The catastrophe must be overcome by oneself, but the human catastrophe can be avoided. As long as there are people who protect the Dharma and keep all the unstable factors out, this calamity will be passed.

The people of the Sword Pavilion are here for this.

Originally, there were only two tribulations of heaven and man, but since the appearance of the heavenly demons, there has been another calamity - the heart tribulation.

The heavenly demons enter the catastrophe and arouse mortal desires, often at the critical juncture of the catastrophe, confusing people's minds.

If you can't wake up in time, you will turn into ashes under the thunderstorm.

What Nanyin is worried about is this calamity.

Many people had already died under the Heart Tribulation, and she didn't know if Nan Ming's state of mind was strong enough to resist the invasion of the Heavenly Demons......

"Wait, what are you doing?

Suddenly, a sharp shout came from the side peak of Longshou Mountain, which startled everyone.

The monk in Tsing Yi and the bearded man carrying the gourd on his back immediately looked over, but saw a Sword Pavilion monk rushing out of the crowd, shaped like a strong wind, lightning flashing, and had approached the circle of thunder.

"Who's that?!"

"Stop him, don't let him pass!!"

The face of the monk in Tsing Yi changed drastically.

This person was hidden in the Sword Pavilion, and his position was close to the main peak, and when he reacted, it was too late to stop him.

The bearded monk patted the gourd behind him, and the mouth of the gourd opened itself, and a small sword as thin as a silver needle flew out of it, shooting directly at the back of the man's heart.

However, after all, it was a step too late.

The monk's figure flashed, and then he disappeared in the thunderstorm.

"Whoosh ......"

More than a dozen figures followed, but all of them stopped outside the main peak, not daring to get closer.

Nanyin Tie blushed and looked at the place shrouded in thunder.

She almost couldn't help but rush in, but the last reason calmed her down and didn't make a mess of it.

There is one more person in the tribulation, it is not as simple as one plus one, and the difficulty is doubled. If anyone enters again, the power and number of thunderstorms will multiply several times.

The people inside are even more dangerous.

"Damn it!"

The monk in Tsing Yi spat hatefully and scolded, "Who the hell is that person?! What do you think of people, just let a big living person run away from under your eyes?"

"They can't be blamed for the suddenness of the incident. ”

The bearded monk said calmly, "I've met that guy a few times, it's a monk from the Upper Courtyard, and he's been in the Sword Pavilion for several years...... Unexpectedly, it was actually a person with bad intentions. ”

Seeing that the man deliberately chose a position to approach, and suddenly jumped out while everyone was unprepared, it was obviously premeditated.

But I don't know where the hostile forces came from, or the enemies of the cabinet master......

"The pavilion master has an upright temperament, jealousy and hatred, and has repeatedly killed treacherous evils over the years, and I don't know how many wicked people have hated him. This person has been lurking in the Sword Pavilion for a long time, with ill intentions, and it is likely that he is a member of the Demon Gate who has come to seek revenge. ”

He frowned and sighed, "This is a human catastrophe! I only hope that the Pavilion Master can get through this level......"

As he spoke, the thunder dungeon in front of him suddenly spread outward, and the white and dazzling thunder light became even thicker, so dense that it became a pillar of light.

Everyone stared nervously inside, but couldn't see anything.

Thunder in the depths.

Nan Ming picked up another soul fire from the stone box, and when he was throwing it into his mouth, he saw someone break in.

The visitor was a strange monk, the kind whose appearance was so ordinary that he could not find it if he threw it into the crowd, wearing a simple monochrome robe, and a jade plaque from the upper courtyard of the Sword Pavilion was hung on his waist.

"Who are you?"

He glanced curiously and asked casually.

The man looked at him expressionlessly, and suddenly the corners of his mouth rose, and a strange smile floated: "The Broken Army Sword Saint is really calm, and he can calm down in life and death, and he admires it." ”

As he spoke, he took a few more steps, as if to create some kind of oppression.

"Be careful. ”

Seeing that he was about to approach the pillar of light, Nan Ming reminded, "Don't come here, you will die." ”

"Hahaha, the Sword Saint should worry about himself first, right? The superposition of these two heavenly tribulations is not so good......

As if he had heard something funny, the man laughed sadly, "Since I'm here, I don't plan to go back alive, I can drag the famous Broken Army Sword Saint to die together, this deal is not a loss!"

“...... Who the hell are you?"

Nan Ming blinked in confusion, how could he not remember that he still had this enemy.

I only heard the other party say: "Five years ago, when you killed the Sect Master of the Five Elements Sect and sabotaged our plan, did you ever think that there would be such a day?"

"You are from Fengyue Tower. Nan Ming remembered.

"Not bad. ”

The man sneered, "Fengyue Tower is everywhere, and it will be repaid." Whoever dares to offend us will not end well!"

"Oh. ”

Nanming's response was just a faint "oh".

The suspense is solved, and he has no interest in this person anymore. That Fengyuelou is a little interesting, he killed one of them himself, and actually sent a dead soldier to lurk to take revenge, it's so cute.

"You don't seem to be afraid at all. ”

The monk of Fengyue Tower frowned, and said, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I'd love to die, but it's too hard. ”

Nanming shook his head regretfully.

- What does this mean?

The monk on the opposite side was slightly stunned. He suddenly noticed that Nanming's clothes were still neat and tidy, and there was no sign of being destroyed by the thunderstorm.

The whole person was bathed in dazzling thunder, but unscathed, and his demeanor was leisurely, as if he was really bathing.

He was somewhat incomprehensible.

So, I wanted to go up and take a closer look, whether the thunder was fake......

However, before he could take a few steps, his body suddenly began to evaporate, silently, and he could not feel pain, and in the blink of an eye, it became dust between heaven and earth.

Even the divine soul was evaporated.

"I said to be careful. ”

Nanming was a little regretful, and finally someone was willing to come in and chat with him, but it was gone.

This thunderstorm is indeed fake.

It is just a manifestation of the laws of the Heavenly Dao, and the thunder light contains the power of obliteration that goes straight back to the origin, as long as it is a living creature in this world, it cannot be resisted.

Of course, neither can the dead soldiers of Fengyue Tower.

It was just a small episode, and neither Nan Ming nor Heavenly Dao cared, the latter was still exerting all his strength, trying to bind Nan Ming's body with the laws of heaven and earth.

It was as if the weight of the whole world had been pressed down, and at the feet of Nanming, the main peak of Longshou Mountain had been wiped out by the thunder and turned out a dark and bottomless pit.

Invisible waves rippled out, like a diffuse arc, sweeping over the neighboring peaks, silently turning their upper halves into powder.

When it was blown by the wind, it scattered in a stream.

The people waiting outside only felt a chill above their heads, as if something had passed by, and their hearts unconsciously palpitated.

"It's almost time. ”

Nan Ming estimated that almost an hour had passed, and it was usually only so long for the catastrophe to go out.

He opened the crate.

With a light blow, the soul inside suddenly flew up, like a panicked firefly being blown away by the wind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.