The clouds of calamity reached the thickest time in an instant, and the so-called dark clouds were nothing more than that, and the Tianji Mansion that was originally opened up in the void was extremely dim, and it was unceremoniously said that it was already out of sight.

Wang Changsheng slowly took out the Immortal Sword and stood proudly in the field, and then Wang Changsheng raised the Immortal Sword and pointed at the sky, not knowing what he wanted.

"My king, from today onwards, will not be the king of Guanhai City, but the king of the god king, because today, I will change blood and bones, cut off all the marks left by my fathers and ancestors, and I will stand alone!"

Wang Changsheng shouted loudly, the sound shook for nine days, and even the flower concubine and Xiaojin who were watching from a distance were trembling, and no other voices could be heard in their ears, only Wang Changsheng's declaration, Wang Changsheng's ambition.

A drop of rain fell on Wang Changsheng's face, a little cool, the rain swept by, and a trace appeared on Wang Changsheng's face, much like a tear stain, but it was not.

"Before the heavens send a calamity, will they weep for me first? Will my Wang Changsheng be so unbearable? Does my Wang Changsheng need the mercy of others? Heaven must not be humiliated, this sentence is not just talking!"

"Come on!"

Wang Changsheng was ready, the immortal kingdom around him condensed and dispersed, Wang Changsheng at this time was sacred, and the golden light around his body was continuous, setting him off very tall. It is as if the Lord of the Gods stands in the kingdom of the gods.

"Click"

The first thunder descended from the clouds.

At the same time, a piece of the center of the clouds dispersed, revealing the original barren, withered, and dead void, Rao is so, and a glimmer of light also appeared in the center of the clouds, this is a trace of vitality, a trace of hope, a trace of the future.

"Is there hope after destruction?" Concubine Hua said with a trembling voice, her eyes sparkled, she slumped, and sat on the ground looking at Wang Changsheng.

"The power of the catastrophe is a bit big, Brother Sheng's catastrophe is a bit difficult this time, it's not easy to cross."

Xiao Jin's face was expressionless, and he said in a deep voice, although he didn't care about himself in his mouth, but a weapon appeared in his hand, which was refined from a single horn produced by the blood of the Heavenly Demon.

The Heavenly Demon once ruled the Divine Lord Continent for a long time, and many Dao rules have been formulated by the Heavenly Demon, one of which is that the Heavenly Tribulation is indestructible and has the blood of the Heavenly Demon, and it happens that Xiao Jin is this kind of person.

Although Xiao Jin only has a thin blood of the Heavenly Demon, there is a trace of atavistic blood in the single horn, and this trace of blood is not inferior to the blood of the Heavenly Demon Heir in terms of concentration, and it is very rich.

Now that the unicorn has been refined into a weapon, it has the effect of commanding the tribulation, once Wang Changsheng has an accident, Xiao Jin will definitely rush into the center of the tribulation as soon as possible, and sacrifice the unicorn to force back the tribulation, in order to save Wang Changsheng's life.

"You stand back, I will fight alone, and if I succeed today, I can expect to ascend to the altar and become a god in the future. If it doesn't work, my king Changsheng swears with his true spirit that he will come again with great wish power and great perseverance, and then cross the great Mahayana tribulation with reincarnation."

At this time, outside the Tianji Mansion, a deacon hurriedly walked into a secret room, and even forgot to close the door of the secret room, looking a little hairy.

"Lei Tian, what is so urgent, how do I usually educate you, you have to be calm in trouble, you can't mess up your own proportions, you are like this, how can I rest assured that Qianxinlou will be handed over to you in the future?"

An old man in the secret room, who had not moved for ten thousand years, like a stone statue, spoke.

"Father, go and take a look, there has been a spiritual riot in the Thirty-eighth Heavenly Machine Mansion, I don't know what happened, it is very likely to endanger the safety of the guests inside. ”

"Oh?"

The old man opened his eyes and looked at the Tianji Mansion where Wang Changsheng was, his eyes were blazing, as if he wanted to see through the void, his eyes made people feel cold, and even Lei Tian didn't dare to look at his father at will.

"Is this a heavenly tribulation? It's a bit rich, far beyond the heavenly tribulation of the merger period, but it is almost meaningless compared to the Mahayana refining tribulation, it seems to be a tribulation that has entered the half-step Mahayana period, and the people who cross the tribulation should not be underestimated. ”

The old man muttered, then closed his eyes again. Lei Tian was a little stunned, he didn't know why his father was indifferent, he didn't hear the old man's self-talk just now.

"Father, what do you think of the thirty-eighth Tianji Mansion?"

Lei Tian asked tentatively, cautiously, for fear of provoking his father's dissatisfaction, he is the son of this old man, yes, but he is not the only son, he has two elder brothers above him, so he has to do it well, otherwise this Qianxinlou may not have his own place in the future.

"The guests inside are in the tribulation, the Tianji Mansion can withstand this level of the calamity, this is the Mahayana tribulation, don't disturb the guests, otherwise the guests will fail in the tribulation, and Qianxinlou may not be able to bear their anger. “

The old man waved his hand and motioned for his son to exit the secret room, and Lei Tian then bowed, respectfully withdrew, and closed the door with his hand.

"Is a Mahayana period of existence going to appear again? No, I want to try my best to win over, the eldest brother, the second brother has the support of the Mahayana period, and their own strength has also reached the Mahayana period, I am only in the merger period now, and there is still a long distance from the Mahayana period, if there is no Mahayana master to protect the Dharma for me, then... Maybe the Lei family won't have my place in the future. “

Lei Tian made up his mind, and at this time, a maid walked up to Lei Tian and asked for instructions.

"My lord, what should be done about the spiritual power riot in the Heavenly Machine Mansion? Will the Thunder Immortal Ancestor make a move?"

"You don't have to worry about it, go, take the elixir that restores the spiritual power and stabilizes the realm in the building, and prepares another spiritual stone, the guests inside are crossing the catastrophe, which can be regarded as a little bit of my Qianxinlou's heart." “

The maid immediately ran to the Dan room to get the medicine, and Lei Tian was not idle, and ordered the cook in the building to prepare a banquet to prepare for this new Mahayana existence.

Looking at Wang Changsheng at this time, he was struggling to support under the Heavenly Tribulation, the original gorgeous robe on his body had been damaged, and the Immortal Kingdom had been shattered many times, although he tried his best to condense and exert it, but he couldn't withstand the majesty of the Heavenly Tribulation, the Immortal Kingdom had shrunk by more than half, and there was a possibility of further shrinkage.

"Damn, did you take the medicine? It's still not going well, then I'm angry, how can I get through it when it's so big, it's big, it's big. “

Wang Changsheng shook his head, gritted his teeth and took out a few pills to restore his divine power, opened his mouth and swallowed them, straightened out his meridians, and prepared to fight the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Boom"

A few more thunderbolts slashed down, Wang Changsheng tried his best to dodge, and his figure instantly moved dozens of zhang, avoiding several of them, but there was still a thunderbolt on his body, and a smell of burnt flesh wafted out, and Wang Changsheng's body was also scorched in many places.

"No, I have to think of a way, or if it is really planted today, I don't want to die young. “

Wang Changsheng made up his mind to shrink the realm of immortality, only gathering a place around him, the realm of immortality was condensed, and the phantom inside was much more real, looking at it from a distance, it seemed that there was really a vibrant, immortal kingdom on the wasteland.