From ancient times to the present, no one likes to survive the catastrophe.

But it's useless whether cultivators and demons like it or not, the Heavenly Tribulation should come or not.

But I've seen it in an old scumbag of ancient books, and it's said that it was a long time ago, long before the years when the exact year was not at all known. At that time, there was no such thing as a catastrophe.

The accounts I've seen don't help me with what I'm waiting for next.

I'm not going alone, there are some people who are waiting to see the excitement, and watching other people cross the havoc to gain experience. So I didn't turn them down.

Besides, if I survive the catastrophe and end up being too injured and no one comes to help me, wouldn't I be miserable?

The place I chose was far from the city so that no one else would find out about it.

I didn't expect to be particular about picking a place, Wei Rubing didn't know where to get a compass, and it was said that it could help me pick a suitable place for the catastrophe.

But the direction indicated by the compass was either on the top of the reservoir or in the center of the river, and in that place I couldn't use my strength, so I had to give up.

"If there is no change in the door that leads to the closure of the mountain gate, I should be able to let you go to another cave to cross the tribulation, or you will wait for a while?" Wei Rubing's words were quite tempting, but I still refused.

I've never seen a piece of news in a book that I don't know what the name is, and that it's best to survive the tribulation in the human world, and going to a small world will affect my future cultivation.

Although it is far from a mistake to say that it is ambitious, I also have further thoughts.

Besides, I'm about to blow up now, how can I wait?

Eventually, I settled on a deep uninhabited mountain, surrounded by mountains with a valley and a flat area beyond it, which seemed to have been a village long ago, but now uninhabited.

There are no people living in the vicinity for dozens of miles, and it is estimated that the road to the outside is too difficult, and the local mountain people have not been able to hold on.

Since there is no one, there is no need to say any more, I regard this valley without a name as the place where I crossed the catastrophe, and the mountain peaks in the distance as the foothold of Zheng Fatzi.

Counting the gossip of the Nine Palaces, there are almost ten people in total, once something happens, as long as they don't go into the heavenly tribulation to rob people, they must be able to deal with it.

The Heavenly Tribulation is more difficult to overcome than the Tribulation, so before I broke through to the Jindan Realm, I spent three days in the valley, plus the previous month to adjust my state.

My form is much stronger than the previous days, and I have set up six formations under my feet, all of which are based on where I am now.

At the same time, I still have several elixirs in my hands, and now there are fewer and fewer cultivators who can do alchemy, and the elixir that can resist red has almost disappeared.

Even so, Zheng Fatzi still tried his best to get a few kinds of them.

In addition, there is a large blue flag embroidered with the head of a rooster and wearing a statue of a god armor, and the god man is said to be one of the thirty-six gods of the thunder department.

This magic flag does have the ability to resist thunder, but whether it is effective in the face of heavenly thunder is another matter.

I've studied these things before, as long as I don't panic during the trip.

As my breath became more and more complete, an inexplicable aura appeared on my body.

Within a kilometer of me, the air seemed to freeze.

There is no room for my mana to improve, but my yang god is constantly changing.

The glazed golden flame god who is basically the same height as me is constantly shrinking, and he is getting younger and younger, from being about my age to being eight or nine years old now.

The Yang God is still shrinking, but I can feel the power of the Yang God constantly getting stronger.

Once this kind of change starts, there is no possibility of stopping, and the consequences of stopping in the middle are very serious, ranging from a major reduction in cultivation to a major reduction in cultivation, or even a loss of life.

My mana is also decreasing, and little by little it is converging towards the dantian, and a ball of golden light is getting brighter and brighter.

There seemed to be a divine glow on my body, and the golden flame was very dazzling even in the scorching sun, and it could also absorb the light of the scorching sun.

My strength is constantly increasing, and with it comes a gray-black cloud.

At the moment when the catastrophe was triggered by me, thunderclouds appeared from all directions obscured the scorching sun, and the sky seemed to be shrouded in black clouds.

At this point, I have no way back.

I don't need to worry about the next changes, as long as I survive this catastrophe, the realm will break through naturally.

I stood up and looked up at the bright electric light that meandered through the clouds, still feeling a little uneasy.

My state of mind has always been a little flawed, I already knew about this shortcoming of mine, but there was no way to solve it, and I couldn't help but feel a kind of fear at this time.

I couldn't help but grasp the Wakaki sword, and the powerful fiery serpent surrounded me, bringing me a warm current.

The wind was blowing and howling.

Fortunately, the formation I laid out was effective, and besides, I had the South Wind Bead in my hand, so the wind didn't affect me at all.

Behind me stood a large flag fluttering, and the god Thunderbe on the flag seemed to come to life.

I doubt that after the Heavenly Realm and the human realm are separated, this magic flag will have any effect.

At that moment, the thunderclouds changed, and a huge concussion appeared in the middle of the clouds, that is, above my head.

I've survived two catastrophes before, and both times I fell a thunderbolt at once.

But this time it was different, the first thing that fell was the three heavenly thunders.

The lightning turned the snow white in the vicinity, and I slapped one hand to the ground, and from the objects placed on both sides, a large wooden seal with some scorched marks flew up.

A pale cyan aura appeared on this magic seal, weakening the power of the heavenly thunder little by little.

Little by little, the light of the thunder disappeared, and the trees in a forest in the distance turned yellow at the same time.

This is a lightning strike wood magic seal with the ability to connect vitality, which was originally the heart of a century-old jujube tree, and can turn vitality into the power of magic weapons.

I used this to lay out a formation, and dispersed this wave of thunder with the vitality of the trees in the distant woods.

This heavenly thunder should be a small test, and at the same time, I didn't consume much strength, although the magic seal has just been used, it can come in handy again after a while.

It seems that because of my ingenuity, the heavenly thunder didn't give me any time to rest, and in the blink of an eye, seven heavenly thunderbolts fell straight down.

I can see that if I hadn't consumed it, the Heavenly Tribulation wouldn't have given me a little time, so this time I chose to go on top.

My current cultivation is more than three times that of a normal Yang God Upper Realm peak cultivator, and this cultivator must practice the best exercises, so it is not difficult for me to withstand a wave of heavenly thunder.

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