Cultivation is a process of going against the sky, and since it is against the sky, the path of a practitioner is naturally not easy. There are more than 100 million monks who have embarked on the path of spiritual practice, but how many of them can truly achieve great things? Too few, Huang Ren alone can trap more than 90% of the monks.

The road is full of troubles, but the scariest thing is...

God forbid!

These two words have always existed only in ancient mythology, and only the supreme being of the divine heavenly fruit can be deprived. When they are lifted up to the divine heavens, the end of the world will come. If they can stay the course, they will be invincible under the stars. If not, that's just the result.

All shapes and souls are destroyed, and all bodies die.

At this time, the sky above the mass grave thundered and lightning. Lightning thicker than a bucket intertwined, roaring and thundering like a brontosaurus. The god of Conan the Destroyer can fill an entire purple miniature planet in an instant.

"Purple Weixing, someone has entered the Divine Heaven Realm, this, how can this be !!?"

"Not my ancients, who is it?!"

"Terran?"

The demons, the Shura, the ghosts, and the kings of the three ancient tribes were all shocked and turned pale with fright.

They are all super antiques left over from ancient times. It's clear how terrible the word "apocalypse" means. Since ancient times, it is only when monks enter the divine heaven that they attract the power of heaven!

In other words, at this moment, someone is attacking the Divine Heaven Realm!

What does the Holy Day represent?

On behalf of the invincible!

On behalf of the Supreme!

Looking at the vast starry sky, how many people in history have been able to enter the sacred heavens? At this time, someone really crashed into the sacred heavenly field, causing a disaster. How can this not scare them?

The dense spread of the destructive air conditioner silenced the entire purple miniature star. All living beings trembled with fear and panic, as if the end of the world had come. For the first time, ancient kings believed that someone was attacking the sacred heavens. They wanted to see, but no one moved.

How powerful are natural disasters?

It was the light of war on the road. It is designed to land the strong in the divine heavens. Even if there were still ninety-nine lives, the ancient kings did not dare to look at it, and even the gods did not dare to disperse. Whether it is a natural disaster or a person who attacks the Divine Heaven, they cannot provoke them.

The entire Zi Weixing, including the Demon Garden, all the powerhouses thought that at this moment, someone was attacking the Divine Heaven Realm. In fact, they were all wrong. The goal of this catastrophe is much smaller than they thought.

He's just a Xuan Immortal!

"Boom!"

Thunder fell from the sky, one after the other, more terrible and stronger than the other.

In the mass grave, Jiang Fanxiao's face turned pale.

Since he embarked on the path of cultivation, he had encountered too many risks and too many conditions for death, but he had never been like this before. At this time, he really felt hopeless, frightened, and helpless.

It's horrible!

A huge thundercloud thundered over his head, and he could feel that this thundercloud was aimed at him, because there was a great will to lock him inside. Looking at the tumbling thunder dragon, he really couldn't bear the courage to resist. Even his feet couldn't move.

"Why... How could this happen!"

He muttered to himself.

He had read the relevant ancient books, and naturally he already knew that this was the legendary end of the world. He just didn't understand, he couldn't figure it out anyway, he had never been only for the Holy Heaven powerhouse Armageddon, why was he so highly rated on the avenue when he first entered the Xuan Immortal and began to land?

Disaster...

What will he use to resist?

"Boom!"

The dull beat of drums suddenly sounded. At this time, the thunderclouds above the sky seemed to be brewing. At this moment, a red sky thunder suddenly fell from the sky and slashed directly towards Jiang Fanxiao.

"Poof!"

Under the blow, Jiang Fanxiao was split in half on the spot, and the blood stained the void red.

The heart ached, and the fear and helplessness in Jiang Fanxiao's heart were strong. He now has more flesh and blood than most of the Sanqing powerhouses, but in this thunderous day, he can't stop even a single blow!

"Damn! Damn. Damn it!"

He roared angrily.

After the first lightning strike, the thick dark clouds calmed down temporarily. Only endless red lightning intertwined within. Obviously, this catastrophe is far from over. This is just the beginning.

The Xuanxian series of divine energy was surging, and Jiang Fanxiao's body was difficult to reorganize.

The immortal battlebody was moving the faint light of immortality, and no damage was visible on the surface. However, this is only scratching the surface. At this time, his face was pale, he had lost most of his blood, and his body was crumbling.

Under one blow, he was hit by unimaginable blows!

"Boom!"

The clouds rolled and did not give him time to recover. The second lightning strike came straight down.

Jiang Fanxiao was scared in his heart, but he couldn't wait for death. At this time, he almost didn't hesitate, and directly sacrificed the ancestral seal, and the majestic Xuan Immortal Power flowed out, protecting him entirely.

