Chapter 880: : The last sky thunder!

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Above the sky, the figure in the blood-colored soul sun stood proudly in all directions, and behind him, the blood-colored soul sun was surging, emitting endless light and heat!
This light and heat is full of extreme domineering!
It's as if a blood emperor was born within it, who ran across the world and controlled the creatures.
"Hahahaha... Fate Soul Realm! Is this what Fate Soul Realm feels like... Great! It's really great!"
Long bursts of laughter containing domineering and conceited wafted out of the sky, shaking Liuhe and Bahuang, and every word of the Qingming three sect disciples on the war fortress heard clearly!
What made them even more frightened was that as Jun Shanlie's laughter sounded, not only their minds, but also the blood qi in their bodies began to vibrate slightly, a little tossed!
That kind of feeling seems to have always been like a straight arm's blood, as if being pulled by an inexplicable will, wanting to break out.
Just this feeling made all the three Qingming Sect disciples pale, and their eyes were full of incredible colors.
Not to mention that the powerful cultivation base fluctuations overflowing, it is like covering everything!
The elders of the Qingming three sects in the life and soul realm, at this moment, their faces are also shining with deep fear!
Even the several elders at the peak of the mid-life soul realm, the same is true. Jun Shanlie, who used to merge the seven souls, can kill the monks in the mid-life soul realm at will, but now Jun Shanlie who has survived the thunder of life soul is just They need a look to make their souls and will collapse and become lambs to be slaughtered.
One way of cultivation, regardless of the age of the monk, only the strong can be respected and have the right to speak!
"Congratulations to the son of God! Step into the fateful soul realm! From then on, we will be free from the mortal world, for nine days!"
One of the foresight elders of the Fate and Soul Realm immediately strode, clasped his fists in his hands, and fluttered his white beard. He respectfully opened his mouth to Jun Shanlie above the void, and shook his voice!
Following this elder's speech, the rest of the people suddenly woke up like a dream, and they cursed in their hearts. They slowed down a step and hurried forward!
"Congratulations to the son of God! Step into the fateful soul realm! From then on, we will be free from the mortal world, for nine days!"
"Congratulations to the son of God! Step into the fateful soul realm! From then on, we will be free from the mortal world, for nine days!"
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Hundreds of Fate Soul Realm elders resounded with respectful voices, as if they could shake the clouds in the sky.
Immediately after the elder, there was the voice of the disciples of the Qing Ming three sects that resounded through the sky!
"Congratulations to the son of God!"
It's just that, in the voice of every disciple of the Qingming Three Sects, there is more of a kind of fear than full respect.
Hum!
Thousands of feet soul sun slowly descended from the sky, with a domineering spirit and vigorous, sharp edge!
When Jun Shanlie's figure emerged from the soul sun again, an unpredictable aura overflowed all over his body. He was clearly a first-time soul cultivation base, but it was like a long-standing old monster with a profound background. To the limit.
In the face of everyone's congratulations, Jun Shanlie did not show any expression on his face, not even a word of extra, because in his heart, these are all things that should be done!
He is now like an emperor of a country in a mortal world. In a rage, he can float all kinds of corpses and flow into a river of blood.
It's just that the subject was changed to a monk, he felt the wonderful feeling of power, it was so intoxicating.
Gently holding it with his right hand, the faint blood spirit essence surging out, not dazzling, but as if it could easily tear the world!
"Congratulations, Lie, from this moment on, you have completely transformed the dragon and achieved a peerless foundation, and then you will be brave and diligent to enter a stronger and more exciting world."
The light-spirited woman stepped forward, and a voice with a hint of smile sounded, and there was also a sense of fulfillment of merit.
"Qing Wu, I feel great now, and even I can't even know how powerful I am. In my life and soul, am I invincible?"
Jun Shanlie looked at the slightly clenched right fist, his tone was low and terrible.
