A purple divine thunder pierced the night, shaking its head and cutting its tail like a divine dragon, and the mighty pressure made the void tremble.

This kind of divine thunder is not thunder and lightning in the ordinary sense, but the divine thunder that the monk will encounter when he crosses the tribulation, and the destruction thunder and fire contained in it are extremely terrifying, and the supreme great perfection powerhouses will be seriously injured under the tribulation thunder.

"It's been 50,000 years! I haven't seen a scene of thunder in the sky in 50,000 years!" Ever since the early Bliss True Man had injured the Origin by calculating it, no matter how much he cultivated, he had never been able to take the last step. Fifty thousand years ago, this universe underwent a mutation, the Gu Immortals disappeared, and the immortal path became more and more elusive. Most of the cultivators of the same period had already ascended or fallen under the Tribulation. Those who have survived to this day are all those with dull qualifications, but they are blessed. Ding Dian Qingyi Tiger King and the Kendo Man were naturally not among them because they were calculated by the Bliss True Man.

Witnessing the monks of the same generation ascending through the tribulation, who could know the anguish and gloom in Changmei's heart? Even in his realm of male cultivators, those monks at the bottom had already ascended to the tribulation and overwhelmed him. This huge difference made him unacceptable, and he chose to sit on the death barrier.

In the past three thousand years, the scars of the origin have basically been repaired, and Changmei has already touched that layer of coveted realm, and under the ecstasy, he immediately fell into a crazy cultivation. Just when he sensed that the thunderstorm was about to come, this universe suddenly changed, and the thunderstorm disappeared without a trace.

Disheartened to death, Changmei sat at the death pass again, until he woke up by chance a month ago, learned the traces of the emperor, and had an accident in order to become an immortal and break the death pass.

"Everyone be careful!" Lin Qing's expression was very solemn, after this thunderstorm, there would be endless dry bones and ghosts.

Before the words fell, a beast roar suddenly sounded in the dead sea of sand.

It was as if a pebble was thrown into the middle of the lake, breaking the silence of death.

The wind was howling, the thunder was roaring, and the dark sky was flickering with a zigzag electric light, flying across the sky like a fire dragon.

"Rumble!"

With an explosion, the torrential rain poured, and the fist-sized raindrops were rendered lilac by the purple electricity, and the dense raindrops fell like steel whips, whipping the sea of sand.

"Roar!"

A terrible howl made everyone tremble, and in the sea of sand not far away, a black-haired beast's claw pierced through the desert.

As everyone stepped on, it was as if the immortal peerless demon had awakened from his slumber, and the desert of death suddenly boiled.

A terrible howl echoed in the desert, and in the sea of sand, a huge skeleton rushed out and roared in the sky.

Countless resentful spirits and evil spirits continued to burrow out of the sea of sand, looking up to the sky and roaring, letting out a terrifying roar.

"Dead creatures!" One of the Supremes exclaimed in horror with a changed expression.

"What did you say?" Lin Qing's expression changed greatly, and there seemed to be a thunderbolt exploding in his mind, and in an instant, many mysteries were solved.

The fall of Shennong, the disappearance of the Holy Emperor of Fuxi, and the demise of the demon master Kunpeng, all of this finally has the best explanation.

Plane war!

The time when the plane war broke out was not just a few hundred years, and at the time of the famine, the dead creatures had already invaded, and Emperor Shennong's ** was destroyed at this time, not the one he saw competing with Lei Yunqing and falling.

The three Holy Emperors fell to two, and how strong were the invading dead creatures? In his mind, a flash of lightning slashed, and a flash of inspiration appeared.

Black Stele!

The existence of the Holy Emperor Fuxi who has to fight to suppress the fall must be a peerless murderer, and his own cultivation will definitely not be weaker than Fuxi, or even surpass.

If the suppressed demon in the stele escapes, who can suppress it if the saint does not come out of this universe now?

"Could it be?" Lin Qing exclaimed.

In his mind, he instantly recalled Sha Jia's hint that the Golden Saint Seiya came to the Blue Bird Star according to Lei Yunqing's instructions and secretly sneaked into the Desert of Death, although Sha Jia did not say what the purpose was, Lin Qing, who was now puzzled, had already guessed it.

Lei Yunqing was originally the remnant holy soul of the saint of the outer universe, and his 50,000 years of cultivation had already awakened, and now the purpose of this action is self-evident. It must be to release the big murderer suppressed in the stone tablet and plot to seize the Xuanhuang universe.

"What's wrong?" everyone's heartstrings tensed, and they also felt a tingling in their scalps in the face of the endless dry bones and evil spirits.

"Don't keep your cultivation, hurry up and rush out of here!" Lin Qing was all thinking about the black stone tablet.

"So, let's do it!" Changmei didn't doubt him, nodded in agreement, and reached out to shoot a divine light, chopping hundreds of skeletons into pieces.

"Roar"

Countless ghosts roared in unison, frantically breaking free from the sand sea, roaring and rushing towards the crowd, boundless evil spirits, ghosts, skeletons, like an endless wave.

At the moment of life and death, no one still has their hands left, and one after another gorgeous divine light rains out, rendering the crystal clear raindrops into a dreamy blur.

The attack launched by the Supreme Powerhouse was definitely comparable to that of Gu Immortals, and in just an instant, the endless dry bones were crushed into ashes.

