Huang Xi is specialized in this line of work, with his cultivation of the Wind Tribulation, he is still cultivating the "Wind and Cloud Jue" that specializes in improving speed, and the speed alone is even comparable to the Fire Tribulation powerhouse, and he is extremely good at concealment, and after each hand, he can perfectly avoid those monks who are chasing after him.

When Yan Moyu triggered the vitality of wind and fire, Huang Xi had a premonition that there would be a big business today, and the monks who dared to survive the wind and fire catastrophe would naturally not be able to burn anywhere in the heavenly treasures on their bodies.

Huang Xi also secretly prayed in his heart that it was best for this monk to die miserably, and it was best to be directly shattered by the Heavenly Tribulation, so that there would be more or less more precious heavenly and earthly treasures flowing out.

Huang Xi, who has been doing this business all year round, hates the existence of Qiankun Heaven and Earth, and most of the monks will basically put their most precious treasures into Qiankun Heaven and Earth, so that he can get a lot less harvest.

"Something is wrong, why has this wind and fire aura been gathering for so long?"

Huang Xi frowned, three hours had passed, but the wind and fire aura around here was still gathering.

"Isn't it that someone has crossed the catastrophe, but that a treasure has been born?"

Huang Xi guessed in his heart.

"No, no, I can't be wrong about the movement of the tribulation, could it be that the heavenly tribulation caused by this monk is relatively strong, so it takes a long time to brew?"

Huang Xi then guessed.

The stronger the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, the more beneficial it is to Huang Xi, he has seen the Heavenly Tribulation brewing for more than two hours, the power is really devastating, that monk didn't even survive the first Heavenly Tribulation, and was split into ashes by the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Brew a little longer, the longer the better, the longer you brew, the faster you will die!"

Thinking of the treasure that was about to arrive, Huang Xi couldn't help but smile.

"Boss, there's a rat lurking around, do you want me to kill him?"

Xiao Jiao asked with his teeth barred, as long as Yan Moyu gave an order, he would tear the mouse to pieces.

"No need, you can retreat a little farther, I'm afraid my wind and fire catastrophe is not so easy to overcome, and it won't be good to involve you too!"

Yan Moyu took a deep breath and said.

Xiao Jiao nodded, he also felt the abnormality of the wind and fire aura around him, and on the basis of the original, he withdrew for another five hundred miles.

After another five hours, the wind and fire aura that had been gathered for eight hours finally transformed into the Wind and Fire Tribulation, and the black clouds of the calamity floated in, covering a radius of five hundred miles.

Huang Xi had already retreated two hundred miles in advance, avoiding the range of the Cloud Tribulation, such a large range of Cloud Tribulation Huang Xi had seen it for the first time, this kind of Heavenly Tribulation power was naturally not weak, with his cultivation, even if he was rubbed a little by the Heavenly Tribulation, the result must be wiped out.

Black wind, black fire, in the dark clouds, Yan Moyu saw the black wind and black fire!

"Damn it!"

Yan Moyu couldn't help but let out an exclamation in his heart!

The black wind is the doomsday calamity, the black fire, he has seen it before, the dark and cold fire!

Yan Moyu himself has experienced the power of the Yin and Yin Cold Fire, but isn't this the unique flame of the Holy Body of the Netherfire, why did he have the Yin and Cold Fire when he crossed the Wind and Fire Tribulation?

"Don't you say. Wind and fire catastrophe, the wind and fire between heaven and earth may appear, although the holy body is unique, but it still can't escape the rules of heaven and earth? ”

Yan Moyu couldn't help but guess.

If it's just the cold fire of the gloom, it is still possible to survive this catastrophe, but the cold fire of the gloom and the calamity of the doomsday will simply not make people live.

In desperation, Yan Moyu can only mention the spirit of twelve, this time the catastrophe is very dangerous, and the slightest carelessness will break his bones, now he only wants that his current body can withstand it, if he really can't withstand it, then he will be the first time, and he will do his best to protect his world.

Because Yu Duhuan's body is sleeping in his world at this time!

The golden body turned six times, Yan Moyu's body was golden, and the gluttonous gold patterns were shining, and a golden gluttony appeared on his body.

"Whew!"

The black wind fell, and as soon as the doomsday disaster wind came out, a radius of hundreds of miles was like the end of the world, and everything turned into powder.

"It's so powerful!"

Huang Xi, who was watching the play from a distance, couldn't help but shrink his neck, and his body involuntarily retreated, for fear that the wisp of black wind would touch him.

"Gluttonous gold, devour!"

Yan Mo Yu slapped out with one palm, and the golden gluttony roared, swallowing this doomsday disaster into his stomach in one bite!

The endless doomsday calamity made Yan Moyu truly appreciate what the apocalyptic feeling is.

The gluttonous gold vein, which was enough to devour everything, also looked a little powerless in the face of this doomsday calamity, and after persisting for a cup of tea, the gluttonous gold vein shattered.

Yan Moyu gritted his teeth and slammed his fist on the Doomsday Calamity, and the powerful fist force scattered the Doomsday Calamity.

