Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

Chapter 1100 The battle between the king of white clothes and the ultimate calamity, the four apocalypses of the last days!
Rumble!
The world seems to have returned to chaos, and all matter seems to be scattered into the original.

It's an astonishing spectacle, representing a grand confrontation of the Xeons.

What void shattering, in front of this kind of confrontation, is nothing more than pediatrics.

At this moment, the battle in the borderlands has been temporarily stopped.

The powerhouses of the two worlds are in harmony.

The war on their side cannot end in a short while.

And the only thing that can really determine the situation of the two worlds is the ultimate calamity.

In the end, if the misfortune really recovers, it will walk out of the world of no sky and darkness.

That fairyland will usher in a catastrophe of life and death.

To say the least, a few immortal domains would have to be destroyed, hundreds of millions of common people would shed blood, and many immortal forces would be wiped out.

And if the ultimate calamity can be sealed or slept again, the catastrophe of the fairyland will be temporarily relieved.

As for killing the ultimate calamity?

Even creatures from the Immortal Realm dare not imagine like this.

Under the gaze of countless creatures.

In the area that was beaten into chaos.

There was a muffled hum.

Jun Wuhui's figure emerged, he was shaken back, his chest was shaking violently, and a lot of his divine writing was obliterated.

A stream of blood flowed from the corner of his lips.

"Father!"

Jun Xiaoyao's pupils trembled.

"It's okay, Xiaoyao, you leave first."

Jun Wuhui wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand, but his spine was still straight!
"how can that be?"

Seeing this scene, the kings of the frontier and foreign lands were all stunned.

They originally thought that Jun Wuhui would be killed by the ultimate disaster.

After all, evil thoughts as powerful as gods are annihilated by the three fingers of the ultimate misfortune.

No matter how strong Jun Wuhui is, he is only one of the three clean bodies.

Even this avatar has the same combat power as the deity.

In addition, the most important thing is the realm of Jun Wuhui.

He didn't take that step!
This is where it gets spooky!

Jun Wuhui's strength really cannot be measured by realm.

He is also an existence beyond common sense.

"This person is really a monster, no wonder he can be called king in white clothes, and stay at the border forever."

"Yes, there are tens of thousands of heroes in the fairyland, but only the king of gods keeps his name."

Even if they are on the opposing side, some Immortal Kings are sighing.

Jun Wuhui is indeed a headache, a hated opponent, but one that has to be admired.

"Can God King block it?" Some gatekeepers were worried.

"Believe in the God King, he is the patron saint of our fairyland!" Fourth Master Scar yelled.

His faith was firm.

His benefactor, Jun Wuhui, is invincible and invincible!

"My lord's family, the ancient heroes, only Wugui and Xiaoyao can follow in that person's footsteps, and even surpass..."

Jun Shenyu, the great emperor of the Jun family's hidden vein, was also muttering to himself.

Although he and the main line of the Jun family are both called the Great Emperor.

But he knew that the strength of that person had already far surpassed the realm of the Great Emperor.

In the dark realm of no sky.

Jun Wuhui's white clothes spread out, surrounded by three thousand kingdoms of gods, and Sanskrit sang.

He is like a ray of light in the darkness, bringing a glimmer of hope to a desperate world.

"Father, I'm not leaving."

Jun Xiaoyao's tone was firm.

He's not the kind of person who gets his way.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao felt that he should stay here.

"Besides, there is another bet between the baby and the ultimate misfortune, who can have the last laugh."

Jun Xiaoyao is also quite free and easy, life and death are not in his eyes!

"you……"

Jun Wuhui was silent, and then smiled.

He is proud of Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if he perishes, the Jun family can still have the hope of Jun Xiaoyao.

With Jun Xiaoyao here, the Jun family will not be destroyed.

"You did exceed my expectations."

The final misfortune seemed a little unexpected, Jun Wuhui was able to block his finger.

"Throughout the ages, how many people have been able to fight disaster?"

"I have no regrets to have this battle, no regrets!"

Jun Wuhui smiled freely.

With Jun Xiaoyao, the unicorn, he can give it a go, and have a good fight!

God King Regeneration Technique!
Jun Wuhui's whole body was radiant, branded with runes, glowing.

This is the recovery technique of the Divine King Body, as long as the original source has not been damaged, it can be recovered instantly.

On the contrary, it is similar to the Immortality Art that Jun Xiaoyao obtained in the Book of Life.

In just a few moments, Jun Wuhui recovered from his injuries.

