If a cultivator wants to change his life against the sky and achieve immortality, the heavenly tribulation is an insurmountable hurdle that must be crossed.

Without the slightest warning, without any prelude, clouds suddenly appeared in the clear sky. Dense layers, stacked and surging, like a cauldron that covers the stars and moon, buckled on the earth.

Beasts whimpered, crows wailed, and fish curled up in the deepest part of the Qing River at the risk of being crowded.

The line of sight cannot be extremely far, as far as people can see, the entire Ziyun Island and even the more distant sky, all ink!

The dark and dreary canopy of the sky was like a mountain pressing on the top of the head, but there seemed to be a majestic gaze descending from the mountain, and people were breathless, unable to raise their heads, and even more unable to straighten their waists.

This is the power of heaven, the wrath of the sky that cannot be faced by human beings, the majesty and the sacredness that cannot be offended in the slightest.

In comparison, the black lotus hanging in the sky is as ridiculous as a child's toy, and it is not qualified to resist.

The Yellow Spring has a Dao, it is true, but in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao in charge of sentient beings, even if it is the real Yellow Spring, it is only a part of it, let alone this limited to square inches, and it is not real, only the magic weapon is virtual......

Counterfeit!

"Heavenly Tribulation!

Night Lotus was stunned, screaming and exclaiming, and without hesitation, he stretched out his fingers, wanting to take back the black lotus and purple leaves.

She couldn't.

An angry will came to her, as if her actions had offended the heavens, displeased the stars of the universe, and made all the spirits indignant, and they all reprimanded her.

"Get out!"

This sound is silent, and this sound shakes the heavens and the earth. But only one person could hear it.

Yelian opened her mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell back to the phoenix chair in despair, as if being held down by an invisible hand, and then beaten hard.

"It wasn't because of me. ”

She laughed miserably, lamented, and then burned red with anger.

"Xiao Shisanlang, you damn brute!"

She screamed wildly. The voice was sharp and desperate, and there was even more resentment that was so thick that it could not be resolved in the third reincarnation. She couldn't lift her hands or raise her head. I could only barely roll my eyes and cast my gaze to the sky.

She was unwilling, she would rather die than see. How did Xiao Shisanlang face this catastrophe that suddenly came for some reason.

If you don't look at it, if you look at it, Yelian's anger is even more irrepressible, and she almost goes crazy on the spot.

On the top of her head, Thirteen Lang was wrapped in two purple leaves, like a chrysalis about to break out of its cocoon and turn into a butterfly. Higher in the sky, the dark canopy of the sky slowly drooped, forming a coiling funnel, the core of which gradually flashed with thunder, its target. It's Thirteen Lang.

This scene was gratifying, but what made Yelian angry and desperate was that there was something above Thirteen Lang's head, separated between him and the clouds, like a shield.

Black Lotus has completely escaped control. The brilliance it emitted was almost thousands of zhang, not only far beyond the ability of the night lotus, but also broke through the limitations of the array flag, like a bright light lit up in the night.

"Xiao Shisanlang, I will never die with you!"

Yelian's hair was scattered, and her face was hideous and twisted like a ghost. There is no trace of the flower of everything.

She understood everything, but she couldn't figure out the cause and effect anyway, and she couldn't accept such a miserable and helpless ending.

Her natal treasure has become a ...... for Thirteen Lang to resist the catastrophe in disguise

A shield.

Doomed to ashes.

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The Heavenly Tribulation was triggered by Thirteen Lang, this is a fact that everyone has already seen, but in everyone's hearts, including the dean who stood by at this time, there is a question in their hearts.

Xiao Shisanlang, how could he cause a catastrophe?

Isn't that a joke?

Everyone knew about his cultivation, and the dean knew it well, and he didn't believe this conjecture at all. Thirteen Lang's mana is condensed, far beyond the same level or even more than a notch, but the dean has already checked it many times, and his situation is like a bucket that is much larger than others, and now this bucket is far from being full, let alone reaching the level of condensing a life composed of pure spiritual power. ...,

Under such circumstances, how could he break through and stand up and step into a new realm?

Well, even if he wants to advance to the Yuan Infant, why should he attract the wrath of the sky and punish him with thunder?

"Is it because he's too ugly?"

In desperation, the dean could only comfort himself and soothe his already overwhelmed old arms.

The old man had a vague thought, this time the catastrophe was not clear, most of it was related to Thirteen Lang's own physique, and then there was the fire lotus that contained human karma, and after being swallowed by Thirteen Lang, it exerted a similar effect.

It is rumored that the monks who are contaminated with karmic fire have an extremely difficult path to cultivate, and the biggest difficulty is that every time they break through, they will be punished by the sky with heavenly thunder......

Everything is over.

No one knows.

Whether he can break through or not, one thing everyone knows, the Heavenly Tribulation can't help crack it, unless you are sure to defeat the sky, otherwise, the more you help...... the busier.

Neither can the dean.

For example, the black lotus magic weapon of the Night Lotus, on the one hand, will definitely block a part of the thunder for Thirteen Lang, and at the same time, because it contains the breath that does not belong to Thirteen Lang, it is destined to cause the wrath of the sky, and the later heavenly thunder will be more domineering and more difficult to deal with.

Of course, the stronger the power of the thunder, the greater the chance to break through.

Heaven is ruthless, destroying all souls in the world without mercy, but at the same time, Heaven is also very generous, and will reward those who break through.

