Because it's too difficult.

Many people even think that the so-called perfection does not exist at all, and even true god-level beings can hardly turn their bodies into perfection.

All they can do is to reach the extreme, or to reach perfection.

And a perfect body, even if it is only the size of a normal person, or even the size of a grain of sand, every inch of his muscles must contain terrifying power, and even every drop of blood must contain terrifying power.

energy.

One drop of blood destroys a starry sky!

This is not a joke, this is real.

Just like a drop of true god level blood, it is enough to kill... an immortal level existence!

This is true god-level terror!

However, at this time, Wang Teng's transformation was so subtle that even he himself could not notice it.

Moreover, he was in severe pain all over his body, and he had no intention to pay attention to this. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind, to quickly carry this purple sky thunder over.

"Can Wang Teng...succeed?"

Everyone stared at the scene in the sky. Some were full of expectations, while others were not without malicious intentions. They hoped that he would not be able to withstand the thunder tribulation and ultimately fail.

boom!

boom!

The roars continued to echo.

The thunderbolts struck Wang Teng one after another, making people feel cold sweat for him, fearing that he would be killed directly.

After all, no one is so bold as to directly resist the catastrophe.

Time passes slowly like this...

Boom!

At a certain moment, the purple sky thunder seemed to be brewing the last wave of offensive, suddenly disconnected from the dark clouds in the sky, and then exploded. Endless thunder exploded directly at the place where it collided with Wang Teng, bombarding him.

The dazzling purple light flooded the entire sky, and everyone could not open their eyes at all, and could not see what was going on inside.

Bang!

At this moment, a stream of light suddenly flew out from the lightning and hit the square below hard, making a loud noise.

Click click click...

A huge pothole appeared instantly, and spider web-like cracks spread in all directions.

Everyone's pupils shrank and they looked at each other.

Did Wang Teng fail?

An idea appeared in everyone's mind.

Many geniuses couldn't help but clenched their fists, glanced at the pothole, and then endured the strong purple light and looked into the sky.

Many geniuses do not want Wang Teng to succeed.

After all, for them, if a saint-level existence really appeared, this exchange would be completely changed.

All geniuses will be overwhelmed, and no matter how hard they try, their light will be obscured.

This is undoubtedly a tragedy!

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely dull and tense.

And in this atmosphere, the purple light in the sky finally slowly dissipated, and then a medicine cauldron appeared in front of everyone, wrapped in a trace of residual thunder, and was suspended in the air quietly.

.

quiet!

The surroundings suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

All the geniuses felt a deep sense of powerlessness. Looking at the medicine cauldron, which was obviously extremely rough but not damaged at all, their expressions were extremely complicated.

Success!?

Did he succeed after all?!

No, there is another possibility!

Everyone looked at the pothole below with indescribable emotions. What if Wang Teng had not withstood the Purple Sky Thunder?

What if he died!

A dead saint-level existence is nothing.

However……

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts..."

A sound of continuous gasps of cold air came from the pit, which made many people's expectations vanish. Then they saw a dark hand stretching out from the edge of the pit, and then a whole body

Scorch's figure crawled out, like mud legs crawling out of a mud pit.
Chapter completed!