Before everyone could rejoice, the terrible roar of the beast sounded again, forming a wave, one after another, overpowering the roar of the divine thunder, resounding throughout the Death Desert.

The sand sea surged, and endless huge dry bones drilled out, breaking free from the shackles of the sand sea, roaring and fighting against everyone.

The supreme powerhouse joined forces again, and the incomparably brilliant divine light swept away like raindrops, instantly crushing these dead spirits into ashes.

In the sea of sand of reincarnation, I don't know how many undead souls buried their bones, killed a batch, and threw a steady stream of necromancers pouring out, roaring and killing.

Endless.

No matter how many magic weapons you have, there are thousands of ways, and in the face of the endless killing of the dead, you must also fall with hatred.

Lin Qingxiu was deposed, unable to arouse the emperor's divinity to usher in the Shennong Phantom to suppress the endless evil spirits, and now he could only rely on the supreme means to forcibly break out of this sea of evil spirits.

With his memory, Lin Qing hung the apricot yellow flag on his head, leading the way in front, and the evil spirits that blocked the road were dry bones, and the road patterns that were stained with the apricot yellow flag turned into ashes with a miserable howl, and the blockers were invincible.

The torrential rain was pouring down, and I don't know when, the raindrops had turned bright red like blood, like countless steel whips, slashing down their heads and faces, like sharp lightning, tearing the night sky to pieces.

Kill endlessly, cut endlessly.

In the desert of death, I don't know how many resentful spirits are buried, but at this time they are awakened by the people who set foot in the desert, and the tide is generally used to never die.

No one can remain indifferent under the endless army of wraiths, not even the Supreme.

With the destruction of one resentful spirit, another batch of resentful spirits continued to pour out, and the second batch of resentful spirits was far stronger than the first batch of resentful spirits.

Within a few minutes, the Supremes joined forces, and they didn't know how many resentful spirits they had slaughtered, and the later they went, the more tricky the resentful spirits they encountered.

At this moment, a group of fierce spirits came out of the sea of sand again, these fierce spirits had complete muscles and bones, rotten skin and flesh, and two white flames jumped in their eye sockets, and the momentum they emitted faintly reached the level of a general.

Like a tide, there is no end to the torrent of evil spirits, densely occupying the entire line of sight. Countless clusters of white flames were beating, shining with a ferocious coldness.

These necromancers have transformed from a state of dry bones to flesh and blood, and have regained their sanity, although they have not grown to their peak state, but they are not comparable to the previous skeletons without intelligence.

In front of the army of evil spirits, a silver-white skeleton stood with a bone knife in his hand, his three-zhang tall body looked extremely oppressive, and the flames dancing in his eyes had evolved into blood red.

"Roar!" the silver-white corpse roared angrily in the sky, and the bone knife in his hand slashed out a black light, the evil spirit that has reached this level has learned to use energy to attack, and it is not like before that it will only fight.

With the slashing out of the black light, countless evil spirits roared in the sky, and they all slashed out a black light. Suddenly, a meteor shower rose above the Death Desert, tearing blood-red raindrops into mist and overwhelmingly pouring in.

Countless energy combined attacks for the warrior-level powerhouses, even the Gu Immortals wanted to hate it, and this black light meteor shower made everyone change color.

"Sacrificial magic weapon!" The long-eyebrow real person cracked his eyes, roared, and opened his mouth to spit out a bronze tripod. The bronze tripod has three legs and two ears, solemn and solemn, and the lines of the Tao and the reason are compared, so that this square heavy weapon is full of majestic and heavy atmosphere.

The bronze tripod rises in the wind, as big as a mountain, and a solemn hum is sonorous, just like the sound of Buddhism's Sanskrit singing, deafening.

"Bell!"

A bell rang elegantly, and the Green Winged Tiger King spit out a bronze bell, the bronze bell was simple, and the years left a layer of mottled traces, which looked extremely old.

The bronze bell rises in the wind, as big as a mountain, and the lines of Tao and reason clearly emerge, like a dragon swimming, full of oppression.

At the moment of life and death, no one will keep it, and all the magic weapons will be sacrificed. Flying swords, Dao flags, gourds, octagonal plates, hundreds of heavy weapons intertwined with Dao and Reason punched into the void, hanging down Dao patterns and void imprints, forming an impenetrable magic weapon array.

"Go!" Lin Qing didn't care about his personal safety at the moment, and waved out the apricot yellow flag and imprinted it in the void.

The apricot yellow flag hunted in the wind, hanging down hundreds of millions of rhymes, imprinting the void on this side, forming a large array like a spider web. A group of supreme sacrificed heavy weapons, the stars arched the apricot yellow flag in the center like a moon, and its Dao patterns were imprinted with each other, scattered in all directions, outlining a large array, guarding everyone.

With a loud bang, the heavens and the earth suddenly lost their voice, and the attack of the evil spirit collided heavily with the magic weapon array.

"Click!"

With a soft sound, everyone's eyes were shattered, the magic weapon array was shattered, dozens of heavy weapons turned into ashes, and the remaining magic weapons were also dim, more or less cracked, and even worse, fell into the hands of the master, and turned into a pile of fragments.

The apricot yellow flag turned upside down, without a trace of damage, and the road lines fell, protecting everyone's bodies.

The remnants of the black light attack slammed into the hanging pattern of the apricot yellow flag, and the ripples did not turn before they dissipated invisible.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a supreme fell to the ground with seven bleeds, his heart was destroyed, and he had obviously fallen.