Faced with such a scene that he had never encountered before, it was not until the last moment, when he jumped down, that he realized what he had just experienced.

That's the good thing that a cultivator thinks about day and night, and that's what everyone wants. But it's also a long way off for everyone. That's the feather into an immortal.

Just as he was about to cross the narrow passage, many familiar people appeared in front of him, not only his predecessors and friends, but also some legendary characters, some even his own rivals, all of whom were famous in the Valley of the Wild Goose. Now they are all standing "over there", but they seem to be very ordinary, they have cultivated for so many days, and they have been cultivating for so many years, but they are the last person.

And he gave up this decision at the last moment, jumping down the passage without any scruples, without the slightest hesitation. The huge impact of his fall also made him quickly wake up from the foggy illusion. His body shook suddenly, and his eyes opened. Because he closed his eyes for a long time, he couldn't open his eyes when he opened them for a while, so he hurriedly used his hands to block the sun.

But at this moment of reaching out and lowering his crotch, the sky and earth instantly changed color. It was still a bright day just now, and in an instant, the black clouds pressed over. And the black clouds in front of him are not trivial, they are much more crystal clear than the usual dark clouds, and the black ones are even thicker, just like the earth-shattering mysteries of the Falling Goose Valley.

Not to mention that, when the wind changed, flying sand and rocks.

The old man had not yet seen the black clouds above his head, when he suddenly heard the sound of a boulder rolling. When I looked up, I saw a large rock on the mountain being carried up to the sky by a strong wind, which showed that the wind was so strong. At the moment, I was a little unsteady on my feet, so I hurriedly found something to hold in my hand to prevent it from being blown away by the strong wind.

In front of him, black clouds were pressing down on the city, but behind him was a piece of yellow sand, and thousands of troops and horses pressed towards him. It was extremely shocking to look at it, the wind was as strong as a knife, and the three-zhang wide tree was cut down in an instant, leaving not an inch of grass everywhere it went.

The old man looked at the yellow sand behind him, and saw that there was a small village before the yellow sand arrived. It is being ravaged by strong winds. The old man had no choice, and the yellow sand was extremely fast, coming straight towards him. Those simple mountain people were also swallowed up by the yellow sand, and the green of the mountains was the same fate. From this point of view, human life is really like a mustard.

It was also at this time that Black Cloud also began to show his power, as if to prove that his ability was not weaker than Yellow Sand. Suddenly, a thunderbolt came down and slashed straight at the old man.

The old man was full of compassion, but he had no way to face the wrath of Tianwei and Tianwei.

The thunder came down bravely and hit the top of the old man's head. The old man can't stop there, and die here. The ghostly figure turned slightly sideways and dodged the blow.

Could it be that the will of Heaven really cannot be violated, why should we kill those unarmed mountain people? What have they committed, and what are their crimes? These countless questions pressed on the old man's chest, and there was no way to stretch them. He wanted to be unfair to Tianda, but what God reciprocated was a burst of thunder, and he wanted to take his life.

His decision went against the will of God, isn't Yaoshan really worth saving, but he is also a living person, a person who needs help. How could he rely on his own selfishness to satisfy his desire to become an immortal and give up a young man who was seriously injured? This is contrary to his own will, and he will never be able to do it.

When he saw his mentor on the passage, he already knew what path he was taking. It is a path that all monasticists wish to take. But at the last moment he stopped, and if he had taken a few steps forward, the situation would have changed. He will stay in heaven forever and enjoy endless glory and wealth forever. But what will the child in Yaoshan do, will he be so willing to give up his path of revenge? On the contrary, he will be killed by Twilight. With his kind of Taoism, he is not an opponent of Twilight at all. So how could he give up so lightly, and how could he watch Yaoshan being killed? He couldn't do it, and he couldn't bear to do it.

Unexpectedly, his decision touched the wrath of heaven and caused this kind of suffering catastrophe. He also knew that he was sinful, and there was no need to say more.

When there is such a change in the world, all the blame will be placed on his head. Countless creatures were slaughtered, and he didn't want to get rid of any relationship.

Is it worth it to bear such a heavy infamy?

