Light and thirty-two years.

New Year's Day, the first day of the new year.

The head of the Daomen, the Heavenly Master Dao issued a Zhengyi order to the strong people in the world, on the second day of February, the dragon raised its head, and Zhang Daoling, the true monarch of Zhengyi, will be on the top of the Qingcheng Immortal Mountain, crossing the immortal catastrophe, calling on the strong people in the world to watch the ceremony.

As soon as the order came out, the whole world shook, and the heroes were ready to move.

"Zhengyi Zhenjun wants to survive the catastrophe of immortality, if we can watch the ceremony, I have no regrets in this life!"

"The great catastrophe of immortality is the catastrophe of life and death, becoming an immortal, and the loser is lost, such a unique view of the gods, once in a thousand years, no matter what, you must watch the ceremony!"

"Zhengyi Zhenjun is the strongest person in the world, whether he can become an immortal or not, it means that there is no one who has opened the curse that no one has become an immortal in Shenzhou for thousands of years, we must go to watch this ceremony!"

"Quick, get ready to set off and go to Yizhou!"

"Prepare for the Pegasus Express, I want to rush to Yizhou as soon as possible!"

“......”

Countless strong people began to set off to yearn for Yizhou.

Emperor Yu opened the road of cultivating immortals of the human race, the world's cultivators, going forward and succeeding, the so-called, nothing more than the life of immortality, ancient and modern exchanges, people who can survive immortality, only a handful, each of them is a peerless powerhouse.

In the three thousand years that the Han Celestial Dynasty has dominated Shenzhou, there have been many people who have crossed the tribulation, but none of them have been able to successfully cross the tribulation, become immortals, and achieve a long life personality.

Everyone who crosses the catastrophe wants to cross the catastrophe quietly.

Because the time of the tribulation is the time when the strong are the weakest, it is inevitable that there will be enemies to seek revenge.

But this time, Zhang Daoling crossed the catastrophe and actually let the world watch the ceremony.

This is something that has never been done before.

Any giant of the Heavenly and Human Realm hopes to comprehend some means to deal with the Immortal Tribulation from the ceremony, after all, the Tribulation is something that every strong person who has cultivated to the limit of mortals has to face.

All of a sudden, Yizhou became lively, and countless strong people rushed from the southeast and northwest every day.

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Jiangdong, a big boat, sails upstream from the Yangtze River.

"Immortal Weng, Zhengyi Zhenjun is now flamboyant and crossed, aren't you afraid that someone will make trouble?" On the hundred-zhang big ship, a strong man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist stood on the deck, exuding a thick evil aura all over his body.

"If he doesn't show off, don't the people of the world know?"

Zuo Ci Xian Weng wore a Shangqing robe, wore a moon crown on his head, and carried his hands behind his back, his eyes like a deep sea exuded a faint cold glow: " A strong man in this realm of him, since he broke through the domain, the strong man who has been united between heaven and earth has already sensed, rather than hiding and hiding, it is better to be above board, but it shows his strong posture, and another one, the Heavenly Master Dao is the head of the world's Daomen, how deep the background is, Zhang Heng alone, has been crowned as the strongest man in the world, although there is a bit of moisture, but his strength is undoubted, with him, it is enough to protect Zhang Daoling's catastrophe!"

"That immortal, can Zhengyi Zhenjun succeed?"

The strong man with the tiger's back was a little excited, so the powerful breath couldn't be suppressed, a scorching fire was burning in his eyes, the breath of his whole body was condensed, and every word and deed was trembling.

"I don't know!"

Zuo Ci Xian Weng raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and shook his head: "The last person in Shenzhou to become an immortal is Ying Zheng, after Ying Zheng, no one becomes an immortal, as strong as Wang Mang Guangwu back then, in the end, they all chose to sit down, and did not dare to cross the catastrophe, Yin Changsheng was known as the most promising person to become an immortal, but in the end, he forcibly crossed the catastrophe is still a failure, the world of Shenzhou, as if since the Chu and Han Dynasty fought for hegemony, has changed, and no one can become an immortal!"

"Then there is little hope for Zhengyi Zhenjun?"

"Hard to say!"

Zuo Cixian Weng's eyes were gloomy: "Zhang Daoling's city is the deepest, he could compete with Yin Changsheng Guangwu and others back then, and now Guangwu sits, Yin Changsheng is destroyed, only he, sitting on the life and death barrier for almost a thousand years, no one knows what realm his cultivation has reached, if there is still a person in the land of Shenzhou who can become an immortal, this person is the only one!"

