As if sensing the provocation of Bailu Weng's momentum, the clouds immediately emitted lightning and thunder to form a rumbling thunder.

"The hour has come." Bailu Weng silently recited, but a relieved and relaxed smile bloomed on his face.

It's like knowing the exact time of your limit, and this day is naturally pinching the seconds. I really waited for the end, but I was relaxed, because it was impossible to see this moment.

"Come on, the old man has been cultivating for a thousand years, just waiting for today." Bailu Weng casually threw his crutches into the lake, and then floated up and took the initiative to face the clouds.

With an immediate boom, the clouds began to spin rapidly to form a huge whirlpool, as if some extremely terrifying power was brewing.

However, before the thunder tribulation fell, the power of another law descended one step ahead and directly blocked the space within a radius of a hundred miles, even the old monsters of the Mahayana period who were close to the tribulation period did not want to escape from this area.

At this time, one of the three old monsters in the Mahayana period dressed as a Confucian calmly took out a roll of blank bamboo slips and a carving knife, as if to burn down what happened next in detail. The two Mahayana period old monsters next to them just glanced at the seemingly ordinary carving knife, and then locked their eyes back on Bailu Weng.

However, Bailu Weng, who was in the blockade area, seemed very calm, because he knew very well that there was no point in escaping in the face of the Heavenly Tribulation.

At this time, the long-awaited thunder tribulation was finally brewed, and immediately the first three thunder tribulations slashed down in the thunder that shook the sky.

The spectators who were hiding in the extreme distance only saw three thick thunderbolts released from the center of the Vortex Cloud Tribulation, which directly bombarded Bailu Weng's body.

Bailu Weng was immediately struck into the lake by the thunderstorm without any suspense, and exploded a column of water more than 100 meters high!

This is only the first thunderstorm, but the power is already terrifying.

However, the second six thunder tribulations came one after another, and they would not give the tribulators a second of respite at all.

However, because Bailu Weng had laid out the "Close to the End of the World" formation nearby in advance, and let that Zizhu Gong be in charge of presiding over the big array, this second and six thunder tribulations were directly delayed for nearly half a second before falling on Bailu Weng's head.

Don't underestimate this half second, for a big demon like Bailu Weng, it is enough for him to calmly complete several spell preparations.

Immediately, I saw that layers of spell barriers suddenly stood up on the surface of the lake, and then it was easily shattered by a wave of six thunder tribulations and went straight into the lake.

Suddenly, the entire Bailu Lake was surging with thunder, as if it had become a boiling thunder pool.

At this time, the third Nine Thunder Tribulations came one after another one after another, causing the spectators in the distance to feel chills from the bottom of their hearts.

Suddenly, a white light broke through the surface of the thunderous lake, and slammed straight into the third and ninth thunder tribulation.

I saw that in the midst of a loud bang, the third Nine Thunder Tribulations were actually smashed into an arc of lightning by the white light.

It was only then that everyone saw the white light, a handsome and extraordinary white deer.

"I didn't expect that the third thunder tribulation forced the old man to show his original form." The white deer's eyes were full of divine light, and the white fur of the whole body was as white as snow, and the mysterious golden inscriptions lit up. This golden inscription is exactly the same as the golden inscription on the old turtle's body, but it is more complex and mysterious. When the golden text lit up, he automatically separated from his body and held up a golden barrier beside Bailu.

At this time, the Fourth Heavenly Tribulation, which had paused for half a second, came again, but this time it was not the Thunder Tribulation, but the Fire Tribulation!

I saw three wisps of calamity flames floating in and directly passing through the golden barrier and burrowing into Bailu's body.

Immediately, the white deer let out a muffled snort in pain, and the white fur on his whole body also scorched black at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it changed from a white deer to a black deer, and it was still covered in green smoke, as if it had been roasted from the inside out by the three wisps of calamity.

At this time, the fifth and sixth wisps of calamity flame floated in, and once again ignored the barrier of the golden barrier and burrowed into Bailu's body.

The white deer, who was being ravaged by the flames, immediately rolled on the ground in pain, as if he was enduring the severe torture of all his organs.

However, the Heavenly Tribulation would not have the slightest mercy, and the sixth and nine wisps of Tribulation Flame directly came and drilled into the Seven Apertures of the White Deer, as if even his Yuan Shen was going to be burned this time.

At the critical moment, Jin Wen, who had left his body, suddenly retracted into Bailu's body, and firmly suppressed the raging calamity.

The white deer took the opportunity to cast a spell to restore his vitality and prepare for the final triple tribulation.

"Thunder, fire, wind, and the three calamities, surviving through them is the way to ascend to the sky." Bailu looked up at the thunderclouds churning over the clouds, and muttered to himself the valuable experience that those predecessors had summed up with their own lives.

Suddenly, an invisible breeze blew, and Bailu suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and his body was a little disobedient, as if the original spirit was frozen.

