The tribulation of the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations has represented destruction since ancient times, and many Tianjiao who have the posture of becoming ancient saints have fallen on this.

At this moment, it has shrunk from thousands of miles to a few miles in size, and all kinds of visions have emerged, evolving into a universe of mountains and rivers, wanting to deliver the most devastating blow.

There is no mercy, its existence is to let the robber break and stand up, if not, there is only death.

Lu Feng looked up at the sky, his battle intent was surging, and his strength was mobilized to the limit in an instant.

Heaven wants him to die, and he lives against it.

The heavens don't want him to live, so he breaks the sky.

In a flash.

First, a monstrous black thunder sea descended, and every lightning bolt that swept through it could easily kill a lower Saint Realm.

Now that they are all gathered together, you can imagine how powerful the raging fluctuations must be.

Finally, this power was accumulated to the limit, and time seemed to be cut off at this moment, and the last power of the first difficulty turned into the power of destruction and fell suddenly.

"What's going on, this landing will be the wind and thunder disaster that I have already survived?"

The black storm was mixed with thunder and lightning crackling and falling, hitting the heart.

And this is actually a great tribulation of wind and thunder, but the power has increased several times compared to before, and even the thunder is dark and dark.

Immediately afterward, an extremely strong pressure fell along with the Five Elements Tribulation.

"Could it be that all the previous tribulations and tribulations will happen again?"

The nameless old man observed a few breaths and came up with a terrifying guess.

Sure enough, just after the Five Elements Tribulation came again, Lu Feng's body burned with red dust karmic fire, and then the spiritual difficulty, blood difficulty, and soul difficulty came.

The silent wind blew, and even if it was far away, many people felt the power to kill everything.

Seventy-two Earth Demons, Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs, the four great ancestral beasts actually reappeared, and they were twice as powerful as before.

Not only that, a shuttling galaxy is horizontal, and countless stars are rolling, and it seems that they will fall at any time.

Pieces of the earth turned to dust, and mountains turned to powder, this is the power of the vast heavenly might, even the nameless old man can't seal it.

He was also shocked, he had never seen or heard of it, and the power of this calamity was like chaos.

"Haha, this Lu Feng is finally going to die, no matter how you defy the sky, it's not like you're going to die in front of our eyes!"

The Imperial Pilgrims were so excited that many roared in their hearts, and when they saw the power of the last plague, they didn't think anyone could get through it.

This is no longer a simple martial arts holy tribulation, but can be called the destruction of the world, since ancient times, there has not been such a martial arts holy tribulation.

Even the Star Emperor, who had survived the three calamities and nine tribulations, would have to shed blood here.

At this time, no one cared about the expressions of the emperor pilgrims, their attention was all on Lu Feng, and the pressure on their backs was extremely heavy.

"Can you not be so frightened every time you cross the tribulation?" Xiaohu muttered, but the worry in the tiger's eyes could not be erased.

It also hoped that Lu Feng would be able to break through the barriers of this domain, and the two brothers would create a piece of the world.

The last catastrophe of annihilation and destruction came at this moment, and the rich light made everything unsolvable.

And they don't come down one after the other, but all of them.

Lu Feng was in the midst of the Holy Tribulation, his face was extremely solemn, if he retreated, he would die, and if he entered, there would be a glimmer of life, and he was shrouded in a feathering brilliance all over his body, and he wanted to really fight a way out.

Now the power of this last calamity is really not the slightest way to live, and their strength has increased several times compared to before.

His brows furrowed tightly, and after suffering countless impacts in an instant, Lu Feng was like a flat boat that could be destroyed at any time.

But with every torrent of power, he was keenly aware that the Holy Soul was sublimating, and the Holy Body was precipitating a mysterious power.

Looking up at that mile of tribulation clouds, its scope is shrinking more and more, as long as it disappears completely, Lu Feng can truly become holy.

It was easier said than done than ascending to the sky, and even the bones and slags of his body were destroyed, and his internal organs were greatly traumatized.

