Seeing that scene in the sky, Mo Yuchen's face changed greatly, and he felt a strong aura of death.

The seven-star diagram condensed by seven brilliant stars was about to collapse, and the terrifying energy made the boy's soul tremble.

"Haven't you finished strengthening it yet?"

A trace of worry appeared in Mo Yuchen's eyes, and he had already exhausted all his strength.

If he still doesn't succeed, then he will really die.

Thundered!

......

The boiling sea of thunder was all suppressed, engulfing Mo Yuchen in it.

The boundless thunder and lightning caused the void here to collapse one after another, like a rag, tattered.

"Hmph, with such a talent, he doesn't even deserve to carry shoes for the Holy Son of Zhenhai Divine Palace!"

"I don't know if the guardian elder is dizzy, and he actually chose him as the holy son of the Tianshu Holy Palace. ”

High in the air, the ancestor of the Jiao royal clan did not have the slightest sympathy, and his eyes were only full of incomprehension.

It was a character from the primeval period, and at that time, the Zhenhai Divine Palace where it was located was the most powerful force in the Heavenly Spirit Continent, because their palace master was an invincible Mahayana realm powerhouse.

At that time, the Holy Sons of Zhenhai Divine Palace were also the most powerful geniuses in the Heavenly Spirit Continent, each of them had peerless talents, had the qualifications to survive the Thunder Tribulation, and the worst ones could also reach the peak of this session.

And a talent like Mo Yuchen, there were many gods in the Zhenhai Divine Palace at that time, and it was impossible for him to become a holy son, even if he became an inner disciple, it was difficult.

"Could it be that the Zhenhai Divine Palace has no one to choose from? Even the guardian elders have become so sloppy. ”

The old ancestor of the Jiao royal clan sighed.

However, at this moment, in the boundless sea of thunder, a dazzling golden light suddenly erupted, and a huge phantom shadow shone up, like an immortal god, despising the sky.

"How could it be ......"

The old ancestor of the Jiao royal clan was stunned for a moment, staring at the majestic figure with an unbelievable face.

That figure was like an immortal immortal, releasing a domineering and invincible aura, making the ancestors of the Jiao Wang clan tremble again and again.

This is the breath of the Supreme!

The shadow in the void became taller and taller, and finally surpassed the old ancestor of the Jiao Royal Clan, as if it was about to break through the heavenly dome and stand at the highest point of the entire Heavenly Spirit Continent.

At this moment, not only the ancestor of the Jiao Wang clan trembled, but even the entire Jiaowang Island, and even the entire Tianling Continent trembled.

"Boom!"

Soon, the majestic figure opened its eyes, and those eyes as bright as the sun pierced the sky and tore through the void, as if shooting out from the depths of endless darkness.

This materialized gaze swept over the ancestor of the Jiaowang clan and swept over the entire Jiaowang Island.

Suddenly, everyone's souls trembled, as if they were lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"It's his ......!"

In the Zhenhai Divine Palace, a white-haired old man opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Jiaowang Island, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"What a powerful breath, it's an immortal powerhouse!"

"No, it seems to be just a clone!"

"That direction is...... Zhenhai Shrine ......"

......

The entire Heavenly Spirit Continent was surging for a while, and all the terrifying existences sensed this vast breath, woke up from their slumber, and looked at Jiaowang Island.

All martial artists feel the fear from the depths of their souls, which is the coercion from the peerless powerhouse.

In front of such a powerful man, even if it is as strong as the ancestor of the Jiao royal family, it has to bow its arrogant head and bow its head.

"Why do you still stay in this session when you reach such a state, why do you ......"

Although the ancestor of the Jiao royal clan had no feelings, he couldn't help but show a sad look at this moment.

It recognized this person, this was a peerless powerhouse born out of thin air 10,000 years ago, when the seven holy sons of the Zhenhai Divine Palace were all defeated by the other party.

At the beginning, this person was still its junior, and although he was very talented, he was not taken seriously by it.

It's just that I didn't expect that such a junior would actually achieve the position of immortal god, even more powerful than the holy son and saint of their Zhenhai Divine Palace.

However, back then, it vaguely knew that such a strong man was just a pawn, waiting for someone's arrival......

This person is none other than the Long Lao that Mo Yuchen knew in the mundane world!

"After all these years, who the hell is he waiting for?"

"Who has such great ability that he can still stay in this realm after surviving the thunder tribulation. ”

The old ancestor of the Jiao royal clan was full of deep doubts in his heart.

Although it participated in the Great War of the primeval period, it never knew why it suddenly broke out.

Those enemies appeared so inexplicably, and they were ridiculously powerful, so that the invincible Mahayana realm palace masters of Zhenhai Divine Palace for nearly ten generations fell, and the disciples under his command were almost completely wiped out.

Thundered!

......

The thunder and lightning were surging, but they couldn't hurt Mo Yuchen anymore.

Those terrifying thunderbolts were removed from the destructive power by the shadow in the void, leaving only the purest energy to transform this Mo Yuchen's body.

The boy felt that his body was becoming more and more accustomed to the power of thunder and lightning, and even the true qi contained the attributes of thunder and lightning, and he was like a thunder god, who could manipulate thunder and lightning at will.

"What a lucky guy to be able to get the affection of that peerless powerhouse!"

The old ancestor of the Jiao royal clan looked at Mo Yuchen and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

They can all survive like this, and the other party's luck is amazing.

"Maybe it's his luck that the Guardian Elder likes!"

There was a flash of realization in the eyes of the ancestor of the Jiao royal family.

Then, its body became lighter and lighter, and began to flicker.

"Time is running out, the emperor will help you again!"

After a light sigh, the old ancestor of the Jiao royal clan suddenly turned into a huge thunder sea and rushed towards Mo Yuchen's body together.

Suddenly, boundless thunder and lightning gathered and shrunk, forming a purple solid ball of light, condensed at the center of Mo Yuchen's eyebrows.

The majestic figure is also shrinking at this time, and the bright eyes are gradually losing their color.

After a long time, between heaven and earth, only a light sigh was left and passed away with the wind.

However, the entire Jiaowang Island did not return to calm because of this, Mo Yuchen rose to the sky, his eyes shot out, he shook the void with a long roar, and his entire body released boundless thunder and lightning, flashing with dazzling light.

He finally got the power of thunder and lightning, and his strength has become even greater.

Cracking sound......

High in the air, Mo Yuchen stood proudly in the void, his eyes were shining, and the whole person seemed to be incarnated into thunder and lightning, and countless electric snakes swam all over his body.

"Such a powerful force, the strongest to the yang, the attack power is too terrifying!"

Mo Yuchen's face was full of excitement and excitement.

The thunder and lightning origin passed down to him by the ancestors of the Jiao royal clan was too terrifying.

This was a devastating force, and he felt that even if he only used his own realm strength now, he could defeat a powerhouse in the ruin realm.

As for the peak people of the Transformation God Realm, even if there were a hundred, it would not be enough for him to kill them at one time.

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