Desperate situation, survival or despair in a desperate situation?

No one can answer, because in that rapidly changing situation, there is no time to think. There is only one thing to have.

There are too many unsatisfactory things in a person's life, too much bitterness and helplessness. Is it to grasp the throat of fate, or to sigh the little bit of sadness.

Qi Nan looked up at the furious sky, and the trace of terrifying and bewitching black thunder tribulation fell gently from the black clouds in the sky so quietly and slowly, as if it was the mother's gentle hand stroking the baby. It's just that it's hard to know, and everyone is clearly aware of it. This black thunder tribulation is far from being as quiet and gentle as it seems. Its hidden danger even the difficulties that have always been self-confident have to be contemplated.

Slowly, it was hard to move. He stretched out his hand and twitched the black-gold fairy sword behind him, and just like that, with the gesture, the black-gold fairy sword slowly displayed in front of people.

That is what can be called a fairy sword, all the fairy swords, whether it is Chu Xiao's conscience or Zeng Ruijin's return to dust, are overshadowed from the moment the black and gold fairy sword is unsheathed.

The magic weapons of all the core disciples in the square seemed to have sensed this black-gold fairy sword, and all of them made a buzzing sound, as if they were bowing their heads, and seemed to praise the boundless power of this black-gold fairy sword with that buzzing sound.

"It's the Void Tribulation Sword!The Void Tribulation Sword of the Sect!" all the core disciples widened their eyes and looked at the black-gold fairy sword in the sky. At this moment, they were all excited, and finally, finally, their great master was about to wield the legendary and powerful Void Tribulation Immortal Sword. That was in the Great War between Good and Evil five hundred years ago, and a sword pierced through the Blood Feather Demon Emperor's Void Tribulation Divine Sword!

The Void Tribulation Sword was covered in black gold, and at first glance, people seemed to be able to feel the vast killing and sacred meaning coming from the sword body. The sword is sharp, and there seems to be a dark purple electric light faintly flickering on it, and the purple electric light is wandering suddenly, like a dragon shape looming in the sky.

Legend has it that this Void Tribulation Sword and another immortal sword called the Longhuang Sword have become the two most powerful and spiritual magic weapons in the cultivation realm, and their quality has been faintly compared with the four great ancient swords. After all, the four great ancient swords are only in legends, and the only living hidden immortal sword has also been shelved, and its mystery has never been revealed.

Therefore, in people's impressions, the two immortal swords of Void Tribulation and Longhuang are the representatives of supreme power. It's just that the owner of this Longhuang Sword hasn't seen it since the earth-shattering battle between good and evil five hundred years ago. Only left behind the prestige of this unfortunate sword.

That's it, this Void Tribulation Sword has been hidden for many years, and as soon as it appeared, it caused all the magic weapons present to overflow with aura and buzz.

The black thunder tribulation in the sky did not stop because of the dazzling sword light of the black-gold Void Tribulation Sword, and when it was still more than half a person high from the mid-air, suddenly the black thunder tribulation seemed to be violently enraged, and it seemed to open the black mouth in the air, and swallowed it violently towards the Void Tribulation Sword that had just appeared.

The momentum seemed to be about to shatter the bones of this Void Tribulation Sword.

This Void Tribulation Sword didn't seem to be afraid at all, and it screamed, as if it was a merciless mockery of the posture of this black thunder tribulation, and then the black-gold sword light suddenly triumphed, and the purple lightning on the sword body like a dragon suddenly became more and more visible, as if a purple dragon that wanted to be in harmony with the sky was about to come out.

The black is the incomparably powerful thunderstorm, and the purple is the dragon that is about to come out. Two colors that are pure to the extreme, like two incomparably brilliant rays of light in the sky that were drawn by the great supernatural master with a heavenly brush. Dazzling and peerless.

Gently, it was difficult to move, and with incomparable might, in this vast firmament, he wielded the first move of the Void Tribulation Immortal Sword five hundred years later!

The voice of the martyrdom was like coming from the distant sky, vicissitudes and clumsy: "The first form of the Nine Swords of Separation from Worry - ask the common people!"

But seeing that the black-gold fairy sword began to grow wildly in an instant, the sword body continued to lengthen and expand, and in an instant, this huge black-gold fairy sword seemed to cover the rolling black clouds in the sky, and the entire sky turned into black gold.

Qi Nan's figure moved slowly, holding the Void Tribulation Sword that had long become the only color of the world in mid-air, and gently walked in this void, as if he was going to see the entire red world and vicissitudes of life in that step.

