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Chapter 197 Swallowing calamity with calamity! My name is Bo Qing!

Behind Li Ziyang, seven or forty-nine inverted peaks rose in vain, and the ground shook.

This is a horrifying sight. Because the sun, moon and stars on the King Quan Sword are attached to it, it is as if the stars in the sky were really picked by Li Ziyang's hand.

The ferocious beasts and bandits in the Luohe Mountains howled one after another and fled in terror, triggering numerous beast tides.

Even a fifth-level ferocious beast did not dare to stop for a moment and ran as fast as possible.

"Kill me?"

Facing such a scene, Hong Yuan sneered disdainfully, clenched the hilt of his sword and said, "Then come on!"

Seeing that Hong Yuan dared to act arrogantly when he was about to die, Li Ziyang waved the King Quan Sword.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the forty-nine peaks emitted starlight, intertwining into a Milky Way scene and collaborating into small galaxies.

Forty-nine star peaks fell from the sky, like a landslide and a tsunami, coming under heavy pressure.

The combination of the royal sword energy and this terrifying power is enough to break the void.

After performing this move, Li Ziyang obviously looked like he was out of strength.

He looked at Hong Yuan expectantly, his eyes shrunk, and he said in his heart, "The second method of magical power!?"

Hong Yuan's figure moved and disappeared from the top of the mountain in an instant.

Hong Yuan seemed to have traveled through the void and came directly in front of Li Ziyang, holding the Tianhe Sword high.

The Tianhe Sword screamed, and Hong Yuan's eyes suddenly became as dark as the abyss, and he swung down the sword with all his sword intent and energy.

At the same time, the Tianhe sword body rotated at high speed, infecting the sky.

Souls, swords, water, and blood rotate in circles, and traces of terrifying aura permeate the air. The eyes of those sword-light snakes and sword-light pythons move as if they are alive!

Li Ziyang had no choice but to stand in front of him and take advantage of every move.

The fierce confrontation and the overflowing sparks ignited the Luohe Mountains, and the flames shot into the sky.

Hong Yuan defeated Xing Feng and the power of the Sun, Moon and Star to the point of collapse.

This is a tragic and tragic battle, and no one has a reason to retreat.

Above the sky is the blue sky.

In the blue sky, Martial Saint Ansheng's gaze was fierce, his eyes were like ice swords, staring at Hong Yuan coldly.

"Damn you devil, you'd better lose, otherwise..."

Suddenly, Wu Sheng Ansheng's face changed drastically, and he crossed a hundred miles in an instant. But the next moment, he stopped slumped on the periphery, watching the changes in the Luohe Mountains.

In the Luohe Mountains, there were thunders, meteorites falling, fire clouds blazing, the mountains and fields covered with fire, and all kinds of terrifying auras reviving.

Li Ziyang was suspended between heaven and earth, laughing loudly.

There are three steps to becoming a saint and ascending to immortality: the first step is to break the orifice, the second step is to receive Qi, and the third step is to explode the orifice.

At this time, Li Ziyang started the catastrophe of becoming a saint and becoming an immortal.

"Blood Demon Sword, you won, but I didn't lose!"

"Since ancient times, good and evil have always existed. Let's see who has the last laugh."

After speaking, Li Ziyang rushed into the Heavenly Tribulation with the King Quan Sword, intending to influence the Heavenly Tribulation to destroy Hong Yuan.

The sky was full of thunder, and Hong Yuan looked gloomy.

With only half a step left, he could kill Li Ziyang, let the Tianhe Sword make up for its shortcomings, and even possess a hint of the power of the sacred weapon.

But Li Ziyang's decisiveness exceeded his imagination, because Li Ziyang was only slightly behind, and he immediately started the catastrophe of becoming a saint.

It should be noted that to survive a tribulation in a safe environment, you may have a narrow escape from death, but to survive a tribulation with a life-and-death enemy is almost like putting yourself to death and surviving.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Hong Yuan's face: "Killing the enemy through robbery? I think you are overthinking."

With a roar, the hollow space in Hong Yuan's body shattered.

In the three steps of becoming a saint and ascending to immortality, he crossed over the broken orifice of the first step in the blink of an eye and went straight to receiving Qi.

But from this, an even bigger thunderstorm gathered, spreading thousands of miles, and became a vast and vast sea. It was obviously dark night, but it was as bright as day.

At this moment, countless people looked up and stared, panicked and unable to face the mighty power of heaven and earth.

In the thunder storm, the Maojin Divine Thunder, Yimu Divine Thunder, Kuishui Divine Thunder, Zhenhuo Divine Thunder and Zhentu Divine Thunder gathered together. There was even a desolate beast Thunder Dragon wandering deep in the thunder pond.