Or is it worth it for the sake of this kid Yaoshan, for Xuanchi and Xuanqing?

His actions also illustrate the only answer, and it is worth it. He will definitely use the time he has left to help this kid Yaoshan, otherwise he will be ashamed of himself.

The rumbling thunder resounded across the earth, shaking the eardrums and shaking the body unsteadily.

At this time, the yellow sand in the sky had blown over his head. After passing through the valley where he was, he did not go straight, but turned and turned back. The clothes on his body have been blown into rags, and they can't be called "clothes" at all. He hurriedly picked up the sleeping Yaoshan and placed it in an unventilated stone room to ensure that Yaoshan was not harmed.

There was a boom, but the stone chamber under his feet was shaking, and it should have been a thunderbolt hitting the stone mountain above his head. The force shook the whole mountain. This kind of power is not something that people can do.

The old man walked out of the stone room, carrying the yellow sand and the strong wind on his face, and walked hard to the top of the mountain.

The dark clouds in the sky regrouped and looked around him. The yellow sand is raging, there is no good color between heaven and earth, and it is a hell on earth.

The old man struggled to the top of the mountain, and a trace of thunder flashed in the black clouds, which seemed to be a preparatory move first. Just thinking about this, he suddenly slashed a thunderbolt straight from the top of his head. Your thunder is so fierce that it seems that you have to kill you.

The white light in the thunder seemed to be three feet, but it was like a white pillar, slashing straight down at the top of his head. There is no escape, and there is no resistance.

In an instant, the white pillar penetrated through his body, straight through his body, and the clothes around him were incinerated into powder in an instant, and they were suddenly swept away by the strong wind. Even so, he couldn't stand the shock. The whole mountain trembled when such a heavy blow struck, let alone a mortal* person.

The old man was beaten by this blow and knelt on the stone mountain, with smoke all over his body, as if his body had undergone a burning, and all the internal organs in his body were burned one by one. But despite this, the old man didn't have so much to do, and he was still able to stand up with strong support.

At this moment, there were whispers from the layers of black clouds. Sighs, accusations, or surprises, and cannot be listened to.

The old man lifted his heavy head and looked at the swirl of black clouds above his head. The yellow sand in the sky also cooperated, and it also turned into a whirlwind. The inclusion of the old man seemed to foreshadow his death here.

Heavenly calamity and heavenly wrath, the heart of heaven cannot be violated!

Yellow sand and black clouds, all living beings are sins!

"God, the fault is all on the old man!" The old man said with difficulty: "I am old and decayed, and I will soon die in the world, but tens of millions of sentient beings are innocent, I hope that God will give me another three months, and I will go to hell and feel at peace!"

Every word the old man said was very difficult, as if he had to exhaust the power of his whole body to drive the originally simple throat. When he said the last sentence, he was already in tears.

"Zhang Yuanshan!" came a deep voice from the thick black clouds, "You dare to defy the heavens, all the sins suffered in the world this time are because of you, because you are arrogant, in vain you refuse the will of the gods of heaven, you deserve death, but you are dedicated to saving people, and now you have granted your wish, and in three months, you will go to hell to enjoy the suffering of reincarnation!"

At the end of these words, he lost his solemn majesty, but in a playful tone, or a mocking tone, where there is still the majesty and nobility of the gods, it is not as good as a group of ordinary people!

Zhang Yuanshan hurriedly knelt down and thanked the gods. The mouth reads: "Thank you, thank you!"

But the black clouds have not dispersed, and some of them are getting worse. The electric light surging in the black clouds, more like a long dragon shining with white light, lurking in the thick black clouds, piercing from time to time, it can really be said that the dragon sees the head but does not see the tail. Extremely majestic, extremely magnificent.

Zhang Yuanshan didn't know what else was going on, so he stood up slightly, looking at the vast earth and the yellow sand on his face. The whirlwind swept the surrounding trees and rocks upward, pouring straight into the black clouds, never to be seen again. But seeing objects flying up but not falling is not a good omen.

"Zhang Yuanshan!" A very rapid and stern voice interrupted his thinking.

