When everything was ready for a rainstorm, there was no sound after a thunderclap.

"It's weird. Yu Pu sat quietly in the study, the voice he was familiar with, it was the sound of the calamity condensing.

The catastrophe is about to rise and dissipate again, how wrong is this kind of thing, and that sound seems to be in the ears, it means that the people who crossed the tribulation are not very far from their Fuyang County City, and as the city lord, he must find out all the threats to the city.

As early as a minute ago, he had sent a hundred soldiers to march towards Chengcheng, wanting to make sure that there was no one within a radius of ten miles from Fuyang County.

From the moment Wang Yan entered the scroll to the present, he had been in the scroll enchantment for six and a half days, and the flow speed in the enchantment was sixteen times that of the outside.

In fact, three and a half months have passed outside, and the season of Fuyang County has also rushed to the early spring in late autumn.

With the help of Yu Pu, the victims have survived the difficult winter completely, and now everything is prosperous, and it is a good season for farming.

A lot has happened in these three months.

Yu Pu no longer wanted to change the city, and Duanmu You's army never came to attack Fuyang County after Wang Yan left.

Duanmu You informed the Holy Emperor of his situation, including the arrival of Wu Zhenqing Nian and the blocking of his capture of the immortals.

This Holy Emperor can be said to be very concerned about Wang Yan's affairs.

Send the other four witches from the Holy Capital to start searching in the four directions of the Holy Capital, and be sure to find Wang Yan's traces.

However, Wang Yan and his party disappeared into the Yunluo Continent as if they had evaporated from the world, and no matter how the four witches inquired and searched, they couldn't find Wang Yan and them.

At the moment when the situation was tense, Qing Nian entered the holy capital.

Wu Zhen, who had disappeared for two hundred years, returned to the Holy Capital, which was a great deal for the people of the Holy Capital.

Before Qing Nian entered the city, the main road of the Holy Capital, Qingque Street, was already overcrowded, and they all wanted to witness the new patriarch of the Wuzhen clan, who was also the second-in-command of the entire Wu clan, and the third most powerful person in the Yunluo Empire.

As if nothing had happened, the Holy Emperor and Wu Zhu led the ministers to welcome Qing Nian's arrival at the city gate.

When Qing Nian entered the city, everyone saw that the new Wu Zhu was still an underage woman, and they all exclaimed, but the token on Qing Nian's waist was telling them that although I am very young, I am still the Wu Zhen elder of the Wu clan.

Qing Nian and Wu Zhu looked at each other tacitly, and smiled at each other.

The Holy Emperor also returned his power to Qing Nian in the expectation of everyone, and during the period when Wu Zhu was recuperating from his injuries, Qing Nian temporarily led the Wu Clan to decide all matters within the Wu Clan.

The power in the hands of the other seven witches was divided, and their status was still below a twenty-eight girl, and their hearts were somewhat unbalanced.

During the time that Qing Nian lived in the Holy Capital, he was assassinated several times, which was naturally done by other Wu clan elders.

The results can be imagined, without exception, none of them succeeded in the assassination, and they realized that Qing Nian's strength was not as easy to bully as her face, and Xiu Wei was afraid that he could really sit firmly in the second command of the Wu Clan.

For this kind of thing, of course the Holy Emperor knows, just turn a blind eye, if they can kill Qing Nian, it is better, if they can't kill it, they can let him know Qing Nian's strength.

But Wang Yan didn't know what was going on.

He was now about to go through the unprecedented Immortal Tribulation.

Countless black clouds gathered together, endlessly.

It was constantly pressed down from a high altitude, and the fifty miles of the picture scroll enchantment was completely covered by black clouds.

No light could shine through the thick clouds, and the whole space was dark, like eternal night.

The only visible light is lightning cruising through the clouds.

The Prince of God stood in place, looked up at the sky, and sighed in his heart, immortals are immortals, and they are immortals, and they are so powerful when they cross the catastrophe.

Wang Yan relied on the little time left to regularize the remnants of the aura sword into the meridians, and frantically absorbed the aura from the outside world into his body.

The rain is still falling, but it is getting lighter, and the rain clouds are fading and about to dissipate.

Wang Yan just wanted to absorb as much power as he could during this time, and he knew that it would be another hard battle.

The rain clouds dissipated like smoke, Wang Yan opened his eyes, changed into clean clothes, he got up and saluted towards the entrance of the palace, he knew that this time he was able to break through the realm successfully thanks to the help of the unicorn beast, and the number of gifts could not be less.

Suddenly raising his head, a beam of light passed through the mountain and shone on Wang Yan's body.

This beam of light was the path that led him to the Tribulation.

His body slowly ascended, through the rocks and earth into the air, and the beam of light slowly disappeared as his body rose, eventually reaching the bottom of the clouds.

The arrival of the Lord means that the tribulation has officially begun.

The lightning in the clouds became extremely wild.

Suddenly, more than twenty bolts of lightning appeared in the sky for fifty miles, and they intertwined with each other, as if weaving a fishing net composed of thunder and lightning in the clouds.

The space of the scroll is sometimes illuminated by lightning like day, and sometimes it is as black as thick ink.

Rapid transitions between white and black.

Wang Yan looked at the clouds within reach with a serious face, waiting for the arrival of the Thunder Dragon.

The clouds fell silent, and everyone knew that the catastrophe was about to begin.

Especially the Qilin Beast, he wanted to know how strong Wang Yan's Heavenly Tribulation was.

There was a tremor in the clouds, and the earth shook the earth.

Nine thunder dragon claws protrude from the nine directions of the clouds, each with five claws on top of it.

"It's the Ninety-Five Tribulation, who are you?"

The Ninety-Five Tribulation is the strongest tribulation in the Ascending Immortal Tribulation, and it is the nine five-clawed Thunder Heavenly Dragons that appear in the tribulation at the same time to attack the tribulators, which is known as the most difficult tribulation in history.

However, the people who can generally lead to this catastrophe are all demonic talents, and they have appeared five times throughout the ages, and all five times have been crossed, although they are successful, but the people who have crossed the catastrophe have been born and died several times, and they have almost disappeared.

For the first time, the unicorn beast suspected Wang Yan's identity, how could an ordinary person lead to the Ninety-Five Tribulation.

The emperor before him was nothing more than the Eighty-Five Tribulation, and it was not just a matter as simple as one more Thunder Heavenly Dragon.

Each Heavenly Dragon is the strength of the peak of the Ascending Immortal Initial Realm, and you have to deal with nine Heavenly Dragons at the peak of the Ascending Immortal Initial Realm at the same time before you become the Ascending Immortal Realm, and the difficulties can be imagined.

Moreover, the strength of each Thunder Dragon in the Ninety-Five Tribulation and the Eighty-Five Tribulation is different.

Only one of the eight five-year is the peak of the Ascending Immortal Initial Realm, and the rest are the middle stage of the Ascending Immortal Initial Realm.

At that time, his master almost died when he crossed the catastrophe, I don't know what Wang Yan could do in the face of this ninety-five catastrophe?