Chatper 1833 (2/2)

Puff puff! ! !

On his body, many parts of his body were ripped apart by the tribulation thunder, and blood was flying, but he ignored it and straightened his body from beginning to end. At the same time, his state of mind was also heading for a higher realm.

"This son actually found a way!"

While watching the robbery, Nimie Lei Ling sighed with emotion. As the most powerful being on the scene, he saw Yang Xuan's situation the most clearly, and knew that Yang Xuan had obviously survived the most dangerous killing calamity.

Next, as long as you continue to accept the tempering of the Chaos God Thunder, and let the body and the soul become one, it is enough to smoothly enter the holy realm.

A monk in the holy realm, his body, spirit and soul are extraordinary and immortal, and his mind is indestructible. The so-called transcending the saint's calamity is, in the final analysis, just to achieve his own body.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the sea of ​​thunder glowed, and a gray thunder light that penetrated the sky and the ground, like a peerless divine weapon, with the breath of destroying everything, pierced through Yang Xuan's chest with a single blow.

"Humph"

Yang Xuan snorted, the injury was extremely serious this time, and he almost smashed his entire body into pieces, making him feel that death was so close.

Yes, he almost died and was killed by a Chaos Tribulation Thunder.

"A rare monster in thousands of lives, I hope you don't disappoint my lord." Ji Mie Lei Ling's eyes flashed with light, but he had no intention of helping.

Crossing the robbery can only rely on himself. If he intervenes, it will not only be a bad thing for Yang Xuan, but it will also bring Yang Xuan a more powerful thunder tribulation. At that time, it is really impossible for Yang Xuan to survive.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"...

The thunder sea rolled, and the chaotic robbery thunders crisscrossed each other, penetrating the void, and ramming towards Yang Xuan. The speed was so fast that Yang Xuan could not avoid it at all, and could only resist with his body.

"Do not!"

Accompanied by Ji Yuechan's desperate voice, but in an instant, Yang Xuan's entire body was drowned by endless thunder and lightning, and a thunderous sound came from it, which spread out for tens of millions of miles.

After a long time, the thunder and lightning dissipated, and the huge sea of ​​thunder disappeared as if it had never appeared before, leaving only a huge and broken body, shaky and standing on the sky.

"It's okay, great!" Ji Yuechan saw the body like a god and a demon, and her face suddenly showed an undisguised joy.

"What a powerful divine body!"

Daoist Ku, the demon ancestor of Emperor Jun, and the monk Jingde turned around and pulled, and couldn’t help but exclaim in amazement that so many chaotic tribulation thunders could actually kill Yang Xuan, which is evident from the strength of Yang Xuan’s demon body.

"The mind of the Tao is immortal, the divine body is immortal, I am a saint!" Yang Xuan muttered to himself, the injured divine body quickly recovered and became far more than before, and at the same time, there was still an immortal aura emanating from him. .

That is the breath of a saint, but what is different from an ordinary saint is that he has become a saint by practising the Tao.