The saint in front of him was definitely the most powerful of the many enemies Wang Bo had faced in his life, and the current situation was also the most difficult situation that Wang Bo had faced since he practiced.

It wasn't until he faced the saint directly that he could truly understand the strength of the Sanctuary barrier. This kind of gap is indescribable, and any words seem too weak.

But even with such a huge gap between the enemy and me, the chaotic battle blood around Wang Bo was still boiling. The enemy is never an obstacle for him, but a resource for his continuous progress, which allows him to truly surpass himself and reach new levels.

The next moment, the furious Divine Pavilion Saint shot out in a rage, and the powerful Divine Power roared like a heavenly dragon, rushing straight towards Wang Bo.

Although the injuries of the Divine Pavilion Saint had not yet healed, he was after all a powerhouse standing in the Nine Heavens of the Holy Realm, and the power exerted under the blow of anger was by no means something that the Cutting Dao Realm could resist.

Wang Bo also knew that this blow would be very difficult to resist, so he also had no reservations, fully mobilized the power in his body, showed the Supreme Divine Forbidden to the extreme, and swung the strongest sword that he could slash.

Bang –

The two powerful forces collided fiercely, and burst out with an incomparably terrifying might, almost leveling the entire Divine City and completely destroying everything.

However, gradually, Wang Bo, who only had the cultivation of kings, was still invincible and was violently knocked out.

Fortunately, under the protection of the fairy sword, Wang Bo did not receive any serious injuries, but his body was shaken by qi and blood, and it was obviously not easy to suffer under the sage's blow.

After all, a saint is a saint after all, and the strength of the power contained in the angry blow cannot be completely resisted even by the great saint soldiers, even if Wang Bo has already established himself in the divine forbidden, it is impossible to be completely fine.

When he realized that he was still unable to compete with such a high-level saint, Wang Bo still revealed his last hole card.

Boom Boom Boom –

Suddenly, above the nine heavens, there were thick thunderbolts that slashed down, followed by an endless sea of thunder descending on the world, enveloping the entire Divine Pavilion Pure Land, like the end of the world, to destroy everything.

It was Wang Bo who triggered the Heavenly Tribulation, and wanted to pull the Divine Pavilion Saint into it and take him through the Tribulation!

In the thunder sea, Wang Bo laughed and said loudly.

"Old thief, fly with me!"

At the moment when the Heavenly Tribulation descended into the world, the Divine Pavilion Saint was so frightened that his soul was frightened, and when he heard Wang Bo's provocation at this moment, he couldn't help but want to cut it with a thousand knives, and eating his flesh and blood was not enough to dispel the hatred in his heart.

However, such a powerful Heavenly Tribulation had fallen so that the Divine Pavilion Saint had no time to take care of it at all, and could only passively meet the terrifying calamity that belonged to the chaotic body.

The Heavenly Tribulation was like an ocean, boundless, and there was no edge in sight, and the terrifying thunder hit one after another, and the lightning flashed between them, causing a devastating blow to the entire Divine Pavilion Pure Land.

The divine peak collapsed, the immortal pond dried up, the leylines were shattered, and under the sweep of the electric sea, everything would cease to exist, and heaven and earth would be beaten into nothingness.

Wang Bo resisted such a terrifying catastrophe, but there was no embarrassment on his face. Although this kind of catastrophe is terrifying, for Wang Bo, who has been crossing the tribulation since the time of the four poles, such a catastrophe is the intensity he has long been accustomed to, and it is not fatal.

But the Divine Pavilion Saint on the side was different, for a monk like him who had been working for years and became holy, this kind of Heavenly Tribulation that belonged to the peerless Heavenly Pride was absolutely deadly, and he was not able to defeat it at all.

He fought hard, but because of interfering in other people's heavenly tribulations, now the tribulation in the Divine Pavilion Saint has already reached the level of a saint, and it is the tribulation that truly advances to the Saint King!

The saints of the Divine Pavilion tried their best to constantly drive the holy power to fight, but they were too powerless after all.

After a short time, as a huge chaotic thunderbolt fell, half of his shoulders were completely split, and Sensen's white bones were exposed, and his flesh and blood became scorched and blurred, looking extremely terrifying.

Boom –

The divine thunder fell again, and the Divine Pavilion Sage could no longer continue to insist, he screamed miserably, his sternum was split, and his internal organs were opened, becoming charred black, making him feel painful at the moment.

The last ray of light finally fell, and it slashed straight at the skull of the Divine Pavilion Saint, directly penetrating his Sendai, causing him to die with five thunderbolts.

Before he died, the Divine Pavilion Saint could only let out one last roar.

"Ahh Thief! I curse you not to die well! ”

The thunderstorm is relentless and will not stop there. With the fall of the Divine Pavilion Saint, Wang Bo began to deal with his own Heavenly Tribulation with all his might.

He struggled hard in the sea of thunder, constantly fighting against the Heavenly Tribulation, and in the end, the chaotic blood splattered out of his body, even if it was a chaotic body, it would have to open the flesh under the corresponding Heavenly Tribulation.

However, in the end, under Wang Bo's continuous resistance, the rolling thunder sea gradually dispersed, and Wang Bo successfully crossed the catastrophe and finally stood on the fifth small step of the Cutting Dao realm.

Looking at the devastation of the Divine Pavilion, Wang Bo had a great heart, but Tai did not forget the purpose of this trip, and after pulling out the fairy sword and killing the high-level of the Divine Pavilion, Wang Bo went towards the treasure house of the Divine Pavilion according to the results of the soul search.

After looting the treasure house of the Divine Pavilion, he not only got the Shenguang Platform and the starry sky coordinates he wanted, but also obtained the many treasures and medicinal materials accumulated by the Divine Pavilion for tens of thousands of years, which can be said to have gained a lot and became rich overnight.

At this moment, there are no more people and things in the entire Gouchen Star Domain that are worthy of Wang Bo's concern, only the hatred of destroying the door.

He took one last look at the land of Gou Chen Guxing, and then resolutely climbed the Divine Light Platform, marched towards the depths of the vast starry sky, and embarked on an invincible road.

……

In the depths of the universe, in the midst of the belief in God.

Pan Gao sits on the gimbal with his eyes closed. Ten thousand ways flowed around him, and the endless power of faith poured from all over the universe and was swallowed into his body.

After each swallow, the power of the pan around him faintly rose, making him more and more powerful and unfathomable.

At the same time, a ruthless Dao rhyme of Taishang also gradually manifested in him, making him like the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, without desire or desire, and the greatest to the public.

After a long time, he stopped this practice, and the moment he opened his eyes, two deep rays of light instantly illuminated the entire universe, taking everything into his eyes.

It's just that those eyes are not too ruthless at all, and even the light in those eyes doesn't seem to have any temperature, but is as cold as an abyss.

If someone can see the plate here at this time, they can sense that some kind of change seems to be happening to him, and it will have an unpredictable impact.

However, because Pan sat on the altar and believed that God and Heaven operated ten thousand ways, and He Du and the immortal mountain participated in meditation and enlightenment, and did not ask about the world, therefore, no one in the world could find all kinds of changes in Pan at all.

Finally, after confirming that there was no abnormality in the universe, Pan closed his eyes again and continued to absorb the beliefs of the heavens and regulate the operation of the ten thousand paths.

The belief in the gods and heavens has also regained tranquility again, and only the ethereal sound of "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable" is faintly resounding for a long time.

It was a prayer from many believers, and its existence was enshrined in the endless power of red dust, adding some unique sounds to this empty sky.