Over the Yujing City, Ye Donghuang, the Creation clone who practiced the Creation Classic of Creation, survived seven thunder tribulations and became the Creation Creation Master, and did not continue to overcome the tribulation. Instead, he brought the Creation Thunder Dragon created by him using the ability of the void creation to return to the Sanhua Tower.

The clone of creation did not directly integrate into Ye Donghuang’s original deity, but continued to comprehend the Heavenly Sutra of Creation, while the nine thunder dragons of creation became guards.

The outside world was undercurrents, and the wind and clouds were surging. Ye Donghuang was still as stable as Mount Tai. The three clones next to him practiced three techniques for a long time.

Wusheng's clone practiced the "Future No Birth Sutra" and became a ghost immortal. Nine halos condensed behind his head, and the light was vast and as vast as the ocean.

These are the nine Dharma bodies condensed by practicing the "Future No Birth Sutra".

"How is this possible?"

Su Mu was shocked and could not add it. Even though Ye Donghuang was gifted, practicing the "Future No Birth Sutra" required a vast and magnificent power of faith. Where did Ye Donghuang get the power of faith?

The more you know, the more shocked you are!

How could she know that Ye Donghuang has more than ten worlds, a population of 100 million, and the power of faith is like a vast ocean. Practicing the "Future No Birth Sutra" is just a piece of cake!

At the same time, Amitabha practiced the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past", visualizing that there was a golden Buddha in the void, and also reached the realm of ghost immortals.

The Taishang clone practiced the "Taishang Alchemy Sutra Taoist Technique" and also cultivated this secret script to the realm of ghost immortals. With a thought, the "Zuji Bell" and "Taiyu Tower" can be condensed in the void.

Su Mu was already numb at this moment. She had been practicing the "Taishang Alchemy" since she was a child, but now she realized that she was not as good as Ye Donghuang, a clone, for a moment.

The clone of Wusheng, the clone of Amitabha, and the clone of Taishang to the Ghost Immortal, all flew over the Yujing City.

The sky is filled with thunder and clouds, and thunder is shaking the world.

The three clones survived the tribulation at the same time, and like the clones of creation, they survived again and again.

A thunder disaster, the thought is pure yang.

The second thunder tribulation brings a slight light to mind.

Three thunder tribulations, thoughts are like electric arcs.

Four thunder tribulations, thoughts are born in the world.

Five thunder tribulations, on a whim.

Six thunder tribulations, tearing the void apart.

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"How is it possible? The ancient Holy Emperor and Yang God have never had clones that can practice like this, so perverted?"

Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji stood in the imperial study in the palace and looked at the three clones who had overcome the tribulation in the sky, shocked and filled with fear!

The "Taishang Alchemy Sutra" and "The Future No Birth Sutra" were obtained from them. They have not yet practiced until the six thunder tribulations. How long has Ye Donghuang practiced it?

And judging from this posture, it is obviously like the clone of creation, and plans to overcome seven thunder tribulations in one fell swoop and become the creator!

Once the three clones survived the thunder tribulation and became the creator at the same time, that is to say, the two clones in the creator realm of Ye Donghuang have four clones!

Moreover, every clone practices the strongest supreme technique in the world, and its combat power is far superior to that of the strongest people of the same level!

There are also thirty-six thunder dragons that are equivalent to a thunder tribulation!

This strength is enough to subvert the world and create a new world!

"The world is bound to change again, and I don't know whether it's good or bad..."

In the palace, Tianxiangju, Yuanfei looked at Ye Donghuang's clone who had passed the tribulation, and looked at the three divine powers in prison. Her beautiful eyes were solemn and worried.

Not only her, but at this moment, countless powerful people in Yujing City were in a heavy mood. Ye Donghuang was too strong and posed a powerful threat to them.

"Is this the strong man?"

In the remote courtyard, Hong Yi stood at the door, looking at the clone of Ye Donghuang who was unscrupulously pursuing the tribulation in the sky, his eyes full of yearning.

In this Yujing City, he snatched the treasure of Emperor Gan Yang Pan and dared to overcome the tribulation without restraint. He was extremely arrogant, but no one dared to stand up and say something against him!

This is the strong man!

This is strength!

If he had this strength, he could justify his mother's name!

However, he was not discouraged. He now began to practice martial arts secretly and obtained the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past", one of the supreme secret scripts of the Dachen Temple. He firmly believed that it would take not long to turn over and control his destiny.

"Mother, I will definitely correct your status and let the court give you the title of wife... At that time, I will see what Mrs. Zhao's expression is."

Hong Yi clenched his fists.

I will never forget that when I was seven years old, when I was just sensible, the banquet held in the Mid-Autumn Festival moon-watching ceremony was held in the Marquis’ Mansion.

My father and his guest were immediately scolded by Mrs. Zhao because of a recitation from her mother. "He behaves frivolously, does not keep his wife's morals, and does not change his habits in brothels."

After going back that night, his mother was so angry that her bloodline was stagnant, vomiting blood hurt her body, and she died of illness two months later.

When he was so angry that his mother was only twenty-five years old.

He didn't know at this moment that her mother was poisoned to death by Mrs. Zhao with Hong Xuanji's tacit consent!

"Not only should I correct my mother's status, but when my strength is enough, I also have to ask my father why he didn't treat his mother kindly, and I asked him to admit his mistake to his mother!"

A ray of light suddenly burst out from Hong Yi's eyes. He would never dare to think of such a thought in the past.

His father was a senior official of the court, Wu Wenhou, a minister of the Ministry of Rites, a master of Neo-Confucianism, and a saint of martial arts. With such amazing identities, he thought how could this father bow his head?

However, the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past" gave him enough confidence. With this supreme sutra in hand, Hong Yi was sure to become stronger quickly, and as long as he was strong enough, there was nothing impossible!

If he had the strength of Ye Donghuang, it would not be impossible to let Hong Xuanji kneel in front of his mother's grave to repent!

"Cultivate!"

It’s better to do it than think!

Hong Yi immediately turned around and returned to the room, closed the door, and began to practice the "Buld Demon Powerful Fist" taught by Bai Ziyue, one of the eight demon immortals not long ago.

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Ye Donghuang naturally knew about these things, but it didn’t matter!

If you have strength, you are willful!

The sky was thunderous, the wind and thunder were gushing, and in the scattered flower building, Ye Donghuang was not worried. Looking at Su Mu who was stunned in front of him, he should continue his unfinished career.

"I guess no one will disturb me again this time, right?"

Ye Donghuang thought, climbed up Su Mu's snow peak with both hands!

"Um?"

Su Mu felt his hands making trouble on his snow peak and immediately came to his senses. His murderous intent condensed in his eyes and his pink fists clenched!

But thinking of Ye Donghuang's terrifying strength, it turned into a helpless sigh!

Even her master's clone was easily destroyed by Ye Donghuang, and even Yang Pan's boat of fortune was robbed. Who else could stop Ye Donghuang?

As the thoughts turned, her clothes disappeared and she was pulled into Ye Donghuang's masculine body.

The man's masculine and domineering aura came to her face, and a pair of hot hands kept wandering around her!

She is like a little lamb to be slaughtered!

"ah!"

In a scream, Su Mu's fair and beautiful body was submerged!
Chapter completed!