Immediately followed by another breeze, the white deer saw a flower in front of his eyes, as if his soul was leaving his body.

Then another wisp of wind blew, and immediately an indescribable pain was applied to his primordial spirit, as if it was about to blow his primordial spirit away.

The shocked and discolored Bailu hurriedly calmed his mind, urged the Jin Wen Secret Method, and forcibly pulled his almost soulless Yuan Shen back into his body.

The palpitating Bailu had no time to check the injury of his Yuan Shen, because the strange breeze was blowing again.

"I didn't expect that the final triple wind tribulation was even more weird than what was recorded in the classics!" The old Confucian of the Mahayana period had been brushing and recording the earth-shattering heavenly tribulations in front of him, and let out an exclamation: "No wonder nearly seventy percent of the past generations of catastrophes have fallen on this wind tribulation. ”

Another Mahayana old monster with a big bald head next to him closed his eyes slightly, and the electric light of the aisle flashed, and he sneered: "I didn't expect that there are things in this world that you are afraid of. ”

"It is better to be fearful than to be fearless." The old Confucian smiled and saluted back, as if he meant something, but he didn't do much of the verbal dispute, and continued to burn with a knife.

The bald old monster of the Mahayana period who was bored just snorted lightly with an unhappy face, and continued to pay attention to the process of Bailu's tribulation.

And the one of the three old monsters in the Mahayana period who has not spoken has been wearing a kudzu cloth cloth and bare feet, like an old farmer who has just returned from the field, at this moment, I heard him sigh softly: "If this white deer has no other hole cards, I am afraid that he will not be able to survive the eighth heavenly tribulation." ”

Before the words fell, he suddenly saw the blood on the white deer's body, and his whole body seemed to have suffered thousands of criss-crossing scars in an instant, and the key was that these scars were all fatal wounds that were deep and visible.

This kind of destructive power that completely ignores defense is probably only something that the Heavenly Tribulation can easily do, but all this is just the appearance, and the real lethal killing move is invisible.

At this moment, Bailu only felt that there was no pain in his whole body, the kind of intense pain that could make people go crazy from the pain to the bone marrow and directly to the soul, and even had a messy hallucination in front of his eyes in the severe pain. To be able to maintain a clear mind under such severe pain is to have extraordinary concentration, let alone continue to resist the most terrifying Ninth Heavenly Tribulation!

For a while, all the spectators were staring at the violently churning clouds with bated breath, only to see that there were three-colored lights surging in the heavy clouds, and then a wisp of calamity flame floated down, and then the wind tribulation swept away, and in an instant, the fire turned into a dragon of wind and fire in the sky by the wind.

The wind and fire dragon was sweeping the sky, and the sky was covered by the sky, and I saw the dragon's mouth open wide and hold a three-color wind and fire thunderball and rush down.

With such a terrifying might, if it really comes, I am afraid that a radius of thousands of miles will be turned into scorched earth. Frightened, many of the spectators turned their heads and ran away, but only the three Mahayana old monsters standing at the forefront were calm and abnormal. Because the three of them know very well that this Nine Heavenly Tribulation seems terrifying, but in fact it will not affect the innocent, of course, provided that you don't get too close or die and intervene.

"It's over......," the old man dressed as a Confucian sighed lightly and put down his knife and pen.

Immediately, I saw the Wind and Fire Dragon swooping down with a three-color Wind and Fire Thunderball in its mouth, and crashed headlong into Bai Lu, who seemed to have completely lost its ability to resist.

Immediately, the thunder rushed into the sky, and all the things shining in the whole world were discolored and white.

The few spectators who remained in place felt as if they had lost all external perception at this moment, and all that was left was white in front of them, their ears buzzing and no other sounds could be heard. Even the air was evacuated at this moment, and it was like a suffocation.

However, this kind of anomaly quickly disappeared with the fainting light of the dazzling thunder, and the heaven and earth soon returned to their original color. However, Bailu Lake, which was originally like a paradise, has completely disappeared, leaving only a huge crater with a diameter of 1,000 meters in its place.

But both the clouds and the white deer are gone.

"Ugh." The old Mahayana monster who looked like an old farmer let out an invisible sigh and was about to turn away.

"Hey, wait!" The old Confucian suddenly let out a soft sigh, and immediately took a step forward and teleported to the sky above the giant pit.

The bald old monster and the old farmer looked at each other and teleported to the sky above the giant pit to look down, and saw that there was still half a charred deer skin left at the bottom of the pitch black pit, and there were still a few broken golden inscriptions on the deer skin.

The three Mahayana old monsters glanced at each other, as if in a silent exchange about the ownership of the half of the deerskin.

Suddenly, the charred deerskin shone with a touch of golden light, and then the golden inscription automatically detached from the deerskin, and the deerskin immediately weathered into smoke.

