What is the Apocalypse.

In other words, why is there a catastrophe here?

Although it was only a momentary picture without a reason, Ye Wuwu did not doubt the authenticity of the picture at all.

Strings of water droplets suddenly emerged from Ye Wuwu's body and surged towards the top of the lake.

The old fox Yuanying, who was standing not far away, was stunned at this moment, and then as if he had seen something terrible, his body retreated frantically.

"Boy, you're crazy, what kind of foundation are you, you just want to die yourself, why do you want to bring your Highness my clan!"

No matter how dull Ye Wuwu was, he had already reacted at this moment.

Feel the rapid surge of spiritual power in your body, and the thunderclouds that can still be seen through the surface of the lake.

This catastrophe is coming at itself.

……

"Is it going to rain?"

"No, it's going to thunder."

Above the cloud boat, a disciple glanced at the sky and communicated.

Above the sky, for some reason, suddenly dark clouds, faintly accompanied by a dull roar.

The bright crescent moon in the sky is also looming in the dark clouds at this moment.

On the bow of the boat, Elder Hu stood there quietly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't say a word.

When the aura is tidal, will there be thunderclouds?

This does not seem to be recorded in the historical records of the sect.

In fact, even if it thunders and rains, it's not a strange thing, but it just happens to be in the here and now, and it's just a little weird.

For some reason, the aura between heaven and earth is a little stronger, and it is more prosperous than in the previous tidal times.

Elder Hu took a deep breath, and for some reason, he was a little bored.

The aura is rich, but since the appearance of this thundercloud, I feel a little heavier in my heart.

"Isn't it raining yet?" Elder Hu spoke softly, but his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of a lightning bolt in the dark clouds.

Electrified red.

His eyes widened suddenly.

The lake was in the air, and Elder Hu was already shouting hoarsely at this moment.

"Turn the cloud boat, turn the cloud boat, get out of here, quick!"

"All the disciples stopped cultivating, all stopped cultivating, and entered the inner cabin of the cloud boat."

After a moment of chaos on the cloud boat, he acted in an orderly manner, and the white protector of the Yuanying realm drove the cloud boat at this moment, leaving this place without looking back.

On top of the cloud boat, Elder Hu was standing at the bow of the boat at the moment, staring at the sky in front of him with his eyes.

It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong.

Where is the ordinary thundercloud, it is clearly the legendary catastrophe!

Only the Heavenly Tribulation will be a crimson thunder.

Elder Hu has been cultivating for more than 200 years, and finally reluctantly stepped into the Yuanying realm, becoming a strong party, and even serving as an elder in a major sect such as the Baiyun Sword Sect.

But he had never seen a catastrophe.

The understanding of the Heavenly Tribulation is only seen in ancient books, and it is known that the Heavenly Tribulation is red thunder and lightning.

But why did the catastrophe befall here???

If it is normal, only when the monk has reached the last step of the path of cultivation and crossed the tribulation and ascended to the immortal, will the heavenly tribulation be induced.

Combined with what had happened in Moon Lake before, Elder Hu only felt suffocated.

Good fellow, could it be that a Raider Monk has come here to cultivate?

Thinking about it like this, Elder Hu's heart suddenly became a lot more transparent.

It's no wonder that all the aura in Moon Lake can be sucked away, and it's no wonder that the formations of the cultivators of the Transformation God Realm are useless.

What is all this to the Monk of the Tribulation?

For now, I only hope that this unknown great cultivator will succeed in the tribulation, and he will have a good relationship with my Baiyun Sword Sect.

I just don't know what kind of demeanor the great monk of the Tribulation Realm will be in his moves.

……

On the surface of the water, however, a figure suddenly appeared.

Ye Wuwu raised his head and looked at the sky that he hadn't seen for three days.

Thunderclouds are thick and electric lights are surging.

The thunder had not yet fallen, but the heavy pressure was enough to suffocate people.

The old fox Yuanying didn't know where to flee for a long time, and with the little fox together, Ye Wuwu didn't care.

He stood quietly on the surface of the lake, the blue waves rippling under his feet, but Ye Wuwu's figure did not move at all.

The long soaked hair was so casually laid out on his shoulders, and the clothes that had been torn before had already been replaced by him, and now they were a brand new robe.

Above the handsome and bewitching face, there is a lot of calm.

It's as if he doesn't care about this catastrophe.

Ye Wuwu's eyes looked around again, on the shore of the Moon Lake, where many people cultivated in the past, there was not even a ghost at this moment.

Everybody's gone.

Ye Wuwu sighed.

If he could, he would have liked to run too.

But it's not like you can't run.

As a person who responds to the catastrophe, wherever he goes, the catastrophe will follow.

Moreover, Ye Wuwu even felt that he was faintly enclosed in a space, and the area where he could move was only the size of this Moon Lake.

In short, since you can't run, you always have to face things, there is no need to be too serious and carry a face.

It's better to be comfortable and indifferent.

Since ancient times, it has been said that under the catastrophe, nine deaths and one life.

Every Tribulation Monk has to go through this Heavenly Tribulation of Nine Deaths and a Lifetime before he can set foot in the Ascending Immortal.

But I've just built the foundation, isn't this joke too big?

Seeing that the thunderclouds above were still slowly condensing, they had been condensed for a long time, and they had not yet descended.

Ye Wuwu was a little impatient at the moment.

He put his hands to his lips and half-jokingly shouted at the sky above.

"Hurry up, I've got something to do."

In an instant, the shore of the Moon Lake was calm.

The spiritual power floating between heaven and earth seemed to freeze for a moment.

A barrel-thick red bolt of lightning slammed down from the sky.

The smile on Ye Wuwu's face froze.

In the pupils of his eyes, the scene dissipated at this moment, as if only such a crimson lightning bolt remained.

Almost instinctively, he reached out to block it.

The spiritual power poured out, and in an instant, it traveled all over the body.

In one breath, the spiritual power is like spider silk winding around Ye Wuwu's body, layer upon layer, endlessly.

Thundered!

A huge roar emanated from the place where the thunder fell, resounding for dozens of miles around it.

Elder Hu, who had already driven the cloud boat out of this place for dozens of miles, turned pale, and just listening to it, he felt his scalp tingle.

It doesn't stop there.

Li Qingshan, a white cloud sword man who was fighting with a big demon thousands of miles away, suddenly flashed a trace of astonishment in his eyes at this moment, and his figure swept backwards, and then looked at the sky from afar.

The big demon was stunned for a moment, and wanted to chase after it, but then it seemed to notice something and looked at it from afar.

In a realm of monstrous demonic flames, Dugu Xuan, who was walking in the air, was slightly stunned in his eyes at this moment, and then showed a look of doubt.

There are many, many more situations like this.

But under the lake, between the caves, the middle-aged scribe smiled and opened his mouth gracefully.

"This kid is so stupid that he devoured demon power and made himself a demon and a demon.

The catastrophe that had been stable was now difficult. ”