Sanqing is very powerful. At this time, he urged this powerful ancestor with the achievement of the supreme Xuan Immortal, and immediately let it emit the most powerful divine light, like an immortal monument against his head.

But...

"Cameroon!"

The thunder fell, and the divine seal above his head was directly shattered.

"Poof!"

Jiang Fanxiao was cut again, and a bloody hole appeared in his chest. Not only that, but the other half of his body was directly shattered, and even bone fragments could not be left, and completely turned into dust.

"Ahem!"

Jiang Fanxiao coughed up blood, and his face became even paler.

Just like the first lightning, after the second lightning strikes, the sky becomes calm again. Taking advantage of this time, Jiang Fanxiao's body creaked, and a faint immortal glow flowed down, and it was split in half and condensed.

This is him, the power of his body is the perversion of the earth, and he can survive under such a thunderstorm. If this is replaced by another mysterious fairy, who can bear it? It is estimated that the thunder will be shattered before it falls. Where are the opportunities to restructure the body?

However, even so, Jiang Fanxiao was not excited at all now. He saw nothing but despair.

In this way, an ancestral weapon was chopped off, and despite this, he was seriously injured. At this point, he didn't even have the strength to stand firm. His body trembled, and it seemed as if he was going to fall into the dust at any moment.

"Buzz!"

Dozens of breaths passed, and this time, the apocalypse took much longer to form.

Finally, on the third day the thunder showed signs.

The red body of light filled with the supreme air conditioner that destroyed everything, and the space around it was constantly splitting. The silver space-time turbulence overflowed wantonly, but before it could completely rush out, it was shattered by Tian Lei's air conditioner.

"Boom!"

After three breaths, the lightning finally fell.

A huge time tunnel appeared in the void, which was entirely caused by the red thunder in the sky. The space was directly crushed. The red sky thunder was like a terrifying dragon, directly piercing the entire space.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Fanxiao trembled, her teeth clenched.

Today's thunder is more terrible than the next day's thunder. It's not at the same level at all. At this time, he directly took out the ancestral clock, and also called up the mysterious space in his body, blocking his head one after the other, ushering in the third ray of red light.

"Cameroon!"

The big bell of the ancestral artifact shattered, and Pu's voice disappeared.

The red sky thunder didn't seem to encounter any obstacles, and no obstacles continued to fall towards the bottom, and the hard impact force held up the mysterious space in Jiang Fanxiao.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering trill, sounding like a celestial drum.

"Poof!"

Jiang Fanxiao coughed up blood and first retreated dozens of feet.

On the third day, the thunder was unexpectedly blocked, but the price was too high. At this moment, the space he lifted was torn apart, the grass withered, the buds withered, and even the nascent river dried up.

This moment directly destroyed most of the small world thousands of miles around.

All other lands were shattered except for the colorful lake in the most central part of the neighborhood, as if they had experienced a world catastrophe. The silver Divine Power Balance did not move, the six Shenhua groups rotated slightly, and the Heavenly Demon Sword and Fusang Ancient Tree did not fluctuate, as if all this had nothing to do with them.

"What to do!"

The fourth lightning storm was brewing in the sky, and Jiang Fanxiao fell into deep despair.

Although the mysterious world in the body blocked the thunder on the third day, it did not let it come close to itself. But Jiang Fanxiao was not happy at all, because he found that this space was like the origin of his life. The space was broken, and he suffered no less trauma than the previous two.

"Boom!"

The deafening thunder sounded stronger and more terrifying than ever.

It seems that because the three consecutive divine thunders failed to hit the target, the divine thunder was furious, and on the fourth day, the divine thunder frantically gathered together and was energized on all sides, and the devastating true qi activity was sent out first and split the entire mass grave.

The mighty Violet MSI as a whole fell into deep fear...

However, after this fear, there are still signs that the strong have discovered it.

In the deepest part of the Great Famine, the white-haired Demon Yuan's originally frightened face gradually revealed a suspicious color: "This is a natural disaster, but... How can you be so weak......"

As the first person under the Divine Heaven, Yao Yuan's qualifications were undoubtedly amazing. In the glorious ancient times, in order to let him go further, the Demon Emperor personally took him to see the progress of a saint's tribulation.

"This ...... It shouldn't be ......"

Mo Yuan was puzzled.

The process of the catastrophe he had seen in the past was absolutely terrifying. Even the strong man in the Divine Heaven could not resist the catastrophic thunder, and after his nine deaths, he barely survived. But now, even though he was far away from the Land of Apocalypse, he could still feel the power of thunder and lightning.

Such a catastrophe was so faint compared to what he had seen at first that he felt that even he could easily stop it. This made him frown deeply, bewildered, and couldn't figure out what was going on anyway.