The momentum of the black thunder tribulation was already so amazing, but the magnanimity of this calamity and the power of the void tribulation sword made everyone ignore the existence of the black thunder tribulation and the black clouds in the sky.

Above the vast sky, there was nothing, only the tribulation and the Void Tribulation Immortal Sword shining brightly between the farthest heaven and earth.

Ask the common people! The common people are bitter, how many reincarnations are the joys and sorrows of the red dust? Ask the common people! The common people hate, who is it to sigh for life and death?

It seemed to be a sword swinging in the void, as if carrying the endless life and death of these thousands of years, the joys and sorrows of the red dust, the boundless sorrow, resentment, resentment and Ling Tian's sword qi slashed straight towards the terrifying black thunder tribulation.

"Click-" The black thunderstorm was hit by the waist, as if the thunderstorm was sentient, rolling and roaring, and the feeling was as if there was unbearable pain. The momentum dropped and rose, and the top of the thunder tribulation suddenly turned around, and rushed towards the mighty Void Tribulation Immortal Sword.

Qi Nan shook his head and sighed: "It's been five hundred years, and this is the first time I've been forced to take out the second sword.

But the figure suddenly disappeared. Everyone was puzzled, and suddenly found that in the middle of the tumbling black cloud, a dazzling black gold suddenly appeared. Then everyone saw that the figure of Qi Qi was appearing at the intersection of the black clouds. The long sleeved robe swung out suddenly, and the black-gold Void Tribulation Sword seemed to cut off the entire sky, "Spread it out for me!"

I saw that the black clouds in the sky seemed to be grabbed by someone's neck, and they rotated and contracted at a rapid speed in an instant, but in ten breaths, the black clouds in the sky dissipated without a trace, and the terrifying black thunder tribulation also disappeared out of thin air.

The blue sky, the white clouds, and the long-lost sunshine are slowly unfolding in front of people's eyes. And in that vision, the proud figure in the sky made everyone unforgettable.

That person is a god-like being.

It was silent, and all the core disciples in the square were fascinated, almost forgetting that they were still in danger just now, and even a little not too enjoyable, secretly thinking that it would be good if this time was longer.

Suddenly, applause, cheers, and the roar of the magic weapon shook the sky.

It's finally over. The Triple Tribulation has passed, and everyone is looking forward to that exciting moment - Ascension!

But after waiting for a long time, there was no change in the figure of Qi Nan floating in the air, and it seemed that if he ascended, it was not just as simple as the Triple Thunder Tribulation.

Lin Yizhi looked at the figure like a saint and a god, and he was also waiting for the arrival of the ascension, and he was even extremely envious.

If I have this kind of cultivation, let alone a small refining valley, it will be a world of immortals, so what?

But after waiting for a long time and not seeing the slightest movement, he was a little puzzled, poked Lu Xiyue, who was already stunned next to him, and asked quietly: "Sister Xiyue, why hasn't the real person in charge of the sect ascended yet?"

Lu Xiyue seemed to be a little unhappy that Lin Yizhi disturbed her to see the demeanor of the master, and pouted and said: "You don't even know this, the real person in charge of the sect is so powerful, can a casual triple heavenly tribulation make him soar? At the very least, there must be no three seven twenty-one weight, not nine hundred and eighty-one heavy." ”

Lin Yizhi's eyes widened, and he seemed to be a little incredulous about this number: "No, eighty-one heavy thunder tribulations?"

In fact, this Lu Xiyue also didn't know much about the ascension, and was afraid that Lin Yizhi wouldn't believe it: "What's so strange about that, we are only one hundred and eight thunder tribulations away from the ascension of the Ancestor Worry." ”

Lu Xiyue was full of nonsense, but Lin Yizhi was convinced, and secretly thought in his heart that he would not be so powerful in the future, otherwise he would have lost his life a long time ago.

Qi Nan stared at the sky for a while, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "It seems that there must be more thunder tribulations, according to this situation, this fourth, fifth and sixth thunder tribulation will not come in more than ten years." So he slowly fell from mid-air, and saw that he had fallen to the ground. Suddenly, I heard a low voice from the distant sky, as if the words came from nothingness: "Trouble, do you think this is the end?"

"Who?" he turned his head and looked at the sky, but there was already a clear sky in the sky, white clouds, and there were no people.

Qi Nan suddenly stopped his figure and said coldly: "Who is Your Excellency, how about you show up?"

At the top of the Sorrow Peak, the figure of the head of the sect suddenly stopped, and turned his head suddenly, as if there was someone behind him, and the expression of the head of the sect suddenly became nervous, what the hell is going on?

