"Could it be just a celestial phenomenon? In the past hundred years in Bian Ping City, not to mention the Zun Realm, even the powerhouses of the Emperor Realm have never appeared, how can there be a Zun Realm powerhouse here?"

"But this thundercloud came too suddenly, a quarter of an hour ago it was still a clear sky, and in the blink of an eye, it was full of dark clouds, and the area around Bianping City was full of ordinary weather, where did such a strange natural celestial phenomenon come from?"

Just when the monks in the city were talking, suddenly, the electric light illuminated the entire cloud, and a thick lightning bolt fell from the sky, as if splitting the entire sky, and the next moment, a deafening thunderclap sounded.

"Boom!"

The entire Bianping City seemed to be faintly shaking in the thunder.

People with sharp eyes have already discovered that the landing point of the thunder and lightning is actually in the western suburbs outside Bianping City.

"That location is...... Biyun Peak!"

"That's right, it's Biyun Peak! Could it be that there is some great power on Biyun Peak?"

"It's too close to the city, I don't know if my side of the city will be affected. Someone worried.

But in a moment, another thunderbolt struck down, and the thunder echoed in the hearts of countless people, and it didn't stop for a long time.

Then came the second path, the third path, and under this brilliant heavenly might, the entire Bianping City was trembling.

"There's no mistake!

At this time, even a monk with a little common sense could have seen that if it were not for the Heavenly Tribulation, how could there be such a momentum? If it was really just an ordinary thunderstorm, how could several heavenly thunderbolts be struck in the same place in a row? Although as the saying goes, if you are struck by lightning, how much evil you have to do to be struck like this?

"I can't imagine that the little Bian Pingcheng can actually meet the powerful catastrophe, such a rare adventure in a hundred years, no, I want to go to Biyun Peak to have a look! Maybe I can meet that great power!"

"You're looking for death! That's a catastrophe! Just because of your cultivation, you are close to the past, and you are not afraid of being directly burned to charcoal?"

"Nonsense, of course I won't go up the mountain now, but this is also a great opportunity!"

"What chance?"

"Do you think, if that great power breaks through successfully, and we arrive in time, maybe we can meet each other and get guidance, that would be a great benefit?"

"People have no relatives and no reason for you, why should they guide you?"

"If you don't try, how do you know if there's a chance?"

For a while, the monks in Bianping City began to gather towards the west of the city one by one, and most of them were holding such thoughts.

Of course, many people have another layer of thought in their hearts.

If the powerful tribulation is successful, if you see one face, maybe you can get guidance, if the mysterious powerful tribulation fails, look at the momentum of the thunder, I am afraid that it is more auspicious and less auspicious, and can cross the tribulation, then the strongest person who is also the peak of the imperial realm will definitely carry heavy treasures on his body, even if the person dies, maybe there will be a few treasures left......

In just a moment, thirteen heavenly thunderbolts had fallen in a row, and the thunder light shone like day within a radius of 100 miles.

However, this is not the end of the story, it is better to say that the final test is coming at this time.

The fourteenth heavenly thunder slammed down, and then in just one breath, the twelfth heavenly thunder cleaved down again, and then the fifteenth, sixteenth, these several heavenly thunders, each of which was faster than the previous one, to the back, almost instantaneous, without a little time to breathe.

This is the last and most difficult place, breaking through the Venerable Realm, a total of eighteen heavenly thunders will fall, and the last five heavenly thunders are almost coming in unison, and each one is stronger than the other! From ancient times to the present, almost ninety percent of the monks who failed to break through were defeated by these last five heavenly thunders.

In the blink of an eye, four heavenly thunderbolts slashed down, and the eighteenth and final one had already followed mercilessly!

Rumble!

In the midst of the loud noise, the earthquake trembled, and the entire Biyun Peak shook, and the sky and the earth shook, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked.

In the end, the thunder subsided, and when I looked at it again, the entire Biyun Peak was actually a little shorter, the peaks were all cut off by dozens of zhang, and the peak was scorched black.

In the center of this pitch-black peak, there are two figures.

A figure dressed in white, still spotless in the scorched black.

The other was completely black, his breath was weak, and the bright red blood mixed with the charcoal gave off an unpleasant fishy smell.

Despite all the embarrassment, the man laughed, and the laughter went from being weak at the beginning to becoming more energetic and full of energy, and soared into the sky.

At the same time, the injuries on his body were also rapidly recovering, and in the blink of an eye, he recovered from the terrible appearance of serious injuries, of course, the clothes on his body were still scorched black.

Then, an invisible momentum emanated from his body, his eyes flashed, and the whole person seemed to be integrated with the surrounding heaven and earth, regardless of you and me.

Chen Long on the side said with a smile: "Yes, although there is only one line left in the end, you have survived after all." ”

He could see that the old beggar had almost reached the limit of his bearing, and even if another thunderbolt fell at this time, even if it was as powerful as the first one, he was powerless to resist, and he could only end up in ashes.

But as Chen Long said, he survived after all, even if there is only a line of difference, it is the difference between yin and yang, and there is a world of difference.

After crossing this line, in front of the old beggar, the road to heaven was opened from then on, and there was no haze ahead.

After a while, the light in the old beggar's eyes and the aura around him converged, and there was no leakage at all, just like before, it seemed to be just an ordinary old beggar. His lips opened slightly, and he exhaled a mouthful of white gas like a match, and it shot out all the way to a hundred zhang away, like a white rainbow running through the moon, condensing but not dissipating.

At this time, he got up, but immediately knelt down in the direction of Long Chen, and leaned over to make a big salute.

"Thank you for the kindness of your predecessors, a gust of wind Wu San is unforgettable. ”

"It turns out that your name is Wu San. Long Chen smiled: "But I don't remember that I pointed you out, I just passed by here, saw that the moonlight was very beautiful, and I was in a good mood, so I casually recited a few crooked words." ”

The seniors smiled, thanks to the guidance of the seniors, otherwise, with the dull qualifications of the juniors, where would there be a chance to break through the dignity realm in this life. The great grace is not grateful, and the seniors are also asked to show the honorific surname, so that the younger generations can remember it. If he needs it every day, even if he is broken, he will not hesitate to do it!"

However, before Chen Long could answer, he himself suddenly noticed something, his eyes widened, his whole body trembled, and his face showed excitement.

"Dressed in white...... Equipped with an ink sword, his magical powers are immeasurable, and he appears in this Nanfeng Domain, you ...... Are you ......?"

Chen Long laughed: "The name is just false, what is the way? You have broken through here, I think it has alarmed many people, it is better not to stay for a long time, I should also say goodbye, if he has fate one day, he should be able to meet again!"

As the words fell, Long Chen turned around and stepped forward, and his figure disappeared in place, leaving only a few lines of poetry echoing.

"The sword is like ink, and the people are like snow, and they come from traveling in the ancient and modern; the changes are endless, and the truth is false; the inner view does not know the cause and the phase, and the external combination knows that it is tangible; all aspects return to the original and follow the same reason, and find the truth as the number breaks the sky!"