Wait until the true energy bursts.

Zong Yi only realized that his body had reached an extremely powerful level in the tempering of the previous heavenly tribulation.

Cooperate with the power of true energy.

Just one punch can destroy the thunder.

This point alone has surpassed his previous peak.

soon.

Another heavenly disaster has fallen.

Zong Yi relies on his physical body to conquer the power of the heavenly tribulation.

boom--

After a long time.

The heavenly tribulation dissipates.

A powerful aura emanated from Zong Yi, suppressing the roar of the void and making all the onlookers turn a furious look.

Heavenly man!

A celestial being who used his physical body to defeat the heavenly tribulation and became a sanctified system was born!

Even though Zong Yi just took the first step in the physical saint system and could not fully demonstrate the strength of the powerful person in the physical saint system, he would definitely be a little stronger than the normal breakthrough of the celestial beings.

Then cooperate with the opponent's formation methods.

Even if a powerful person becomes a saint, he dares not say that he will definitely defeat the other party.

"The Martial Arts Hall of the Formation Sect is really rising!"

Someone sighed.

Once you break through to the heavens, you can enjoy thousands of years of life.

As long as Zong Yi does not deliberately commit suicide, the Formation Sect Martial Arts Hall can last for at least thousands of years.

With thousands of years of accumulation as foundation, even a pig can take off, let alone a powerful force.

In the ancient world.

Martial arts schools are generally relatively low-level, and they are incomparable to sects.

The reason why the strong man who created the Formation Sect Martial Arts Hall did not establish a sect was because he thought that he had not had enough time and that creating a sect might not guarantee inheritance, so he created the Formation Sect Martial Arts Hall.

Over the years.

There are many martial arts schools, but there is no one that can truly grow to a top-notch martial arts school.

But that's all the time.

From the moment the sect wing broke through, the Formation Sect Martial Arts Hall was comparable to the top sects, and it was the more powerful top sects.

After all, not every top sect can have a strong man at the saint level.

More sects.

It’s just that there are extraordinary realms and gods in charge.

The momentum swept out and gradually became restrained.

The monks watching all smiles on their faces, Yukong approached and bowed to congratulate them.

"Congratulations to the sect owner for being promoted to heaven. In the future, the sect and martial arts hall of the formation will resound throughout the ancient world!"

"Happy congratulations!"

"Congratulations to the master of the sect!"

“—”

Congratulations were spoken from the monks, and those smiling faces could not see the faces in front of him who were eager for Zong Yi to fail to overcome the tribulation.

The situation is better than that of people.

It is an undisputed fact that Zong Yi has successfully overcome the tribulation.

In this case, you can only please the other party.

otherwise.

Facing a monk who is comparable to a saint, none of the monks present can compete with him. Even if the power behind him is pulled up, there will be only a few more people.

Upon hearing this, Zong Yi also had a smile on his face.

"The Zhenzong Wushu Pavilion will hold a celebration at that time, and I hope you all will come!"

"Of course there is no problem!"

"Don't worry, the owner of the sect, I will definitely go."

Those monks answered in a hurry.

soon.

Zong Yi left Yukong.

He has already broken through to the heavenly beings, so the matter of expanding the Array Sect and Martial Arts Hall can be put on the agenda quickly.

As long as the Formation Sect Martial Arts Hall is expanded, you can attract more geniuses.

By that time.

Looking for a son of luck is not as simple as eating and drinking water.

Not to mention that after you break through to the Heavenly Man, the upcoming competition at the Formation Sect Martial Arts Hall will be even more powerful.

Zong Yi could even imagine.

How many benefits can you get when you kill a large number of lucky sons?

Step on the void.

Zong Yi was as fast as thunder, and he could easily cross the landscape.

Buzz —

The void vibrates.

An inexplicable force covered his body, and the surging power on his body condensed instantly.

"Who!"

Zong Yi's face changed drastically.

In the face of that power, he felt that he was not a celestial being, but an ordinary person who had not entered the threshold of practice.

That feeling.

There is no difference from an ant.

He couldn't help but wonder if there were old antiques from the ancient world who wanted to erase himself in advance.

For a moment.

Zong Yi's mind was spinning wildly.

Although the Martial Arts Hall has been doing the most ostentatiously during this period, no strong man is in charge of the forces that offend.

Among all the hostile forces, the strongest is the Jifeng Sect.

But with a ruthless rest, it is impossible to threaten yourself too much.

"Who is it-"

Zong Yi couldn't figure it out no matter how he thought about it. He tried to call on the incarnation of the Heavenly Emperor in his mind, but at this time, the incarnation of the Heavenly Emperor seemed to have completely disappeared without any response.

Such a change.

It even frightened Zong Yi even more.

In his opinion, the Heavenly Emperor was incarnated as powerful and terrifying.

But now even the other party is missing and dare not appear easily. The unknown strong man who exists somewhere is a bit too powerful.

While Zong Yi was thinking about it, the void in front of him was slightly twisted, and a Taoist with a white beard appeared in front of him.

"Where does your Zixiao Divine Thunder Sutra come from?"

The Taoist looked at Zong Yi and spoke lightly.

Hearing words.

Zong Yi understood that the person in front of him was the strong man who imprisoned him. He did not dare to neglect in his heart, and could only say something.

"Report to senior, old, junior, I got the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sutra from the game."

"game--"

The Taoist's expression remains unchanged.
To be continued...