The Chaos Stone beneath him was rapidly lit up, bursting out with extremely brilliant brilliance, and a massive amount of Chaos Qi evolved and poured into his body.

The vast coercion fell from above, and the light on Tang Yang's body seemed to arouse some kind of power above, and one after another holy light fell, simply paving a golden avenue!

It was so powerful that it was dizzying, and the whole gray world was reflected like a golden holy earth, which made people's hearts tremble.

Tang Yang sat on the Chaos Stone, like a golden Buddha, and strange scenes emerged all around, making people can't help but want to worship.

This is a metamorphosis, but also a great creation, experiencing the holy light, for the holy!

The bastard and Feng Tianling, who had already retreated to the side, couldn't help but mutter, and the bastard asked:

"Every day, when the old master became the Holy King, was there such a big movement?"

"Well, not necessarily"

"This kid is really evil, he can fight a saint before he becomes a saint, so if he is sanctified, won't he be able to kill a saint?" asked the bastard with some difficulty.

"I'm afraid it's more than that, it all depends on how far he can go, and the weapon he got is also very unusual," Feng Tianling said.

The bastard was silent and continued to look ahead.

Tang Yang only felt that his body had become extremely light, as if he could fly into the sky with a leap.

There was a layer of dirt attached to his body, which was expelled from his body by the light of the Holy Light.

The light fell, and the dirt turned to ashes, disappearing completely.

There was a faint light flickering on the surface of his body, like red, and like golden, and it took a long time to suddenly realize that this was his way!

The sea is inclusive, and the Tao that belongs to him alone.

The chaotic qi was frantically refined by him, transformed into his own aura or Dao breath, and poured into his body.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, beside him, as if a shackle had shattered.

A powerful and majestic force rushed towards the limbs and hundreds of bones, that was power, holy power!

He could clearly feel that he had stepped into a new realm.

He is sanctified!

But this is far from over, the creation that belongs to him has just begun, and next, he will face a new life.

Chaos Qi washed his body, helped him metamorphose, and made him stronger, which may have never been seen in the history of the Seven States.

But now, it really happened to Tang Yang.

His aura is getting stronger, it is an indescribable change, just like a pond, suddenly expanding countless times, turning into an ocean!

His skin is shiny, and as long as he moves, there is a massive amount of breath surging, and every one of them is a breath!

It was something he had never dreamed of before.

Even though he had crossed the threshold of the Holy Realm, his Dao still hadn't reached the extreme.

In other words, he only brought his own way to Xiaocheng.

At this time, he was like a god, sitting on top of the Chaos Stone.

His aura was still getting stronger, and he was sure that if he fought with that Arrow Path Saint again at this time, he would definitely be able to kill him.

The glow was circulating, and the golden light was gradually dissipating, but Tang Yang still felt that everything was still going on, and he was waiting!

Ding Ding Ding!

The sky was becoming dark at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a little light was flickering, far away from Tang Yang, as if he was calling for something.

The black abyss flew out of the storage chain uncontrollably, slicing through the sky and flying towards the point of light.

At this time, only half of the firmament was still radiating holy light, as if the darkness did not exist at all.

Tang Yang opened his chaotic eyes, but what he saw shocked him.

Above the darkness, there is still the Light!

That is, these darkness did not squeeze the Light, the two were parallel!

Rumble!

A hazy will awakened and bloomed in the sky.

It was a light that would go out at any time, but it felt sharper than the Heavenly Sword, and it was about to cut through the sky.

That strange scene lasted for half an hour, and finally completely dissipated, the black abyss returned, and three points of light drilled into Tang Yang's mind.

Bang!

Another burst of bright light lit up, a fist-sized light like a small sun, dazzling and exuding a scorching brilliance.

That's his soul, the time has come, he wants to achieve the spiritual extreme!

Tang Yang's soul returned to his body, and a golden halo hung behind his head, extremely holy.

A massive amount of chaotic qi surged from all directions, but when he approached, he was blocked by a whirlpool.

The whirlpool emitted a golden light, which was transformed by the power of the sealed spirit, isolating all the aura except the power of the sealed spirit.

Tang Yang roared, he felt as if his soul was about to be torn apart.

It was an extremely uncomfortable feeling, like a soul being ravaged by thousands of big hands, constantly torn apart and reassembled.

Tang Yang roared in a low voice, reached out and clenched his fist, and blasted forward, venting the pain.

Whew!

It was as if a sharp knife pierced his soul and shattered it into tens of thousands of pieces.

Brilliant golden light continued to pour in, constantly reorganizing his soul.

He could really feel the power in his body getting stronger every moment.

But this power was accompanied by endless torture.

It's like there's a thousand needles in your head.

To achieve spiritual extreme, the torture and pain must be borne by himself.

Maybe his soul is very strong compared to others, but in the face of chaotic qi, everything is vain.

His shirt was soaked with cold sweat.

Every tremor of the body was accompanied by severe pain.