"What if he can't become an immortal?"

The strong man asked.

"That proves one point, except for the Emperor Road, the Great Dao of the World, none of them can break the Great Tribulation of Immortality, you and I can only take the most dangerous path between heaven and earth!"

Zuo Ci Xian Weng looked at the strong man and said softly: "You should know that I once used three hundred years of longevity as the price to summon the Heluo stone carving with the etheric scriptures, and used the Heluo stone carving to tell the fortune of the Sun family, the Sun family has the life of the royal family, but I can't afford it, there will be a fall!"

"I know!"

The strong man nodded, his tiger eyes looked ahead, and the fire raged in the depths of his eyes: "I hope Zhengyi Zhenjun can succeed!"

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Hanzhong.

Yangping Tianguan, one of the nine heavenly passes in Shenzhou, is a unique Xiongguan established by the ancient southwest land in order to defend against the Qinling Demon Clan.

"Your Majesty!"

At the top of the pass, a middle-aged eunuch stood safely beside Emperor Guanghe: "Zhang Daoling issued a positive order to the world, and he crossed the catastrophe with such fanfare, as if he was not afraid of the meaning of our court!"

"This is the self-confidence of the strong!"

When Emperor Guanghe heard this, he smiled indifferently, his figure and face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of true dragon qi, which made people awe and couldn't see clearly, his eyes looked at the Qingcheng Immortal Mountain in the southwest, and said: "Zhang Daoling is qualified to be so confident, today, he is probably the only one, the strong man who survived from the Guangwu era, when the strong man was either killed in battle or sat down, but he can survive, close life and death for thousands of years, so forbearance, such a city, who can compare to him, if he doesn't move, he will be thunderous!"

"Then Your Majesty, how should we deal with it?"

"Wait!"

"Wait?"

"Wait for him to cross the catastrophe!" Emperor Guanghe said indifferently: "With the foundation of the Han Dynasty today, it has long been impossible to suppress those strongest, if we have a hard fight with Zhang Daoling, the court will be defeated, and after Zhang Daoling crosses the catastrophe, we are cleaning up the situation, this world, demons and monsters, must surrender to the court!"

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Wudu County.

Qishan.

This mountain range stretches endlessly, connecting the Qinling Mountains in the east and Liangzhou in the west, and it is also a dividing line between Yizhou and Liangzhou that has been shrouded in layers of dense fog and gloom for many years.

In the midst of a mountain peak, figures were revealed in the thick fog.

"Demon Lord, I seem to feel the breath of several demon kings in Qinling!"

"I feel it too!"

The man was eight feet tall, his whole body was shrouded in a black robe, and a pair of ghostly lights flashed: "Zhang Daoling's immortal tribulation, not only the grand event of the human race, but even the demon race was also alarmed!"

"Demon Lord, should we take the opportunity to ......" The brocade-robed man was full of murderous intent.

"Boyu, we have been fighting the demon clan for so many years, it's time to stop!"

The black-robed man shook his head.

"No!" The brocade-robed man's surname is Zhang Mingji, and he is one of the four major demon generals in the Demon Palace after the Demon Lord.

"Demon Lord, there seem to be Confucian people in Hanzhong?"

A young man came up to give a report.

His surname is Niu Mingfu, he is the master of the Demon Palace, the son-in-law of the Demon Lord, and he is the strong man among the rising stars of the Demon Palace.

"The most hated thing by this demon lord is the people of Confucianism!"

The black-robed man frowned.

"Our Demon Palace is very sensitive to the aura of Confucianism, so I personally sent someone to investigate, and it turned out that the seven powerhouses of Confucianism seem to be concentrated in Hanzhong now!"

"What?"

When the black-robed man heard this, he trembled: "Your message is correct?"

"The demonic qi in our body is too sensitive to the Confucian temperament, so we will not admit mistakes to the people of Confucianism!"

"Anything else?"

"There seems to be traces of the Yue Cavalry Battalion!"

"One of the eight battalions of the Western Army, the Yue cavalry battalion defending the Holy Capital of Luoyang?" Hearing this, the black-robed man suddenly burst out with two black cold rays in his eyes: "The Emperor of Light and He is here!"

"What?"

The generals of the Demon Palace looked at each other.

"He's going to do something to the Heavenly Master!" The black-robed man smiled coldly: "Guanghe is worthy of being the overlord of a generation, and he has chosen a good time!"