The powerful primordial god of the Realm returned to the void, and his will colluded, almost immediately perceiving the immeasurable calamity in the depths of the void, and the evolution of the immortal calamity.

In the Northern Regions, the holy place in the heart of the Lower Sword Immortal, in the towering Ninefold Sword Tower, an old man in a green robe with Shou Mei sitting in the void of the Sword Realm with his sword in his hand, suddenly, he seemed to feel something, and suddenly opened his eyes, and the frost-white Shou Mei that hung down to his shoulders trembled, and he shook out a series of tens of thousands of Taishang Cave True Sword Qi.

The sword qi soared, and all the phenomena of existence and non-existence in the earth void turned into a thousand holes, like a hill made of sand and gravel, which could be swept away at any time!

This old man in a green robe, who had been in the prison for eight hundred years and had made the 100,000 sword cultivators in the Northern Regions respect him as the ancestor of the Lower Sword Immortals, his eyes shone with a strange light, and his figure flickered, and he had already appeared outside the Nine Sword Tower.

"I can't imagine that after the recontinuation of the Immortal Road, someone actually broke through this last trick one step ahead of the old man and became an immortal, hahaha, after such ancient times, how can there be no old man for an unprecedented event?!"

Between his long laughter, the mighty machine naturally flowed out, shocking the surrounding sea of clouds endlessly, and the scene was spectacular.

One after another, the sword light galloped in the air, and the four directions converged, and they stopped in front of him in an instant, and shouted in unison: "Welcome the ancestor out of the customs, may the ancestor become immortal as soon as possible and ascend to immortality." ”

"You came at the right time, and let the old man take you and others to go with you to witness this Taoist friend become an immortal. ”

The old man in the green robe swiped his fingers, and the huge dome was like a brittle thin piece of rice paper, starting from the end of the western horizon, opening a gap and crack, the crack was narrow in front and wide in the back, and it continued to extend, stirring up the sound of rolling wind and thunder, rolling through the sky, and the diffuse clouds suddenly exploded, scattering as catkins and floating away.

"A sword opens...... This is the real sword cultivation......"

Some of the people who had never seen this patriarch looked at the narrow cracks that stretched for an unknown number of miles, and unspeakable shock appeared on their faces, muttering to themselves in distraction.

In the crowd, Dugu Yuanzhou's eyes flashed with a shocking light, and he flew to the ancient world for more than ten years, his progress is not not rapid, but compared with the means of waving his sword to open the ground, it is still not a good idea.

Just as Dugu Yuanzhou's thoughts turned a thousand times, the old man in the green robe waved his robe sleeves slightly, and under the traction of the grand machine, everyone was already incarnated into sword light, the elder was more than a thousand zhang, and the short one was more than ten zhang......

Infernal Purgatory, Floating Slaughter City, Netherworld Temple.

The palace of the underworld, more than 100 zhang high, majestic and solemn, the four fierce corners of the eaves tower, the shape of swallowing the sun and the moon, the temple door is like a devil's face, hideous and terrifying, a big mouth to do the state of roaring, the mouth is dark and deep, directly to the palace......

Again, this is the direct access to Infernal Purgatory...... The center of the right!

At this moment, at the end of the Netherworld Temple, on the throne of the ghost head, sat a woman wearing a gold-patterned dress on a black background, this woman has cloudy sideburns, beautiful bones, beautiful and beautiful, under the dark gray eye shadow, a pair of Danfeng beautiful eyes flashed with a cold cold light that was not close to the living, and there was no blood on the snow-like face, exuding a cold, glamorous and ghostly temperament, which made people love and fear.

"The qi machine mixed with the rolling calamity qi is very familiar, as I expected, it's you, right? Mo Beiming!"

This mysterious Demon Dao Sect Master, who is actually a daughter, has a flickering eye, muttering, and a sigh of emotion in his tone, which contains a little unwillingness and admiration.

She grabbed it casually, and a Shura ghost mask appeared on her palm out of nowhere, and then gently covered her face, covering the cold and beautiful jade face.

"After the battle of the ancient gods and demons, you are the first person to ascend to the immortal realm, and let this seat see if you can really cross this last danger and fly to the realm. ”

Between the whispers, Wei Yuandao's yin and dead qi rose all over his body, twisted and spread, and it contained a netherworld, during which the eighteenth layer of Senluo Hell was disillusioned, exuding a mysterious aura of death, gloomy, ominous, and ferocious, and almost in the blink of an eye, the entire Futu City had been involved.

Carrying the immeasurable Yin Earth and lifting the Heavy City of Futu, the No. 1 Demon Dao Sect Master of the Northern Regions also tore through the void and went straight to the place where the boundless calamity qi gathered.

Except for the neighbors who sensed the abnormal power of the Passage Realm for a while, the other cultivators also sensed it one after another, and sensed that the Immortal Tribulation was coming.

