There was no light in the heavens and the earth, and the gloomy pressure like water kept venting out from the sky like a tidal wave, and there was an endless drag force on the ground.

The monks of the Eight Directions who were in the sky were all terrified because of these words, a single kind of Heavenly Tribulation may be able to withstand one or two with their many victories, but this is a double Heavenly Tribulation.

The increase of the Heavenly Tribulation is not as simple as one plus one equals two, but the rhythm of one plus one and so on four or eight, if it is two Heavenly Tribulations, it may not make many monks in the sky change their colors, but this is the Immortal Dao Rebirth Tribulation, plus the Mortal Dao Transformation Tribulation.

Although many monks are under the banner of going against the sky, no one dares to really go against the sky, and all monks with a high realm must be very sorry for their lives, and they regard their lives more important than anything else.

With the continuous attack of coercion, the number of monks in the scene continues to decrease, after all, no matter how good the opportunity is, you also need to have the life to take it, otherwise the perfect opportunity will only make a wedding dress for others.

Feeling the lock of the Heavenly Tribulation, Xu Mo raised his hand unhurriedly, and turned into a shield with the power of many artistic conceptions, wanting to use this to block the coercion of the Heavenly Tribulation, what he didn't expect was that everything he did was in vain.

The clouds above the sky kept switching colors, from black to red, from red to purple, and finally to three colors, and an illusory eyeball also appeared in the cloud, staring at Xu Mo.

Seeing this, Xu Mo, who was standing there, raised his right hand, looked up at his eyeballs and shouted, "Ruin Extreme Dao Sword, Ning!"

With this low roar, a thin red thread appeared in his originally silent eyes, and then the qi of creation and destruction surged, condensing directly towards the palm of his right hand.

The red filaments, accompanied by clusters of creation and destruction airflow, spread along the palm to the outside, and the rudiments of a sword gradually became clear.

Without hesitation, he straddled his left hand on his right hand and clenched it, dragged it towards his left shoulder, and whispered again out of breath: "Qianyuan, the first style, open-heaven-earth!"

At this moment, Xu Mo swung an extremely brilliant blow, this was the strongest blow he could use now, in his heart, the Heavenly Tribulation was to be quickly wiped out, in case it was too late to change.

But the sword that was enough to tear everything apart, after standing in the interlayer of the Dao Dao space, it was close to the three inches of the Heavenly Tribulation Eyeball, and it turned into a little bit of light and disintegrated.

The dark clouds next to the eyeballs are like flesh, floating up and down around the eyeballs, and people can't help but imagine that the eyeballs have been open for too long, so let the dark clouds wash them instead of the eyelids.

What Xu Mo never expected was that a thunderous condensed fingertip suddenly rushed out of his eyeballs and crushed him fiercely, and where the fingertips passed, all the space exploded, leaking out of the dark nothingness.

Xu Mo, who was standing there, did not doubt the power of this attack at all, it was half a point worse than his own Ruin Pole Dao Sword attack, he looked at the fingertips that were rapidly pressed down, and wanted to dodge, but found that his body was imprisoned there by an inexplicable force, so he couldn't move.

First of all, the shield transformed by the artistic conception of life and death, like a blank piece of paper, was broken in an instant, and then the artistic conception of virtual reality was also vulnerable, Xu Mo watched his defense being disintegrated little by little, so that there was nothing he could do.

Zhu Min next to him shook his head slightly, sighed leisurely, stretched out his hand and pinched the fingertip in the air, and the fingertip turned into a stream of air and hit in all directions, and in a moment, all disappeared.

Now, Xu Mo's back was all wet with sweat, he had never been so powerless, this deep sense of powerlessness made him feel a sense of despair that was close to collapse.

Looking down at Xu Mo's appearance slightly, Zhu Min pursed the corners of his mouth, and then said softly: "Keep your mind, I estimate that this is only the first attack, and there are probably eight more attacks behind." ”

There was no other way, Xu Mo just looked at Zhu Min with a wry smile, he had now exhausted his hole cards, how could he stop the other Eight Heavenly Tribulations.

"Oops, my rebirth is here too!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Min looked at the dead skin on his body and said loudly in shock.

The tiny thunder in the sky was constantly being released, making the monks who had not left tired of coping, although they were the highest level of the mortal realm, but none of them had experienced this thing, so they should not be bothered to scurry back and forth.

Not only that, but a few Divine Transformation Period monks did not flee in time, but were directly killed on the spot by the cathartic thunder, turning into a blood mist in the sky, and spreading in all directions along the sweep of the wind flow.

Many onlookers in the distance were inexplicably nervous, they had never thought that their lives were so fragile, because the monks of the Peak Period of this era were hiding from the world, the monks of the Divine Transformation Period could completely dominate one side.

Who would be idle and have nothing to do to fight with another Divine Transformation, which also caused their eyes to be empty-eyed, thinking that the Divine Transformation Period was already very remarkable, so they neglected to cultivate.

At this moment, they realized that there was a kind of power, the monks of the Divine Transformation Period could not afford to provoke them, and the monks of the Divine Transformation Period were also tired of coping, so the majestic and endless power of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the Peak Period of the Mortal Peak Cultivation was also tired of confrontation, and the Divine Transformation Period was simply touching it and dying.

A grain of sand and gravel on the ground, all suspended in the air, as if the magnetic force was rebellious, and then a figure broke through the air, and the eyes of the people present were all attracted to the past, wanting to know who it was, daring to step into the scope of the catastrophe without fear of death.

"Hey, master, long time no see!"

There was a pair of cat ears on the top of the head, and a stone bead was tightly held in his hand, he stared at Xu Mo and said with a smile.

Then he glanced up at the sky, frowned, and said again with an unchanged smile: "It seems that I came at the right time." ”

"By the way, what about Xiao Fan?"

Looking left and right at Xu Mo, but did not find Xiao Fan's figure, the man asked suspiciously again.

Sensing that Xu Mo was a little sad, that person didn't ask too much, just raised his head slightly and looked at his eyeballs, and a strong shock wave appeared in the middle void of their gaze, sweeping away in all directions.

"Yo roar, it's enjoyable, I didn't expect this catastrophe to be so strong. The man shook his head and laughed.

The sound waves of the words, touching the clouds around the eyeballs, were only silent in them, and did not cause anything, they were very flat.

"Xu Mo, catch it, let's catch the power of the future, we may be able to win. The man raised his hand and threw the stone bead he was holding directly to Xu Mo, and then said with a solemn face.

"Xiao Ash, your current state, with the power of the future, can I really fight again?"

took the stone beads, raised his eyes and saw that the corners of Xiao Ash's mouth had overflowed with blood beads, Xu Mo's eyes were red and he roared, he didn't want Xiao Ash to make a move.