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Chapter 1762 Immortal

Calamity

Author: Qing Muhan

However, the thunder tribulation has not stopped yet. The endless thunder tribulation fell from the nine heavens. The terrifying aura destroyed everything, and the crushed universe was shattered inch by inch, and even the space black hole was cracked.

Boom! Bang!

With two roars, Ye Chen's body exploded, and a broken bone fell to the ground, stained with blood, rising and falling in the nirvana. The remaining will in it was struggling to support it. A miracle of yi appeared. Unfortunately, there was no mercy in the heavenly tribulation. One after another, one thunder and lightning fell from the sky, becoming more domineering and destruction every time. Every time it fell, the only broken bone became more dimmer.

ah…….!

Ye Chen howled and roared heart-wrenchingly, full of sadness, and his empty old eyes were filled with tears.

"I don't believe it." Ye Chen's hissing was filled with anger. He really didn't believe in fate. He fought all his strength, burned all his potential, and used the heaven-defying forbidden technique in exchange for a short-term peak combat power and withstand the thunder in the sky.

Crack! Crack!

With the crisp sounds, the tough metal armor around him actually cracked, and fine lines spread out, as dense as spider webs.

Puff! Puff!

Ye Chen was bleeding, and his muscles and bones all over his body burst in an instant.

However, he did not fall down, and he still gritted his teeth and persevered. His unyielding war soul and eternal will give him infinite combat power. Even if his body collapsed again and again, the combat power that defied the heavens was also an invincible will, fighting with the sky, reversed the cycle of reincarnation.

Puff! Puff!

As the blood mist surged, his body was reshaped again and again.

Reshaping again and again, blowing up again and again, his holy body was crippled again and again, his soul was crushed again and again, and his consciousness was annihilated again and again, but he did not fall down and stood up again and again.

Boom! Bang!

The turbulent sky was turbulent, and it was scarier every time. The endless thunder lightning was covered with Ye Chen and submerged it. His flesh and blood were blown away one by one, and the grim wounds were shocking.

His holy body was reshaped again and again, and was crushed again and again, standing up again and again.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

The thunder in the sky became more and more frequent. Every time it sounded, the heavenly tribulation became stronger. Every time it fell, he would be chopped and bloody.

At some point, the world fell into silence, and the sky returned to silence, a ray of purple thunder passed by, illuminating the dim night.

Looking at Ye Chen again, he stood in nothingness like a dried-out spirit herb. After a long time, he knelt inch by inch. His body could not find a complete body. His soul was also full of holes, and the brilliant golden blood dyed the ethereal nothingness red. His face was pale and almost transparent, and only his eyes were still flashing with a faint light. It was the light of hatred, the hatred that wanted to burn the sky and destroy the earth, and the hatred that wanted to slaughter the heaven and the earth.

Boom! Bang!

He stood like a statue, ignoring the years, and his body was reshaped again and again, and he stood up again and again, kneeling again and again. No one understood the torture that hurt the soul.

I don’t know when, a tender words came out of the illusory world: I don’t believe it.

This sentence is full of vicissitudes and supreme fighting spirit. Although it is young, it is extremely stubborn. It does not seek immortality. It only wishes to find a wife in the cycle of reincarnation. Even if it dies, it will not regret it.

puff!

Suddenly, a beautiful blood flower bloomed in the dark universe.

Looking closely, Ye Chen's head was blown up on the spot because he could not withstand the suppression of the heavenly tribulation. Blood splattered the wilderness and sprinkled all over the world. The picture was very miserable. The dignified and supreme ancient holy body was actually destroyed, and even the soul was destroyed.

Puff! Puff!

Two more blood flowers bloomed, and two bright stars fell to the mortal world and collapsed the mountains.

Then, there were three flowers, a blood-colored sword light shot from the east, carrying the murderous intent of dying, and one by one pierced Ye Chen's back, leaving a blood hole, and the blood bones were exposed.

Two other blood-colored sword lights penetrated his dantian, and the other penetrated his eyebrows, causing a fatal wound, almost destroying his soul.

"No..." Ye Chen shouted in the sky, his voice hoarse, his eyes were dim, and there was no trace of light. The already broken soul also turned into a ball of flame, burning wildly.

