a month later.

Dajing.

The top of Baituo Mountain!

This is a barren mountain range located in the Western Regions of Dajing, which is uninhabited for thousands of miles!

today.

It is the number one event since the 8888th year of the Dajing Dynasty!

Ancestor Dajing, welcome the day of the ninth floor ascension to heaven!

The generals and generals who were sitting in the photo and returning to the realm were unable to come because their cultivation was too low to resist the might of the calamity.

now.

Emperor Dajing, as well as several other Dajing tribulation-transcending powerhouses, as well as Chang Kunhe, who is on the eighth floor of Mahayana, is in the Baituo Mountains, thousands of miles away, watching the top of Baituo Mountain from a distance.

"Today, the ancestors are about to cross the tribulation."

"Oh! I'm still worried."

Emperor Dajing murmured.

After accepting the award, Chang Kunhe, who is now the first general of the Dajing Dynasty, said, "Your Majesty, don't worry!"

"The old ancestor has an immortal sword by his side. Even his old man said that this time, he has full confidence in transcending the calamity, so you can rest assured!"

"Hahaha!"

Several other Dajing dynasty's tribulation-transcending powerhouses also laughed and said: "This time, we can not only watch Wang Zhen's ascension in the daytime after the ninth ascension, but also refer to the first chapter. The strength of the nine ascension tribulations, preparing for the future tribulation, can be described as killing two birds with one stone!"

...

The top of Baituo Mountain!

In the sky, dark clouds filled thousands of miles!

One after another thunder and lightning like a horned dragon, looming in the dark clouds as black as ink!

Thirty-six defensive formations were placed all over his body, and he put on a high-grade armor and magic weapon that was purely for defense. Wang Zhen held Ye Fan, his eyes were like eagles, and he looked at the sky, and his heart was full of pride!

"The current sword master, Wang Zhen, the ancestor of the Dajing Dynasty, has transcended the ninth level of tribulation. With me, he will definitely be able to successfully transcend the calamity!"

Ye Fan is also full of expectations: "I am already a middle-grade fairy sword, and I am less than a billion evolution points before I can evolve into a high-grade fairy sword. Finally, I can follow him and fly to the fairy world!"

"Immortal realm... This world is the realm of cultivation! All the monks in the world, the ultimate goal of cultivation is to ascend to the realm of immortality!"

"Xianjie, what kind of existence is it?"

"Immortal, how powerful should it be?"

"A saint who is stronger than an immortal! The aftermath of the battle of the two saints, even, can destroy countless particle worlds, and even the earth is destroyed... The aftermath of the battle is so powerful, then, how terrible should the battle of the saints be?! "

"Humph! No matter how terrifying! After ascending to the Immortal Realm, I must transform as soon as possible, and then become stronger, stronger, and the strongest! Find the saint who destroyed the earth to take revenge!"

Just when Ye Fan had a thousand thoughts in his heart...

Boom! ! !

Dome of the sky!

The thunder cloud of robbery exploded!

It was just the sound of thunder, and the stones on the top of Baituo Mountain began to tremble!

The skin of the stone trembled out of powder because of the sound waves!

Crack - la la la!

A sturdy, long-dragon-like Heavenly Tribulation Thunder burst out from the center of the Heavenly Tribulation Thundercloud Vortex with an extremely strange curved arc!

Straight, calling towards Wang Zhen below!

Layers of shields for the defense formation appeared!

Blocked the robbery thunder.

But……

The first layer of defense formation also shattered!

...

Thousands of miles away, Baituo Mountains!

The 90,000-year-old Sanxian of the Dajing Dynasty said: "There are ninety-nine ways to ascend to heaven. At the beginning, this old man was unable to resist the thunder of the ninety-seventh heavenly tribulation, his body was destroyed, and his primordial spirit was destroyed. Escape, the soldiers will solve the method of dispersing immortals."

"The ninety-seventh Heavenly Tribulation Thunder, at the beginning, directly blew the hundred-mile range where the old man crossed the Tribulation into nothingness!"

"Now, 90,000 years have passed, and it has turned into a lake that spans hundreds of miles."

He said in a melancholy mood: "The ninety-seventh thunder, all so terrifying... It's really unimaginable, the ninety-eighth, and even... the last ninety-ninth thunder, how terrifying it must be. ?!"

"In the legend, the power of the ninety-ninth celestial thunder... However, it is equivalent to the sum of the power of the ninety-eight celestial thunders in front!"

"hiss?!!"

"The power of the ninety-ninth heavenly thunder is equal to the sum of the power of the ninety-eight heavenly thunders in front?!"

"It's too scary, isn't it?!"

Chang Kunhe exclaimed when he heard the words.

Emperor Dajing shook his head and said, "Not bad!"

"This statement is absolutely true. Because of the ninth layer of tribulation. The power of the last sky thunder on each layer is equivalent to the sum of the power of all the previous sky thunders! It is also the special nature of the last sky thunder, which makes every sky thunder. A first-level tribulation cultivator can undergo a qualitative change!"

"It's a pity... If it was the previous Tianlei, it would be fine to fail. There is a chance to disband the immortals. If the last Tianlei fails, then you will die without a place to be buried, and you will be directly hit by the Tianlei. It's gone!"

"...This is too scary!"

When everyone was talking, Wang Zhen's ninety-nine thunders had already fallen to eighteen!

Looking at the scene where the color of the earth changed, everything trembled, and the sky exploded when the nineteenth thunder fell, Chang Kunhe was horrified: "I hope... the ancestors can successfully overcome the calamity!"

...

The twentieth thunder!

now.

The thirty-six defensive formations around Wang Zhen have already been broken through twenty-nine!

Thunder falls!

A thousand miles is like daylight in an instant!

All the stones on the top of Baituo Mountain were shattered by the aftermath of the twentieth thunder at this moment!

The 30th and 31st tiers of formations are broken!

...

The twenty-ninth thunder!

The thirty-sixth layer of defensive formation is broken!

Wang Zhen's eyes widened and he suddenly shouted, "Ha!"

This lion's roar art, the sound spread thousands of miles!

Even in the Baituo Mountains thousands of miles away, the emperor of Dajing, Chang Kunhe and others heard it.

"Ancestor's defensive formation has been broken!"

"From now on, the ancestors will have to fight hard!"

The ripples of the lion's roar art shook out, and directly, the twenty-ninth thunderbolt that had broken the thirty-sixth layer of defense formation collapsed!

...

Half an hour later!

The forty-ninth thunderbolt fell!

Wang Zhen has not used Ye Fan yet.

He yelled and hit a set of punches.

The boxing technique flew out, and suddenly turned into a head-to-head wolf, rushing towards the sky, and confronted the forty-ninth thunder!

boom! ! ——

In mid-air, a sudden explosion!

The strong shock wave quickly swayed, and a circle of white lines visible to the naked eye quickly spread out over a range of hundreds of miles!

...

Wang Zhen, sent more than ten magic weapons!

...

An hour later!

The robbery clouds in the sky slowly turned counterclockwise.

The ninety-seventh thunder is brewing in the middle of the robbery vortex!

At this moment, the top-grade armor magic weapon on Wang Zhen's body was already charred black.

The more than ten magic treasures that have just been sacrificed have become tattered.

On the top of Baituo Mountain, only the ten-meter radius under Wang Zhen's feet was left intact, and the rest of the surroundings were nothing.