"You embark on the road of blood and soul, and finally complete your merits, and condense the soul sun with the seven blood souls. Although you are only entering the fate soul realm now, your combat power is strong enough to compete with the latter stage of the fate soul realm. Kill it! But if you want to go further, you must practice the secret technique I gave you. In this way, after your secret technique is successful, you can fight head-on with the life soul Dzogchen! Just kill the life soul Dzogchen, then You are invincible in the Fate and Soul Realm!"
The light-spirited woman spoke slowly, with a sharp tone and expectation in her tone.
Jun Shanlie still looked at his fist and did not continue to speak. For him, his cultivation base broke into the soul realm, not the end, but a higher starting point, which also made his inner ambition even greater! More expansive!
"I, Jun Shanlie, will either not break through. To break through, we must be invincible at this level!"
In the end, Jun Shanlie put down his right fist, and a trace of blood flashed in those arrogant eyes, which was extremely photogenic.
Hum!
Three figures flew from the green-gold fortress of the war fortress, it was the Lord of Earth Underworld, Yanshimeixing and Jinge Dream Lord.
"Very well, Shan Lie, you really didn't disappoint me. Even in the entire Northern Heaven Region's history, you are one of the best talents who have the power of the final stage of the Killing Soul Realm when they first enter the Fate Soul Realm!"
As soon as the shadow of the Divine Lord fell, the voice rang, even with his indifferent temperament, there was a trace of satisfaction in his tone at this moment.
As for Yan Shi Mei Xing and Jin Ge Meng Zhu, the two stared at Jun Shanlie, but they could clearly feel the fluctuations overflowing from him, making them extremely frightened!
Among them, Yan Shi Meixing felt the strongest, because her cultivation base was the peak of the final stage of the Fate Soul Realm. At this moment, Jun Shanlie was almost comparable to her.
But Jun Shanlie is only fifteen years old now!
"Master, in three days, the natural vision in the Grand Canyon of Heavenly Broken Valley will disappear. In these three days, I will retreat and study the secret method. When I leave the gate, it is the time when the front is opened. Desperate!"
Jun Shanlie said this to the Divine Lord of the Underworld, with a cold tone, but very indifferent, as if destroying the holy way of the heavens is not just killing a group of ants.
But immediately Jun Shanlie seemed to think of something, and a sneer was slowly drawn from the corner of his mouth.
"It's just that Ye Wuque died too fast, didn't die in my hands, and died too comfortably, which made me a bit regretful. Not to mention, after three days, all the people Ye Wuque knew and close to, I will be one by one. Catch them, let them taste the suffering of the world, and then send them to accompany Ye Wuque."
Standing with his hand, Jun Shanlie's eyes showed a hint of cruelty.
"Lie, you are now a dragon soaring for nine days. That Ye Wuque has no bones left. What is he? You shouldn't even have the qualifications to mention it, but just an ant."
Seeing that Jun Shanlie actually mentioned Ye Wuque, the light-spirited woman flashed a trace of merciless contempt and sneer in her eyes under that invisible face, but she disappeared immediately, expelling this person from her memory.
The strange thing is that the light-spirited woman's posture is so casual, but whether it is the Lord of the Underworld or Yanshimeixing, they maintain a trace of respect for her!
"Hehe, that's just right, Son of God, there is someone you must not miss."
After Yan Shi Meixing heard what Jun Shanlie said, a sneer appeared on the beautiful face of the country and the people.
"Yu Jiaoxue, the remnant of the Yu family... It's interesting, okay, this girl, I will kill her."
After Yan Shi Meixing finished talking about Yu Jiaoxue, an expression of interest flashed across Jun Shanlie's face.
Immediately, Jun Shanlie turned around and glanced at the Tianduan Grand Canyon outside the war fortress again. It seemed that his eyes could penetrate through it. Seeing the war fortress of the holy way of the heavens, the cruelty and bloodthirsty of his mouth became more and more thick, like the blood that controls life and death. Emperor, ignore life and play with life.
