Chatper 1693 (1/2)

"Today, I am the Immortal King, and even if the heavens are ruthless, they can no longer oppress me."

Yang Xuan looked up at the sky, clenched his fists, his chest heaved up and down, and every time he uttered a word, the breath of his body rose steadily.

"Boom!!!"

At the same time, above the distant sky, black clouds gathered again, with lightning and thunder, and the sound of rolling thunder.

"What's going on, isn't the Thunder Tribulation over yet?!"

People gasped, and it stands to reason that Yang Xuan should have succeeded in transcending the calamity, but Leiyun appeared again. There is only one explanation for this situation, that is, Heavenly Dao does not recognize Yang Xuan and regards him as an outlier. To forcibly obliterate.

"The sky won't allow me, I will destroy the sky and let me go!"

Yang Xuan was not afraid, and he let out a loud roar, the sound was like a big bell vibrating, making his ears hum, and his standing was unsteady.

That thundercloud, even under this roar, collapsed suddenly and completely ceased to exist.

With a single order, the thundercloud collapsed. These scenes are really strong to the extreme. Everyone can see that the thundercloud contains the killing breath of the heavenly way, but the heavenly way in the dark can't bear it. This roar, if this is not seen with their own eyes, no one would dare to believe it.

A cultivator of the Immortal Dao, only by proving the Dao and living forever can he be able to detach himself from the Dao of Heaven, and facing the Dao of Heaven, who is not trembling, walking on thin ice, fearing that it will lead to the suppression of Dao of Heaven, and his form will be destroyed.

But Yang Xuan, not only disrespectful to Heavenly Dao, but also destroying Heavenly Dao Thunder Cloud, how crazy and unbelievable this is.

"My generation of cultivators, who know the way of heaven, understand the rules, and follow the trend, will get twice the result with half the effort; otherwise, it will be difficult for every step, and the effort will be doubled with half the effort. It can be said that one step is wrong, and every step is wrong. It will be doomed.”

Some people sighed that Yang Xuan's actions seemed to be challenging the way of heaven, and even if he was lucky enough to break through today, the Dao would be doomed to ashes in the future.

There was no one beside Yang Xuan, all kinds of voices were in his ears, and he didn't care.

His way is like this, he won't change it because of danger. If he really wants to change, he doesn't need to cultivate.

"Power, this is the real power!"

He took a deep breath and moved his hands and feet slightly, only to feel that his physical body, primordial spirit, and mana had become extremely condensed, as if to condense into one, and when he raised his hands and feet, he could burst out 100% of his own strength.

The terrifying and unparalleled power fills his limbs, every hair, every bone, every muscle, every drop of blood, even every heartbeat, every breath, will make a sound like thunder.

Many people shuddered when they heard this voice, as if seeing a god.

"How can it be so powerful, this is unheard of!"

"When he first entered the Immortal King Realm, he possessed such power. Wouldn't it be even more terrifying when he ascended to the Emperor Realm!"

"Young sage is worthy of being a young sage, it's amazing!"

At this moment, no one is unmoved. Many people have not seen the Immortal King. In fact, there are millions of monks in the entire Xuantian Immortal Realm. Compared with those Immortal Kings, Yang Xuan is an immortal. Wang is obviously too strong.

The momentum alone is more powerful than the cultivator at the peak of the Immortal King Realm.

"The power is one, and all the powers are integrated into one. It turns out that this is the Immortal King Realm!"

Yang Xuan whispered, and his heart gradually calmed down. He came from the lower realm to the fairyland. The blood of the demon emperor was small, and the eight doors of life and death and the divine art of dividing silk were completed. He had enough savings, and his foundation was extremely solid.

At this point, his power can no longer be calculated separately, but the body, primordial spirit, and mana are combined into one.

He punched out, not only with the power of the flesh, but also with the power of the soul and mana, pulling the whole body together, more than several times stronger than before?