"Boom—"

In the pitch-black void, the thunder that shook the universe lasted for a long time, and at the end of the void and the position where Bai Ye and the others were, they were all filled with terrifying abnormal thunder.

At this moment, they shine brighter than the stars that twinkle above the heavenly dome. They are fierce, and they are stronger than all the monsters that roam the wasteland. They are terrifying, trumping all weirdness and ominous signs.

This is the power of the Heavenly Dao, domineering, fierce, unquestionable, and provocative...... This is a great tribulation, and its power is far greater than the thunder tribulation that ordinary Tribulation monks face.

In the beginning, it originated from Hyuna's Thunder Tribulation. She is a seventh-order demon clan cultivator, and she is the existence of the demon lord realm, for various reasons, Hyuna has never experienced a thunder tribulation, and she has not faced these.

Although her cultivation has been growing, in a sense, she is a pathological cultivation, beyond common sense, and it is really chaotic. And here, in the face of the hunting of this group of raiding monks, under the realm of death, she unleashed her potential, so that she reached an unprecedented peak in the wave of destruction.

And it is precisely because of this that the rules of heaven will detect her and befall her for the calamity she should face. It's a pity that her first crossing happened to be in the presence of Bai Ye.

He is a man with the seal of heaven's sin, destined to be killed by the Heavenly Dao. And at any time, as long as the seal appears from his body, it means that the Heavenly Dao will intervene, suppress him, kill him, and perish.

It is precisely because of this curse that Hyuna's first thunder tribulation is particularly difficult. Even now, it still exists, never disappearing, at most because Hakuya and Hyuna are dying and stop for a while.

However, although it still exists, it has long since changed its nature. As early as the life and death of the white night were uncertain, the sudden attack of the monks of the Crossing Tribulation exposed the aura of all of them, and this action made the Thunder Tribulation extremely powerful.

This made its power far greater than before, and this was deeply felt by Bai Ye. Just when he first appeared, if it weren't for Hou Yi's arrow, I'm afraid he would still not be able to resist the new thunder.

That black spear can actually be regarded as ironclad evidence like a mountain, after being mentally prepared, Bai Ye didn't dare to say that he could easily resist it, but even if Mo Yexue didn't make a move, he could resist it with some means.

Leaving aside other means for the time being, just the endless power contained in the double pupil can block one or two. According to the information that Bai Ye has learned, the three words of the double pupil are like a myth in the wasteland, a symbol of invincibility.

However, if the legend is true, then the heavy pupil is indeed too terrifying. Being able to break through the realm without interruption in such a short period of time, if that is not a recultivator, then that kind of talent, even he has to be admired.

But although I don't know what the reason is, now he has a pair of pupils himself. He knew that these eyes were strange and contained terrifying potential, but he had never developed them carefully and seriously.

He carried too much and left him too little time. It made him feel urgent and tired. But cultivation has always been like this, and sometimes once you set foot on such a path, you are destined to be involuntarily.

It is a kind of rebellion, and the original intention of the rebel may be for fate, or maybe for immortality. The practice of a monk is destined to go through countless tribulations, and he is destined to experience endless tribulations.

Bai Ye understands that sometimes it may be tiring to resist, but if sometimes they don't even resist, then they won't even have a chance to help themselves.

Just like now, White Night will still accept the baptism of endless thunder, but he does not show how tired he retreats. His nature is never to run away, and he will face all the hardships on the path of cultivation.

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"Boom-"

Another terrifying roar sounded from the void, and with its appearance, countless cracks appeared in the void. They stretch like a great river and stream, and their scope is becoming more and more extensive, but they also invisibly illustrate the horror of this catastrophe.

This is not the case today, and everything in the world today is far from being comparable to the famine. In terms of space alone, it is far less solid than it was during the flood.

Maybe it's because of the long years, maybe the old world really exists. In today's world, everything is in tatters, everything is in decline.

The aura of heaven and earth is drying up day by day, the heavens and the earth, the materials and the treasures are gone, and the new generation of living beings is not as good as the generation, and the strength of the sect and the Taoist system is becoming more and more ...... This is the status quo, everything is declining, like a river flowing backwards.

And cultivation is a process of going against the current, the way of heaven is everything else, and all cultivation is like fish.