"Don't fall!"

Even though blood was dripping from his mouth and nose, and the breath of life was like a candle about to be extinguished, Lu Feng still had a strong belief in his heart to support him.

The revenge has not yet been avenged, what reason can let him fall here?

He also had to trample on the Mu Xing Dynasty step by step to get back the grudge between them.

The clouds shrank to half a mile, but the strength became more and more raging, Lu Feng's flesh and blood were blurred, and he could barely see the human form, but he still stood tall.

"Why aren't you dead!"

Mu Shengtian was anxious, and his face was distorted.

He knew that if Lu Feng really succeeded in surviving this martial arts holy tribulation, it would be a nightmare for the imperial dynasty, and no one could safely look at a demon with the posture of an ancient saint and want to take revenge on them.

At the critical moment, Lu Feng suddenly took out countless treasures that could help survive the Martial Dao Holy Tribulation, and circles of light shrouded his body, disintegrating the endless impact of power.

He had never used it before, just to wait for this moment.

The appearance of the Tribulation Thing caused Lu Feng to breathe for a moment, and he seized the time to regain the power of emptiness.

This kind of Martial Dao Holy Tribulation was too ferocious, even if Lu Feng spent a lot of money to acquire the Tribulation Thing, it only lasted for a few minutes.

The catastrophe befell the body again, Lu Feng's flesh and blood splashed, mixed with bones that emitted strong light, everything looked bright and sad.

The imperial warrior is excited, there is no suspense anymore, he will definitely not be able to get through, his body is already about to be broken.

But that earth-shaking belief supported him, and his body, which seemed to be completely destroyed at any time, could not be cracked at any time.

"This is beyond common sense, can Brother Feng go over? He is also so tragic in the Holy Tribulation of Spiritual Power, he will definitely be able to create a miracle. Mo Ling whispered in his heart.

This time, the Martial Dao Holy Tribulation was so powerful that it was out of control, no matter who it was, it would have to die if it went up, even if some of the primeval supreme powerhouses were in the realm of Lu Feng.

"Die, die, die cleanly, thoroughly, don't let this scourge live!"

Rumble!

The earth-shattering explosion sounded in pieces, and this kind of fluctuation was comparable to the Ancient Saint Tribulation.

In the final moment, the power of this calamity turned into a blazing light that drowned the place, completely destroying everything in its range.

There is no light in the world, and the space is full of black holes, and the darkness is incomparable, as if an evolutionary hell.

"Are you dead?"

The power of the Holy Blood remained in the void forever, indelible, and they could no longer see Lu Feng's figure, as if it had turned to ashes.

After waiting for a long time, he couldn't see Lu Feng's figure, and the emperor pilgrim couldn't hold back any longer, laughing: "Dead, he's dead, although this time it's extremely twisty and turned, but he is still dead, dead under his own holy calamity!" ”

"It's really ridiculous, such a strong character would actually say that he is pathetic or lamentable?"

"Passing this on can be a big joke for a domain."

Rampant sounds, loud laughter, one after another.

They were venting the excitement in their hearts.

"You are just dead, and you will be broken into thousands of pieces by shouting Tiger Master again!"

Xiaohu looked sad, its eyes were filled with mist without tears, and it couldn't feel any breath from Lu Feng, and yelled.

"This group of **** people are still shouting there, rushing over to kill them, and bury Lu Feng!" Wu Chi was also drinking.

The atmosphere here has changed drastically, sadness and excitement coexist, but the nameless old man didn't say anything, and frowned at the Holy Tribulation Land.

"Don't cry so much, I'm not dead, I'm sanctified, it's just a bunch of clowns."

In the darkness, a bloodied figure slowly stood up.

Although his voice was weak, he still did not die, and survived this seemingly impossible martial arts tribulation at a critical juncture.

The real sanctification against the sky has stepped into the category of the martial arts holy realm.

(End of chapter)