[Chapter 2002 Heavenly Sword 9 Slashes]
For many quasi-sages, transcending the calamity of saints is not the way to longevity, but to hell.
Now, 90,000 years have passed, and Xiao Yun has brought a holy calamity.
This immediately alarmed the gods of all races.
This kind of catastrophe is too powerful, enough to alarm the entire Nine Heavens.
Then, these great powers sensed slightly, and found that the momentum came from the area of Jiuxiao.
Immediately, they discovered Xiao Yun.
“Is that descendant going to prove the Dao?” After seeing that it was Xiao Yun who had caused the catastrophe, all the gods were shocked.
“This junior, the Emperor Zheng has only been 100,000 years old, and he has already begun to prove himself?” An uproar sounded.
“It is said that this son is the son of Jiuxiao.” Someone said.
“One hundred thousand years ago, Jiuxiao succeeded in becoming a sage, but now his son is going to become a sage?
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“Hmph, Jiuxiao’s preaching before was a good time. Now, without the intervention of heaven, I’d like to see how his son preaches.” Some people snorted coldly.
The people of the Demon Race and the Netherland all watched from the sidelines.
The Demon Emperor and the Demon Ancestor were also shocked.
At this time, their faces were gloomy, making it impossible to see any emotional fluctuations.
However, in their eyes, there seems to be a murderous intent accumulating.
This kind of killing intent was naturally perceived by Emperor Heng and Xiao Zhantian.
“The Holy Tribulation, I don’t know if Yun’er can survive it?” Yao Qingyue was worried.
Xiao Yuanshan, Haotian Chunyang, and other relatives also left.
They were all in the secret realm of Jiuxiao, paying attention to Xiao Yun outside.
Ling Xi and the others were also worried.
Holy Tribulation!
If you cross the past, you will live forever.
But if you can’t get over it,
you will die.
Boom!
At this time, the sky was completely shrouded in robbery clouds.
This is the Great Dao Tribulation Cloud where the Qi of Primordial Primordial Condensation is condensed.
That kind of terrifying power made Da Mong feel terrified.
Some saints view it with indifference.
“Everything has its own set, and you don’t need to worry. Besides, worrying is useless.” Xiao Zhantian said to his relatives.
After that, he was so concerned about the void outside the secret.
The calamity fell like a thunder snake, with a ferocious momentum.
However, when it fell, it was like a thousand ways to suppress it.
In this way, this is the calamity of Primordial Primordial, only when it falls, it drowns Xiao Yun.
In the middle of the ups and downs, they attacked Xiao Yun together.
This kind of attack is so terrifying that the great powers in the distance are frightened.
“The calamity caused by this later life is actually so powerful.” Some strong men were palpitated.
“This Xiao Yunxiu is Hunyuan Dao, and the calamity he has passed is naturally not comparable to ordinary quasi-sages.” You Dani said indifferently.
“Hunyuan Avenue.” Chu Yunfei glanced at the Holy Land of Creation, with a complex expression on his face.
His avenue of creation is very strong.
However, if compared with Hunyuan Avenue, it is a little worse.
You must know that the sage proving the Tao is like proving the body of Hunyuan.
You can see the heaviness of Hunyuan.
“There are thousands of ways in the world, all living beings in the world, all laws and order, all belong to me.” When the robbery fell, a low voice came from Xiao Yun’s mouth.
Then, he evolved into the Primordial World to engulf these Heavenly Tribulation Patterns and the Great Dao.
At the same time, his Primordial World is already opening up.
Hunyuan stirred, and with the help of the power of heaven and earth, opened up the world, and yin and yang began to separate.
Derived from the beginning.
Then, good fortune came out, and there was going to be a living being.
Although the sky and the earth are open, there is still the Hunyuan area on the sky.
This is the land of the road.
Inside, began to breed life.
This is an innate spirit, and is destined to become an innate deity in the future, or even proclaim a holy spirit.
At the same time, yin and yang are divided, mountains and rivers, rivers and mountains are derived.
When the five elements come out, all things begin to be derived.
A world that really begins to emerge.
The world is getting better and better.
The time inside is going fast.
One day outside, maybe a million years inside.
This is the derivation of sentient beings.
The catastrophe outside kept falling.
However, Xiao Yun completely tempered himself and expanded the Dao world.
He is like the son of heaven.
This kind of catastrophe is not difficult for him.
In this regard, the power of the races has nothing to say.
Because this is just the beginning of the holy catastrophe.
The real catastrophe is the moment of becoming a saint, that day the sword is nine cuts!
The power of the Primordial Tribulation gradually weakened.
All parties are paying attention.
Xiao Yun’s world is constantly improving, and in this world, innate beings are about to be born.
Then, time accelerates, and the rules of the world are being constructed.
So, he is already a saint.
It’s just that if you want to truly prove the Tao and become a saint, you have to go through the Nine Paths of Heaven’s Punishment.
At this time, a wave of ripples appeared in the sky, accompanied by a terrifying heavenly might.
The Holy Master of Heavenly Punishment finally appeared.
At the moment when the Holy Master of Punishment appeared that day, the great powers of all ethnic groups in the Nine Heavens held their breath.
“Saints are like thieves, because the world cannot tolerate…!” The deep voice resounded through the sky.
Then, the Holy Master of Punishment strode forward, and a terrifying air force locked on Xiao Yun.
“Is it finally here?” Xiao Yun’s eyes rose, he looked up, and looked directly at the Holy Master of Heavenly Punishment there.
“Nine slashes with the Heavenly Sword, cut the flesh!” Before Xiao Yun could think about it, the Master of Heavenly Punishment had already made his move.
brush!
I saw a flash of the long sword in his hand, directly breaking through the void, passing through Primordial Yuan, and slashing towards Xiao Yun.
This knife is too fast, it seems to have crossed time and space, and is above the law of order.
With a knife, nine days of silence.
Da Neng held his breath and stared at Xiao Yun’s area.
Many people are tense.
Because, in the past 100,000 years, someone has survived the calamity, and even died without even taking the first knife.
This kind of death is almost a complete death, and the soul is classified into Hunyuan and becomes nothingness.
Only those who defy the sky can avoid this fate.
Ling Xi and the others tightened their nerves, and their hearts were raised in their throats.
The sword light fell, and the momentum was fierce, containing the power of heaven.
That is a power that cuts everything and annihilates all beings.
That kind of power is irresistible.
Xiao Yun’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he just watched the sword light fall.
“He doesn’t resist either?” Seeing this, You Da Neng frowned, thinking of Jiuxiao back then.
Back then, Jiuxiao was the same.
“I cultivate Primordial Yuan, I am the Dao, I am the Dao of Heaven… The body is the Dao, and the Dao is the body, there is no difference.” Xiao Yun whispered.
A rhyme permeates.
Only saw the knife cut off that day.
After that, ripples appeared on his body, as if he was cut in two, and finally collapsed.
However, if you look closely, his body seems to have turned into the Primordial Divine Rune, as well as into the Primordial World.
“Is it dead?” The knife light collapsed, and someone whispered.
However, in the next moment, the Dao lines gathered there, and Xiao Yun’s body reconvened.
He stood there in the sky, with Primordial Primordial hovering above his head, and the lightning of the calamity kept falling, washing his flesh.
At this moment, Xiao Yun was too detached, he was like the son of Hunyuan, and the son of Dao.
However, at first glance, it seems that he is the Dao, and he is the Dao of Heaven.
His breath became stronger.
“Success!” Chu Yunfei frowned.
“This kid actually passed the first knife as easily as his father.” The Demon Emperor frowned, his face gloomy.