If the breakthrough is compared to the carp jumping over the dragon gate and climbing the waterfall, then the road ahead is now broken, and there is not even a waterfall left, and everything depends on the monks themselves.

"Roar—"

Under the endless pain, Bai Ye's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He roared, and the blood in Zhen's body flowed several times faster than before, and in an instant, endless black and white runes condensed from around his body.

Just now, he was still carrying the burning emotion, and forcibly deduced the vertical and horizontal path with his own flesh and blood, cutting a sea of thunder falling from the sky in half, revealing his endless ferocity.

After being reborn, his body had become completely different from the original. This point can be seen by looking inward, and it can be seen very clearly.

Now he is not only the distribution of blood and meridians, but also the number of bones and the subtleties of shape...... It's all completely different from what it used to be.

And what shocked him the most was his heart. When he woke up, he subconsciously took a look at the internal condition of his body, and wanted to see his injuries through such a popular method.

But what shocked him was his body, from head to toe, every corner, every position...... There was not the slightest trace of damage.

The changes in the blood, meridians, bones, etc., in fact, he can accept them for a while. But the only thing he couldn't understand was his own heart.

Because now his chest is empty, and there's nothing in it. The original two hearts have been destroyed by the thunderstorm, and if nothing else, he should actually be turned to ashes, but he has ink night snow and white crisp.

In fact, what Bai Ye didn't know was that as a woman who had watched over the endless years in reincarnation, his Xue'er had already become different from when he was in the wilderness.

Waiting is an irritating thing because it can bring the pain of loneliness to a person. And loneliness is precisely what the vast majority of living beings cannot bear.

Some people, some beings, sometimes after they have experienced something, they tend to have a great change in temperament and become very different from the original.

Sometimes, they can even be described as two completely different people. And Mo Yexue has not undergone the same changes as the person mentioned in that example, but in the watch that has taken endless years, she has been watching reincarnation.

When she looks at reincarnation, it is equivalent to watching the life and death of others. What reincarnation is and what it is something that only the dead and those who are qualified to be reborn have the fate to see it.

And Mo Yexue continued this process for nearly an entire era. She was waiting, she was watching, and she was arranging everything in advance. Like White Night, she is looking forward to meeting again every moment, looking forward to being together for real.

But there is one point, it is the little abacus in her heart. That is, since the rebirth of the white night, she has actually been by his side all the time, but she has divided herself into two in the way she has realized.

Her body is a burning love, a long sickle, a Taoist soldier in the previous life of the white night. Her soul is the seal, which is related to reincarnation, but even she can't tell the connection.

It's just that the Soul Refining Tomb is actually very domineering, she has actually fused with that scythe for a long time, it is her, she is it. Even if it is a separation, it is temporary. So from the very beginning, she was already injured.

Although the injury is not incurable, it is unimaginably difficult to recover. She had planned it from the beginning, and everything she did would not let Hakuya know.

She'd waited too long, and she didn't want another parting after the reunion. The white night has long been a taboo for her, and this taboo cannot be violated. If there is a violator, the only way to go is to perish, just like Mu Xiaozi at the beginning.

In the previous life, from the snowy night they first saw on the shore of the endless sea, until he was about to fall, he deliberately left a means of saving her life...... In the meantime, although he had always regarded her as a maid on the surface, his actions had earned her an unchallengeable position throughout the wilderness.

And now, she could see through the way this guy communicated with her when he resisted the thunderstorm, and even though all these years had passed, he was still the same, protecting her intentionally or unintentionally with his mean appearance at that time.

............

Mo Yexue thought of this, and the burning emotions in Bai Ye's hands couldn't help but tremble a few times, emitting a ripple-like glimmer in the darkness. The glimmer was ink-colored, not dazzling, but incomparably brilliant and gorgeous, giving people a feeling of comfort from the bottom of their hearts.

But Mo Yexue couldn't help but think of a poem he had read in an ancient dojo when he was still his maid.

The poem was called "Drumming" and was written by an unknown monk in the wilderness. Although the author is unknown, his poems are widely circulated and are regarded as a model among the group cultivators. And the content of the poem also appeared in her mind, as if a voice echoed.

"Life and death are broad, and Zicheng said. ”

"Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son. ”

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