Shrouded in the power of heaven, the air was so hot that it could spark electric fires, and there were tiny hissing sounds everywhere.
Miao Wentian's expression was extremely gloomy. If he were in the outside world, he would still be able to escape before the catastrophe fell. Even if he could withstand a wave of attacks from the aftermath of the thunder tribulation, he would still be able to escape while the other party was facing the catastrophe.
But after entering the blessed land of Meteor God Mountain, which is three thousand miles away, it is like being locked in a cage.
Other low-level monks have the opportunity to use the teleportation array to escape from the blessed land. Even Jian Li and Su Zhengxing, who are frightened around him, have the opportunity to escape.
He was the only one who had been targeted by that lunatic who didn't care about life and death. He didn't even have time to tear through the void.
King Shentu Wu set up such a situation where they both perished together. Although they turned to ghost cultivation, their cultivation level was higher than his.
If he dares to tear through the void, King Shentu Wu who is staring at him will immediately launch a thunderous attack. The lunatic will not even survive the great catastrophe, but drags him into the water for revenge.
Perhaps, outside the blessed land, there is another conspirator of King Shen Tuwu waiting to add insult to injury?
Why is this happening?
The Blessed Land barrier blocked Miao Wentian for a moment, and he did not dare to leave. He stared hard at King Shentu Wu who was dozens of miles away. He took a deep breath, and the self-imprisoned cultivation in his body rushed down like a flood. , the aura on his body suddenly rose.
Since you can't escape, then let go of your cultivation to overcome the disaster.
He had never been fully confident and had delayed and evaded for more than three thousand years, using various preparation methods.
Ever since he saw a senior of the Barbarian Niu Tribe go through the Great Heavenly Tribulation seventy or eighty years ago, he was actually not that afraid anymore. He just couldn't pass the test in his heart. In the Qingyuan Realm, he had to win the wind and rain, and his status Sublime.
If you fail to survive the tribulation, it will disappear into thin air, your spirit and soul will be destroyed, and you won’t even have the chance to be reincarnated and rebuild.
nothing left!
Now that he was being forced by his former defeated general, he might as well make up his mind and survive the disaster!
The vortex of calamity clouds in the sky suddenly split into two, and the black calamity clouds that accumulated energy split into two and shrouded the two people's heads respectively. Because the distance between the two was too close, most of the calamity clouds overlapped, making the power of God even more terrifying.
Jian Li and Su Zhengxing, the other two Immortal Realm monks on Vast Cloud Island, were so frightened that they retreated more than a thousand miles and arrived near the edge of the blessed land. Jian Li shouted loudly: "Boss, why do you bother to deal with a bodyless warrior? We can..."
King Shentu Wu sneered and slapped him, "Noisy!"
There was lightning and thunder in the sky, and an earth-yellow stream of light moved very fast, creating a blazing fire.
Jian Li hurriedly threw a small dark red shield, surrounded by bloody evil aura, and shouted: "Block it!"
In the entire Qingyuan world, he boasts that his killing power is strong, and he can rank among the super sects in the Qingyuan world. How difficult is it to block the casual attack of King Shentu Wu?
"careful!"
Su Zhengxing, who was fifty miles away, screamed and reminded. The white jade pendant in his hand suddenly turned into a thin white cloud and blocked Jian Li's chest. Before he could stretch out, the earthy yellow light escaped in the air and passed through the blocking dark red in a strange way. shield.
"Bang", together with the white clouds and Jian Li who was covered in bloody evil energy, they were thrown hundreds of miles away and hit the boundary of the blessed land.
Miao Wentian took the opportunity to fly more than a thousand miles in another direction, and with a tear, he drilled out of the void into the blessed land of Meteor God Mountain, which was relatively narrow for them. He finally understood that since the old ghost Ji Wumou had become successful in cultivation, he had I can't live in the blessed land, so I have to stay in the Qingyuan world.
Self-proclaimed blessed place, being blocked at home at critical moments is such a forced situation.
In the air outside the blessed land of Meteor God Mountain, there were more than a dozen Fugue Realm monks loosely surrounding them. It was not convenient for them to break into their lair on Vast Cloud Sea Island to watch the fun. They wanted to wait until the heavenly tribulation broke through the barrier before they could watch the show.
Unexpectedly, it was Miao Wentian who was waiting for him.
