Time passed, and He Xiaoshi cultivated quietly and hard for three years in the second layer of the nine-story demon tower.

During this period, He Xiaoshi's cultivation was further stabilized, and the golden pill in the spiritual sea became more and more brilliant, providing the entire body with an aura that was several times stronger and richer than before.

The aura exuded by He Xiaoshi was also more and more staring, just standing in place, it gave people a sense of unshakable power, and with a wave of his hand, the oppressive air roared endlessly.

This is the manifestation of He Xiaoshi's physical strength to the extreme!

At the same time, in the past three years, he continued to simulate various cultivation environments, conjuring up the enemies he had encountered and fighting hard.

At this time, He Xiaoshi is a powerful monk facing the peak of Yuanying, and he will not be oppressed by the powerful coercion and lose his mind, even if he does not have the strength to fight, it is enough to protect himself.

However, in the past three years in the Nine-Story Demon Tower, He Xiaoshi always felt a feeling of palpitations enveloping him.

He Xiaoshi understood that it must be a catastrophe from the outside world!

He Xiaoshi entered the second layer of the Nine-Story Demon Tower, and naturally had the intention of improving his cultivation as soon as possible, but more importantly, he still wanted to avoid the Heavenly Tribulation.

After all, for ninety out of nine Yuan Infant Cultivators, the Heavenly Tribulation was more terrifying than the Devil.

This is a punishment from heaven, or a test, that cannot be avoided.

"Since you can't dodge, then just face it," He Xiaoshi muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with confidence.

After three years of cultivation, he has already become much stronger, and he already has the courage to face the color of cultivation and become a catastrophe.

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Tianmen Mountain.

The surviving disciples of the Heavenly Gate, under the leadership of the two Jiedan monks, are repairing the collapsed Star Picking Tower, as well as various buildings that have been destroyed.

I have to say that Tianmen has a deep heritage, even though it has suffered a huge blow, but there are still many strong people, in just a few days, the Tianmen monks have relied on their magical powers, plus the requisitioned many mortals, and the Tianmen has basically become a ruin, and it has recovered a little majestic.

It's just that the Great Array of Heavens and Stars has been destroyed, the true spirit of the Immortal Emperor has dissipated, the portraits of those ancestors who have ascended have all been destroyed, and the Great Array of Heavenly Gate is also not one in ten......

The foundation of the Heavenly Gate is already unstable, and it is difficult to restore the glory of the past.

If it weren't for the imminent catastrophe of heaven and earth, perhaps the forces of the outside world would have interfered in the internal affairs of Tianmen a long time ago.

The busy Tianmen monks, in the position of dozens of zhang in front of the Star Picking Tower, there was an open space close to the circle, even if it was a Jiedan monk, when they passed by that open space, they had to tremble and salute.

In the middle of the clearing, this huge bluestone was suspended, and above the bluestone sat a person with a restrained breath all over his body, and in front of this person, a pure golden nine-story demon tower was hovering quietly, and from time to time it flowed out a strong power of time.

This person is the demon clan powerhouse Feng Jingyuan, whose body is a fire phoenix, and he has been guarding this tower since He Xiaoshi drilled into the nine-story demon tower.

As a great demon of the same level as the true immortal, the gate of heaven that has lost its original glory is naturally afraid, and can only be respected.

On the second floor of the nine-story demon tower, the speed of time is a hundred times that of the outside world, since the outside world has passed four days, then in the nine-story demon tower, more than a year has passed.

This day, dusk.

Feng Yuan, who closed his eyes, suddenly looked at the nine-story demon tower with a casual feeling, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

At this moment, the nine-story demon tower suddenly shook slightly, and then a golden light shot out from the second layer.

At the same time, the red sunset hanging in the west suddenly lost its brilliance, and was robbed of color by a dark cloud as black as ink.

Then, this black cloud began to grow wildly, and the black clouds in all directions were also born for no reason.

In an instant, darkness reigned, and darkness fell.

Of course, all these visions can only be truly felt by the practitioners, those mortals, who have been living in a false world, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, and spending their lives in an ordinary and happy life.

Sometimes, ignorance is a true happiness.

As the canopy of heaven was covered by black clouds, the Tianmen monks looked at Feng Jingyuan with a great change in their faces, their eyes were full of horror, except for those few Jiedan monks, the other monks even knelt directly to the ground.

These Heavenly Gate monks naturally thought that this kind of celestial phenomenon was caused by Feng Jingyuan.

Feng Jingyuan naturally didn't explain anything, he didn't have these things in his eyes, but looked up at the sky.

Most of the black clouds began to gather towards the top of Feng Jingyuan's head, and then began to rotate slowly, and in an instant, a huge pitch-black vortex composed of black clouds was formed in a radius of dozens of zhang.

The pitch-black vortex kept spinning counterclockwise, and the black clouds like ink began to move slowly downward, turning into a funnel-like shape, with the center as bright as a mirror, and a bright and huge lightning bolt.

Like the devil's one-eyed.

Bright electric wires, like dragons, swim on the edge of the black vortex, rich in destructive power, filling every inch of air.

"It's ...... Tribulation?" One of the monks in the Heavenly Gate said in a trembling voice.

Another Jiedan monk looked at Feng Jingyuan in awe, and said to himself in disbelief: "Could it be that the demon clan senior is going to cross the catastrophe?"

Then, the man shook his head and wondered, "The Monk's Ascension Tribulation is much more powerful than this, not to mention the True Immortal Tribulation, what is going on......?"

