After the rebellion, the Wasteland fell into a brief silence

In this battle, the Moyun Palace was wiped out, and the other three major sects all suffered varying degrees of trauma, but after all, there are still Jindan realm immortals in charge, even if the strength is greatly reduced, it is also a six-grade force, and it is not allowed to be made overnight.

But the rest of the forces are different, their starting point is almost the same after all, and in this war, it is these seventh- or eighth-grade forces that have fallen the most, and the confrontation between the general trends will always be these lower levels.

As a result, there are many more borderless lands in the Wasteland.

These are the resources they need to fight and grab!

It's just that before that, they didn't make any moves.

Because, out of nowhere, a trace of news came out of nowhere, the hundred Jindan Realm and Yin God Realm Palace Master Yun of Moyun Palace were all killed!

Deserted city, Qin family, Qin Hao!

Even if no monk opened his mouth to confirm it, compared to Qin Hao's actions and words before the turmoil, the fall of Moyun Palace was definitely inseparable from him.

But until now, Qin Hao, who had slashed the clouds, had never appeared in the eyes of everyone, as if he had disappeared from this world.

A year passed quietly.

The deserted city has restored its former prosperity, and the traffic is busy.

On this day, above the dome, there were black clouds pressing, black clouds were rustling, there were lightning and thunder, and between the staggered arcs, there were constantly fires splashing, accompanied by rumbling sounds, and the atmosphere was depressed to the extreme.

A white robe rushed up, and a golden immortal power was like a round of golden sun, even if it was covered by black clouds, it did not affect the light shining on the earth in the slightest.

"It's Chen Zixiao!"

"This black cloud...... Is it to cross the catastrophe?"

Many monks in the city were attracted to it, and they gathered outside the Qin family's mansion one after another.

In front of the mansion, a five-foot boy with indifferent eyes seemed to have grown a lot this year. Those indifferent eyes swept over everyone one by one, and although he never spoke, the slightly constricted pupils seemed to indicate what he meant.

Stay away from clusters!

Led by many family owners in the deserted city, they all retreated back and stayed away from the area shrouded by this thundercloud.

Kun Xu raised his eyes slightly, looking at Chen Zixiao, who was standing in the sky with a pair of indifferent eyes and contemptuous of thunderclouds, "Just go!"

Chen Zixiao only glanced at Kun Xu, and his eyes condensed to the extreme, proving that he had completed the depiction of the immortal path and the pattern of the immortal path, and now, he was about to face the last calamity before becoming an immortal, the earth immortal tribulation!

The tribulation of becoming an immortal is the tribulation of the 39th Tribulation, and there are 27 thunder tribulations.

Rumble!

The black clouds pressed the dome, and in the midst of the lightning and thunder, there was a thunderbolt that fell suddenly, and the thunder was as big as a foot, full of arm thickness, and the immortals on it were fierce.

Chen Zixiao stared at Lei Mang, who was splitting his head, a pair of iron fists were fearless, and collided with Lei Mang.

Suddenly, the thunder was rolling, and above the meat fist, the arc flickered, but he couldn't help the golden immortal power, and in the roar, the thunder was annihilated into nothingness.

Earth Immortal Tribulation, the first Thunder Tribulation, passed safely!

After that, one, two, three......

In the Tribulation of the Thirty-Nine Tribulation, the first nine thunder tribulations, Chen Zixiao easily passed.

Even, that simple and rude way of crossing the catastrophe made many monks in the deserted city smack their tongues for this.

Even if it was the first time they had seen the Earth Immortal Tribulation, the way they had crossed the Tribulation was too terrifying.

Although the land is huge, there are no surprises... But this?

"There are three or nine Immortal Tribulations in Suwen, and these nine Thunder Tribulations may just be an appetizer. ”

In front of the crowd, a burly man with a grim face, he sensed that in the thundercloud, there seemed to be a more terrifying thunderstorm brewing in it.

That kind of power, I'm afraid that when it falls, it will not be weaker than the first nine thunder tribulations!

