This picture scroll is one foot long and three inches wide, with a gate of a nose, a bridge of Naihe, yellow spring water, and a reincarnation disk.

At the moment of holding the scroll, Xiang Yu felt that he was perfectly bound to the Huangquan diagram and became a natal magic weapon.

"Huangquan Tu, so powerful!"

The next moment, Xiang Yu's physical body appeared, and the divine soul entered the physical body, and the picture scroll turned into a streamer and entered the dantian.

The mind perceives the mysteries within.

This is a top-level artifact, which contains the Gate of the Nose, which can erode the enemy's soul, and the Bridge of Helplessness, which can travel through time and space to suppress the enemy; There is the water of the Yellow Spring, which can wash away the impurities in the power of faith;

The reincarnation disk is the most mysterious, but a trace of the soul is placed in it, even if the outside world falls, it can also be reincarnated on the reincarnation disk.

Xiang Yu looked at the reincarnation disk intently, the light on the reincarnation disk flashed, and words appeared, which were ancient scripts, and many words gathered together and turned into supreme exercises

The exercises are subtle, Xiang Yu just glanced at it, and he showed a look of obsession.

This exercise is called the Great Reincarnation Technique!

It tells the mystery of reincarnation, washes the soul, the illusion of the heavens, the immortality of reincarnation, wears out the clone, deduces the future, blinds the way of heaven, reincarnates all worlds, and returns to oneness in all worlds.

If you cultivate to the extreme, you can preach the Tao of reincarnation and become the most top-level existence.

The Great Reincarnation Technique is also the key to urging the reincarnation disk.

If there is no great reincarnation technique, there is no power to urge this treasure.

Constantly contemplating, the heavy pupil perceived the mystery, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and after a long time, Xiang Yu's eyes were bright and stepped into the first layer of the Great Reincarnation Technique.

"The Great Reincarnation Technique, when divided into nine layers, one layer is more subtle than the other, and one layer is more difficult than the other, directly pointing to the root place! But the first layer is enough! ”

Xiang Yu smiled, and his soul entered the reincarnation disk.

Urging the reincarnation disk, the reincarnation disk rotated, and suddenly the divine soul shattered, turning into 129,000 thoughts.

The reincarnation disc continues to rotate, grinding the soul.

Controlling the rhythm, the soul is constantly broken, but it is not too broken, and in the continuous grinding, black gas flies out of the soul and dissipates.

After eighteen consecutive rounds of grinding, the reincarnation disc stopped rotating, and Xiang Yu's spirit also walked out of the reincarnation disc.

At this moment, the divine soul was much weaker, less than one-tenth of the peak moment.

But Xiang Yu looked refreshed, his soul was bright, and every thought had an indescribable sense of comfort.

There is a saying that the flesh is washed and the hair is removed, which means that after taking the pill or elixir, the impurities in the body are eliminated, and the root bones and physique are improved a lot.

Constant washing and hair removal can turn some mortal bodies into top-level physiques.

In the same way, over time, the soul will be contaminated with some impurities and become impure. But now, urging the reincarnation disk, constantly washing the soul, the impurities in the soul are washed out, and the soul becomes pure.

At this time, Xiang Yu's Divine Soul was much weaker, but his Divine Soul potential had increased a lot.

Visualizing the Buddha in the past, he started the generator again, and suddenly thunder and lightning slashed and killed, and the soul absorbed the power of thunder and lightning, but after only an hour, the soul healed and returned to its peak.

Xiang Yu has a feeling, but he can survive the eighth tribulation without damage, and there will be no period of weakness.

As for the ninth eon, there is no doubt about death.

Thunder Tribulation, the more you get to the later stage, the more difficult it becomes.

The first Thunder Tribulation, the difficulty is one. In other words, one out of ten ghosts and immortals will survive a thunderstorm.

The second Thunder Tribulation, difficulty 2. One out of twenty monks who have a First Thunder Tribulation will survive the Second Thunder Tribulation

The third Thunder Tribulation, difficulty is four. One of the forty Second Tribulation Monks will survive the Third Tribulation.

……

For the seventh Thunder Tribulation, the difficulty is sixty-four. Of the sixty-four six Thundertribulation Monks, one may survive seven Thunder Tribulations.

The eighth Thunder Tribulation is on difficulty 128. Of the one hundred and twenty-eight seven Thunder Tribulation monks, one will survive eight Thunder Tribulations.

Nine thunderstorms on the 256th difficulty. Of the two hundred and fifty-six eight Thunder Tribulation Monks, one will survive nine Thunder Tribulations.

The more the thunder tribulation goes, the more powerful it is, the more destructive it is, and the higher the mortality rate.

In the past two hundred years, only Xiang Yu and Zhuge Liang have survived seven thunder tribulations; As for the eight thunder tribulations, there was only one Heavenly Emperor.

Don't look at it, the Emperor of Heaven is eight thunder tribulations, and he is very close to the nine thunder tribulations, but in fact, it is far, far away.

Brush!

Xiang Yu turned into a streamer of light and entered the thunderclouds, destroying wave after wave, and the divine soul was baptized and rapidly transformed.

About an hour later, the spirit returned to the physical body, having already survived eight thunder tribulations.

The soul of the god is transformed into the original god.

The essence of the eight thunder tribulations is that the soul is refined into a god, with a trace of divinity.

It can absorb the power of faith, strengthen the original god, and strengthen the soul.

This is somewhat similar to the Godhead.

Most monks are taboo about the power of faith, because believing in oneself will pollute the soul and make the soul impure.

