and the three paths are in harmony."
Chapter completed!