In fact, to reach Shen Lang's strength, most of the time, he relied on his own comprehension, as for the retreat, there was no need for it, so Shen Lang had rarely retreated, and it had been more than a month since he came to the Heavenly Domain, and the Sword Emperor had reached the critical time of breakthrough, so he had already started the retreat in the depths of the True Martial Arts Gate, and by the time the Sword Emperor came out again, it was estimated that it was already time to break through to the master.

Shen Lang took the emperor and a page of books and walked among the True Martial Dao Sect, and every disciple of the True Martial Dao Sect would respectfully call out "Elder Taishang" when they saw Shen Lang and the three of them.

Listening to those disciples of the True Martial Arts Sect, calling him Elder Taishang, Shen Lang had a feeling of vicissitudes, but he didn't expect that in just a hundred years, he had reached this height, and he was only half a step away from the realm of domination, although he had only survived three heavenly tribulations now, and it was estimated that it would not be long before he had survived five heavenly tribulations and become the peak of the ancestral realm.

In the True Martial Arts Gate, after wandering around, Shen Lang and the three of them returned to their own mountain and began to cultivate.

Shen Lang had already opened the last layer of the Nine Dragon Seals at this time, and with the cultivation perception of the True Martial Emperor, coupled with Shen Lang's peerless talent, he soon ushered in the fourth Heavenly Tribulation.

On the top of a barren mountain in the True Martial Dao Gate, Shen Lang stood proudly, and at the foot of the mountain, there were countless figures standing, most of those people were disciples of the True Martial Dao Sect, and some of them were elders of the True Martial Dao Sect.

The True Martial Arts Gate is divided into the outer gate and the inner gate, most of the outer doors are people who are not very talented, or have exhausted their potential, and the inner gate is all elites, who have broken through the realm of merger or become strong people in the ancestral realm.

The cultivation resources of the disciples of the outer gate are far less than those of the inner gate, so those disciples of the outer gate all rely on helping the True Martial Dao Sect to take charge of the industry, or go out to help the sect do tasks and receive rewards to enrich themselves.

Martial artists rely on the wealth of the Dharma Couple, and cultivation resources are what martial artists need most, without resources, even if they are geniuses, it is difficult to achieve something.

But this time Shen Lang's catastrophe gave those outer disciples a glimmer of hope.

The strong cross the catastrophe is of great help to the weak, although Shen Lang's realm is too high, and there are very few things they can comprehend, but maybe, they can get the opportunity and soar into the sky?

Thundered!!!

The sky began to be covered with dark clouds, and even the True Martial Dao Gate, which was like the Immortal Mountain Gate, was affected by the Heavenly Tribulation, and the aura of heaven and earth began to be chaotic, and some people who were in retreat were awakened one after another, and looked at the place where Shen Lang crossed the Tribulation in confusion.

Just when Shen Lang's tribulation was about to begin, many figures flew out of the True Martial Arts Gate, and among those figures, Yi Ming and Zhang Chuji were also among them, and the two of them were weaker than Shen Lang, so they also rushed over to watch Shen Lang's tribulation.

The strongest genius of the younger generation of the True Martial Arts Sect also stood in the crowd, looking at Shen Lang's tribulation with a solemn expression, he had a trace of yearning for Shen Lang's tribulation, and secretly swore in his heart that he must become a powerhouse in the ancestral realm.

Click!!

The first heavenly thunder fell, Shen Lang just punched out lightly, and the power of the Heavenly Emperor appeared, making everyone feel an urge to surrender.

That thunderbolt, as soon as it fell, was scattered by Shen Lang with a punch, making many people feel Shen Lang's strength.

"This, is this the ancestor's true martial arts?"

When Zhang Chuji and Yi Ming saw Shen Lang's Heavenly Emperor Fist, their expressions couldn't help but change, and the other True Martial Dao Sect elders who were watching were also shocked.

Zhenwu Fist is created by the Emperor Zhenwu, one punch, the heavens and the earth are turned upside down, above the heavens and the earth, there is a punch to break ten thousand laws, even if it is one of the three overlords of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, they have to admit that their infinite sword path can not be compared with the true martial arts.

Shen Lang played the True Martial Arts, shocking all the people of the True Martial Dao Sect, Shen Lang was not a person from the True Martial Dao Sect before, how did he learn their Zhenzong Gong Method?

Zhang Chuji and Yi Ming glanced at each other, and then the two nodded slightly, they had already guessed why when the ancestors left, they wanted them to treat the people who came out of the ancestral land with courtesy, it turned out that these people actually had a relationship with their ancestors.

They didn't think that Shen Lang would be secretly learned, because Zhenwuquan had no moves at all, and there was only a inheritance stone tablet left by the Zhenwu Emperor, even if it was open and let people learn, if there was no recognition from the ancestors, they would not be able to comprehend Zhenwuquan.

In the entire True Martial Arts Sect, there are only a handful of people who can comprehend True Martial Arts, that is, Zhang Chuji and Yi Ming, two high-powered elders, have not comprehended the true meaning of True Martial Arts until today, and only learned some skins, integrating that trace of true meaning into their own exercises, and using alternative methods to display them.

Shen Lang didn't care about the shock of Zhang Chuji and the others, but still stood proudly on the top of the mountain, quietly waiting for the thunder to continue to fall.

The next tribulation thunder had no effect on Shen Lang, and as time continued, the tribulation finally came to an end.

And those True Martial Arts disciples who watched Shen Lang's crossing of the Tribulation have comprehended, especially when they saw Shen Lang's Heavenly Emperor Fist, they felt the momentum emanating from Shen Lang's body, which gave them a trace of enlightenment, although they could not comprehend the True Martial Fist, but they could create their own moves according to Shen Lang's momentum.

There are many geniuses, but those geniuses don't have so many opportunities, and they can't become a generation of strong people in the end, only those geniuses who dare to fight can seize the opportunity, rise rapidly, and leave their names in history.

Click!!

The last one, after the thunder that was as thick as a water snake fell, the heavenly tribulation finally slowly dispersed, and at this time, the top of the mountain where Shen Lang was located was already full of holes.

During the entire Heavenly Tribulation, Shen Lang did not move his position, but just stood there quietly, and the ground within a hundred meters around him was intact and unharmed.

Shen Lang's tribulation this time made the people of the True Martial Dao Sect see what it means to be powerful, they have never seen a person from the Tribulation, they can be unscathed, and even their clothes are not damaged in the slightest.

Just when everything between heaven and earth was restored, suddenly a terrifying momentum appeared in the sky, and a figure appeared in the sky.

"Shen Lang, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you finally came out. ”

The Bright Saint King floated in mid-air, looking down at Shen Lang on the top of the mountain.

And just after the Bright Saint King appeared, in the other direction of Shen Lang, a figure also appeared, that figure had a cold expression, there was no expression on his face, holding a long sword in his arms, and the whole person seemed to be a sword, sharp and cold.