"I don't know which of my strength is stronger or weaker than the God of Immortality!"

Madness flashed in Xiang Yu's eyes.

At the same time, he was also surprised by the power of the eight thunder tribulations, and in the single thought of the eight thunder tribulations, they could trigger the aura fluctuations within a radius of hundreds of miles, turning them into terrifying killing moves, and each move bombarded out, which was equivalent to a nuclear bomb attack.

It can also continuously send out killing moves, which will never run out.

Such an existence is already the power of one person, and it can destroy the country.

In the face of such an existence, no matter how many martial saints, human immortals, etc., join forces to besiege them, they are all weak and illusory.

Brush!

Xiang Yu turned into a streamer of light and headed towards the heavenly court.

It's time for the final battle!

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In the heavenly court, the Emperor of Heaven hurried back.

Back on the throne, I just had a quick catch when I learned some bad news.

The underworld is destroyed.

"The underworld has fallen, is the heavenly court still far away?"

A trace of hideousness flashed in the Heavenly Emperor's eyes, not long ago, the innate Dao body had been shattered, and only eight thunder tribulations were left, and he was extremely weak.

If it is a Chiba Taoist person, it is difficult to predict the outcome of the fight.

The Emperor flickered in his footsteps, reached a storage room, opened a coffin, and saw a corpse.

This corpse, mighty and domineering, flashing with a terrifying aura all over its body, as if a flame was burning, was Lu Bu's corpse.

Lu Bu among the people, and the red rabbit among the horses.

It's a pity that he was calculated to die after all.

Brush!

The next moment, the Heavenly Emperor Yuan Shen entered Lu Bu's corpse, and suddenly endless light flashed, and the Heavenly Emperor Yuan Shen was transforming this body, and the body became soft.

The face was changing, from Lu Bu's face to the face of the Heavenly Emperor.

After a long time, the Emperor of Heaven opened his eyes, moved his body, moved his arms, moved his legs, and his body was shaking in Gaba, gradually adapting to his body.

"Is this the Heavenly Overlord?"

The Heavenly Emperor smiled slightly.

Feeling the blood flowing in his body, feeling the terrifying force coming from his body, he clenched his fists, as if a punch could burst the stars.

"Not enough, not enough, still not enough!"

The Heavenly Emperor frowned slightly

"We need to go further and survive nine thunderstorms...... But now that I have survived the ninth thunder tribulation, there is only a three-layer probability. Even if you do, you will fall into a period of weakness! ”

There was a hint of hesitation, but after a moment, the Emperor of Heaven flashed with determination: "For today's plan, this is the only way!" ”

As he spoke, the Emperor of Heaven took out a list, which was the list of gods.

On the list of gods, there are the imprints of many gods in the heavenly court, such as heavenly soldiers, heavenly generals, immortal gods, and queen of heaven, all of which are printed on it.

To control the list of gods is to control the life and death of the gods.

"Destroy the gods!"

The Heavenly Emperor shouted.

Suddenly, the beings of the Heavenly Court only felt that their eyes were dark, and they lost their intuition.

Bang!

Bang!

As if gunpowder exploded, one immortal god after another exploded, and the body and soul were destroyed.

Many gods don't have time to perceive, and they just go to death.

Died without the slightest pain.

There is no despair, wailing before death, no helplessness before death.

In this way, silently, almost at the same moment, all of them went to death.

The spirits of the gods of the Heavenly Court flew, turning into sparks and flying towards the Heavenly Emperor.

"I'm sorry, Bendi wants to kill that demon, and he can't do it, so I can only rely on you!" The Heavenly Emperor sighed, his body trembling, obviously all the gods were destroyed, and his heart was also sad.

But at the same time of sadness, the firmness in his eyes has not diminished at all.

Under the opening of his mouth, he devoured a ball of divine souls.

Another bite, swallowing another spirit.

The gods of the heavenly court have all eaten peaches, and the peaches nourish their souls, making their souls pure and free of the slightest impurities.

The breath on the peach is extremely similar to the breath of the soul of the Emperor of Heaven.

Devouring these divine souls, without the slightest side effect, can perfectly improve the cultivation of divine souls without causing hidden dangers.

If it is another demon that devours the divine soul to cultivate, it may pollute the divine soul, causing the divine soul to be chaotic and go mad and die. For the Emperor of Heaven, these hidden dangers are almost non-existent.

Woooooooooooooooo

In the sky, there was a roar, and all the divine souls entered the mouth of the Heavenly Emperor.

Over the years, there have been 300,000 heavenly soldiers and generals in the Heavenly Court, and there are other immortal officials, fairies, and various servants, etc., as well as various scattered immortals, etc., about a population of more than one million.

But all of them died out and became the food of the Emperor of Heaven, and the spirit of the Emperor of Heaven continued to grow, using the increase in quantity to promote qualitative change.

Brush!

The Heavenly Emperor went out of his body and entered the thunderclouds, and the ninth tribulation descended.

Boom Boom!

One after another thunder and lightning attacked, constantly destroying the Heavenly First Primordial God, the Heavenly Emperor Primordial God was running, absorbing the power of thunder and lightning, and constantly transforming.

The endless destruction of thunder and lightning is also the endless creation.

Sting!

Sting!

The Heavenly Emperor Yuan Shen is running, like a whale, constantly absorbing the power of thunder and lightning, and the Yuan Shen is becoming more and more pure yang, with electric light flashing, transforming and sublimating step by step.

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PS: The second shift has arrived, and the next shift is at 18 o'clock.