How difficult is it to preach to the immortals? Extremely sublimated, dying in one leap, nine deaths, before ancient times, how many amazing and brilliant Gai Shijiao finally fell before the door, becoming a dead bone of failure on the road of immortals, and his soul was scattered, and he had no chance of reincarnation.

Even so, aren't cultivators still one after the other, not afraid of life and death, and doing everything they can to seek an eternal life and long-term vision, and be free and detached?

Now, someone has taken this last step, if he survives the tribulation, he can transcend the ascension, such a good opportunity to observe the calamity of others, which has not been seen in a thousand years, and it is difficult to find it for ten thousand years, and it is really an irresistible temptation for anyone who is committed to the Tao.

After all, the catastrophe is not a child's play, if you succeed, you will soar to the upper realm, if you don't succeed, you will die, there is no way to start over, look at how others cross the catastrophe, learn some successful experience, or the lesson of failure, when it is your turn, grasp it to be a little bigger!

At this moment, on the land of the Northern Regions, the ancestors, heads, and elders of the first-class sects of the Xuan Demons, such as the Jidu Sect, the White Bone Demon Sect, the Divine Silkworm Sect, the Blood God Sect, the Immortal Palace, the Feather Sect, the Yuan Dao Sect, and the Lingxiao City, were born one after another.

Together with the many demons and barbarian witch sacrifices in the Desolate Domain, they also left the clan land after a little hesitation.

One after another powerful aura rushed up, Rui Haze aura, blood mist black clouds, interspersed into pieces, flew across the sky, and went straight to the overseas Tongzhong Island, all kinds of scenes, so that many ordinary mortals who did not know it were frightened and frightened, and almost thought that the war was about to start.

And when many people were racing against time and hurrying to catch up, the clouds above Tongzhong Island were already like raging waves, undulating and changing, and a calamity had descended on the neighbors.

Far more than the drum and a thousand times dull loud sound burst out, thunder bursting, thick as the mountains of lead ash clouds, a dazzling purple thunder shaped like a sword, carrying the meaning of punishment and destruction, from the world will be cut down, the ground is shrouded in a purple and white light, this is like a sign of the beginning, the next moment, the thunder is like rain, and it is a continuous eighty thunder falling, stretching for hundreds of miles, the edge of the rising sun is compared, eclipsed!

Under the shaking firmament, seeing this terrifying scene, many people directly changed their faces, under such a terrifying power, how different are they from ants? A random thunderbolt can also make them disappear, and they will never be reborn.

Ming Shiyue's face was solemn, and he said solemnly: "According to the fragments of the ancient books of Dianyuan handed down from the Great Guangming Palace, when the mortal road is about to be completed, there will be a catastrophe to come, this is the biggest test of the earth's enlightenment of mortals, a total of three calamities, one is called Zixiao Thunder, this is even the tribulation of Gang, the second is called the tribulation of dry real fire, this is even the tribulation of yang, and the third is that he is free to demon, and this is even the calamity of yin to poison, and now looking at it, the Zixiao Thunder Tribulation has been fulfilled, and the remaining two calamities will not be wrong eight or nine times out of ten!"

"As for the three calamities, the poor road has also heard of it. ”

Yan Chunqiu nodded lightly: "If you are well prepared, the Zixiao Thunder Tribulation, the Qianzhen Fire Tribulation, you can still use magic weapons, formations, and supernatural powers to get through, but this magic ......"

"Alas, the demon is formless and substantial, it can be called the first nemesis of the cultivation of the Tao, and it does not know where it comes from, and it does not know where it goes, and it can use the six roots of the human eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, and mind as the medium to change the external color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and law of the six kinds of dust that pollute the soul. ”

"Life in the world, each has its own likes and dislikes, who can really do it without desires and desires? Once upon a time, I don't know how many people survived the first two tribulations, and finally fell at the feet of this self-transformed demon, and after years of penance, they were put into flowing water. ”

Ming Shiyue sighed lightly and said: "The three calamities of immortals, only people can cross by themselves, if others are rash to intervene, it will only lead to robbery, I believe that with the strength of friends and indifferent hearts, you should be able to survive the three calamities of immortal calamity......"

And when the two were talking, Mo Beiming had already faced each other with the eighty-one Zixiao Thunder.

In the face of the purple thunder that can turn all things on the earth into powder, Mo Beiming's face did not change color, and in a hurry, the sleeves embroidered with cloud patterns at the corners swelled up, and fell towards the eighty-one purple thunder shrouds that split head-on, but the large cloud pattern sleeve robe expanded and expanded without restrictions, containing the ground and encompassing the universe, as if to roll the thunder into the sleeves along with the sun hanging above the clouds.

The terrifying eighty-one thunderbolts were like moths to a fire, throwing themselves into the sleeves that seemed to contain infinite time and space, and did not even set off the slightest ripple.

The sleeves hung down, Mo Beiming flicked slightly, and there was a soft "snap", and the vast sleeves that contained the ground disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

Seeing this, Yan Chunqiu couldn't help but stroke his beard and sighed lightly: "I thought that Mo Daoyou's Jiujiuhe Dafa was already a unique in the world, but I didn't expect that he was also good at this great magic power in his sleeve, and he collected all the thunder in one sleeve, it is really the style of my generation, and then again, is this Zixiao Thunder too much?"