It also brought out the calamity clouds that filled the sky, and everyone was shocked.
"Boss Miao, what's going on with you? You're going to escape the tribulation and you don't say hello in advance?"
Thousands of miles away, Wei Weigong, who had a good relationship with Miao Wentian, asked loudly.
Before Miao Wentian could answer, a figure burst out of the void, and the spectacle of double calamity clouds appeared in the sky. All the monks observing the calamity retreated back. It was so weird!
"It's King Shentu Wu, he's not dead!"
There were few people present who did not know King Shentu Wu who caused turmoil in the Qingyuan world back then.
Wei Weigong shouted, he immediately guessed the cause and effect of the matter. King Shentu Wu came for revenge in such an unimaginable way, forcing Miao Wentian to survive the disaster.
Such a deep and vicious thought! What a vicious revenge plan!
Be ruthless to your enemies, and even more ruthless to yourself!
He retreated more than a thousand miles to prevent the lunatic from dragging people into the water again.
Back then, he helped Miao Wentian deal with King Shentu Wu and beat up the drowned dog. He suddenly understood that the soul cultivator who was taken away from the Demon Suppression Space seven or eight years ago was King Shentu Wu.
He didn't know the situation at first and chased for several days, but he was almost pulled by King Shentu Wu as a backing up.
It shudders to think about it.
Who is secretly helping King Shentu Wu?
He couldn't help but look to the northwest. Is it the old fox who has no plans?
It is very possible that the old guy is proficient in formations and deductions and always has the upper hand. It was Ji Wumou who helped cover up the shield more than five thousand years ago. It is very likely that Ji Wumou hid the remnant soul of King Shentu Wu. ?
There was a series of loud thunderclaps in the black whirlpool sky, lightning and thunder connected into pieces, and the heavenly catastrophe descended.
Thunder and fire rolled between the sky and the earth, pounding like a majestic heavy rain towards the arrogant guy who had been running around for an unknown distance with the Heavenly Tribulation. In just an instant, the burly figure of King Shentu Wu was submerged in the thunderball lightning of the anger of Heaven.
"There is no plan, how dare you f*cking deduce how to deal with my descendants in the future, I will try my best not to survive the disaster today, but I will hunt you down for a million miles, break into your land of endless blessings, and destroy your foundation! "
In the lightning of the thunder ball, King Shentu Wu stretched out his golden hands and bombarded the sky.
There was a loud roar, and the thunder light shattered and flew, unable to suppress King Shentu Wu's crazy shouts and threats.
Ji Wumou squinted his eyes and his hands folded in his sleeves trembled slightly. Facing such a madman and under such circumstances, he still wanted to kill all the enemies in the world. He was helpless.
Looking at that guy's arrogance, it's probably, maybe, very likely that he can survive the catastrophe.
What a seven-color disaster.
Why don't you kill that madman who despises the calamity?
He didn't have the courage to risk everything like Miao Wentian, and he dared to overcome the disaster now.
"Okay, I have no plans to care about your business, and I won't deduce or take the initiative to deal with your descendants in the future, so that's all."
A man who is capable of bending and stretching will not feel aggrieved if he has no plans.
He was also guessing who was involved in the war that year, Wei Weigong?
"Okay, I, King Shentu Wu, will erase all the grudges between you and me. I don't like debts, and I don't like debts owed to me by others. Wei Weigong, what do you say? Let's settle it with one word, don't leave it to my mother-in-law!"
"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. I and the masters of Xingyin Pavilion will not deal with your descendants, but there is a condition. Don't provoke us, otherwise... we will do whatever we want."
Wei Weigong breathed a sigh of relief and said seemingly tough words in a timid tone. He had to give in.
Back then, King Shentu Wu was not yet powerful enough to cause a heavenly catastrophe, so he fearlessly killed three Immortal Ascension Realm monks. Even Miao Wentian was seriously injured. His family now has a big business, and he really can't afford to offend this desperate person. The soul of martial arts cultivator.
King Shentu Wu laughed wildly and shouted: "Miao Wentian, old thief, take your life!"
With thunder, fire, and lightning all over the sky, he rushed towards Miao Wentian, who was starting to overcome the tribulation thousands of miles away. With an indomitable momentum, he flew away, and the thunder ball hit him with a golden light.
The human shadow moves and the heavenly calamity moves.
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