Without waiting for this person to guess again, the fellow beside him pointed to Feng Jingyuan's side.

This person looked over, and saw that beside Feng Jingyuan, a golden figure began to be translucent and gradually condensed.

This figure is naturally He Xiaoshi.

As He Xiaoshi appeared in the outside world, his aura was perceived by heaven and earth, and the Heavenly Tribulation, which had disappeared, appeared at the same time with extreme precision.

"The catastrophe can only be passed by oneself, don't say me, even the immortal king can't bear the power of the catastrophe for others, once it is affected, the power of the catastrophe will rise sharply, and the person who is forced to intervene will cross the catastrophe again," Feng Jingyuan glanced at He Xiaoshi, and then sensed that He Xiaoshi's aura was much stronger again, and said with a little surprise.

He Xiaoshi nodded, indicating that he understood, and at the same time made a junior to Feng Jingyuan, thanking the other party for his protection in the past few days.

Feng Jingyuan waved his hand nonchalantly, and asked with a smile: "Looking at your appearance, can you say that you are ready to deal with the catastrophe?"

He Xiaoshi's expression was calm, and he said, "I want to try." ”

Feng Jingyuan bowed slightly, and then his lips moved slightly, and he passed on part of his experience of crossing the tribulation to He Xiaoshi.

He Xiaoshi thanked him earnestly, and then with the gray light under his feet, his body drew an afterimage and came into mid-air.

Maybe he had only sensed He Xiaoshi's breath before, and He Xiaoshi's body had not completely appeared in the outside world, so the Heavenly Tribulation had always been hidden.

However, when He Xiaoshi's figure fully appeared and swaggered into the air, a thick bright lightning bolt lit up in the ink cloud.

On Tianmen Mountain, there is a pure white color.

He Xiaoshi's golden figure is exposed to pure white!

He Xiaoshi raised his head, looked at the pitch-black funnel vortex above his head, and suddenly let out a soft roar.

A rebellious and domineering aura from the depths of the bloodline spreads out.

"Wow!"

An arm-thick lightning flashed brightly, and in a flash it draped over He Xiaoshi's head.

He Xiaoshi's eyes shot out two golden rays of light in the lightning, and a gray cloud appeared under his feet.

He Xiaoshi stepped on the gray cloud with both feet, his body slightly sideways, and then clenched his right fist, and smashed towards the arm-thick lightning without any fancy fancy!

On top of his right fist, a layer of golden light like a substance was shrouded, and his whole body was full of energy, and the golden light and red glow bloomed alternately at the same time.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

He Xiaoshi's fist smashed on the lightning, and on the surface of his body, countless bright electric wires flickered non-stop, making a "crackling" sound, and then a trace of green smoke came out.

He Xiaoshi's body trembled violently, and he recovered as before.

And the lightning that was the thickness of an arm was directly punched by He Xiaoshi, and it was smashed into a little bit of broken light.

"Buzz ......"

A muffled and hurried voice suddenly came out in the swirl of black clouds, followed by the continuous thunder rolling in from the distant sky, in all directions.

The thunder rally in the center of the huge vortex funnel, and then there was a blast of thunder that resounded through the heavens and the earth!

"Boom!"

The sky seemed to be angry at He Xiaoshi's disrespect before, and after the thunder, a lightning bolt the thickness of a water tank turned into a bright pillar of light, and smashed directly into the top of He Xiaoshi's head.

He Xiaoshi didn't have time to do anything, his entire body was hit by this lightning, and his body fell rapidly, smashing to the ground.

The ground shook slightly, and then a huge black hole in the shape of a man appeared, and then lightning fell, destroying the black hole in a mess.

Above the ground, there were criss-crossed black cracks.

Seeing this, Feng Jingyuan frowned slightly, as if he was a little surprised by the power of the heavenly realm, this was just the beginning, and the power of lightning alone was so strong.

In the distance, the two Heavenly Gate Sect Cultivators had been whispering.

They were also in the realm of the Dan Dynasty, and it was difficult to understand why the Heavenly Tribulation would usher in the Dan Period, and it was so powerful.

After seeing He Xiaoshi's punch shattering the arm-thick lightning again, he suddenly felt his mouth dry.

Being targeted by Tianmen is enough to show their talent and excellence, but in the face of He Xiaoshi's punch, it is difficult for them to take it.

Then, the bolt of lightning the thickness of the water tank slammed down.

The two men felt that they might have turned into ashes under such a devastating blow.

"Come to think of it, that divine ape should have suffered ...... too"

One of the monks had not finished his sentence before he had closed his mouth firmly.

Around the black hole of human nature, which was destroyed by lightning, a huge crack like a spider web suddenly cracked, and in the crack, a dazzling golden light rushed out, and there was a red glow of red light in the process.

Then, the earth and rocks splashed, the smoke and dust rushed into the sky, and He Xiaoshi rushed out of the black hole with golden light all over his body, and stood firmly on the ground.

At the moment, his whole body was covered with green smoke and hair, and his hair was scorched black in some places, but in the golden light, those scorched places were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And He Xiaoshi's breath was not weakened in the slightest, but even stronger.

"Is this still flesh and blood?" said the man who had just closed his mouth, his face full of disbelief.

Just as He Xiaoshi had just stabilized his body, the lightning, which was thicker than before, shot down from the center of the whirlpool again, and this time it was not one, but a full nine!

The nine bolts of lightning the thickness of the water tank, with an incomparably strong destructive power, slammed down on He Xiaoshi on the ground.

Before the lightning came, the wind had swept in!