The so-called Venerable Life Expectancy is 500, that is the limit.

Like Lin Changfeng, who lived to be four hundred and fifty years old, he was an incomparably long-lived existence among all Venerables, and if it hadn't been for the sudden appearance during the dark turmoil, many people would have thought that he would have died.

There is really no Venerable who has lived to be more than five hundred years old, and there are few cases in the history of the mainland.

Not to mention the Great Venerable, many of the quasi-saints present are not five hundred years old.

"No wonder! Legend has it that those who violate the taboos of heaven and earth will be punished more severely when they spend the Holy Tribulation. ”

Uncle Huang sighed with emotion, and the other quasi-saints were also amazed.

However, it is more difficult to violate the taboos of heaven and earth than to cross the tribulation and become holy.

Violating the taboo of heaven and earth is against the sky, how can ordinary people have that ability, it has always been a legend on the mainland.

On the square, if you talk about symbolic status, the highest one is, of course, the emperor of Xiling Kingdom. But when it comes to actual status, those quasi-saints are the ones with the highest status.

Not only are they highly cultivated, but they are also extremely rich in knowledge and knowledge.

Hua Yiran looked at the thunderclouds above the nine heavens, his expression had been very calm and calm, the master changed his life for him against the sky and increased his life, he was already mentally prepared. If you go against the sky, you will be damned. If he is not holy, then if he is sanctified, the calamity of cause and effect will fall.

So he was very calm, not surprised at all.

Bang!

The fourth thunder tribulation fell, more terrifying than the third thunder tribulation, and the heavens and the earth were filled with white light, and the fields were silent.

Hua Yiran was slashed by the thunderstorm for three thousand feet, and almost fell from the air, his body trembled slightly, and his face was extremely pale.

"It's horrible!"

The power of the thunder tribulation just now was comparable to the full force of the saint's blow, which was enough to kill all the people in the square.

Fortunately, the Thunder Tribulation is only aimed at the person who crosses the Tribulation, otherwise the slightest leakage of power will cause an incomparably tragic disaster.

The members of the royal family and the people of the other sects looked at the sky with a slight difference.

The June 1st Holy Tribulation is extremely terrifying, and it is said that ordinary saints who have become holy may not be able to survive it.

The old man in the Thousand Treasures Palace has just become a saint, and he has not yet completely cast the holy foundation, so I am afraid that it will be more auspicious than lucky.

The saint who just appeared in the Thousand Treasures Palace is very likely to be destroyed immediately.

The royal family and other sects of Xiling Kingdom are naturally very willing to see this happen, the Thousand Treasures Palace already has a saint in the world, and it is powerful in heaven and earth, if another saint is added, then the royal family and other sects will never have a day.

The fifth thunder tribulation gradually emerged from the thunderclouds, and it was even more terrifying than the fourth thunder tribulation.

Endless thunder shone on the heavens and the earth, and all the light in the world seemed to be covered.

The dazzling thunder light fell down and slammed into Hua Yiran's body.

Thundered.

Thunder and lightning covered the sky and turned into a sea of thunder, and the clouds above the nine heavens were completely dispersed.

Hua Yiran fell from the sky and crashed into the mountain wall of Purple God Peak, knocking the mountain wall protected by the formation out of a deep pit, and endless thunder and lightning beat wildly in the deep pit.

Poof!

Hua Yiran was disheveled, covered in scorched black, extremely embarrassed, and his blood stained his clothes red. His eyes, nostrils, ears, skin, body, mouth, ...... The whole person was frantically bursting with thunder and lightning, like a cooked shrimp soaked in thunder and lightning.

Obviously, the Fifth Thunder Tribulation still hit him hard.

"Grandpa Taizu, can that old man from the Thousand Treasures Palace survive the Holy Tribulation?" Lu Xinyan said with some unbearability.

At this moment, she finally realized the horror of the Holy Tribulation.

So a peerless kendo master of the peerless style was actually split into such a shape by the thunder tribulation.

"There is more than one bad luck. The white-robed old man sighed lightly.

The fifth thunder tribulation, the old man had already run out of oil and dried up, and he was dying.

The sixth thunder tribulation will be much more terrifying than the fifth thunder tribulation.

The current situation can be said to be a dead end.

Moreover, the saint can only rely on himself, and no one can interfere with it, otherwise it will only cause the wrath of the heavens, which will lead to even more terrible consequences.

Uncle Huang, the quasi-saint ancestor of the Wind Chasing Sect, and the head of the Lin family in the northern plains......

The expressions of the quasi-saints pretended to be solemn, but the emotions in the depths of their eyes gradually relaxed, and they had already seen that the old man in the Thousand Treasures Palace was more and more auspicious, and he was afraid that he would not be able to survive the holy tribulation.

The 61st Holy Tribulation has death and no life, and it cannot be crossed unless it is against the sky, it is the supreme Holy Tribulation that belongs to Tianzun, and no matter how strong the Great Tribulation is, there is only one way to die.

Of course, not everyone gloated.

In the square, there were also many soft sighs, and his eyes were full of regret.

How many years did it take for a saint to appear in Xiling Kingdom?

It would be a pity if the tragedy failed.

At this moment, there is only one way to save the old man.

That is, if you disperse the Holy Realm to cultivate, fall back to the Venerable Realm, and become a saint, naturally there will be no more Holy Tribulation, and the Thunder Tribulation will also dissipate on its own.

Of course, once that is done...... It means that there is no possibility of sanctification, and the holy path is completely cut off.

Hua Yiran struggled out of the deep pit, and stepped on the Nine Heavens step by step again, his body exuding the smell of charcoal, his clothes were ragged, and a trace of thunder and lightning still wrapped around him and raged on him.

He didn't flinch, and still took the initiative to face his own thunder tribulation. Even if he was already seriously injured at this time, he had run out of oil.

The holy road is not easy, Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, he can come to this point, he has experienced too much, he has no reason to retreat.

He must give himself an explanation, he must find the final answer, even if it costs him his life.

Everyone looked at the old man in the sky, silent, no one said a word, everyone knew the old man's choice.

Yu Yinghai sighed lightly, his eyes were gloomy, young people may not be able to understand, but these old guys who have cultivated all their lives are deeply touched. After a lifetime of seeking the Tao, painstaking efforts, now that the avenue is in front of you, who will give up, even if you know that there is a dead end in front of you, you will choose to go all the way and come to the end of the road.

The thunderclouds are rolling, and the sixth and last thunder tribulation of the Holy Tribulation is nurturing, and the waiting time this time is extraordinarily long, which also means that the final blow will be earth-shattering.

Hua Yiran stood above the nine heavens, the wind blowing his messy hair, silently waiting for the last moment.

He also knew that he was lucky, but he had to move forward.

Suddenly, a blue light lit up from the depths of Qianbao Mountain, soaring upwards and flying towards the Nine Heavens.

The whole world was illuminated by the blue light, and everyone was pierced by the brilliant blue light.

It was a delicate green lotus, delicate and lifelike, as if it had just bloomed from the water, exuding the breath of endless life.

"Hua Yiran, there is death and life in the world, and there is hope when there is despair. Heaven is ruthless, but it pays attention to balance, everything in the world grows, there is no absolute dead end, there is a trace of vitality. ”

An ethereal and indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the heavens and the earth.