He fell down and fell to the earth.

At this moment, he had no strength anymore, only breathing slightly, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, his expression was exhausted, his eyelids drooped, and for a moment, he felt the scene in front of him, dazzling and hazy.

This may be his final destination for this tribulation.

What's ridiculous is that he actually wanted to go against the will of heaven and die, and wanted to use this to realize the cycle of reincarnation.

Unfortunately, the heavens do not fulfill their wishes. The heavenly tribulation is too vast. Even if it is a divine tribulation, it will be difficult to change one's destiny. Even if it goes against the heavens, it requires enough cultivation to withstand it, otherwise it will be backfired.

This land became particularly peaceful because of his fall.

But this tranquility is cold and ferocious, with strands of black evil spirit lingering in the world, like a devil's murmur, and it sounds terrifying. It is resentment and curse, and it is also a monstrous murderous intent.

No one noticed this abnormality.

Because Ye Chen fell and was buried in the heavenly tribulation, no one dared to set foot here anymore, and they were all gathered in the distance. Looking at the other side, I felt quite nervous.

Ye Chen can be regarded as a ruthless person in the Great Destiny.

The former Emperor of Chu was intimidating the eight wildernesses and his unparalleled achievements were shocked by the world, but now he is so embarrassed, covered in blood and bones, his form is terrible, and he has become coke, leaving only a faint breath, like a candlelight in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

"This is to go against the will of heaven!" The old god tribulation sighed and followed Ye Chen all the way, watching Ye Chen transform and sublimate with his own eyes. Until now, he truly knew how profound his background was.

"The heavenly tribulation is definitely the heavenly tribulation."

"Who can stop such a heavenly tribulation, and even the ancient holy body cannot escape the extinction of the dead."

"Where is God's punishment!"

The old guys kept tuning their tongues, looking like they were not repetitive.

Ye Chen didn't know all this.

He had fallen into endless darkness, his consciousness was blurred, as if he had forgotten everything, and had already lost his breath.

"I don't accept it." In the dark, a sigh seemed to sound, ethereal and distant.

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen frowned, but he could not wake up.

What does this sigh mean?

He was puzzled and felt that something was summoning himself. The sound was very familiar, as if he was muttering in a dream. Unfortunately, even if he tried his best to listen, he could not hear where the sound was.

His consciousness gradually drifted away and dissipated between the world.

The rumbling sounded again through the sky, trembling in the heavens of all realms.

Ye Chen was buried again in the heavenly tribulation, and his soul turned into ashes, with only a drop of crystal clear essence floating in the void sky.

Buzz! Buzz!

The Chaos Cauldron is buzzing, hanging in nothingness, and is rapidly moving, as if searching for Ye Chen's essence.

It was not saving Ye Chen, but swallowing his essence. This guy was very delicious. The cauldron was filled with halo, and wisps were surrounded by thunder and lightning and flames. Whenever the essence was integrated, a dragon roar would resound. Those essences would surge into the cauldron like a tide, blending into the instrument spirit to help the instrument spirit grow. In the cauldron, there was a trace of thunder and lightning and flame intertwined, turning into thunder; there was also a flame and frost intertwined, evolved into mysterious runes and dancing with the instrument spirit; there was also a trace of immortal power that overflowed, nourishing the body of the instrument spirit, making it more extraordinary.

"Damn it." Ye Chen shouted angrily and raised his head with a sudden sigh.

At this moment, his eyes were no longer empty, with divine light bursting, blood flowing, and murderous intent raging.

Yes, the previous scenes were all illusions. He had never been destroyed. Everything was illusions. It was caused by the Chaos Cauldron. It not only swallowed his essence, but also swallowed all his secret techniques.

Buzz!

The Chaos Cauldron trembled violently and was buzzing and clanging.

It was struggling, trying to get rid of Ye Chen's shackles, but Ye Chen's hands were like iron pliers, holding it tightly, and if it exerts its power to the sky, it would be difficult to break free.

As soon as it breaks free, Ye Chen has hope.

It is because that mysterious power is slowly fading away, and it no longer has the power to destroy the world, and only the opportunity to nirvana remains.
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