Fortunately or unfortunately, it depends on the creation of Thirteen Lang and how he thinks about it.

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"This son will die, it's no longer worth worrying about this seat, it's just that Lian'er has passed through this incident, I'm afraid she will ......" The Five Thunder Venerable looked at the sky from afar, thinking with a gloomy face.

"If the demons are too much, I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass the first level of Mount Meru......"

"This son is resting!" the old ...... "The demon envoy sighed with a mixture of regret and disappointment on his face.

"Fart!"

Mr. Big interrupted him with a shout, too lazy to see his reaction. The footsteps disappeared into the air, leaving the old man's blush face flickering for a long time before he cried out angrily.

"Barbarians! Spirit Realm monks, vulgar and despicable, shameless, are all barbarians!"

Ten thousand meters away, Yan Meng almost tore the animal skin that the barbarian had draped on his body, and kept nagging and asking.

"Master. This is the catastrophe? Do you think Brother Xiao can break through?"

"Master, do you think Brother Xiao will survive?"

"Master, you said that Brother Xiao is ......"

"Master. What do you mean......"

The little girl couldn't wait for a response, her eyes gradually became astringent and red, and the expressions of the people around her were similar to his. Heavy and mournful, I can hardly bear to look up.

"The thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, the little king and eight calves are scared of so many people, they must not die!"

"Uh...... Is that the case?"

Yan Meng's hands were empty, and he grabbed a person next to him casually, and asked, "Can Xiao Wang's eight calves live for so long?"

With a plop, followed by several consecutive sounds, Yan Meng was startled and exclaimed, "What a terrible catastrophe!"

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Purple Cloud City trembled. The clouds in the sky became denser and denser, and from the moment they appeared, after just a few breaths, the cloud storm came, and the sand and rocks splashed between the sky and the earth. Remnants of wood and flying corpses abounded, filling the entire sky.

At the core of the storm, the cocoon wrapped in purple leaves shook violently, and cracks appeared on the surface, and a roar came from within, as if an ancient desolate beast was about to awaken. Above the purple leaves, the black lotus tenaciously sowed silver light. Covering the whole body of the purple leaves, as the silver light poured in, those cracks seemed to be absorbed and healed back together.

The silver glow not only shone on the surface of the purple leaf, but also penetrated it in some way that was difficult to explain, and the thirteen lang who was wrapped in it seemed to be even more painful, and the roaring roar became more and more angry, and the counterattack became more and more fierce. ...,

At this time, he seemed to be a heart wrapped in purple leaves, suspended in the air out of thin air, constantly beating.

Powerful beating.

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Finally, at the moment when the suffocating coercion reached the extreme, the whirlpool above the nine heavens came to a halt, and a pillar of thunder that radiated a thousand rays of brilliance gradually took shape, as if the dark sky opened its eyes and cast its eyes on the earth.

Projected on a target that angered it.

The thunderbolt fell, the sky froze, and the thunder pillar as thick as an arm roared straight down, hitting the first level of passes.

That black lotus.

At that moment, those who witnessed this scene had an inexplicable feeling in their hearts, as if they were dead.

The coercion is no more, the fear is no more, the scene in the line of sight has become extremely slow, and the soul seems to be summoned by some kind of liliang to fly into the air, quietly, blankly watching the thunder pillar rush into the black lotus, rippling out circles of black light.

After a brief moment, everything suddenly accelerated.

Countless black shadows pierced out of the lotus platform, conjuring countless frightened and desperate faces, and the lotus platform trembled violently, wailed, and struggled. It was no longer holy, no longer noble, but screamed like a ghost, and it did not release a trace of purity, only a cold and dead silence that was as rich as substance.

There is a way in Yellow Spring, where is Yellow Spring?

There is only one answer: Black Lotus!

The sky darkened violently, and the black shadows that came out of the panic did not have time to escape, and were chased by thousands of thunderbolts as thin as hair, and turned into ashes one by one. Countless sighs rang out in the air, with despair, with horror, and with a hint of relief.

With just one bombardment, tens of thousands of resentful souls were wiped out!

A lotus leaf fluttered down, the lotus platform shook, and finally calmed down.

The radiance of holiness shone again, as if to fulfill its mission, enveloping the heart that was about to break.

The difference is that people feel in a daze that the aura at this time seems to be different from just now, with something more and something less.

Unlike the calm of the Black Lotus, the provoking Tianwei was furious, and the clouds became thicker, and a pillar of thunder that was much thicker than just now was brewing again, and it was about to take shape in an instant.

And at the moment when the eye of the sky slowly opened, and the thunder pillar full of the power of punishing the world was about to fall, under the black lotus, in the purple heart, there was also a ray of light.

Perhaps, it should not be described as light, people only feel that after the purple heart squirmed, it suddenly flickered, contracted once, and then expanded suddenly. It's just that this expansion is too violent, and the shape is a bit weird, so people can't help but have the impression that it seems to be glowing.

After the expansion, the wrapped purple leaves were shattered into tens of millions of flying flotsam, and a man with a whole body and eyes burning like stars jumped out, his expression was unruly, and he was invincible.

The man looked around, and in an instant he seemed to understand everything, and with a disdainful smile on his face, he shouted at the sky.

"God who is not long-eyed, you dare to punish me!"

The picture is frozen, and people's hearts can no longer tolerate any distractions except shock. Only a few people remembered in a trance that before the figure appeared, it seemed as if a star was twinkling.

With just one flash, the impression lives on.

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