Chapter 1248: One Thought Kills Everyone
Shaoyang Sect, Xuanming Cave Heaven.
The evening smoke is bright, swallowing the clouds and spitting out.
Pine wind green pond water, bamboo shade red peach blossoms.
Jing Ye sat under the treasure tree, his eyebrows were frosty white, his eyes were colorful, and the thunder and fire behind his head rose, condensing into lanterns, and the light was magnificent, reflecting Zhou Tian.
"Huh?"
Jing Ye's heart suddenly moved, and the thousands of seal characters in his eyes flowed, faintly forming a mysterious hexagram.
"Is it Zhongyuan Tribulation?"
Jing Ye's puzzled look disappeared in a flash, and he closed his eyes and pondered.
His cultivation of the "Three Yuan Tribulation Sutra" is an extremely mysterious Xuangong, after surviving the three tribulations of the lower yuan, the middle yuan, and the upper yuan, it is the realm of perfection, bearing the seeds of calamity, which can resolve the calamity and add auspiciousness.
It's just a three-element tribulation, different from the thunder tribulation, like the heart demon tribulation, not the heart demon tribulation, like the external tribulation, not the external tribulation, the heart has a calamity, the demon rises from the qi, it is difficult to describe it in words.
Jing Ye has already survived the Xia Yuan Tribulation, according to his calculations, it should be ten years before there will be the Zhong Yuan Tribulation, I didn't expect it to come so soon.
"Maybe it's the catastrophe coming, the catastrophe is deep, and it is triggered in advance?"
Jing Ye frowned, even if this Xuan Gong was cultivated in the Jing family, there were very few of them, and the Trinity Tribulation was completely different for different cultivators, and there was no reference at all.
"Peace of mind. β
Jing Ye's eyes moved, his wisdom was like a sword, cutting off all thoughts, no matter what, since the Zhongyuan Tribulation was launched, the most important thing now was to go all out to overcome the Tribulation.
If he can successfully survive the Zhongyuan Tribulation, his cultivation will be able to go to a big level, and he can take the lead in this rolling Tribulation and share his luck.
Whoa,
As soon as the thought fell, Jing Ye felt that the fire in front of him was rising, and at some point, red flames the size of fists fell from the void, dense and all-encompassing.
In the flames, there is unimaginable power, and the sound of crackling and burning is even more terrifying than the most powerful magic sound.
"Coldlight Weaving,"
Facing the flames, Jing Ye's mind was calm, and everywhere in his thoughts, wisps of thunder light were born, as if an invisible big hand was pulled up, outlined and depicted, and condensed into a supreme magic robe.
The robe fell down, covering his body, and everywhere he went, all the flames were extinguished, and in the end, only the size of a bean was left, crumbling.
"Boom,"
Seeing that the flame was about to be completely extinguished, all of a sudden, a piercing magic sound sounded, and the flame of the bean sprouts seemed to be added with lamp oil, and with a bang, it burned.
"Boom,"
An evil vertical pupil rises from the firelight, and billions of seals are intertwined, precipitating the deepest evil, killing, destruction, despair, death, etc., etc., as if it were a combination of all negative emotions.
"Eye of the Devil,"
Jing Ye's face was solemn, his hands bloomed like lotus flowers, and he played out one after another tricks, these tricks did not move true qi, did not attract vitality, but were used to calm his mind.
If you don't move, you don't hurt, and your heart is like a dry well.
No matter how ever-changing, the devil comes from the heart, and the heart can't think of it, and the devil is not born.
"Boom,"
The magic sound continued, like long and short, like high-pitched, like low, one after another, as if it was substance, cutting on Jing Ye's eardrum.
"Shouichi,"
Jing Ye still didn't move, there was no emotion in his eyes, and he used his unshakable will to fight against the demons, and he had already had the self-confidence that had been tempered thousands of times.
I have to say that Jing Ye, as a veteran Dongtian Zhenren, has accumulated vigorously, even if the Zhongyuan Tribulation is more violent than the Xiayuan Tribulation, it is still stable and steady, and it can't make waves.
Sensing the thunder light that bloomed in his own Yuan Shen, Jing Ye knew in his heart that the Zhongyuan Tribulation was about to pass, and his strength would be greatly improved.
Click, click
Just after the light in the eyes of the Heavenly Demons was completely gone, a thick and indissoluble darkness descended, and the gloomy dead air permeated unscrupulously, and complete despair boiled and roared, wanting to sink everything.
Yes, it is the sinking, the sinking of thousands of lifetimes, from which there is no liberation.
"What is this?"
Jing Ye showed a look of shock, this kind of indelible darkness and sinking made his Dao heart unable to hold it, and he was ready to move.
"How so?"
Jing Ye ran Xuangong, thunder and light, and wanted to play a bright light and illuminate the darkness, and said, "This kind of calamity has far exceeded the tribulation of Zhongyuan. β
Thundered
The dark light is getting stronger and stronger, the darkness is getting thicker and thicker, and in the endless darkness, I don't know when, one after another sinking lotus flowers bloom, and one after another death demon gods sit on it, reciting divine mantras, and the six reincarnations.
Whoa,
The lotus flower turns, and the fragrance fills the air.
Every time Jing Ye smelled the lotus fragrance, he only felt that his primordial spirit was constantly beating, and the power in his body was draining.
"What the hell is this?"
Dong Tianzhen's state of mind made him barely maintain a trace of clarity, but the irrepressible despair rose and made him weaker and weaker.
"Why is this happening?"
Originally, Jing Ye was about to survive the catastrophe of Zhongyuan, his strength had increased greatly, and his future was bright, but he would have thought that suddenly the situation would reverse and fall into a kind of death, and the gap was so big that it was enough to make people crazy.
"Life and death are impermanent,"
At this time, a clear voice came out, and a deep aura hung down, and he changed into a teenager with long sleeves fluttering and standing tall.
It is strange to say that Jing Ye is in a thick darkness that cannot be dissolved, and in the endless sinking, there is no light, but he can clearly see the young man who appeared.
Such a strange change is really confusing.
"Who are you?"
The loss of strength made Jing Ye grow old rapidly, his originally ruddy face became yellow, and his frost-white eyebrows drooped weakly, like the tail of a white dog.
"Jing Ye,"
Jing Younan's projection came, and his eyes condensed, revealing thousands of scenes, and the original nature of the matter emerged from his eyes, which was not bad at all.
"I see,"
Jing Ye saw what was going on, the aura of aging on his body became even stronger, and he gasped, "Cause and effect, I can't imagine that I have cultivated to the cave heaven and are truly innocent, but I still can't escape cause and effect." β
"No one is immune to cause and effect. β
Jing Younan's big sleeves are fluttering, running life and death, dominating reincarnation, although the other party is a cave naΓ―ve, but he can sneak in quietly, and then when he crosses the catastrophe, he will give a fatal blow and no one will find out.
"Of course you want to plot against the heaven and earth Xuanwen that my parents obtained, and you will not hesitate to do this,"
Jing Younan's voice became low, like impermanence, and he said word by word, "Today, no one can escape." β
"This is the catastrophe,"
Jing Ye sighed, closed his eyes, and said nothing.
Almost at the same time, the people of the Jing family who participated in the retreat were either in the process of cultivating supernatural powers in retreat, or when refining magic weapons, or when they were talking and laughing with others, a breath of death suddenly appeared on their bodies, and then they became old, and finally died.
Not a single one left, clean.