"Let's go. Senior brother Hai Sheng is dead. This matter must be told to others."
"Yes, this revenge must be avenged. If this person continues to develop, our Lingtian Sect will be seriously threatened."
"This man cannot live!"
They don't want to cause trouble to them after Ling Xiao's Tribulation is completed.
So I left early.
They no longer care about what happens next.
But there were still people staying there to watch.
After all, the eighth level of heavenly tribulation is a rare occurrence.
In the void at this time, a divine dragon was dueling with a thunder god.
The God of Thunder is the eighth heavenly tribulation.
Thunder God's Tribulation.
And that divine dragon is the ancestral dragon incarnated by Ling Xiao.
Thor is very strong.
Extremely powerful.
But precisely because of his strength, Ling Xiao felt very happy.
He took this opportunity to take out a large amount of energy stones and kept devouring them.
No matter how strong the Thunder God's Tribulation is, it will continue to get weaker.
And as long as he doesn't die, he can continue to grow stronger.
Every attack is an improvement.
They are all the formation of the realm of heaven.
They are all the formation of the true form of the ancestral dragon!
They are all transformations of the physical body!
All are improvements in strength.
The eighth heavenly tribulation lasted too long, lasting three hours.
Ling Xiao also benefited greatly from this.
The prototype of the realm of heaven has finally been promoted to the perfect realm of heaven.
At the same time, all prototypes in various small fields have been promoted.
"Swallow it for me!"
Ling Xiao burst out with a perfect heavenly realm, surrounding the Thunder God on the opposite side.
The violent attack swept away.
In the end, the God of Thunder was crushed to pieces.
Swallowed the power of Thor.
Ling Xiao's Ancestral Dragon's true form has also perfectly condensed into its prototype.
Although the prototype of the true body is not yet the perfect true body, it is already stronger than the ninth-level divine bloodline.
"Is it over?"
Everyone around me has the same question.
They no longer dare to jump to conclusions.
Because Ling Xiao is a very strange person and cannot be judged by common sense.
This guy is a monster in the true sense of the word.
At this time, the calamity clouds in the sky seemed to be getting smaller.
The range gradually shrank, from a radius of one thousand meters to a radius of one hundred meters.
And it seems to be continuing to shrink.
"It's over. It seems like it's over. This person actually survived the eighth level of heavenly calamity. It's really shocking."
"Fortunately, there is no ninth heavenly tribulation. Otherwise, I really don't know how to describe it. How can there be such a perverted guy in this world? It is simply unimaginable."
"It is indeed terrible, but even if you survive the catastrophe, you will only be a first-level quasi-emperor.
Genius can only explain the future departure.
But if you die young, no matter how talented you are, there is no point.
There are many geniuses who cannot grow."
Someone said.
"But no matter what, he has overcome a difficult situation. A genius like him will definitely be highly valued by the Tianwang Sect.
It’s so easy to die!”
Almost everyone felt that the catastrophe was over.
But Ling Xiao didn't think so.
He felt that the tribulation was not disappearing, but was condensing.
It seemed as if he was going to devote all his strength to completely kill Ling Xiao in one fell swoop.
How much the heaven hates Ling Xiao.
"Come on, let me try the power of the Nine Heavenly Tribulations."
He had encountered a similar situation before when he was promoted to the Alchemy Realm.
Still got through it.
Then this time, you can survive.
He believes in himself.
Buzz!
Buzz!
Strange sounds came from the sky.
The robbery cloud keeps compressing and compressing again!
Everyone looked to the sky in shock.
"How is it possible that the catastrophe is not over yet?"
"It seems that it has just been compressed. Not only has the energy not decreased, but it has become more terrifying."
"This! Such terrible pressure, I feel like my heart is going to burst!"
"Nine levels of heavenly tribulation? Are we going to see nine levels of heavenly tribulation that we have never seen before?"
Excited!
Shock!
There is still some fear.
In the history of Zhenwu Shenzhou, no one has ever survived the ninth heavenly tribulation.
Not to mention the ninth level, the sixth level of heavenly tribulation is rare.
The seventh level has not been seen for tens of thousands of years.
Ninefold?
how could it be possible!
There is a saying in the world.
Anyone who has survived the sixth level of heavenly calamity has the status of a saint, and may reach the realm of a martial saint in the future.
Of course, it's just a possibility.
But having this possibility is already terrifying.
After all, no Martial Saint has appeared in the Black Sand Region for thousands of years.
The Black Sand Martial Saint is the last Martial Saint in the history of the Black Sand Region.
saint!
It is said that it is different from ordinary people.
Already transcending mortals.
He is the true master of heaven and earth, a terrifying existence that controls the world.
Lifespan can reach about 50,000 years!
In the Ancestral Dragon Realm, sainthood is the ultimate pursuit of countless people.
"Oh my God, all the six heavenly tribulations have the appearance of a saint, but what about the ninth heavenly tribulation? Doesn't it mean that you will definitely become a saint?"
"Yes, the Heavenly King Sect has actually recruited such a guy, but I don't know if he can survive this ninth heavenly tribulation!"
"Look! That's the Huanghuang Thunder Prison!"
"What! It really is, it really is the legendary Huanghuang Thunder Prison, the Huanghuang Thunder Prison that can only appear in the ninth level of heavenly tribulation.
So what exactly is there in the Huanghuang Lei Prison?
Nobody knows.
But the only thing I know is that it is more terrifying than any previous catastrophe.
Once inside, there is almost no chance of survival."
In the sky, a building shining with terrifying black lightning appeared.
There are black barriers all around.
There is only one entrance.
If Ling Xiao wants to survive the ninth heavenly tribulation, he must go in.
If you don't go in, you give up.
There is still a choice.
"He should give up, right?"
Someone said.
"Yes, Huanghuang Lei Prison, once you enter it, you can't come out. He can't be so stupid and think he can come out alive, right?"
"He's in!"
Suddenly, someone shouted.
Then he saw Ling Xiao go directly into the Huanghuang Lei Prison.
In the sky, everything became quiet.
Only the brilliant thunder prison is located in the void.
Like a huge black box.
Just a black box made of black lightning.
"What a madman!"
"No chance!"
"He's so impulsive!"
Everyone shook their heads, thinking that Ling Xiao was dead.
But I don't want to leave like this.
It seems that there are still some small expectations.
In the brilliant prison of thunder.
Ling Xiao couldn't see anything.
I can only feel the power from Huanghuang Lei Prison.
Black lightning struck his body one after another, trying to refine his entire being.
Ling Xiao sneered and released the realm of heaven.
At the same time, the Devouring Ancestral Dragon ability is fully activated.
Continuously swallowing black lightning.
The Huang Huang Lei Prison wanted to refine him, so he swallowed the Huang Huang Lei Prison clean.
However, these black lightnings penetrate almost everywhere.
It even entered the sea of his soul.
It began to corrode his soul.
Ling Xiao smiled at this time.
His soul is countless times more powerful than his body.
He has already reached the ninth level of the Spiritual Emperor.
The ninth level of the Spiritual Emperor.
The second realm among the great emperors.
No matter how powerful this calamity is, it is still only a quasi-emperor calamity.