The Venerable Master stood up and wanted to ask what was going on, but before he could say anything, a sudden change occurred.

The sky, which had been clear a moment ago, suddenly turned pitch black, like day suddenly turned into night, and the black hand could not see the five fingers. There was not a single star in this dark sky, except for the black cyclones that gradually gathered and surged.

It was as if all the people had entered the netherworld, and there was a faint sense of death in this darkness.

Just when Qi Nan and the eight first real people all observed that there was a change, Lu Xiyue, who was in the wishful Qiankun cover in the hall, suddenly saw that his face turned pale, and his eyes were staring at the black gas surging in the sky, and suddenly beads of sweat the size of beans fell, trembling all over, and his body swayed, as if he was greatly frightened.

Lin Yizhi hurriedly supported her and said, "Little Sister Xiyue, you, what's wrong with you......"

Lu Xiyue's eyes stared at the black clouds, those eyes suddenly became deep and sharp, and there was even a faint golden light that shone into the tumbling black clouds. Suddenly, she looked like she was crazy, trembling all over, and said incoherently, "It's him again, it's him again......!" Monster...... ...... in the clouds There are a pair of eyes in the clouds...... Blood-red ...... It's horrible!"

Lin Yizhi has heard Lu Xiyue say such a thing for the second time, the first time it can be regarded as being afraid of nonsense, but this time he can't help but not let him pay attention to it, Lin Yizhi put his hand on his forehead and tried his best to look into the black clouds, but after looking hard for a long time, there was nothing else except the black clouds rolling and accumulating more and more. I was puzzled.

Bai Limu, who was standing not far away, saw the situation here, an afterimage had already come in front of the two of them, he looked at Lu Xiyue, and asked Lin Yizhi, "Xiyue, what's wrong?"

"Blood-red ...... Eye...... Blood-red!" Lu Xiyue was almost crazy, and the more she shouted, the more poignant the voice became, and finally the voice that came out of the mouth of this nine-year-old girl was cold and fearful.

Everyone noticed and heard the mournful shouts coming from the main hall. Zeng Ruijin and Chu Xiao both quickly flashed into the hall to see what was going on.

Zeng Ruijin saw the little junior sister like this, his heart was shocked and painful, and he hurriedly supported Lu Xiyue, stood with one palm, and two rays of true qi were instilled into Lu Xiyue's body, Lu Xiyue's eyes slowly closed, and her body fell to the ground softly, but it was like she was asleep.

"What's wrong with the little junior sister?" Lin Yizhi hurriedly asked when he saw this. Zeng Ruijin frowned and said: "I gave her a tranquilizing spell, she has to sleep, two or three hours, Yizhi, the situation outside is quite weird, and even the master hasn't figured out what the situation is, you have to be optimistic about the little junior sister, don't leave the Ruyi Qiankun cover one step to know?"

Lin Yizhi nodded vigorously and said, "Senior brother, although you can rest assured to go outside to guard your fellow disciples, I will definitely ......"

Before the words fell, suddenly a strong wind blew, and the terrible sound of the wind seemed to come from the underworld, blowing up from the depths of the underground for no reason. With this terrible wind. A cold air like a thousand years of ice also spread in this mountain of sorrow. The cold spread very quickly, and the chill became heavier and heavier, and in a short time, the chill seemed to freeze people's spirits together.

"What's going on?" Chu Xiao and Zeng Ruijin both walked out of the main hall quickly, and when they looked up, they saw that some disciples with lower cultivation had been frozen by the cold air and couldn't move, and the clothes on their bodies were actually covered with a thick layer of frost. And the various magic weapons that were originally flying in the sky seemed to be very afraid of this extremely cold air, and it was as if it was frozen, and the light dimmed a lot.

The real person who was suspended in mid-air had already seen the changes in this square, and shouted in mid-air: "There is a demon in the matter, all the disciples guard their hearts, don't let the cold air hurt the soul." With that, he wanted to return to the square and help those disciples.

Suddenly, Fang Cai's cold voice in the void rose again: "If you want to go back to help them, protect yourself first!"

The figure that was about to move suddenly froze, and suddenly turned around to find that there was no trace of anyone under the sky except for the black clouds that were still surging.

It was difficult for the fire to hit up, and he said in a dignified voice: "Where is the demon?

The voice in the void seemed to carry a hint of mockery and said proudly: "The small Sect of Sorrow, the God has not yet taken it into account!"

With that, two purple-black lightning bolts coldly shot out from the endless black cyclone. A bolt of lightning rushed towards the Qi Nan Zhenren, while the other, even more terrifying-looking lightning, shot straight towards the more than 100 core disciples in the square like an upside-down heavenly river.

