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Chapter 1754: The Supreme of the Way of Thunder of Punishment

Amid the rumbling thunder, the fifth heavenly tribulation thunder had passed.

The gods of thunder who were manifested by the heavenly calamity were shattered into tens of thousands under the dim sword light, and the leader of the thunder department, the tower-holding god, was blasted into the depths of the starry sky by a sword, with sword marks all over his body.

The terrifying sword energy of destruction was like a thread, penetrating deep into his skin and flesh, constantly consuming the spirituality within it, and wanted to completely wipe him out from the world.

"You are still weak... Daoist friend."

“That’s not enough.”

Jiang Ding put his hand on the hilt of the sword, walked towards the gods of thunder step by step, and said coldly: "Gods, they are just slaves, this is prejudice."

"But why are you so weak?"

"Since you are so weak, shouldn't prejudice befall you?"

The terrifying murderous intent spread.

The Tower-Bearing God General was blasted into the depths of the starry sky by a sword. His helmet shattered, revealing his head, which looked like a pitch-black demon snake, constantly spitting out its tongue.

He looked resentfully at the young man in blue who was walking towards him. His appearance had lost much of its majesty and was now filled with brutality and bloodiness.

At the same time, he also felt unwilling.

The human race is too strong.

In the same realm, or even across a higher realm, their disciples are helpless.

Boom~
In the sky, dark clouds of thunder and lightning rumbled, and countless lightning flashed. Under the terrible pressure, the sixth heavenly tribulation struck.

Jiang Ding paused slightly.

This heavy aura of heavenly thunder did not strike him, but struck the forehead of the Pagoda-Bearing God General, instantly injecting him with even more terrifying thunder power, healing the Pagoda-Bearing God General's injuries. His aura continued to rise, almost transcending the peak of heaven and man.

There was also a circle of blue thunder spreading in all directions, making the phantom of the Immortal Execution Platform that was about to be completely shattered gradually solidify.

The remains of the heavenly palace from an ancient time gradually became clearer, and an indescribable fierce aura spread in all directions, as if countless immortals and demons had shed blood here and their souls were destroyed.

The vast starry sky suddenly shrank.

Jiang Ding looked back in all directions.

Everything in the solar system disappeared without a trace, and I found myself on an ancient stone platform, my steps moving uncontrollably towards the guillotine.

No, it was the Immortal-Slaying Guillotine that was coming towards him!
My steps did not move at all. It was the thundering blade of heavenly punishment and this world that came towards me on their own initiative, bringing my neck closer and closer to the guillotine. It was as if I actively cooperated by stretching out my neck, lying on the stone platform, accepting my fate and accepting the execution.

"What kind of technique is this?"

"Heavenly punishment?"

Jiang Ding said solemnly.

This is another inheritance of immortal arts, an inheritance of immortal arts from the gods. Although those below the level of immortals cannot perform immortal arts, they have already comprehended them deeply and formed a system.

"Unfortunately……"

Jiang Ding sighed slowly.

"It seems that among the top human inheritances, there is no lack of immortal arts inheritance. Even I, a cultivator in the mountains, have awakened racial inheritance."

"The legacy left by the ancestors of the human race is truly immense."

Keng!
The Taiqing flying sword was unsheathed, but no sword light spread.

This expanse of galaxies in the universe suddenly solidified.

Everything was smoothed by a circle of dim ripples of the Law of Extinction. Even the approaching scene of the Immortal Execution Platform was forcibly smoothed and solidified, turning the three-dimensional space into a vivid immortal painting, with gods roaring, 100,000 heavenly soldiers howling, lightning and thunder, and the fierce and violent Immortal Execution Platform. Everything was well portrayed, with all the charm. The galaxy painting dominated by the Law of Extinction was even more colorful and beautiful.

This is the sword that destroys space!
At this moment, the Sword of Destruction of Space truly banned all the rules, blocked the flow of cause and effect and the soul, and froze the thinking of all living beings.

