At this moment, his face became cloudy!

He could clearly feel that in the Desolate Ancient World, on the Ancestral Spirit Tree, the wood spirits who were responsible for protecting his life were trying to wake him up!

Before entering the Tiandang Mountain dungeon, he had given an order to the wood spirits not to try to wake them up unless they encountered an extremely urgent situation or something extremely dangerous.

The loyalty of the wood spirits is unquestionable, they are simple-minded, they will not have any crooked thoughts, and they will not be able to deceive themselves, so if they try to wake themselves up, there will only be one possibility, that is, in the wasteland, something big must happen!

However, in the battle with the southern general, he has already achieved a very obvious advantage, and victory is just around the corner!

Just another 1 minute, no! As long as it takes another 50 seconds, he will have great confidence, defeat and kill the southern general, clear the Tiandang Mountain dungeon in one fell swoop, and get the rich reward of the first dungeon!

So...... At this moment, should I continue to stay in the copy of Tiandang Mountain and chase down the southern general, or should I decisively leave the copy and return to the wasteland?

Duan Chen was caught in a dilemma.

It's just that he stopped in place, and less than half a second has passed, and he has already made a decision!

His decision was to leave the copy of Tiandang Mountain and return to the Wasteland!

The reason is actually very simple, the body in the wasteland is the foundation of his life, and there is absolutely no room for the slightest mistake, as for the copy of Tiandang Mountain......

Since he can defeat Nanjiang for the first time, then, in the future, his strength will only get stronger and stronger, and he will have a second and third chance to defeat Nanjiang!

The safety of your body in the wasteland, that's the most important thing! Kill the boss Nan Jiang and clear the Tiandang Mountain dungeon, and you are not in a hurry at this time!

The decision had been made, Duan Chen didn't hesitate any longer, he let out a soft roar, his body soared into the air in an instant, and then turned into a streamer of light and flew out of Tiandang Mountain.

Two seconds later, in the Wasteland, on the Ancestral Spirit Tree, Duan Chen opened his eyes violently.

As soon as he withdrew from the copy of Tiandang Mountain and returned to the desolate realm, a strong sense of palpitation appeared in Duan Chen's heart, as if something extremely terrifying was about to happen!

In front of him, five powerful wood spirits, like five restless little white rabbits, were staring at the sky at a loss.

Outside the Ancestral Spirit Tree, hundreds of streamers rose into the air, and each streamer in the sky represented a powerhouse in the realm of heaven and man.

Most of the powerhouses in the Heavenly Human Realm are just standing in mid-air, with only three streamers, flying towards the Ancestral Spirit Tree.

The three figures that flew towards the Ancestral Spirit Tree were familiar to Duan Chen, they were Patriarch Luo Bai, Elder Cang Sen, and his father Duan Ruixue.

His gaze swept over the faces of the three of them, and Duan Chen raised his head and looked at the sky above him.

At this moment, above his head, a thick cloud of lead like ink had already gathered.

The lead cloud was pulled by a mysterious force between heaven and earth, and was slowly rotating, forming a huge cloud similar to a vortex, more and more dark clouds, were gathering towards this sky, it was still noon, but it became much darker than the twilight hour, with the large number of dark clouds gathered, the wind suddenly rose, turned into a hurricane, and swept in all directions!

Click! Directly above Duan Chen's head, in the center of the swirling clouds, a snow-white arc of electricity emerged, like a dazzling white snake, scurrying among the clouds!

Click! Another bright arc of electricity emerged, illuminating the dim sky under the clouds in an instant!

"Thunder! It turned out to be a thunderstorm! ”

Duan Chen's eyes widened, staring straight at the sky, with a stunned expression on his face.

The arrival of the Thunder Tribulation indicates that the invisible barrier that prevents him from entering the realm of all things has completely disappeared, as long as he survives this tribulation, he can transcend the realm of heaven and man and achieve the legendary realm of all things!

It's just that...... This thunderstorm came too suddenly, didn't it? He hasn't done anything yet!

With his current state, if he hastily dealt with this thunder tribulation, the probability of success of the tribulation was estimated to be no more than 20%!

Thinking of this, Duan Chen decisively cast a secret method to suppress all his breath and vitality!

This kind of hidden secret method is not complicated, almost any Heavenly and Human Realm powerhouse will use it, and its effect is also immediate!

When Duan Chen converging all the aura on his body to the point that there was no trickle left, the deep black clouds in the sky that were originally spinning wildly suddenly stagnated at a staggering speed, like a swarm of bees that had lost their prey, and suddenly became scattered.

After about a minute, the heavy black clouds that gathered above the Great Ancestral Spirit Tree all dissipated, and the sun appeared again, sprinkling endless light and heat onto the earth.

Duan Chen didn't care about the image of the Great Witch at all, sat on the ground, and breathed heavily.

"Ah Chen......" Duan Ruixue walked over and looked at his son with some concern.

The eyes of the old Cang Sen of the "Wu ......" clan flashed with an inexplicable look.

"It's not a big deal, you see, aren't all these clouds gone?" Duan Chen glanced at them and waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Wu, those visions just now should belong to your heavenly calamity, right? This is the legendary catastrophe of all things? When Cang Sen asked this, even his voice trembled a little.

When Luo Bai looked at Duan Chen, his eyes also looked bright.

"Yes, that's my catastrophe." Duan Chen nodded: "It's just that this tribulation came too suddenly, and I wasn't sure that I could get through it, so I could only suppress this tribulation for the time being." ”

Half an hour later.

In the council hall of most of the firewood, all the high-ranking officials of the firewood and most of the firewood, as well as some worshippers loyal to the firewood and stone majority, all gathered here.

The atmosphere seemed very warm.

Elder Cang Sen stood in the center of the meeting hall, his face was tense, not angry and arrogant, he spoke: "Some time ago, the first witch fell into a long sleep, and most of our firewood and stone pillars used to deter this side of the world collapsed, and our firewood tribe became unprecedentedly weak! ”

Looking around, after a pause, Cang Sen continued: "There is no Ten Thousand Things Realm to sit in, most of our firewood and stones, in the 72 most of the Wasteland, is the weakest one!" In this world, weakness is the greatest evil! These days, although it seems to be quite calm, it is because most of our Yu Wei is still there, and Xiaoxiao does not dare to be presumptuous! However, if we continue to be weak, if nothing else, many of the medium-sized tribes under our jurisdiction will have different thoughts and thoughts of disobedience! ”

"You should know very well how most of the Canglan perished, right? Most of the vicissitudes are our lessons from the past! ”

"Just today, the Tribulation of All Things of Wu is coming! What does this mean? Everyone here should know very well, right? Cang Sen's whole body trembled, he clasped his hands tightly, and shouted excitedly: "As long as Wu can survive this Heavenly Tribulation safely, he will become a legendary powerhouse in the realm of all things!" Then, at least in a few hundred years, the position of most of our firewood and stone will become unshakable in the entire wasteland! ”

"All of you here, what I said is clear enough, right? We must drain all the resources of the tribe to help our witches survive this catastrophe! Cang Sen said categorically.