Ordinary martial arts cultivators who become saints and overcome the Immortal Tribulation can have a kind of thunder tribulation, which is a great terror, but now Hongyuan's five levels of thunder tribulation are gathered together, and there is also a terrible beast that is equivalent to a sixth-level martial saint - the desolate beast thunder dragon!

"Damn it, this devil bastard is actually one of the ten most powerful beings!?" Wu Sheng Ansheng secretly felt a toothache, "Ziyang is in trouble."

Hong Yuan activated the Tianhe Sword and charged towards Li Ziyang.

The heavenly tribulation above the head also moved accordingly, and two heavenly tribulations of different sizes collided.

In Li Ziyang's horrified eyes, his catastrophe was "swallowed" by Hong Yuan's catastrophe.

This scene simply shocked everyone, and also shocked several martial saints who were observing secretly.

The catastrophe of becoming a saint and becoming an immortal is a strange sight, rare to see.

And the scene of the heavenly calamity devouring the heavenly calamity in front of them is beyond everyone's imagination.

This is incredible!

"What is this!?" Li Ziyang opened his mouth slightly, unable to understand.

When the weather and ground energy didn't show up, Li Ziyang was completely panicked.

Without the support of weather and earth energy, it is impossible to start the second step of becoming a saint or immortal by relying solely on his own popularity.

In other words, he had already failed before he even started to overcome the tribulation!

Li Ziyang stared at Hong Yuan with anger, but found that Hong Yuan was struck by the Maojin God's thunder and was in a dangerous environment, unable to escape. Most of the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Only half a moment later, Hong Yuan harnessed the wind and thunder and rushed towards him.

Li Ziyang held the King Quan Sword tightly and roared unwillingly, "Blood Demon Sword, come and die!"

Under the catastrophe, the two fought again.

Boom!

The divine thunder of Maojin stopped, the stars shattered, and the sun and moon trembled. The power of this collision actually briefly broke through the cloud of calamity.

Facing Li Ziyang's various tactics of killing eight hundred enemies and damaging one thousand, Hong Yuan's face was blank and he did not flinch at all.

Hong Yuan stepped out with his sword, snakes and pythons rose and fell, and countless phantoms of snakes and pythons suddenly appeared in the entire space.

He borrowed the sword from the robbery, the sword and the robbery merged into one, and the thunder reversed and replaced it.

Hong Yuan's sword moves became more and more concise, and it often only took one strike to suppress Li Ziyang's breath.

But Hong Yuan's momentum grew stronger and stronger, and he dared to compete with God.

Every time the sword is swung, the sword light becomes sharper and more powerful. With itself as the original center, the space is cracked with layers of black marks.

"How could this happen? Is this really the power that a tribulation breaker should have?" Li Ziyang held the trembling King Quan Sword, feeling unwilling to do so.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Devil, you are really good..." Wu Sheng Ansheng's eyes were cold, he slowly danced Tai Chi, and a golden yin and yang fish picture began to appear.

If Hong Yuan fails to overcome the tribulation, then he will not take action.

If Hong Yuan successfully overcomes the tribulation, he will tell Hong Yuan what the true power of a martial saint is.

He wants Hong Yuan to die without a burial place!

Under the catastrophe.

Li Ziyang's eyes were dark and he looked lonely: "Tao eliminates demons...I, lost——"

His figure disintegrated inch by inch, turned into light rain, and continued to dissipate.

At the moment when he was about to die, he didn't even know who his opponent was.

On the other side, Tianhe Sword gnawed at Wang Quan Sword brutally, but Wang Quan Sword was unwilling to accept it and rose up to resist.

The Tianhe Sword couldn't bite him, so he asked Hong Yuan for help.

Hong Yuan suddenly said: "My name is Bo Qing!"

Li Ziyang's eyes lit up for a moment, and then slowly closed.

Buzz... The Holy Sword has spirit, and the King Quan Sword feels the complete demise of its partner, and its aura is weakened.

Tianhe Sword seizes the opportunity and gnaws at it immediately, like a big bad wolf eating a little white rabbit.

"How brave!" Wu Sheng Ansheng's eyes burst into flames, burning with rage.

It's just that the terrifying calamity blocked his actions, making him even more angry.

Every Daozi true disciple is a core disciple, gathering the great efforts of a sect.

Not to mention that Li Ziyang is the Qilin son of the Li family, a sword cultivator, and is valued by the Four Sword Masters of Emperor Killing.

Li Ziyang died, and it was difficult for him to explain to the four sword masters!

Crackling——

Yimu Divine Thunder continued to fall from the sky, crashing towards the source of the flood, causing black marks in the void.

Hong Yuan holds the Tianhe Sword with its entire sword body restored.

Under the surprised gazes of the martial saints, he turned around and sprinted towards Jie Yun.

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