For three whole days, he struggled with pain and strengthening, hoping to become stronger, but he was tormented by such pain.

In the end, the pain all subsided, Tang Yang roared, and his soul was like a great sun, slowly rising, blooming in the sky, and officially achieving the spiritual pole.

Bang!

A sudden explosion of thunder, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, made him wake up from his confusion.

The golden light disappeared, and the chaotic qi on the sky also escaped without a trace.

Red, orange, red, green, blue, purple, gold, the eight colors of light are intertwined, reflecting into eight whirlpools, constantly rotating in mid-air, exuding a coercion that seems to be able to destroy everything!

That's a cloud robbery!

Holiness!

"What level of cloud robbery is this? What a powerful coercion!" the bastard exclaimed, inexplicably, and said so.

"Eight-colored Tribulation Clouds, Eight Desolations and World Tribulations, his age and talent are too strong, and he has attracted the jealousy of Chaos, yes, this is not the Seven Prefectures' Tribulation, this is a Tribulation that only belongs to Chaos!"

Feng Tianling's tone trembled, and he said the guess in his heart.

The bastards were also a little dumbfounded for a while, although they could guess that Tang Yang might suffer from the Cloud Tribulation, but they didn't expect to directly summon the most terrifying Cloud Tribulation!

It was rumored that it could kill the Holy Saint with a thunderbolt!

Whew!

The Eight Directions Thunder was frantically absorbing the surrounding aura, almost absorbing the area where Tang Yang was located into a vacuum.

The aura was cut off, and even the chaotic qi was gone, like a death zone.

Tang Yang stood up, stood on top of the Chaos Stone, stared at the clouds above, and let out a long roar, the ten-colored armor of his body appeared, reflecting in all directions, like a god.

"Daojutsu, Chaos Battle Armor"

At this time, he doesn't feel like a saint who has just achieved the holy realm, but like a saint who has been holyten for countless years and wants to attract the jealousy of heaven!

Bang!

A crimson thunderbolt fell, like a divine punishment whip falling from the sky!

Tang Yang didn't dare to be careless, he felt the killing intent and deadly threat on this tribulation cloud.

A massive amount of spiritual energy poured out of the body, turning into a defensive shield and blocking it above.

Whew!

The lightning fell, shattering the defensive shield in an instant.

Most of Tang Yang's body was scorched black, but there were not many injuries in his body.

It was just the first thunderbolt that broke through his defenses!

The breath of life is released, and the charred part is like an old skin fading, and the tender flesh grows and becomes crystal clear again, and the whole process does not exceed ten breaths.

Such a recovery speed is really surprising, you must know that Tang Yang has become holy, and his physical body is definitely not at the same level as before.

And even now, he's recovering faster than ever!

The second thunderbolt fell, and Tang Yang operated the Dao Breath, killing and sealing the Dao Breath, turning into two defensive shields.

But in front of the thunder, the protection he exerted was like papier-mâché, easily shattered.

The thunder fell, turning his hair upside down, and his body was scorched black.

But this time, nourished by the breath of life, the speed of healing of the injury slowed down considerably.

The third, fourth, yellow and green thunderbolts fell, striking him hard.

The injury is so deep that you can clearly see the bones!

Most of his aura was gone, and his injuries were very serious, except for the bones that were exposed, which were shining in color, and his whole body was scorched black!

He used the power of the Sealing Spirit!

As the fifth and sixth thunderbolts fell, Tang Yang summoned the Golden Pole Killing Array, which was suspended above.

He wanted to let the big array explode when the thunder fell, canceling out some of the thunder's strength.

But he miscalculated, under the double pressure of cyan and blue thunder, the large array shattered, and the power of thunder fell on him a lot.

His pupils couldn't even focus.

The scattered runes kept rising and falling around him, and it was because of the power disorder, and he was about to lose control of his strength!

Tang Yang bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and forcibly got up, and the power of the saint was released at this moment, and it was mighty.

The life path breath is constantly transforming, and the ten-colored path breath surrounds him, but this scene is not pretty.

Ten kinds of glow shine in all directions, but Tang Yang is scorched black, like a coal man.

Purple light shone in all directions, falling with the power of annihilation.

"Ancestral Seal"

Tang Yang roared in a low voice, his fists bombarded upward, his hands continued to evolve, and the pitch-black old leather brush fell down in a terrifying manner.

A big seal flew up, and suddenly a figure seemed to appear above Tang Yang, playing a complicated seal method.

The two Great Seals overlapped, and the power of the blooming was countless times greater!

Bang!

The thunder light was scattered, but when it hit the big seal, it spread out directly, turning into a dense thunder light and falling on the entire chaotic land.

The big pit emerged, and the remnants of the broken wall that had been deposited for 10,000 years were directly broken and dissipated.

The Great Seal dissipated directly, and even if he was strong, he could not defeat the thunder from Chaos.

Although Tang Yang got a moment of respite, he was still frightened by the several thunderbolts that fell one after another.