Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

boom!

After a deafening sound, the colorful thunder robbery landed on the place where Jun Xiaoyao was.

In an instant, the seven-color thunder spread out, filling the four directions, making a crackling sound.

Jiang Luoli's mind slammed for a while, her whole figure seemed to be wooden, and her delicate body couldn't move.

"Is he dead?" the surrounding arrogance muttered.

Ji Qingyi and the others also had their eyes locked on the top of the altar.

It stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible for Jun Xiaoyao to resist the colorful thunder tribulation.

As the thunderbolt dissipated, everyone's eyes froze at the same time.

There was a look of horror on their faces.

Because Jun Xiaoyao is safe and sound!

And the reason why he was safe and sound was because there was a heroic figure standing in front of him.

The black hair fell down at his feet, and the whole person exuded an aura like a monster.

It is the Eucharist of the Fall!

The fallen Eucharist roared up to the sky, black hair fluttering, like an unyielding god and demon!

"This……"

Not to mention other people, even Jun Xiaoyao himself, was stunned for a moment.

He did not pour his soul power into the fallen saint.

That is to say, the current fallen Eucharist is acting according to its own will, rather than being controlled by Jun Xiaoyao.

But this... how is that possible?

Jun Xiaoyao has doubts in his heart.

However, he thought again that when he was manipulating the Fallen Eucharist before, at certain moments, the Fallen Eucharist seemed to have a little clarity in the eyes.

At that time, Jun Xiaoyao didn't care too much and thought it was an illusion.

Now it seems that the fallen Eucharist still maintains a deep level of consciousness?

"But, why did he take the initiative to protect the way for me?" Jun Xiaoyao was puzzled again.

At this time, above the sky, there was another roar.

For failing to kill Jun Xiaoyao with one blow, the sky seemed to be very angry, and the colorful thunderbolts crashed down.

Every thunder can easily kill a saint.

The Fallen Holy Body roared, the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, and the whole person rose into the air to meet those thunder tribulations.

Within the Ten Realms rift, no saintly powerhouse is allowed.

But at this moment, the Fallen Sacred Body only uses the power of the flesh to resist the might of the colorful thunder tribulation, and does not have the magic power of the Holy Land.

boom! boom! boom!

One after another thunder struck on the Fallen Eucharist, but the Fallen Eucharist did not step back.

Even if his fleshly body began to crack, he did not retreat.

Jun Xiaoyao took a deep breath, he did not hesitate, seized this opportunity and continued to comprehend.

In his body, the Immortal Seeds of the Ten Realms have completely disappeared, turning into resources to nourish that mass of energy.

That group of energy belongs to Jun Xiaoyao's own way.

Among them, it seems that there is a world that has opened up, and the scene of the chaos of the evolution of the universe has emerged.

As this breath gradually diffused, the void around him collapsed little by little and turned into nothingness.

It seems that the way of Jun Xiaoyao should be above the heavens and the ten thousand ways, and create its own rules.

"As soon as my Dao comes out, all Dao collapses!"

Jun Xiaoyao was enlightened, and he focused all his attention on his own body.

In his own body, it seems that a world is beginning to evolve.

That is his world, that is his way, that is his way.

As Jun Xiaoyao's comprehension deepens, the power of the colorful thunder tribulation is also getting stronger and stronger.

Even the flesh body of the fallen Eucharist began to crack and gradually crumble.

However, the Fallen Holy Body is still like a hard wall, resisting everything for Jun Xiaoyao.

This may be a kind of support for the desolate holy body.

The Fallen Eucharist hopes that Jun Xiaoyao will be able to exalt the power of the ancient sacred body and blaze an unprecedented path.

For the ancient Eucharist, remove all shackles and curses.

boom!

In the end, the endless colorful thunder tribulations directly drowned the Fallen Sacrament.

His fleshly body began to disintegrate.

The Fallen Eucharist is after all the Fallen Eucharist, not the ancient Eucharist in its heyday.

His physical body has also undergone numerous experiments and transformations, and after all, he still lost some of the characteristics of the ancient sacred body.

Therefore, under this terrifying world-destroying thunder calamity, the Fallen Sacred Body was finally unable to support it.

His body began to shatter, and finally shattered with a bang.

In the moment of collapse.

There seemed to be a sentence that entered Jun Xiaoyao's mind.

"The Holy Body is in the vein, it's up to you."

"Remember... go to the ancient temple..."

boom!

After protecting you for your happiness and exuding the last residual heat.

The fallen Eucharist finally disintegrated completely, turned into fly ash, and disappeared into the world.

After hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao didn't have time to be moved.

He is concentrating on deducing the doctrine.

However, he heard that sentence and kept it in his heart.

There is no hindrance of the fallen Eucharist.

The colorful thunder tribulation can finally strike Jun Xiaoyao without hindrance.

And at this moment, around the Heroic Spirit Altar, endless heroic spirits appeared again.

When Jun Xiaoyao was about to ascend to the top of the altar, tens of thousands of heroic spirits also appeared.

And now there are more than 10,000 Heroic Spirits emerging.

There are literally hundreds of thousands.

Don't think this number is huge.

You know, this is the amount accumulated through countless epochs and time.

"This... is it really a dead end!"

Seeing the hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits, Jiang Luoli's face turned pale.

Ji Qingyi and Xiao Moxian also felt a little chill.

They knew that this road might be difficult, but they didn't expect it to be this extent.

It's no different from a dead end.

But the next moment, something surprising happened.

Those hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits were not aimed at Jun Xiaoyao, but roared at God!

That's right, it's a roar to God!

They used to be ancient heroes who had climbed the altar, and they also wanted to open up their own path like Jun Xiaoyao.

But they all failed.

Because God will stop them.

And now, after many epochs, someone finally has the possibility to walk out of their own path.

These heroic spirits emerged, not to deal with Jun Xiaoyao, but to help Jun Xiaoyao and deal with this unfair God!

Why do people have to be trapped in heaven and earth!

Why, they can only be prisoners in chains!

This is a rebellion against fate!

Boom!

Hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits are fighting against God!

What a terrifying power this is, even the colorful thunder tribulation has to be avoided!

And Jun Xiaoyao, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits, is like the only god.

Looking at the degenerate Holy Body, looking at the hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits who supported him.

Even Jun Xiaoyao, there is a coldness in his eyes.

In his dantian, the energy was compressed infinitely, and finally seemed to turn into nothingness.

But in the void, a point suddenly emerged.

This point seems to encompass all things and the universe, and a brand new road gradually emerges.

This point does not belong to this world, but is created by Jun Xiaoyao himself.

Right at this point, when it's about to take shape.

Above the sky, the colorful thunder robbery intertwined, and finally turned into a thunder face.

That thunder face, incomparably huge, filled the sky.

It opened its mouth, and a terrifying thunder beam poured out towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Even the hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits who fought hard to fight back were unable to resist, and they all turned to ashes in the screams.

In the face of this God's last move to kill him.

Jun Xiaoyao looked calm.

His way, his way, is about to be formed, how can he give up here?

"Come on, I, Jun Xiaoyao, want to compete with the Duke of Heaven!"

Jun Xiaoyao snorted coldly, raised his hand, three sword beams cut through the vast sky and appeared.

Indistinctly, there is actually a faint imperial prestige, exuding.

"That is……"

Ji Qingyi, Xiao Moxian, Wang Chuan, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, and all the rest of Tianjiao.

His pupils widened, he took a deep breath, and his heart set off a huge wave!

That is... the power that belongs to the emperor!