The saint in front of him is definitely the most powerful enemy among the many enemies Wang Bo has faced in his life. The current situation is also the most difficult situation Wang Bo has faced since his practice.

It's not until you face the Saint directly that you can truly understand the power of the Holy Barrier. This gap is indescribable even if it is a cloud or mud, and any words are too weak.

But even if there is such a huge gap between the enemy and ourselves, the chaotic blood around Wang Bo is still boiling. The enemy is never an obstacle to him, but the qualifications for his continuous progress, which can allow him to truly transcend himself and reach a new level.

The next moment, the furious Holy Pavilion Saint struck out furiously, and the powerful Holy Power roared towards Wang Bo like a dragon.

Although the injury of the Holy Pavilion Saint has not yet healed, he is after all a strong man standing in the ninth level of the Holy Realm. The power exerted by an angry blow cannot be resisted by the Dao Zhan realm.

Wang Bo also knew that this blow would be very difficult to withstand, so he did not hold back, mobilized all the power in his body, displayed the Supreme Divine Restriction to the extreme, and wielded the most powerful sword he could.

Bang——

The two powerful forces collided fiercely, erupting with extremely terrifying power, which was about to level the entire divine city and completely destroy everything.

But gradually, Wang Bo, who only had the cultivation of a king, was still defeated and was severely knocked away.

Fortunately, under the protection of the immortal sword, Wang Bo did not suffer any serious injuries, but his whole body's energy and blood were shaken. Obviously, he did not feel well under the saint's blow.

After all, a saint is a saint after all. The power contained in the angry strike is so powerful that even the Great Holy Soldier cannot completely resist it. Even if Wang Bo has already established himself in the divine ban, he cannot be completely fine.

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

Boom boom boom——

Suddenly, from the nine heavens, thick thunder struck down, and then an endless sea of ​​thunder descended on the world, covering the entire pure land of the sacred pavilion, as if the end of the world was coming, destroying everything.

It was Wang Bo who triggered the catastrophe and wanted to drag the saint from the Sheng Pavilion into it and lead him through the catastrophe!

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

"Old thief, come fly to immortality with me!"

The moment the Heavenly Tribulation came to the world, the Saint of Shengge was frightened to the point of death. When he heard Wang Bo's provocation, he couldn't help but want to cut him into pieces. Even eating his flesh and blood was not enough to kill him.

The hatred in my heart.

However, with such a powerful catastrophe falling, the Saint of Shengge had no time to think about anything else, and could only passively face the horrific catastrophe belonging to the Chaos Body.

The catastrophe is like a vast ocean, boundless as far as the eye can see, with no edge visible at all. The terrifying thunder struck one after another, and the lightning flashed, causing a devastating blow to the entire pure land of the Shen Pavilion.

The divine peak collapses, the fairy pool dries up, and the earth's veins are shattered. Under the sweeping force of the sea of ​​electricity, everything will cease to exist, and the world will be reduced to nothingness.

Wang Bo resisted such a horrific catastrophe without any embarrassment on his face. Although this kind of catastrophe was terrifying, for Wang Bo, who had been going through tribulations since the Fourth Pole, such catastrophes were an intensity that he had long been accustomed to, and he was not used to it.

Not really fatal.

But it was different for the Saint of the Divine Pavilion beside him. For a monk like him who had worked hard to become a saint, this kind of calamity that belongs to the peerless genius is absolutely fatal and cannot be defeated at all.

He resisted with difficulty, but because of intervening in other people's catastrophes, the catastrophes suffered by the saints in the Shengge have already reached the level of saints. That is the catastrophe that truly advances to the saint king!

The saints of the Shengge tried their best to continuously drive the holy power to fight, but in the end they were too powerless.

Not long after, as a huge chaotic thunder struck down, half of his shoulders were completely split, and the white bones were exposed, and the flesh and blood became burnt and blurred, looking extremely terrifying.

boom--

The divine thunder struck down again, and the saint of the Sheng Pavilion could no longer hold on. He screamed in agony, his sternum was split, and his internal organs were burst open and turned black, making him miserable at this moment.

The last ray of light finally fell and hit the skull of the holy man in the Pavilion, directly penetrating his immortal platform and causing him to be struck to death by five thunderbolts.

Before dying, the saint of the Shengge could only let out his last roar.

"Ah! Little thief! I curse you to die miserably!"

The thunder calamity is ruthless and will not stop here. With the death of the Shengge Saint, Wang Bo began to deal with his own heavenly calamity with all his strength.

He struggled hard in the sea of ​​thunder, constantly fighting against the heavenly tribulations. In the end, the blood of chaos splashed out from his body. Even if he was a chaotic body, his skin and flesh would be torn apart by the corresponding heavenly tribulations.

But in the end, due to Wang Bo's constant resistance, the rolling thunder sea gradually dispersed. Wang Bo successfully overcame the tribulation and finally stood on the fifth small step of the Dao-Zhan realm.

Seeing the devastation of the Shen Pavilion, Wang Bo felt very happy, but Tai did not forget the purpose of his trip. He pulled out the fairy sword and killed all the senior members of the Shen Pavilion. Wang Bo then headed towards the treasure house of the Shen Pavilion based on the results of the soul search.

And go.

After looting the treasure house of the Divine Pavilion, he not only got the divine light platform and starry sky coordinates he wanted, but also obtained many precious medicines and divine materials accumulated by the Divine Pavilion for tens of thousands of years. It can be said that he gained a lot and became rich overnight.

At this moment, there were no people or things in the entire Gouchen Star Territory worthy of Wang Bo's concern, only the hatred of destroying the family.

He took one last look at the land where ancient stars were linked, then resolutely climbed onto the Divine Light Platform, heading deep into the vast starry sky, embarking on an invincible road.

…

Deep in the universe, in the heaven of faith.

He sat cross-legged on the cloud platform with his eyes closed. Ten thousand ways were flowing around him, and the endless power of faith poured in from all over the universe and was absorbed into his body.

After each swallow, Pan Zhou's power increased slightly, making him stronger and more unfathomable.

At the same time, a ruthless Taoist charm gradually emerged from him, making him like the incarnation of the Tao of Heaven, with no desires or pursuits, the greatest and most righteous.

After a long time, he stopped practicing this time. The moment he opened his eyes, two deep eyes instantly illuminated the entire universe, taking in everything.

However, those eyes were too ruthless at all, and even the gaze did not seem to have any warmth, instead it was as cold and oppressive as the abyss.

If someone could see Pan here at this time, he would be able to sense that something happened to him, which would have an unpredictable impact.

However, because he sat in the pan upright and believed in the movement of God and heaven, and because He Mu meditated in the Immortal Mountain to understand Taoism and did not care about worldly affairs, no one in the world could detect the various changes in the pan.

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 movement of all things.

The heaven of faith has once again regained its tranquility, with only the ethereal voices of "Infinite Heavenly Lord" ringing faintly for a long time.
Chapter completed!