However, the moment Yan Moyu's fist touched the Doomsday Calamity, his fist was eroded by the Doomsday Calamity and randomized into powder.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yan Moyu immediately cut off his right arm, which prevented the erosion of the doomsday calamity. Otherwise, as long as Yan Moyu took a step slower, his body was very likely to be eroded by the Doomsday Wind and completely dissipate, and the erosion rate of the Doomsday Wind could be much faster than he imagined.

At this time, Yan Moyu's forehead was full of sweat, and even the gluttonous gold pattern could not withstand the doomsday calamity, and even the six turns of the golden body could not resist this apocalyptic calamity, the power of this wind and fire catastrophe was too exaggerated, right?

"Other people's catastrophes don't seem so terrifying, do they?"

Yan Moyu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The doomsday calamity wind and the cold fire of the gloom, not to mention these two horrors, even if there is only any of them, it is enough to make Yan Moyu die without a place to be buried.

"Wind Demon!"

In desperation, Yan Moyu can only summon the wind demon, as for whether this wind demon can stop this doomsday disaster, anyway, he is not sure at all, and he can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

"Give me refining!"

With Yan Mo Yu roaring, a trace of crimson light flashed in the Wind Demon's body.

In order to resist this apocalyptic wind, Yan Moyu did not hesitate to use the power of the Holy Body.

"Buzz!"

After the wind demon inhaled a wisp of doomsday wind, his cyan body was suddenly blackened, and black sarcomas even appeared on his body.

The doomsday calamity wind is constantly colliding in the body of the wind demon, and the wind demon will collapse at any time!

If it weren't for the suppression of the power of the Holy Body, then the wind demon that Yan Moyu had worked so hard to condense would probably be completely destroyed.

With the continuous injection of the doomsday calamity, the wind demon's body has become a powder keg, once the balance is broken, the wind demon's body bursts open, and the doomsday calamity that comes out is enough to destroy everything, even Yan Moyu, it is not immune.

Yan Moyu didn't dare to be careless, and the power of the holy body was continuously injected into the wind demon, trying to maintain the balance in the wind demon's body.

With the continuous infusion of the power of the Holy Body and the Doomsday Calamity, the Wind Demon's body became larger and larger, and when the Wind Demon's Holy Body swelled to a thousand feet, it could be seen clearly even from a hundred miles away.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, a sarcoma on the Wind Demon's body ruptured, and a doomsday wind mixed with the power of the Holy Body rushed out.

Yan Moyu's face changed greatly, and his body flickered away from this doomsday calamity, which flew hundreds of miles and sank into a mountain range, which turned into powder in an instant.

Rao is Yan Moyu couldn't help but gasp, the power of this doomsday disaster was really amazing.

The cold fire in the sky has not moved for a long time, this is already a blessing in misfortune for Yan Moyu, if the cold fire and the calamity of the doom are attacked, Yan Moyu has no chance at all.

The current Yan Moyu, just to deal with this doomsday calamity, has reached the limit!

However, Yan Moyu himself knows that such a balance will not last long, and once this balance is broken, his end will really come.

But now, all he can do is maintain that balance!

I don't know how long this balance has been maintained, maybe it's a cup of tea, maybe it's a day, when the black wind demon swells to the limit, Yan Moyu suddenly has a bad premonition.

"Boom!"

The Wind Demon, which had swelled to the limit, finally couldn't hold it anymore, and its huge body burst open.

The scattered winds of doom have filled this side of the world, and the end has really come!

Yan Moyu shook his head helplessly, he didn't have any way in the face of the doomsday disaster in the sky.

However, what Yan Moyu didn't expect was that the doomsday calamity wind that burst out suddenly contracted, as if it had been sucked by something, and the doomsday calamity wind between heaven and earth suddenly disappeared cleanly.

Tracing the source, Yan Moyu found a black hedron with black gas circulating in it as the Doomsday Calamity.

Just before Yan Moyu could figure out what was going on, the cold fire of the Yin Netherworld, which had been silent, finally showed its fangs, and the black flames fell down like a black angry dragon.

"That's right, Fire Tree Thunderflower!"

Yan Moyu suddenly remembered the fire tree thunder flower he had obtained in the thunder fire stream before, so he immediately sacrificed it.

"Sonorous!"

A small tree wrapped in fire and thunder pierces the earth and takes root in the earth!

The gloomy and cold fire in the sky seemed to have found its target, and it actually abandoned Yan Mo Feather, but rushed straight to the fire tree thunder flower.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in Yan Moyu's mind, and immediately after, the figure of the fire demon suddenly appeared on the fire tree thunder flower.

Under the tempering of the Fire Tree Thunder Flower, the Yin and Cold Fire was able to be refined and absorbed by the Fire Demon, and the crimson Fire Demon turned into a dark red.

"Haha, I'm so lucky!"

Yan Moyu couldn't help but laugh, with this Fire Tree Thunder Words, his death crisis was eliminated in a blink of an eye.