Chapter 343: Sacrifice and refine the holy soldiers, all the saints are ashamed!
“I don’t know which elder of the Wang family is going through the tribulation…”
The elders of Spirit Sword Holy Land slowly walked down from the void.
He first glanced at everyone present, and then frowned.
He saw many elders of the royal family here.
But only the patriarch of the Wang family was not seen!
This shocked his heart.
Could it be that…
This person who overcame the tribulation is the patriarch of the Wang family?
Think of this.
His heart was full of mixed feelings, he cupped his hands with a complicated expression, and said to Wang Yunzong:
“The wind in Xiajiang River represents the Holy Land of Spiritual Sword!”
“I would like to congratulate all fellow Taoists of the Wang family in advance!”
"Um?"
"what's the situation?"
Hear this.
Wang Yunzong and others turned their heads one after another and glanced at Jiang Feng in the Spirit Sword Holy Land with surprised expressions.
Period.
They don’t know what to say.
That scene is the ninth level of holy tribulation!
As long as he survives this calamity, he will be a powerful saint in the legendary ninth level saint calamity!
They also very much hope that Su Chen’s surname is Wang, not Su!
Unfortunately…
All this is impossible.
"Um?"
“Are they already so arrogant before they have passed through the tribulation of saints?”
Jiang Feng looked at the people in front of him, feeling a little bitter in his heart.
Go forward and say hello on your own initiative.
But the other party ignored him.
Could it be that.
Does the Wang family already think that the Holy Land of Spirit Sword is no longer on an equal footing with their Wang family?
Although he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
However, Jiang Feng still patiently said:
“The head of the Wang family has made a big splash today. Perhaps in a thousand years, the Wang family will give birth to a powerful Emperor-level man again!”
“This is really my luck in Donghuang!”
"etc!"
"What the hell?"
“Head of the royal family?!”
Wang Yunzong looked startled when he heard this.
Soon, he realized that the other party had misunderstood.
He was about to explain:
"No!"
“Fellow Taoist, this is a misunderstanding. The person who overcomes the tribulation is not...”
However.
Before he could finish his words.
There was a distortion in the void not far away.
The head of the royal family came through the air.
He put his hands behind his back and looked calm. His black eyes first glanced at Jiang Feng aside, and then he said:
“Yun Zong.”
“Which elder of my clan is the one who overcame the tribulation?”
…”
Wang Yunzong was suddenly speechless.
Jiang Feng on the side was startled when he saw the expression on the head of the Wang family.
Then he was confused.
He just suspected that the person who had overcome the calamity was the patriarch of the Wang family.
But the other party suddenly appeared.
Obviously.
The person who overcame the calamity was not the head of the royal family.
That’s the problem.
Since the heads and elders of the Wang family are here, who will be the one to overcome the disaster?
Could it be that one of the geniuses of the Wang family has been hiding until now and only appears in front of everyone?
this…
This is too hidden, right?
even…
Even the patriarch of the Wang family doesn’t know about the existence of that genius?
The head of the royal family on the side was also confused.
He looked around and saw all the elders of the Wang family.
Other than these people, he really couldn't figure out who among the Wang family could survive the holy tribulation at this critical moment.
Not to mention…
This is still the ninth level of sainthood.
It stands to reason.
He should have heard of such an existence to some extent.
It can be today.
This person who has overcome the tribulation is covered with a thin layer of mist, and his face cannot be seen clearly.
This made him somewhat confused."Clan chief."
“The person who overcame the tribulation is Su Chen, the holy son of the Taixuan Holy Sect…”
Wang Yunzong said bravely.
“Su Chen?”
Hear this name.
The head of the Wang family and Jiang Feng both looked in disbelief.
Su Chen's name was extremely familiar to both of them.
This period of time.
In the entire Eastern Wasteland, Su Chen's name is almost unknown to everyone.
Many people only noticed that Su Chen led his people to destroy the super power, the Spirit Tribe!
But few people noticed.
Su Chen’s strength has reached the pinnacle of the quasi-sacred realm.
There is only one step away from the realm of saints!
Now.
He even caused the catastrophe of sanctification outside the Wang family.
It’s still the legendary ninth level of sainthood!
Many of the older generation even feel a little ashamed of themselves.
They have practiced for thousands of years and are still wandering outside the realm of saints.
But Su Chen, a younger generation, has now become a saint.
How can this be justified?
If nothing unexpected happens.
Soon.
Su Chen passed through the tribulation of becoming a saint.
When they saw Su Chen again, they would probably call each other senior.
The sea of thunder is boundless and extremely manic.
This is a strange scene in the void, as if the void has collapsed, forming a very magnificent picture.
Su Chen’s black hair was disheveled, and his purple robe was scorched black by the thunder.
But the skin under his robe was always extremely crystal clear, as if it was made of white jade.
He raised the Azure Dragon Sword in his hand and submerged it into the clouds.
This move immediately aroused even greater thunder.
Countless **** thunders are rushing towards here.
Look around.
Only dense lightning can be seen.
Other than dense **** lightning, there is no other sight.
“Is this Su Chen?”
“He seems to be refining his own holy weapon in the **** thunder!”
“Hiss!”
“Is he crazy?”
“If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed it.”
“Isn’t he afraid that the heavenly catastrophe will blast the holy soldiers in his hands into a ball of powder?”
“How brave you are!”
…”
In the Wang family, many elders spoke one after another with shocked expressions.
"hehe…"
“Don’t forget, Su Chen helped a useless person at the Tianjiao Conference!”
“And that useless body holds immortal gold in his hand. If nothing else happens, Taoist Su Chen will probably have this kind of immortal gold in his hand!”
Wang Yunzong laughed and said.
Weapons containing fairy gold can be refined into an imperial weapon!
It's not something that can be broken into pieces by just becoming a saint.
"this…"
“Is Su Chen the one who overcomes the tribulation?”
at this time.
More strong men came one after another.
The sight they looked into the sea of thunder was extremely shocking.
If Su Chen can survive this disaster.
I'm afraid that a Nine Tribulations Saint will appear on this Eastern Wasteland!
Even if Su Chen cannot become emperor in the future.
But the influence of this Nine Heavenly Tribulation alone was enough for him to leave a strong mark of his own in the history of the Eastern Wasteland, and even the entire continent.
“What level of calamity is it now?”
Someone asked.
“It’s already the seventh level!”
Wang Yunzong looked solemn and answered.
It has now reached the seventh level of heavenly tribulation, but Su Chen still did not choose to take action.
He has reached this point just by relying on the strength of his physical body.
This makes many saints feel ashamed.
At the beginning they were overcoming the tribulation.
Even if it is the third or fourth level of heavenly calamity, it feels like a narrow escape.
But Su Chen now seems to be able to face the seventh heavenly tribulation with ease.
(End of this chapter)