I, Son Of Emperor Zong, Sign In To Chaos Saint Body At The Beginning

Ye Xuan knows nothing about the outside world.

He has been cultivating in the holy womb, and has never taken a step.

In an instant.

Another half month passed.

One hundred and seven spiritual veins in Ye Xuan's body have also been opened up.

At this time, he is working hard to open up the one hundred and eighth spiritual vein.

In the sky above the Holy Child Hall, dark clouds gathered, and it was terrifyingly oppressive.

Behind the clouds, there seemed to be thunderbolts flickering and rising.

A terrible storm seemed to be brewing.

The twelve ancestors and Han Bingning have appeared above the Holy Child Hall again.

They looked at the dark clouds above their heads with extremely solemn expressions.

"This is Heavenly Tribulation?" Eleventh Patriarch said with a solemn expression.

The Twelve Patriarchs nodded upon hearing the words: "That's right, it should be a catastrophe."

The Eighth Patriarch sighed leisurely, "It is rumored that only breaking through to the Supreme Realm will attract catastrophe. Could it be that the Holy Son is about to break through to the Supreme Realm of the Opening Pulse?"

The rest of the ancestors couldn't help but twitch their faces when they heard the words, not knowing what to say.

In the early stage of cultivation, they are Kaimai, Ningyuan, Lunhai and Jindan respectively.

It is rumored that only by crossing the first three realms and reaching the Golden Core, can one reach the Supreme Realm, and this legendary realm will be opened in the dark.

However, it is really unheard of for them to be able to touch or even reach the supreme state by opening the pulse.

Not to mention opening the veins, even the Supreme Realm of the Golden Core Realm, very few people can really achieve it.

Even Han Bingning, who was unparalleled in the Eastern Wilderness back then, fell short and failed to achieve it.

Han Bingning's face was solemn, and her voice was crisp: "Looking at the power of this catastrophe, it should be enough to kill Jindan. If he really breaks through, can he hold it?"

The rest of the ancestors were all speechless.

How can a monk at the pulse opening state block the catastrophe that is enough to kill Jindan?

This is literally a joke.

After all, aptitude is aptitude, and cultivation is cultivation.

Even if Ye Xuan is the holy body of chaos, his aptitude is against the sky, and there is no one in all ages.

But his current cultivation base is just there, only the ninth level of pulse opening.

How does this allow him to resist the catastrophe that is enough to kill Jindan?

The fiery fifth patriarch couldn't help but curse:

"It's really abominable way of heaven. He has broken through the supreme state of the pulse-opening state. Why are you brewing a catastrophe that is enough to kill Jindan? Damn it!"

the rest did not

Talking, just thinking about countermeasures.

To Ye Xuan, this catastrophe was a huge crisis, but to them, it was nothing at all.

It's just that they can't interfere.

Once they interfere, Heavenly Dao will fall enough to kill them.

When the time comes, not only Ye Xuan will die, even they will perish too.

For a moment, this group of old antiques who have lived for an unknown number of years, thought hard, but had no countermeasures.

Holy Physique of Chaos, has it not yet risen, is it about to be destroyed?

That's right, it's a talent that defies the sky, and it seems that it should be tolerated by the way of heaven.

Holy Child Hall.

Ye Xuan had no idea that Heavenly Dao was already brewing a thunder disaster.

At this time, he was still working hard to open up the one hundred and eighth spiritual vein.

at some point—

boom!

Accompanied by a low and dull sound coming from the body, the one hundred and eighth spiritual vein appeared!

In the Setsuna room, the vision protruded, and the wind was strong!

crackle!

Behind the clouds, the thick thunder that had been brewing for a long time suddenly lit up the void, pierced through the clouds, and landed with a crash!

There was a crackling sound, and within a short time, they had already blasted towards the Holy Child Hall.

The goal is clear, pointing directly at Ye Xuan.

The expressions of the twelve ancestors changed slightly when they saw this scene.

Some ancestors had a strong aura emerging from them, and they were about to rush out, but they were firmly stopped by the ancestors beside them.

"What are you going to do? Do you want to kill him? Do you want to kill all of us? Do you think my ancient holy land will be extinct?"

The sound of angry reprimand came out, and those few ancestors who had planned to intervene suddenly became depressed.

Their eyes were scarlet, and their canthus were about to split: "Could it be, is it just watching him being hacked and killed by the Heavenly Tribulation?"

Those ancestors who blocked him also had red eyes: "What else can I do? What can I do? All of this can only be done by himself!"

inside the hall.

Ye Xuan also opened his eyes.

He looked at the Heavenly Tribulation falling from the sky, and his dark and deep eyes suddenly became cold. Biqu library

"Holy Armor!"

A voice came out of his mouth, and suddenly a golden armor appeared on his body.

This is what he signed in a few days ago, and it can block the attack of the Holy One.

Ye Xuan originally intended to wear it when going out for training or in a fatal crisis, but he never thought about it, but now it comes in handy.

Almost just after wearing the holy armor, there was a bang, and a thick thunderbolt

Ting had already struck him.

A terrifying force swept in, but was completely blocked by the Holy Armor.

Even so, the huge shock wave still made Ye Xuan's body shake uncontrollably.

But he firmly controlled his body, endured it, and didn't move a bit.

The holy armor can resist the lethal force, but it can't stop the shock.

The Thunder Tribulation, which is powerful enough to kill Jindan, is naturally very powerful.

Ye Xuan yelled and stood up abruptly!

Boom!

Almost as soon as he stood up, another thunderbolt struck him, and Ye Xuan's body shook again.

But he stood upright, not moving a single step like a pine tree.

Ye Xuan's actions seemed to have enraged Tian Jie.

The subsequent thunder instantly became more terrifying and violent.

boom!

Boom! !

Boom boom boom! ! !

The thunderbolts seemed to be venting their anger, setting off a boundless and terrifying power, and bombarding Ye Xuan continuously.

Ye Xuan clenched his fists tightly, supporting him tightly, not taking a single step back!

He raised his head and looked towards the void, his eyes were fierce: "You want to destroy me too?"

He laughed wildly: "If the gods destroy me, I will kill the gods, if the sky destroys me, I will destroy the sky!"

He also thought of a classic, and added: "The young man who slaughters the god will eventually become a demon!"

Boom!

As Ye Xuan's words fell, the last thunderbolt fell. Biqu library

Ye Xuan finally couldn't bear it and flew out.

Damn, it hurts!

Ye Xuan fell to the ground and couldn't help but vomit.

However, the catastrophe has dissipated, and no thunder has landed.

Whoosh!

A fragrant wind appeared in an instant, and Ye Xuan immediately felt that he had entered a gentle embrace.

"Are you okay?" The cold voice came out slowly, with deep concern.

Ye Xuan looked up, and saw the beautiful master Han Bingning.

At this time, her eyes were like water, and her eternally beautiful face seemed to be melted away, revealing her concern and making her look even softer.

Her beautiful water eyes were looking at him,

In an instant, he felt that his own soul was about to be hooked away.

Ye Xuan's heart trembled, a warm current flowed through, and then he hugged Shizun.

He rolled his head and said, "Master, I'm fine."

Han Bingning felt something strange, her pretty face blushed slightly, and she was about to speak——

Whoosh whoosh.

The twelve ancestors broke in at an untimely moment.