The thunderclouds shook, and the arcs that diffused in them seemed to be condensing in one place, and faintly, turned into a round ball with an inch of lightning flashing, and that kind of power was not weaker than the sum of the previous nine tribulation thunders.

Chen Zixiao stared slightly, maybe others didn't see what was hidden in that ball, but he could see it!

It's the pattern of the fairy road!

The immortal path he chose!

Boom! Boom!

In the midst of the thunderclouds, there was a roar, and the ball split into three almost instantly, and then whistled down.

This time, Chen Zixiao was no longer holding it up, between the flipping of his palm, a golden feather folding fan appeared, a touch of fairy rhyme was hidden in it, his face was dignified, the immortal power was rich and almost like fairy liquid, and he frantically poured into the folding fan, and in an instant, the immortal power was rolling.

With a wave of the golden feather folding fan, a touch of gold was fierce, and it rushed towards the three beads.

In an instant, under the dome, ripples swept around like a knife, and among the beads, there seemed to be a faint golden vein, and suddenly, the golden mangs began to retreat, and the cracks were filled.

"Isn't it invincible to the Thunder Tribulation?"

"Is it going to be a failure?"

In the crowd, many monks could not help but be a little shocked when they saw this phenomenon.

"The second great tribulation in the Thirty-Nine Tribulation, how can you stop me!"

On the dome, Chen Zixiao's voice swept like a sound, and suddenly, on the white clothes, the golden immortal power turned into lines and outlined on the robe.

It is the pattern of the immortal road, and he Chen Zixiao proved that he became an immortal!

Suddenly, the immortal power seemed to be moistened by rain and dew, just like the bitterness was sweet, the golden feather folding fan fanned again, a touch of golden mangs was like the sun, the vast sky, and the thunderclouds seemed to be shaking.

Bang......

In the eyes, in the shocked eyes of everyone, the three beads seemed to be crushed by an irresistible huge force, and the golden mangs were like endless waves, and those three beads were just three-leaf flat boats in the sea.

In the midst of the roar, suddenly, there seemed to be an unusually crisp sound.

In the eyes of everyone, on the three beads, cracks continued to spread, like ravines.

A golden mang, even taking advantage of the victory, went down like a surging wave, engulfing the ball in its Zheng

Call!

Exhaled with a mouthful of turbidity, Chen Zixiao raised his head to look up at the sky, looking at the covering thunderclouds, at this time, the last thunder tribulation was already brewing.

Only, what is this last catastrophe?

In the flash of thunder arc, there seemed to be a humanoid figure in a thunder robe stepping out of it, slowly emerging from the lower limbs, then the torso, and the arms...... And finally, the human head!

The cheeks were like knives, sharp and angular, but the long hair behind the back was thunder, especially the pupils, which were also thunder.

On the thunder robe, the light golden immortal pattern was fierce, and a power that transcended the Condensing Pill Realm swept out!

Chen Zixiao's eyes moved slightly, and the golden feather folding fan in his hand flicked lightly, "Is it better than your own calamity?"

After all, his vision is not comparable to the marginal land, and at this time, the beings in the deserted city are almost stunned, and their stunned eyes are staring at the figure transformed by the thunder tribulation.

"There is the power of Jindan, but there is no Jindan!"

Chen Zixiao waved his hand, a touch of indifference flashed on his face, "It's just a matter of winning myself, my heart is strong!"

The folding fan is lightly flicked, and a wisp of golden fairy power is blowing, just like a spring breeze blowing willows, diffuse and warm!

Quietly, in the eyes of everyone like ghosts and gods, and in their cognition that there was going to be a big war and a life-and-death battle, the thunder-robed figure was like the immortal power was exhausted, scattered and turned into nothingness in this place.

The thunderclouds scattered over time, the earth was clear, and the light of the sun shone on the earth again, but there was a person who had become an immortal!

"Congratulations to Young Master Chen on achieving the position of Earth Immortal!"

In the deserted city, many family owners clasped their fists.