The Heavenly Tribulation has always been a shadow in the hearts of cultivators and youkai.

I don't know when such a serious and dangerous test began to appear on the head of the practitioner.

If you pass the cultivation, you can improve, but it is a dead end.

This path leaves no room for retreat.

At this time, after most of the vine demon's cultivation was returned to me, I felt very bad to be honest.

I feel like a balloon about to be blown up right now.

For this reason, I had to stand still and remain motionless, my face glowing red, and my body was the same.

A bright red column of air emerged from my head, and I felt a slap or impact in my ears that shattered.

Just a little bit, I'm about to break through the realm, and I even feel the hidden catastrophe.

"No! now is not the time!"

I frowned, the aura on my body was about to turn into a real flame.

It definitely won't work if it goes on like this, so I summoned the Wakaki Sword, and the mana was continuously injected into the Wakaki Sword.

For a moment, an unprecedented light erupted from the Wakaki Sword.

I swung my Wakaki sword towards the sky in the Qingqiu Mountain, and a golden sword light that had condensed to a certain level rushed into the sky.

The sky in Qingqiu Mountain was indeed forbidden by the formation, and it could not be penetrated beyond a hundred meters.

But my sword has condensed the vast majority of my mana, and it is naturally rare to squander my mana like this, so the prohibition that condensed into a chain in the air of a hundred meters was suddenly cut off, and after a flash of golden light, the remaining half of the sword light continued to move forward, and rushed out of a distance of more than ten zhang, only then did it hit the next layer of prohibition and dissipate.

"Whew..."

By venting my mana, the pressure on my body is a little less.

But this is not a long-term solution, as if someone has made up a circle on a bucket, and the total amount of liquid that can be stored is naturally higher.

As soon as I start to regain my mana, I will be in the same situation as before.

At that time, there is only one thing I can do, and that is to honestly wait for the thunder.

If I had the choice, I'd probably push this back a little bit.

Although I knew that a big storm was coming, and I naturally wanted to improve some strength quickly, I just couldn't get over this hurdle.

It's good now, I don't have to step over this hurdle by myself, someone directly pushed me over.

At this point, if I don't want to abolish my cultivation, I can only move forward.

There is also a catastrophe in Qingqiu Mountain, and hiding here is of little use.

After being burned by the Fugi Fire, it is impossible for the vine demon to leave us anything, so it is impossible to find anything from him.

A few cultivators saw that I had a strange look on my face after destroying the vine demon, and that my mana was exhausted, so they took the lead on their own.

The three cultivators walked in front, and Zheng Fatzi and I followed.

My sword should have been visible to everyone nearby, but the problem came with it.

It's not safe here, maybe there are some monsters waiting for us, so I'll send the signal out, maybe I'll wait for my own people first, or attract the monsters to kill them first.

When we first arrived, we were all blinded, so there were no monsters moving neatly.

In order to guard against the siege of the youkai, I regained my mobility and left here with the other four people.

Of course, we might be able to trap other people by doing this, but we can't do that much now.

A few of us were walking towards the top of the mountain when the ground suddenly began to shake.

"Don't go!" I hurriedly stopped Zheng Fatzi.

At this time, the ground had begun to shake violently, and cracks appeared on the ground, as if there was something under the earth that wanted to rush out.

Not only that, but these vibrant trees are also starting to fall.

Countless chains of gods danced in the air, like thousands of vicious poisonous snakes.

Above these chains, the roar continued to sound.

Somebody is fighting in the air.

We all followed Jinhua Niangniang and Qinghu in, Jinhua Niangniang and several immortals have not shown up until now, I am afraid that it is not that they ignore us, but that they are also in trouble.

The roar in the air at this time also illustrates this point.

However, we are still not sure who will win or lose, and judging from the momentum of this collapse of the sky, it will take a while to determine the real winner.

Except for the three cultivators and the vine demon who was holding us back, our group didn't encounter anything again.

Even though the ground is cracking, there are people fighting in the sky.

But just as we walked forward, the ground suddenly turned into a puddle of mud.

Countless bony arms stretched out of the mud and grabbed at us in a rather orderly manner.

I was aware of the ambush one step ahead, not just me, but several others as well.

Because of this, I raised my hand and grabbed Zheng Fatzi and took him aside.

The guy who made the mud seemed very dissatisfied, and we all escaped.

So the whole quagmire tumbled, and countless mud flew out of the mire.

At this time, the muddy water was no worse than the stones thrown hard, and there were even many potholes in the trunks of the trees.

With a wave of my hand, I offered the Wakaki sword, which hung behind my back.

The quagmire looked like half boiling water, and at the same time, a huge figure rushed out of the quagmire.

It's a very large earth dragon, or earthworm...

This guy has become a monster, and his strength is not low.

I can't tell the head and tail of this thing, but the guy spat out a big mouthful of muddy water at me.

There are also countless white bones in the muddy water, and after these white bones hit the ground, they can stand up on their own.

The mud clings to the bones, turning them into even more ugly and strange things.

Although this thing has bones as bones and mud as flesh and skin, it looks a little weird, but the strength is still there.

The four of us Yang God cultivators each sacrificed their magic weapons, and one after another spiritual light bloomed in the woods.

The auras collided with each other, and the monster of bones and mud was quickly smashed, and all of them were reduced to the ground.

By this time, the dragon had taken on a humanoid form, a strong man with a brass-colored appearance.

Zheng Fatzi did fire several shots behind us, but to no avail.

This monster also has a Yang God cultivation, not too high and not too low, just in the range we can deal with.

Just as we were about to strike together and quickly destroy this youkai, a wooden stick flew from a nearby tree and smashed straight on my head.

There are green breaths bubbling from this wooden stick, and it is a pretty good magic weapon at first glance.

(End of chapter)