He looked up, but didn't know what was the matter.

"Although the gods promised to let you go, you have to pass my level!" he said, and the black clouds in the sky seemed to awaken, and they became thicker. Among them, the shuttle of electric light is more frequent, and it gradually closes closer to the shape of a ring. And it's not like that, the lightning flashes overhead have been gathering, and it seems to be gathering the most fatal blow.

The flying sand and rocks were all sucked into the black clouds overhead, and objects large and small flew into the sky. When I looked up, it was getting smaller and smaller until I couldn't see it

"This, this is the catastrophe!" said the crowd hundreds of miles away.

"Someone must have provoked the heavens to suffer this calamity, and presumably several villages there will also be implicated!"

"Hey, the hearts of the people in the immortal class are so small!" said one of them without any scruples. The surrounding people stood up for his words, and hurriedly covered the man's mouth, for fear of triggering the wrath of heaven to this side.

One of them said, "You fools, you don't understand anything in this situation, what foolish people you are!"

When the others saw that he dared to release such words, he should be a good person, otherwise he would not have spoken wildly. He gathered around him and asked, "What do you think of this scene, this gentleman?"

The man was holding a folding fan, although it didn't look like a fairy wind bone, but it was a bit of a sense of swagger and deception, and when he heard that everyone around him wanted to hear his answer, he said in a big way: "This is called crossing the heavenly tribulation, you haven't practiced the Dao method, you can't experience this situation at all, don't look at this situation like the wrath of the sky, in fact, it is testing the mind and courage of the cultivators, after this trial, you can get out of the flesh and rank in the immortal class, what do you mortals know!" He saw that everyone around him listened with relish, and gradually exaggerated his ability, as if he had passed through the heavenly calamity, and he was also an immortal who had escaped from the body.

At this moment, one of the children said, "Then are you experiencing a transitional tribulation?"

There are no words here

Mortals can know the reason for this catastrophe, but it is only to slaughter mortals with higher intentions.

Heaven and the world are all the same, how can there be any immortality, it is just the beautiful yearning of some mortals. And the Supreme Heavenly Palace only has such a big place, if everyone can become an immortal, then how can the Supreme Heavenly Palace have so many places to place.

Therefore, the old immortals will gradually die, but they will just find some people to replace them. The reincarnation of all living beings is not different, but everyone's mind is different, some good and some bad, sometimes good and sometimes bad.

Good and evil are all in a thought, and God and God are also in a moment

It was getting dark again. It was precisely like this, the thunder light gathered above Zhang Yuanshan's head was also constantly emitting a terrifying light.

The black is thick, so that the white shines.

Evil reigns, and good cannot be tolerated.

The first thing that fell was a circle of thunder light above Zhang Yuanshan's head. I saw a transparent pillar of light smashed down all over his body, enveloping Zhang Yuanshan in it. Among them, the electric light transmission cracked out from time to time, causing the grass and trees on the mountain to burn instantly.

Wildfires are the most terrible, as long as the fire is started and not extinguished in time, the raging fire will immediately burn everything that can be burned on the entire mountain. With the help of the strong wind, the fire burned even more fiercely, and for a time the entire mountain was shrouded in a sea of fire.

Zhang Yuanshan had no time to be distracted, he was in the transparent electric light, endured the pain caused by the electric light shuttle, gradually pressed his body down, and knelt weakly on the stone slab on the top of the mountain. The slate around him was also shattered into powder by the lightning light, and only the slate around him was not damaged in the slightest. At this time, he was worried about the situation in the medicine mountain, if the heavenly thunder shook the stone room, then the situation in the medicine mountain was not optimistic.

Even so, he couldn't get out of the electric circle around him.

This is not the most powerful heavenly thunder, the white light above his head is still gathering, and it has not landed for a while, it seems that Zhang Yuanshan will definitely fall after this blow.

Just listening to the boom, the sound alone shook the whole earth, and it swayed endlessly, not to mention how much damage this lightning strike had.

The white light gradually engulfed Zhang Yuanshan, and his entire body was buried in thunder and lightning. The huge light makes it impossible to open your eyes