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Chapter 620: Variation of the Law Phase

"This time Shenwu Gong... No, Chen Anzhi did too much. He didn't expect that we always regarded him as God and admired him to the extreme. He treated him as an imperial edict and treated us like this. We didn't believe what General Ye said just now. It turned out that this is really... more than 100,000 people died like this."

The so-called sorrow is greater than death. Zhao Yao's face showed an expression of hatred, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Not only Zhao Yao, but Zhang Hai, Yao Donglai and others are in the same mood.

This feeling of extreme disappointment is hard to describe in words. Even Yang Xiuyun, his old superior, betrayed him, which made Yao Donglai really unbearable. They looked at Ye Ping one after another, and only then did they finally know who was the real one for their own good. For a moment, everyone pointed their finger at Bai Ye, Feng Hanting and the others.

Now there is no way to seek justice from Shenwu Gong directly, and they can only ask for it. But Ye Ping is currently passing the tribulation, and the Wanmie Lei Light, which is extremely dangerous, cannot help but start praying silently in his heart, hoping that Ye Ping can get rid of danger. No matter what, they will ask Bai Ye, Feng Hanting and the others today for an explanation.

At this time, Ye Ping was hanging high in the air, and countless lightning lights hit him.

This is the anger of God. If you want to tear Ye Ping apart, such a powerful existence is not allowed in the world.

And there was only a scattered nothingness behind Ye Ping, and he did not truly condense the Dharma image of heaven and earth.

The only thing that is thankful is that Ye Ping does not seem to die tragically in this lightning. On the contrary, because of his overly powerful body, the lightning did not hurt him at all. Ye Ping formed seals like lotus with both hands and began to guide the lightning of Wanmiao to temper his body. The fascia under his skin became more and more solid, and the runes on it appeared and were extremely magical.

Looking from afar, it was like a god who suppressed hell, tearing the earth apart in countless lightnings.

"It's scary... so scary. It's so scary that it can keep your body clean in the light of the Destroyed Thunder."

"It is rumored that many of the quasi-king kings of those days died and disappeared when they passed through the Thunder Lightning."

"There is a thunder tribulation in the eighth grade, and it is a thunder lightning. So what is it when you hit the quasi-king and the true king?"

Now all the grudges, love and hatred are temporarily put aside. Everyone focused their attention on Ye Ping, who was surviving the thunder tribulation in the sky. The damage of Wanmiao's thunder lightning is really too powerful. Even Yu Wanjun, the eighth-grade master, was almost wiped out due to the impact. It is conceivable how powerful the pressure Ye Ping faces at this time.

Everyone has a premonition now. If nothing unexpected happens, Ye Ping may really become a quasi-king king or even a real king. Even Li Chunfeng, who was at this level, did not say that he caused a thunder tribulation when he was hitting the eighth grade. Ye Ping, who was bathed in the lightning at this time, undoubtedly left an indelible impression in everyone's heart, that is, it was terrible.

"Well? Although I can withstand the attack of Wanmiao Thunder Light, they may not be able to do it. And it is very likely to affect the people in Changyang City. It is better to go deeper into the thunder clouds, and maybe I can also divert Wanmiao Thunder Light. Otherwise, when I complete the thunder tribulation, I will probably be razed to the ground within a radius of dozens of kilometers and no grass will grow."

Ye Ping shook his head. He didn't care about Bai Ye, Feng Hanting and others at all, but just cared about himself.

As long as he can overcome the thunder tribulation in one fell swoop, he will be confident that no one will be his opponent under the quasi-king.

Thinking of this, Ye Ping soared straight up and rushed into the huge thunder clouds. As expected, with his own movement, the light of Wanmiao would not target other people in Changyang City. Instead, as Ye Ping moved upward, countless thunder tribulations followed Ye Ping upward. This time, Ye Ping could finally put aside all his worries and temper his body wholeheartedly.

The way he made seals in his hand was the method in the divine consciousness of the White Lotus God, and the means of the gods. In the divine consciousness, those ancient powerful people used the thunder tribulation to temper their bodies and achieve the purpose of comprehensive promotion when they crossed the thunder tribulation. It was not just the body, but also the primordial spirit. Only by truly experiencing the thunder tribulation can the promoted realm be more concise.

Logically speaking, under the quasi-king, it is impossible to have things like the soul, divine consciousness, and divine nature.

But Ye Ping devoured and refined the divine thoughts of the White Lotus God, causing a golden villain to stand on his sea of ​​consciousness.

At first, the villain looked no different from the White Lotus God, but with Ye Ping's tempering, the villain became more and more like Ye Ping. He sat cross-legged on the sea of ​​consciousness, suppressing his limbs and bones. After the baptism of the thunder tribulation, he completely washed away the White Lotus God's God's divine thoughts. Any thoughts he left in Ye Ping's body disappeared in the light of the destruction.

At this point, Ye Ping truly refined the divine thoughts of the White Lotus God, completely integrated them into his body, and turned them into something of his own. What shocked him was that his realm was still rising. He had been promoted to the eighth level middle realm before he ended. It was a miracle, and the spiritual energy in his body was also extremely full.

"It is indeed the strength of the eighth grade mid-level realm. I feel it very real, but why hasn't it condensed the Dharma image of heaven and earth?"

Ye Ping frowned slightly, as if he was extremely puzzled by this matter. At first, a ball of things similar to chaos appeared behind him, and he could vaguely see that it was a snake or dragon. But as his realm was completely stable, the Dharma image of heaven and earth disappeared. This was something he had never thought of, and he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

"Congratulations, you can actually successfully pass the tribulation in the light of the Thunder of Destruction, and it is just an eighth-grade thunder tribulation. This is something that has never happened in history! I also know that you must be confused, why haven't you condensed the Dharma image of heaven and earth? You don't have to be angry about this, because according to the top secret documents of Jing'ansi once recorded."

Nie Wu and others came to Ye Ping's side and looked at him with burning eyes, with envy and admiration in their eyes.

"Have you ever happened like this before? Why is that?" Ye Ping asked in confusion.
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