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The dark night sky was completely torn apart and devastated.

"Someone sanctified, is this a saint robbery? But how could the saint tribulation move so much, it's really strange! ”

The old man in the palace of Chang'an City put down the brush in his hand, looked up at the place where the barren mountain was, and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes widened, as if he thought of something bad.

"Could it be that something happened somewhere?"

The old man did not hesitate to open the map of the mountains and rivers and protect the entire Chang'an City.

In the city of Chang'an, in a hidden house.

A black-robed man was rolling on the ground, seemingly suffering inhumanely.

His body was covered with sweat, his white hands were covering his head, and his entire facial features were already distorted by pain.

"Give up, you can't fight me! How could a mere saint realm be an opponent of a demigod realm! ”

"You're just half of the primordial gods I cut back then, it's time to merge into one!"

"Although this body is no longer complete, don't worry, I promise you, I won't kill your man!"

In the spirit of the black-robed man, a strange voice sounded, as if a high god was preaching to the people who believed in it.

"Hmph, this is my body, why should I give it to you!"

"Since you have cut off half of the primordial gods back then, why did you go to great lengths to fuse from the god realm?"

"I won't give in, if I don't agree to my conditions, even if I fight for jade, I won't choose to merge with you!"

Another voice also sounded in the soul of the black-robed man, every word was heart-wrenching, without any intention of compromise.

"Hmph, let your Yuan Shen be the main one, and my Yuan Shen as the supplement, it's just a fool's dream, it's impossible!"

"At most, Princess Ben will take a step back, we will integrate equally, as for who is the main and who is the auxiliary, it is up to fate!"

"Today is the last day, if we don't fuse, all the preparations for hundreds of years will be wasted, and we will all be gone!"

"Because this princess made an oath with her natal primordial god back then, if she doesn't fuse, she will never recover!"

The strange voice continued to sound, and there was finally a hint of compromise in the toughness.

"As long as you agree to the fusion, this princess has a way to erase the consciousness of half of the primordial god and completely restore this princess to your demeanor!"

The demonic voice secretly said in his heart, not making a sound, waiting silently.

Because silence is better than sound at this time.

As the princess of the Demon Clan in the Divine Realm, she has absolute self-confidence.

"It's been a few months of fighting, this body is on the verge of collapse, it's time to tell the winner!"

"For the sake of my man, I will not disappear, I will not!"

The other voice also did not make a sound, but there was a monstrous wave in his heart.

After a brief pause in the fight, the black-robed man finally stopped rolling, and his distorted facial features finally returned to their original appearance.

It is a thousand faces that have disappeared in the icy land of the far north.

Although the faces were the same, there was only an additional mark of fire in the center of the eyebrows.

"Well, I agree to fusion! But demon girl, you'd better not play tricks, although I can't fight you with a thousand faces, I definitely have the courage to burn jade! ”

The words of a thousand faces are full of determination to burn jade.

"Hmph, anyone will say cruel words, you have no other choice! Let go of the original god and fuse the quasi-ben! ”

The strange voice of the demon girl sounded, and she was secretly happy in her heart.

Among the spirits of a thousand faces,

Two clouds of white light appeared in an instant, and they turned out to be two thousand faces, exactly the same in length.

It's just that the look is very strange.

One had a solemn expression, and there was an extra mark of flame on his eyebrows.

The two thousand faces also have no clothes on, and their delicate bodies and stunning faces are enough to turn all beings upside down.

The two thousand faces were approaching, and finally they began to merge little by little.

Time passed in a hurry, and the two thousand faces almost became one.

"You're cheating?" The voice of a thousand faces was heard.

"You know? It's late. I will erase your consciousness and kill your man! A mere mortal, he actually dares to defile the jade body of this princess, he should be killed! ”

The strange voice of the demon girl came out with indifference.

"You dare?"

……

The back mountain of the barren mountain

After a month of retreat and cultivation, the Dao Foundation finally broke through from the pseudo-saint realm to the saint realm, ushering in the legendary saint tribulation.

It's just that this saint tribulation seems to be too exaggerated, and even Dongfang Xiaoshu himself is not sure whether it is his saint tribulation or not.

Black clouds are thick, thunder is rolling, golden lightning is vertical and horizontal,

Was that old demon born?

It's obviously intolerable!

Click

A golden streak streaked across the night sky, like a golden dragon looking at everything in the world.

Bang

In the sky covered with black clouds, a golden thunderbolt the thickness of an arm descended, instantly locking the small tree in the east.

Thunder and lightning came in an instant, and there was no way to dodge it.

"The turtle king is a mung bean, buddy is a human, not an old demon, as for being so ruthless?"

"It's going to kill you!"

The oriental tree gestured to the sky, and her handsome face was full of bitterness.

"**** God!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu muttered dissatisfiedly, and the whole person did not retreat but advanced like an immortal wandering, and smashed into the descending heavenly tribulation with a fist.

Fist Madness

The Golden Thunderbolt's Heavenly Tribulation was blasted away by Dongfang Xiaoshu's punch, and it barely caused any damage to Dongfang Xiaoshu.

The first tribulation is just a temptation, and the symbolism is a little stronger.

Although Dongfang Xiaoshu had heard the explanation of the Dead Demon Master, after all, it was the first time he encountered the Heavenly Tribulation, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

After destroying the catastrophe with one punch, Dongfang Xiaoshu's confidence doubled, and the whole person exuded a monstrous battle intent.

The second saint tribulation came as scheduled, and the thigh-thick golden thunder and lightning were mixed with terrifying power, and smashed towards the small tree in the east.

The power of the second Saint Tribulation was twice as strong as that of the first Saint Tribulation.

Dongfang Xiaoshu is relaxed on the surface, but he doesn't dare to slack off in his heart.

Instead of being passively struck by lightning, Dongfang Xiaoshu still likes to take the initiative, and taking the initiative is the fun to enjoy.

Even if the Heavenly Tribulation is the most difficult woman to conquer, Dongfang Xiaoshu must take the initiative to tame it.

Passive is not his style.

In bed, of course, except, after many times.

The small tree in the east flew up, like an immortal, towards the second saint tribulation.

Break it for me!

Boom

The small tree in the east fell like a falling star, smashing a deep crater on the rocks, and the stone chips and smoke took off.

"But so, I haven't killed Dongfang Xiaoshu yet!"

Dongfang Xiaoshu spat out a mouthful of blood, coughed and walked out of the deep pit, looking at the third saint tribulation that was about to fall in the sky, his eyes lit up.

The saint has six realms.

Since his life is worry-free for the time being, I don't know if the ancient physical training technique that has been unable to do anything can make a breakthrough in the saint tribulation.

You can give it a try.

The small oriental tree that had made up its mind flew into the sky again.

However, he did not use any attack.

The golden thunder and lightning struck, and the small oriental trees bathed in the golden light fell like burning stars.

A scream rang out from the golden light.

"The turtle king eight mung beans, the bet is wrong!"

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