“What a luxury!”
Almost everyone who saw Bai Zian survive this blow through their own methods had their eyes red.
What is the gap between rich and poor, and what is the disparity in status? Today they have opened their eyes.
In terms of cultivation alone, at least half of the people on the island are at the level of spiritual refining no less than Bai Qian.
But facing such an attack from Dao Qiongtian, there are only a handful of people who can resist with confidence.
However, Bai Qian didn't even need to exert any force, just using an external object to block the semi-saint's killing blow.
"Damn you, these status dogs!"
"Bai Pian is finished, he is definitely finished. Regardless of whether he is in alliance with the Holy Slave or not, judging from the blow he blocked for the water ghost, it is impossible for the Taoist Palace Master to let him go."
"Yes, not to mention the rebellion in the Holy Palace, at least Junzhao's lineage, or Bai Qian himself, is definitely a traitor, and he should be killed."
"He really deserves to be killed! For whatever reason...he looks like he's dead!"
"Hey, where does that sour smell come from?" Li Fugui looked around and sniffed.
"But haven't you noticed that the water ghost has already contracted as a semi-saint? If he really wants to be canonized, the Dao Palace Master will lose half of it!"
Amidst all the sour grapes talk, it was rare that there were still a few sober ones.
It is true that the previous explosion of the Ultimate Light Condensing Pill Technique was so grand that the water ghost who was behind and secretly contracted with the semi-saint became inconspicuous.
But the thunderstorm has occurred, the situation has changed, and the canonization is about to begin.
The holy calamity is brewing and is about to be destroyed.
If it were another person, some might still think that the probability of success in canonization is 50-50, or even 30-70, or 19-10.
But this is a water ghost!
He planned such a big drama on Void Island, and he is also the master of the secrets of the water system. Although the water ghost's holy calamity is stronger than that of ordinary people, how can he not survive it?
Once he is canonized, he will be the first water-type mystical semi-saint in the world, and he will immediately be at the top of the list at that time.
The sky is strong and there is a picture of the sky.
But even the scrolls of the sky are imitations of the mystical formations. How can the pirated ones be as good as the genuine ones?
How can there be a semi-holy water ghost strong in the sky who has reached the extreme level of the orthodox spirit refining method?
I don’t know if I don’t want to, I’ll be frightened when I think about it.
Only then did everyone realize why Dao Qiongcang had repeatedly tried to prevent the water ghost from being canonized.
The water ghost truly becomes a semi-saint, regardless of the influence of layout, general trend, geographical location and human factors.
Just in a head-to-head confrontation, he has the qualifications to challenge any semi-saint in the world, even the long-famous Dao Qiongcang.
"What a plan!"
Above the dragon head, Xu Xiaoshou also saw through this.
Any layout under absolute power is like a lake of paper. Dao Qiongcang can destroy everything as long as he comes.
But if the person who planned it also had absolute power, it would be terrible.
You can't play dirty, and you will be beaten tomorrow. How desperate will it be?
"But Dao Qiongtian, is this all..." Xu Xiaoshou thought to himself as he looked at the Dao Palace Master who was still calm in the face of danger, as if he was still in control of everything.
Rumble!
The Holy Tribulation finally takes shape.
The dense clouds in the sky were more oppressive than the canonization vision at any time before, covering most of the Void Island.
The energy contained in the calamity cloud is even more terrifying, making one's heart tremble just by looking at it.
A holy catastrophe of this magnitude would probably be too weak to withstand even the early thunder catastrophes.
"What kind of holy calamity is this? It's too terrifying!" You Taixu trembled in fear.
"The supreme holy calamity, a total of one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred calamities, starts from one calamity, plus one thunder, and the beginning is the purple divine thunder..." Li Fugui shook his head and muttered to himself, and was also attracted by this rare holy calamity.
Jie was shocked.
"Supreme Holy Tribulation? Brother, please tell me again, what is the difference between this and ordinary Holy Tribulation?" A slashing path approached.
"Ordinary holy tribulations have a buffer period, but the supreme holy tribulation has no breaks. It is based on the purpose of killing people."
"It is also the most precious of the holy tribulations. In the early stage, it can destroy ninety-nine percent of Taixu. In the middle and late stages, even ordinary half-saints can be killed."
Li Fugui took a deep breath and said, "The number of recorded supreme holy tribulations that have occurred in the history of the Holy Continent can be counted on two hands."
"Isn't it certain that the water ghost will die? The Taoist Palace Master doesn't even need to take action?" More people gathered around and were amazed by the information possessed by the unassuming Li Fugui.
"No." Li Fugui slowly shook his head:
"The emergence of the Supreme Holy Tribulation proves that the water ghost's background is as amazing as his deep sea. Others may not be able to cross it. His words..."
Li Fugui's scalp went numb when he thought of the power of the mysteries, and of the semi-saint-level spiritual refiner who didn't even master the power of the mysteries in his mind:
"As far as he is concerned, as long as he takes out the status of the Holy Emperor, he can even reach that level!"
Refers to……
The realm of the Holy Emperor?
This is nothing short of amazing!
"Brother, are you kidding? How can a water ghost have the status of a saint?" Someone sneered, and many people immediately followed suit.
The profound meaning is too empty and has not yet been fully realized. Even a semi-saint looks down on him.
The semi-sage of mysteries has reached perfection, and he can look down on the semi-sages in the world.
If it were the Mysterious Holy Emperor...
Is this going against nature?
"Who knows?" Li Fugui sighed quietly.
Water Ghost Heart, Sea Needle, formerly known as the Great Demon King Yumo, became famous thirty or forty years ago, and his background is too deep.
Even if he took out a Holy Emperor status at the end of the Tribulation, Li Fugui felt it was understandable.
Because what the water ghost is doing on Void Island right now can be said to be against the will of heaven.
"Rumble--"
When the Holy Tribulation breaks through the sky and rains down the first calamity and the first thunder in the realm of extreme fire, the world covered by dark clouds is lit up.
All discussions were stopped, everyone's hearts were tightened, and they kept their breath away to prevent being locked by the holy calamity, but they concentrated on watching the ceremony.
Such a holy calamity is a once-in-a-lifetime event, so how can we not watch it with all our energy?
Above the Jue Fire Realm, Bai Zian had already seized the opportunity to escape, trying to avoid the center of the Holy Tribulation.
Only the water ghost is left, and he can still push the golden beast's face under the holy calamity, elegant and calm.
When the calamity was over, he summoned the Sealing Source Spear and the Sea Controlling Divine Halberd, one in each hand, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.
"Then let's use this grand catastrophe to bring the curtain down on this great show on Void Island!"
stop!
Facing the purple divine thunder, the water ghosts, spears and halberds walked side by side, facing the difficulties.
But at the same time, everyone saw the sky moving.
He unexpectedly stepped forward and jumped to the side of the water ghost, almost walking side by side with him, entering the center of the Holy Tribulation.
"boom!"
A bolt of thunder struck two people.
The tribulation-riding water ghost that was supposed to be shattered by the Purple Divine Thunder turned into a splash of ink rain and was reshaped. Dao Qiongcang, as an intervenor, was also blasted into ancient words and reorganized.
Both are fine!
"this……"
Everyone was stunned, not only shocked by the strength of the two, but also vaguely understood what Dao Qiongcang was doing.
To be continued...