He leaped across the sky, flew directly in front of the ultimate misfortune, and struck out with one move!
God King Fallen Immortal Seal!
The king of gods in white clothes, showing off his demeanor, will fight a disaster!
This scene was deeply imprinted in the hands of countless immortal beings in the Borderlands.

Many women were even more stunned.

Jun Wuhui, Jun Xiaoyao, father and son, are really enough to amaze the world!

Throughout the ages, how many heroes can there be?

boom!
In the void, the Great Destruction broke out again!
Facing this ultimate calamity that could bring despair to everyone, Jun Wuhui did not hesitate or flinch at all.

"You are his father? The fearless courage of the ignorant comes from the same source."

Facing the murdered Jun Wuhui, Ultimate Misfortune looked indifferent.

All over his body, black blood clotted into a shield, covered with black runes.

Jun Wuhui's seal did not break through the black blood shield.

The ultimate misfortune continues to point out.

He doesn't have any supernatural moves.

Perhaps, in his realm, unless it is a real forbidden move to destroy the world, all supernatural moves are superfluous.

Simple, one finger, one palm, one punch is the supreme move.

This is the ultimate calamity that brings endless fear and pollution to the world!

Invincible existence!
Even the battle with the white-clothed god king is in the eyes of the ultimate calamity.

It's just a game of cat and mouse.

Facing the almost hopeless battle, Jun Wuhui's eyes showed no sign of despair.

"The verdict of the gods, the Seal of the Fallen God!"

In the kingdom of three thousand gods, the three thousand gods sitting cross-legged, at this moment, came to divine punishment at the same time!
This is the verdict of the gods, with unparalleled power.

With the blessing of three thousand divine powers, it turned into a seal of a fallen god!
The void was crushed, and the Dao was wiped out under this seal!

boom!
The black blood shield was shaking violently.

"It's all useless."

"The black tide will annihilate the world, and the real black disaster will come."

"I am one of the four apocalypses in the last days, and I will bring disaster and despair to the world first. Your resistance is like a cart!"

The ultimate misfortune was indifferent from the beginning to the end, and the sound of magic echoed through the ages, bringing people endless despair.

A dark light flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

He heard a key message from the mouth of Ultimate Doom.

Doomsday Four Apocalypse!
In this regard, Jun Xiaoyao thought of an allusion in the Bible of his previous life.

When the disaster of annihilation comes, the four horsemen of the apocalypse will come and bring the final destruction to the world.

The four horsemen represent war, famine, plague, and death.

Of course, that is the story recorded in the Bible of the previous life.

But now, the four apocalyptic revelations in the mouth of the ultimate misfortune made Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but think of this.

"Black blood pollutes the endless world, and the infected creatures will fall into madness."

"Isn't this just corresponding to the plague in the four great apocalypses?"

Jun Xiaoyao thought of this.

I felt a chill hit my heart.

Could it be that in this world, there are three other taboos like the ultimate calamity?
This reminded Jun Xiaoyao of those great horrors in the world.

The source, the Great Tribulation of the Era, the mysterious sea of ​​seas, the existence buried in the burial world, and the dark turmoil, etc...

It seems that behind all these catastrophes, there are shadows of the four apocalypse.

They are the promoters of the Great Tribulation of the Era.

What kind of existence are the four great apocalypses? Is it created by an unimaginable existence, or is it the source of destruction that was born spontaneously?

"The water in this world is too deep."

Jun Xiaoyao felt a little heavy.

But it also motivates him to get more powerful power.

Bianhuang, many creatures in the fairyland saw the scene in the light curtain, and their eyes dimmed.

"What should I do, the Lord God King can't break the defense of disaster."

"That's right, Lord God King is strong enough, but the opponent is the ultimate calamity!"

Can't even break through the defense, which feels so hopeless.

If it were someone else, even the Great Emperor would be powerless and helpless in the face of this situation.

Jun Wuhui, on the other hand, had a resolute expression, and his eyes shone brightly.

He continued to attack, and his fighting spirit remained undiminished!
"Foolishness."

Ultimate Misfortune's tone was indifferent.

boom!
It was another earth-shattering, world-shattering blow.

Jun Wuhui was shocked again.

This time, he spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained the white clothes on his body red.

"Master God King!"

At the border, countless people's hearts twitched, Fourth Master Scar even shouted, his old eyes trembling.

"No regrets!" The hearts of the ancestors of the Jun family were also trembling.

"Really, is there no other way?"

The monks in Xianyu are all desperate.

Jun Wuhui can't even stop the faith in their hearts, who else can save this world?

(End of this chapter)