In the galaxy painting, the tower-bearing god roared and raised the colorful exquisite pagoda in his hand, wanting to release some earth-shattering forbidden technique, but he froze in place, just like the surrounding Immortal Execution Platform.

They changed from three-dimensional to a thin piece of paper, so fragile that it seemed as if anyone could pierce it with a finger.

Jiang Ding really did this.

He stretched out a finger and gently poked it on the scroll of the galaxy, tapping the head of the Pagoda-Bearing God General with wide-open eyes. His finger easily penetrated the paper and poked the dark head of the Pagoda-Bearing God General into pieces. A dark hole appeared on the beautiful scroll of the galaxy, which was very conspicuous.

boom!
The next moment, the entire galaxy painting was shattered into pieces, turning into pieces of scraps flying in the starry sky, and finally even the scraps disappeared.

The gods in the heavens collapsed and perished.

"The last thunder..."

Jiang Ding looked up at the sky.

Boom!

In the endless void, thunder and dark clouds rolled and formed a vortex, as if symbolizing the wrath of heaven.

An extremely terrifying and ferocious aura emerged from the vortex of thunder, even faintly transcending the limits of heaven and man, approaching another realm, it was extremely terrifying.

This has completely exceeded the heavenly tribulation of Hedao!

It even exceeds the calamity of heaven and earth!
Shattering thunder time and time again, blocking the operation of the rules of the thunder tribulation of heaven and earth time and time again, the sword cultivator actively approached death time and time again. Now he finally ushered in a horrible disaster and the death he wanted.

Jiang Ding's sword soul trembled, and a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

Rumble~
Endless thunder rules converged into the vortex, lightning and thunder roared, storms raged, and there was only one center, a single point left in this world.

Click!

In the flash of destructive thunder and lightning, the horrific creature in the vortex finally appeared.

This is a finger!
The finger born from the endless thunder naturally carries the terrifying pressure of the extreme branch of rules, and holds the power of the birth and death of thunder. Even if it crosses the endless starry sky, crosses the limitations of the heavenly calamity, and breaks through numerous obstacles, with only the last bit of power left, it is still terrifying and enough to kill billions of lives below the Supreme.

This is an attack from the supreme god that is in accordance with the way of heaven, spanning the endless star fields and with the help of the coming of a heavenly calamity!
"Evil beast..."

"Be punished!"

Such murderous whispers were heard from the endless thunderclouds.

Boom!

The finger of thunder from heaven came down with a rumble.

All the thunder tribulations in the heavens belong to him, and are contained in one finger. Every groove and line on his finger is clearly visible, containing infinite mysteries of the thunder of punishment from heaven and earth. He is born to be the ruler of punishment from heaven and earth, the supreme ruler of thunder punishment.

This finger of thunder from heaven was as fast as lightning and light, reflected in the eyes of Dayi Jianzi.

"You evil beast, do you know your sin?"

Before the real attack came, the majestic shout was transmitted into the sword cultivator's soul.

This shout was as majestic as a prison, transforming into an inner demon that poured into the sword cultivator's heart, transforming into a prison of judgment. The sword cultivator's life experiences passed by like flowing water, and all the evil deeds he had done during that time, even the small evil of picking up a dollar and not returning it, were revealed one by one, and used as evidence in court to tear up pieces of his sea of ​​consciousness.

Not to mention that the sword cultivator had killed countless people throughout his life, and had died at the hands of many powerful enemies along the way, and had experienced war after war.

Sin is everywhere!
These crimes instantly doubled the power of the Prison of Judgment. One by one, the Thunder Judges questioned the sword cultivators about each crime, sealed their souls inch by inch, executed them, and threw them into the eighteen levels of hell, where they endured various cruel punishments such as being cut by swords, burned by fire, boiled in oil, and eaten by evil spirits.

(End of this chapter)