Immediately afterwards, he left with the light-spirited woman, practicing secrets in retreat.
"The battle on the other battlefield seems to be over, three days later..."
The Divine Master stood with his hand holding his hand, his murderous intent rushing on his face like a sword and axe, Ruo Jiuyou's desolate eyes also looked in the direction of the Tianduan Grand Canyon, and a glow of heat flashed within.
...
Rumble!
"broken!"
A roar resounded in the depths of the earth's inner world, where a radius of one million feet was completely illuminated by the colorful thunderclouds above the sky!
Every strange thunder fell from the sky and turned into a hundred snow-like thunder!
This is the fourth colorful snow thunder among the colorful thunder!
Ten radiant rays of brilliance rose to the sky, and four radiant rays of light radiated into the void, unleashing invincible power, enveloping Ye Wuque in it, and crashing into the colorful snow thunder!
Click!
Ye Wuque flew out instantly, blood spurted wildly, and the six emperors behind him kept shining, each with its brilliance shining, draining the essence and vitality in this world, and all injected into Ye Wuque’s body to provide him The endless power!
The embarrassed Ye Wuque climbed up from the ground, his face was a bit pale, but his eyes were still deep and bright!
Looking at the scattered fourth colorful snow thunder, Ye Wuque's black hair danced wildly, staring at the colorful thunder cloud above the sky, feeling the more terrifying fluctuations rolling in it, the kind of heavenly power enough to make life and soul in the late stage. The monk was instantly blasted into scum!
"There are the last four thunderbolts! With my current state, Di Soul is only in its infancy, and its power can only be released after the thunder tribulation, so now I need another means!"
Although the Seven Profound Emperor Souls are still close to the completion of their merits, if they want to truly exert their power, they must succeed in crossing the catastrophe.
With Ye Wuque's current combat power, even if he displayed all directions, he could not resist the last three thunders, and he would definitely be smashed to death!
If it was before, he must have been unwilling to do so, and he had only transformed into the Seven Profound Emperors after all the hardships, but now he is going to be destroyed by the thunder and annihilation, what kind of cruel blow is this?
But at this moment Ye Wuque still had confidence, and the light on his right hand flashed, and two simple and dark nails that were one finger long appeared!
Devil God Nail!
These two nails of the Demon Slayer were thrown to Ye Wuque with the last strength of the black and white holy lord before he died, in order to prevent them from falling into the hands of the Qingming three sects. One was originally the holy way of the heavens. Yes, there is another one from Xuyan Dream Master.
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The holy way's fighting spirit surged wildly, and it poured into the two Demon Slayer nails with all its strength. Ye Wuque knew that the Demon Slayer nails were peerless weapons, even if it was just two of them, they had extremely terrifying power!
If you use this to fight the last three thunders of Colorful Thunder Cloud, you might be able to survive it!
"Although I haven't had time to refining these two nails, they are already unowned and should be able to barely use some of their power!"
Ye Wuque's eyes flickered slightly, and the two Demon Gods nails had become thousands of meters in size under the infusion of the battle spirit of the Holy Dao, erected in the void, very incomparable!
But in the next moment, Ye Wuque's expression suddenly changed!
Because the fluctuations of the colorful thunderclouds swept to the extreme, three thunders of different colors crashed and landed after a thunderous roar!
Ye Wuque did not expect that the last three thunders, colorful wind thunder, colorful cloud thunder, and the most terrifying colorful sky thunder would fall together!
This is clearly not to give him the slightest way to survive, to completely kill him!
The three thunders, each with a thickness of 50,000 feet, blasted down from each other in a character shape, and finally merged with each other in the void, turning into a purple sky thunder with a thickness of 100,000 feet!
The thunder roars, the dust is wiped out, the prestige comes to the world, and the taboo is killed!
Feeling the unspoken horrible thunder wave, Ye Wuque suddenly roared!
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