The three Mahayana old monsters didn't know what to do, and they all took a few steps back.

I saw the golden inscriptions hanging in the air flickering and emitting a strange light, but these lights were like silk threads intertwined with each other and condensed into a human body phantom, and then the human body phantom gradually condensed into a handsome young man.

The three Mahayana period old monsters glanced at each other, and they all smiled bitterly, and then they all congratulated the young man: "Congratulations to the White Deer Daoist for successfully boarding the Tongtian Avenue. ”

The corner of the young man's mouth smiled and nodded slightly, and with a slight wave of his hand, four rays of Hongmeng strange light were separated, three of which hit the three of them, and the other strange light penetrated somewhere underground and directly into the Zizhu Gong's body.

The three Mahayana old monsters were not shocked or rejoiced, and hurriedly let this ray of Hongmeng strange light enter their bodies, and immediately seemed to sense a connection with the Heavenly Dao in the dark. The three of them hurriedly bowed down again to thank them, and then in the envious eyes of the three of them, a golden light suddenly descended from above the nine heavens and enveloped the young man.

The young man reluctantly glanced at Bailu Lake, where only a huge pit remained, and then resolutely faced the Cotai Avenue and went straight up for nine days and completely disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

The old Confucian raised his head to the sky and let out a long sigh, then took out a bamboo slip and a knife and pen to record the last paragraph at the end: Spring and Autumn Li, Ding Younian, Gengxu Month, Ji Si Ri, Si Hour, Tianyuan Continent Bailu Continent, the spirit beast Bailu Tribulation successfully soared to the fairy world. Yan Yuan witnessed the notes to pass them on to future generations.

The bald old monster chuckled, "Do you want to have a drink?" We haven't seen each other in 300 years, right? It's rare to meet without a drink, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future. ”

The old Confucian glanced at the bald old monster deeply, nodded and said, "It's okay, it's just to see you off in advance for the old drunkard." ”

The bald old monster pointed at the old Confucian and laughed: "You old sour Confucian is always so unforgiving, and you don't have a good word." ”

At this time, the old farmer arched his hand and said, "Little old man, I still have half a ridge of field and I haven't finished hoeing grass, so I'll go first." ”

The old Confucian politely said: "I hope that the old brother will tell the old man a big word, the old man may have to wait a few days to go to Momen to disturb you." ”

The old farmer asked curiously, "Yan Sheng, is he going to find the reincarnation of that saint?" ”

"Exactly." Old Confucian smiled and said, "But he is just a visitor from outside the world, not the reincarnation of a saint. ”

The old peasant's eyes flashed, and he nodded slightly and disappeared in place.

The bald-headed old monster on the side rubbed his head, grinned and asked, "I said, why did you, an old sour man, suddenly come all the way to Bailuzhou, it turned out that you came to find someone." ”

The old Confucian chuckled and said, "Aren't you an old drunkard too?" ”

The bald old monster laughed a few times, didn't admit it or deny it, and urged him to drink it first and then talk about these mundane things.

The three old monsters of the Mahayana period seemed to ignore the Zizhu Gong who was hiding in the ground and left one after another, so that the Cave Void Venerable approached here one after another to admire the ruins left by the Heavenly Tribulation, which could be regarded as feeling the horror of the power of the Heavenly Tribulation in advance.

And Murong Feng, who was thousands of miles away, immediately let out a soft sigh when he sensed the end of the Heavenly Tribulation: "That White Deer Weng has successfully survived the Heavenly Tribulation and ascended to the Immortal Realm. ”

Jianmu Shuzu on the side was very curious: "This White Deer Continent is thousands of miles away from our Jiuqiu Continent, I don't know how you know about it?" ”

Murong Feng chuckled and said, "Because I have a few of my subordinates who happened to be near the White Deer Lake and watched the entire process of the Heavenly Tribulation. ”

The sword idiot immediately knew that the subordinates in Murong Feng's mouth were probably those elusive shadow squads.

Jianmu didn't ask much, and instead muttered: "According to what His Majesty said, the white deer has successfully ascended to the immortal realm, and the demon clans in the wild forest may have become a piece of fat in the eyes of all forces." ”

Murong Feng sneered: "This is not a solid Jianmu Great God, you are worried, because I have already let out the words, from now on, all the demons in the wild forest will be taken care of by the deity, if anyone dares to move, I will dare to kill!" ”

Jianmu raised his eyebrows, and then chuckled: "Then the old man will be relieved, after all, those demon clans are also the same clan of the old man anyway." ”

Murong Feng squinted at the old tree spirit and smiled, like an old fox and a little fox......

The sword idiot on the side shivered inexplicably, and subconsciously moved away from the two of them.

Murong Feng picked up the tea bowl and blew it gently, changed the topic and smiled: "Great God Jianmu, I'm going back to the Golden City soon, I don't know if you are going back with me?" Or come back a few days later? ”