The eleventh tribulation, the Yuan Yuan tribulation. Wherever the calamity comes, everything returns to its original state, the void becomes chaos, and even the slightest stardust may become the shape of the heavens and the earth when they first opened, and have the terrifying power to shatter a star field.

As the realm lord burst out with all his power, triggering the Yuan Yuan Tribulation to come, the surrounding void became chaotic, and wisps of chaotic aura sprouted.

These chaotic auras looked like mud in clear water, yellow and muddy, but even a thin strand of hair was heavier than 10,000 planets combined.

Because, all stars and other stars are born from the breath of chaos, and it can be said that chaos gives birth to all things, so it is the heaviest substance in the world.

The Venerable Tribulation Venerables present, although they were far away from the battlefield of the Tribulation, saw the chaotic air flow appearing, and they all retreated, and released their moral power to help each other.

The chaotic air flow was so heavy that even a trace of aura leaked out could barely withstand the weaker Early Tribulation Venerable.

Venerable Duyin was a little difficult, he was a Venerable of the Three Tribulations, and there were eight small realm gaps in the Eleventh Tribulation, and the chaotic aura brought him the most pressure.

The realm lord who was in the center of the Tribulation Battlefield, facing the overwhelming chaotic air current, seemed to be flying catkins, falling one after another, and immediately grabbed the hilt of the Tribulation Flying Sword and slashed it with force.

A piercing tearing sound sounded, and seeing the sword light everywhere, a wisp of chaotic air flow was slashed open, and the broken mouth emitted colorful light.

The Realm Lord slashed open a wisp of chaotic airflow, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but his heart was full of waves, because with a sword just now, he used eighty percent of his strength, thinking that he could cut off at least dozens of chaotic airflows.

"This chaotic air flow is really powerful. ”

A sword slashed out, and it immediately caused countless chaotic air currents to accelerate, swarming towards the top of the realm lord's head.

The realm lord raised his sword upward, and a huge amount of moral power flew out from the tip of the sword, because it was too rich, and the colorful air flow compressed into a liquid state, flowing into an umbrella-like protective shield.

The chaotic air flow fell on the shield, crushing the moral power, the realm lord's wrist was heavy, the tip of the sword seemed to press the entire world, and the sword body of the Flying Sword was slightly bent.

The shield was pressed down by the chaotic force, concave downward, and as the chaotic air flow superimposed and accumulated, the weight became more and more terrifying, and it was about to break through the moral power of protection.

The moral force is strong in defense, but it also has a limit, and if the power of the calamity is overwhelming, it can easily break the moral force.

The realm lord has a vision in all directions, and the chaotic air currents are endless, gathering on his side all the time, and the passive defense will definitely not be able to hold it.

The flying sword vibrate, and a dazzling pillar of light emerged from the tip of the sword, soaring into the sky, piercing into the chaotic airflow, and a noisy sound of tearing steel was heard.

The pillar of light stirred a few times, tearing apart the chaotic airflow with great difficulty, and crushing the offensive of this wave of chaotic airflow.

The Realm Lord soared into the sky, and the flying sword changed endlessly to kill his moves, killing a set of passages in the chaotic airflow in the sky.

Only then did the onlookers discover that the realm lord was deeply hidden, and he had a shocking sword cultivation technique, and in the eyes of the outside world, the realm lord was a law cultivator, and his ordinary shots were all magic powers, and he had never shown a one-and-a-half-style swordsmanship.

Qing Zhou's perception is deeper, seeing the realm lord sword like the wind, as if it is a sword cultivation at the level of the tribulation, even if he is engrossed, he can't see every move of the realm lord clearly, and can only capture a few fragments and understand it carefully.

The gap between Qingzhou and the realm lord is too big, and even the movements of the realm lord can't be seen clearly, and occasionally the speed of a few swordsmanship slows down before being seen by Qingzhou, in comparison, it is simply shocking.

"It's so strong, it deserves to be the supreme venerable who controls a realm. ”

Qingzhou looked at the realm lord crossing the tribulation, and a strong desire appeared in his heart, the person in front of him was his idol, the sword cultivator crossed the tribulation, ranked as the lord of the world, and everyone admired him.

The Realm Lord held the Tribulation Flying Sword in his hand, constantly tearing through the chaotic airflow, watching this Tribulation Space turn into a Chaotic Ancient, but he was still unscathed.

A huge colorful rock broke through the chaotic air current, tumbling and flying in front of the Realm Lord.

Under the action of the Yuan Yuan Tribulation, the rock turned into an ancient seven-colored divine stone, which was far heavier than the chaotic air current, and it was also more tenacious and difficult to break.

The Realm Lord stabbed with a sword, the bell rang, and the Colorful Divine Stone stopped in mid-air, vibrated violently a few times, slid away from the tip of the sword, and rolled and rushed towards the Realm Lord's chest.

The Colorful Divine Stone is sharp and sharp, and if it is rubbed, even if it is a Tribulation Venerable, it will be dug out a few catties of flesh.

The pupils of the realm lord contracted sharply, the sword was in his chest, he suddenly let go of his palm, and the five fingers took turns to hit the sword body, and it actually sent out the five tones of the palace merchant horn and the feather, which changed into the sword sound Liushao.

The sound of the sword formed a sharp cone, and it flew out of the air, hitting the colorful divine stone, splashing scattered rubble, and the huge stone rolled and flew to the other side.

Qingzhou was amazed, this flying sword was wonderful, it was really a stroke of genius, the realm lord showed the pinnacle of kendo cultivation, and the move in danger was like a whimsy, which opened Qingzhou's eyes.

The realm lord's various mystical sword techniques were at his fingertips, and for a while, the void was full of sword qi, and the chaotic air flow was torn apart one by one, gradually revealing the clear void.

However, the power of the Yuan Yuan Tribulation was not limited to this, and in the chaotic air current, an even more powerful primordial hurricane was derived.

At the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, primordial hurricanes swept in all directions, and many newborn planets were easily swept away.

Even the powerful creatures that accompanied the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth did not dare to resist the primordial hurricane, because the wind was so terrifying that even if it was weakened to an invisible trace, it could burrow into the body and stir up the internal organs.

A trace of breeze blew across his face, and Venerable Duyin's face was cold, and he reached out to touch it, touching the blood on his hand, and the primordial hurricane thousands of miles away leaked a trace of aftermath, and a large piece of flesh and blood was blown off his face.

Venerable Duyin, who was in the center of the primordial hurricane, had even more difficulty breathing, and under the hurricane's wild sweep, he was oppressed to the extreme.

In the void, countless black dragons swam around, they were huge primordial hurricanes, and the realm lord was negligible in comparison.

The Realm Lord's eyes were slightly closed, as if he couldn't open his eyes because the hurricane was too violent, and the flying sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he couldn't even hold the flying sword in his hand because the primordial hurricane was too violent.

Suddenly, the Realm Lord opened his eyes, and countless points of light appeared in his pupils, as if encompassing the entire starry sky, and the flying sword flew out of his hand and merged into the void.

Next, countless rays of light appeared, arranged in neat vertical and horizontal lines, and finally formed a huge chessboard.

The primordial hurricane roared and flew above the chessboard, shining in vertical and horizontal lines, forming a three-dimensional grid, and suddenly cutting the primordial hurricane into pieces.

The chessboard of rays, the powerful fields formed, trapped the primordial hurricane in a cage, and the primordial hurricane rushed back and forth, was cut and broken by the ray grid, and finally scattered, no longer the original horror killing.

When the primordial hurricane was gone, the chessboard grid shook a few times, and finally reverted to the Crossing Flying Sword, which fell into the hands of the Realm Lord.