Chapter 1155 I want to become a saint
All the evil creatures looked up at Fuxi in the air. On the ground covered with bones, the same was true for the evil creatures.
The vast sky thunder expanded rapidly, with a diameter of hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, thousands of miles, millions of miles, tens of millions of miles, covering the entire interface of the sky at an incredible speed.
The power of God fills the entire world.
Qin Jun and others retreated to the outskirts of the Sea of Fierce Creatures and looked at Fuxi in the distance, their eyes full of expectation.
There were still endless ferocious creatures emerging from the light holes in the clouds, wishing to fill the whole world. Their roars were deafening, but when they approached Fuxi, they unconsciously stopped in the air, as if waiting for something.
Holy calamity!
Di Jun, Xuandu, and Zhu Rong couldn't help but swallow their saliva. They had never seen the Holy Tribulation.
Almost all the saints in previous lives became saints through meritorious deeds. They were completely immune to disasters and were calm and calm. If they did not tell the world about their achievements, no one would know that they had become saints.
Fuxi's path is to prove the Tao through strength and need to overcome tribulations.
There are many types of attaining enlightenment through power, including those that rely on supreme magic power, those that rely on physical strength, and even those that rely on understanding the laws.
Killing three corpses to become a saint is a side sect. There have been records of this kind of sanctification method in the universe, but they are all legends.
As for merit-based sanctification, it is difficult to implement it in this universe because the phenomenon of law of the jungle and the strong is too serious.
After all, the prehistoric land belongs to one land, even though it is vast and boundless. In the early Long Han Tribulation, three tribes competed for hegemony, while in the Lich Tribulation, there were only two tribes. The subsequent God Conferring Tribulation was based on the human race, with three religions competing for luck.
And in this universe, the human race that is the protagonist of the world dare not say that it dominates the three thousand worlds. There are too many races.
There are ancient strange species, various sects and family forces below, and there are immortal worlds, holy sects, chaotic creatures, and countless Jedi above.
Rumble——
The sky thunder roared, as if God was roaring, Qin Jun and others' expressions turned ugly.
Because they felt that they were in this world and might be affected by Fuxi's holy calamity.
Fuxi didn't seem to feel the coming of the holy catastrophe, and he was still playing the piano by himself. The vicious objects parked in the void were blasted away one after another, and the scene was extremely spectacular.
Soon, a huge purple thunder swung down, reaching a diameter of ten thousand feet, making the whole world eclipse, leaving Qin Jun and others stunned.
Purple thunder flooded Fuxi and fell on the earth. Countless bones were smashed into pieces. The earth shook violently, and dust billowed up, expanding to the sky and earth in a circle. Mountains of bones were broken, and the earth's surface was deformed by the shock. The whole scene was like the end of the world, endless Horror struck Qin Jun and others.
As a last resort, they retreated again.
"Is this the catastrophe of becoming a saint..."
Di Jun murmured to himself, the power of God made him frightened even when he had reached the perfection of manifesting the Holy Realm.
Xuandu also stared at Fuxi, trying to find an opportunity to become a saint.
Zhu Rong was fine, he only felt shocked and didn't think too much.
Their ancestral witches had no soul, could not cultivate magic power, and could not understand how Fuxi became a saint.
A huge purple thunder could destroy the land with a radius of millions of miles and lower the horizon by hundreds of feet, which shows how powerful its power is.
After the thunder and lightning dissipated, Fuxi was still suspended in the air playing the piano. His whole body seemed to have not been struck by the purple thunder and was safe and sound.
"What is saint...what is Tao..."
Fuxi closed his eyes and muttered to himself, and what he said was confusing.
boom--
A space in the distance suddenly shattered, and Ji Bubai, who transformed into the Demon God of Extreme Flames, pressed his face on the defender's face with one hand and broke out.
The two saints were so fast that they passed by Fuxi in the blink of an eye and arrived at the other end of the world.
The defenders smashed into the ground, sending countless bones flying.
There are so many bones in this interface that it is frightening. The number of them is at least 100 million. It is difficult to imagine how many lives have died here and what kind of purgatory it once was.
The defender covered in blood lay in a sea of bones, his red skin cast with blood, making him look even more sinister.
Looking at the aloof Ji Bubai, the guardian gritted his teeth and said: "Why... why are you so strong?"
In the past, Ji Bubai was regarded by him as a reptile that could be easily crushed to death. Now, after becoming a saint, he could not gain the slightest upper hand against Ji Bubai.
Is this the fighting power of the strongest race in the universe...
The guardian's eyes became complicated.
Ji Bubai looked down at him and sneered: "There is only one reason. My name is Ji Bubai!"
As he spoke, he glanced at Fuxi in the distance who was constantly being struck by giant purple thunder.
"The holy energy is condensing. It seems that this guy can become a saint."
His tone was full of relief. At any rate, during this period of time, he had given Fuxi a lot of guidance. If he couldn't become a saint, it would be a shame for him.
At this time, the guardian slowly stood up, billowing black energy hovering around him, like a black dragon protecting him.
"Ji Bubai... do you really think you are undefeated?"
The Guardian said in a cold voice that before he entered the Time and Space Jedi, he was also a powerful figure in the universe. However, he had stayed in the Time and Space Jedi for too long and he could no longer remember his past.
As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped the ground fiercely.
Within a radius of thousands of miles, all the bones took off and began to piece together independently, forming complete skeletons.
Not long after, tens of millions of complete corpses were pieced together successfully. Skeletons of humans, monsters, beasts, dragons and other races all looked at Ji Bubai. Green fire shone in their eyes almost at the same time, as if they came from the Nine Nether Hell.
Looking at this scene, Ji Bubai was not panicked, but sneered: "Is this what you rely on?"
The guardian snorted coldly, stood up slowly and said, "Of course not!"
Oops——
The black energy around him flew wildly, burrowing into the bodies of millions of corpses, spreading out like an overwhelming black net.
This black energy is exactly the energy of resentment.
If it is contaminated, the person's mind will be lost, and his consciousness will be occupied by endless thoughts of killing and resentment.
Wrapped in the air of resentment, those bones began to condense into flesh, and those green eyes in the black mist were extremely terrifying.
"interesting!"
Ji Bubai turned into a sharp arrow, passed through thousands of bones, and instantly came to the guard, smashed his leg down, and landed on his shoulder.
boom!
The earth shattered, like a volcano erupting, covering an area of thousands of miles. Everything within the area instantly turned into nothingness, and the figures of Ji Bubai and the guardians also disappeared.
At the same time, Fuxi suddenly opened his eyes, and a pillar of air formed by the gathering of supreme magic power rose into the sky, scattering the purple thunder that was about to fall.
"I want to be holy! I want to be holy!"
Fuxi roared angrily, his voice like a god announcing to heaven and earth.
"I am the saint!"
As he said these words, Fuxi's momentum rose steadily, which could be felt by Qin Jun and others far away.
"Fuxi is going to become a saint!"
Zhu Rong said excitedly that he had stayed with Fuxi the longest, and the grudges from his previous life had been resolved, and they had even become good friends.
If Fuxi becomes a saint, it will only be good for them.
In the current crisis, they need Fuxi to become a saint.