Qi Nanzhen suddenly fell into a dilemma, if he turned around to save the disciples in the square, then he himself would be struck by lightning, and he was afraid that he would end up in pieces. If he didn't save it, the lives of the more than 100 core disciples would be doomed.

Standing on the top of the eight seats, seeing that the situation had changed, they all screamed, wanting to pinch the magic trick to save those core disciples, but suddenly found that their bodies couldn't move at all, and they were all shocked and helpless.

As soon as his heart sank, he already knew that the mysterious figure hidden behind the dark clouds in the sky had cultivated much higher than everyone else, and he expected that the eight first seats were all Mahayana cultivators, but he didn't even notice when he was fixed.

The cold voice came again: "It's hard to be a child, I see how you are!"

Qi Nan gritted his teeth, and seeing that the purple-black lightning that shot towards the disciples in the square was close at hand, he had no choice but to cross his heart, and secretly thought: Even if I give up my body, I also want to protect the future elite of the Sorrow Sect.

After thinking about it, he resolutely turned around, ignoring the lightning that was already in front of him, and fiercely swung the Void Tribulation Immortal Sword at the lightning that slashed at the core disciple.

There was a loud bang, as if the sky was shattering, and the Void Tribulation Immortal Sword with boundless sword qi actually cut off the purple-black lightning at the waist.

At the same time, the lightning bolt that struck him at himself struck him alive without any hindrance.

"Poof-" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Qinan's mouth, and Qinan's body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Sect Master—" The eight disciples in the first seat and the square all shouted loudly.

The voice in the black cloud laughed wildly: "Sacrifice yourself for others, this master is a good master! I see how you can save it!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a few sounds of "boom-", "boom-", "boom-" in the sky, and three purple-black lightning bolts appeared in an instant, slashing down at the core disciples in the square.

Seeing that the lightning was about to slash these disciples, some of them were already so frightened that they scattered and fled, wailing again and again.

Suddenly, a white streamer suddenly blocked the first lightning bolt, and in an instant, the tip of the white light of the Questioning Fairy Sword was dead against the lightning and fell. It's Chu Xiao!

Chu Xiao's eyes were resolute and fearless, and he was dressed in white and hunting in the cold wind.

Immediately after, another lightning bolt was about to fall, and in an instant, one by one yellow figures were also resolutely blocked in front of this lightning, and the yellow sword qi of the Returning Dust Immortal Sword exuded a chilling light.

Lin Yizhi saw it sincerely, and couldn't help but worry, and shouted: "Senior brother, be careful!" That person was Zeng Ruijin.

When the second lightning was blocked, the third lightning was already falling rapidly, Su Yuan wanted to go over to block it, but he had no choice but to have the supreme magic weapon in his hand, but Hu Feng and the others did not dare to approach.

The lightning fell rapidly, everyone closed their eyes, all hope was shattered, the person behind the black cloud was really too powerful, but this fatal blow could no longer be blocked.

Just when everyone's hearts were like ashes, suddenly there was a roar that shook the sky, and a faint purple light pierced the sky, and then a young man in white appeared in front of the lightning that was about to fall on the ground of the square, and the faint purple magic weapon, the purple light was sheng, and the power was even stronger than the lightning, and this magic weapon like a dagger was silently absorbing the energy of this lightning.

Away from people! White clothes are separated from the wood, and white is separated from the wood.

The young man, whose face had always been as cold as an iceberg that would not melt for ten thousand years, stood in front of this terrifying lightning like that, and his faint purple color exuded an incomparable light.

Chu Xiao, Zeng Ruijin, and Bai Limu, the three amazing and brilliant descendants, resisted the falling lightning with their own Jindan period cultivation like that, and did not give an inch!

Qi Nan slowly straightened up, saw such a magnificent and shocking picture, and said slowly: "Okay!

After saying that, his eyes were like knives, and the boundless killing aura filled his entire eyes in an instant, and he said slowly: "That little man behind the black clouds, if you don't come out again, I will force you out!"

After that, the black-golden light of the Void Tribulation Sword slowly floated in the air, and the boundless killing sword qi, like the master of this world, was coldly proud of his life.

A faint and clumsy voice came out of his mouth: "The gods are mighty, the Xuansha is brilliant!

As this ancient and heavy mantra reverberated between heaven and earth, all the disciples of the Separation Sect knew that the most powerful ninefold Separation of Worries Ten Thousand Sword Recipes in the world had finally lifted its own mysterious veil in amazements and decisiveness......