"It's still early, the thunder has not dissipated, and there are still follow-up changes......"

The low and hoarse place, the yin wind suddenly sounded, the scene was dark, and the cloud-like mist of the Yin and Dead Qi seeped out from a void, deriving the scene of boundless hell, like a Yin Earth World covering the universe.

"Poor Dao Shicai is still thinking that Mo Daoyou's crossing this time has caused changes in the qi of the earth calamity, and he must not be able to hide it from the eyes and ears of several people, and sure enough, in just a short time, Wei Daoyou's law has arrived. ”

After saying that, Yan Chunqiu turned sideways and made a mockery.

An inexplicable chuckle sounded in the vast clouds, without a word, as if he didn't want to make some senseless greetings.

Yan Chunqiu was not annoyed, the wind smiled lightly, and once again looked at the unfinished thunder tribulation in the distance, but saw the lead ash calamity clouds surging and rolling, the slightest thunder suddenly hidden, more and more gathered, thousands of twists and turns like snakes of purple thunder converged and contracted, brewing the breath of destruction, and finally, turned into a "light man", a "light man" synthesized by thunder and thunderbolt.

This "light man" is lifelike, his facial features are clearly visible, his eyes are spewing three feet of purple light, and his god is like a god who is high in the nine gods and is in charge of thunder punishment.

The "Light Man" directly descended from above, dragging thousands of feet of electric light, flying towards Mo Beiming, the ground was suddenly torn, and the air was lined up on both sides like a big wave.

Although this blow seemed simple, straight and straight, there was no cardinal change, but in fact, it incorporated the power of the Thunder, which was already more than ten times stronger than any previous Purple Sky Thunder.

"Good time!"

Mo Beiming roared loudly, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and splashed jade with a drop of water bloom on the top, any drop of water bloom falling on the ground can turn into a lake and river, and now, this ten million drop of water has been synthesized into a thin sword weapon like cicada wings in an instant, smooth and transparent.

The sword light flickered, and the illusion of thousands of weather, Mo Beiming Yuan Shen Imperial Sword, did not retreat but advanced, and the sword light was like an antelope hanging horns, facing the light man.

Clang!

The arc splashed in all directions, and the water surged out, like striking the bell of Da Lu, echoing in bursts.

The two were separated with a touch, each of them fell into Netfly, and the next moment they collided together, the two figures became faster and faster, in and out of the green and dark nine skies, between the clouds, the electric light was vertical and horizontal, and the swords were staggered, and I don't know how many times they had hit.

The ground is like a pool of water, and every time it is struck, it sets off a circle of ripples on it.

Rumble!

The dazzling light overflowed, like flowing water flowing through the void, and it is difficult to describe this magnificent and brilliant scene in words, as if it were a moment of splendor that can only be produced when the sun collapses.

The dome was suddenly torn, and thousands of great sword lights fell, and where the light converged, a series of arrogant figures appeared, which were actually Ran of the Ninefold Sword Tower.

Some of the sects that were close to each other also arrived here, and they all landed outside the clouds, stopping and stopping, looking at the figures of the two lightning bolts under the clouds, or watching with bated breath, or whispering and exclaiming, or talking about it.

"Immortal Tribulation! If it is really an Immortal Tribulation, it is only the first Tribulation, it is already so terrifying, it is really hard to imagine what the situation will be like in the next two Tribulations. ”

"Hahahaha! In my opinion, this person wants to live this immortal tribulation, it's difficult!"

"Alas, this Bei Mingzun is still too anxious, the court has reappeared, the immortal road has been reopened, and he has reached the realm of ascending immortals, make more preparations, and the chance of surviving the tribulation will be greater. ”

“......”

There are more and more people outside the vast tribulation clouds, some people hope that Mo Beiming will succeed in the tribulation and set an example for future generations, and there are also some people who want to see this realm power fall here, and witness the existence closest to an immortal in the world, falling on the last step of becoming an immortal, what a pleasure it is.

In a few moments, the two figures were separated at once, and the transformation of the thunder tribulation was full of lightning, and it exploded with a bang, and everything was blown away by the rain and wind, as if it had never appeared.

"Purple Sky Thunder Tribulation....... It's finally over!"

Ming Shiyue breathed a sigh of relief, although he was full of confidence in his friend, he couldn't help but be very worried when it came to the end, and he really pinched a cold sweat for the other party.

After the purple thunder dissipated, the clouds covering the dome rolled for a while, gradually turning from leaden gray to golden red, the temperature in a radius of thousands of miles rose sharply, countless white mist rose above the sea, and the rolling heat wave overflowed.

The next moment, everyone saw the brilliant golden flames falling from the clouds one after another, falling like rain, which was the real fire that only existed in the realm!

The real fire catastrophe has come!