The wind and sand stopped, then returned in an instant.
Except for the area within a hundred meters of where the demonic clone and Chu Yi were standing, the surrounding area was blurred, and the surrounding scenery could no longer be seen clearly with the naked eye.
"The power of the eight mysterious tribulations was terrifying. In just one stick of incense, eight semi-mysterious monks passed through the mysterious tribulations..."
The demonic clone felt that something was wrong with this scene. There were many monks here. Unless the monks of the third realm had overcome their own decline and faced the unavoidable mystical calamity, they would forcefully go through the mystical calamity in full view of the public.
It's just that the mysterious calamity of the monks in the third realm is not very powerful. Any three realms can be overcome.
The semi-mysterious master can obviously suppress himself, so that the mysterious tribulation will arrive later so that he can be fully prepared. Why do you have to go through the tribulation here?
There are a lot of mysteries here.
The eighth mysterious tribulation passed, and the golden cloud finally dissipated. Just for a cup of tea, the full moon appeared again.
This mountain range is already filled with flat areas for hundreds of thousands of miles. The hills and trees all collapsed and collapsed in the horrific catastrophes.
When the hills, trees, and everything that could hide the figure were no longer there, silhouettes were revealed.
The consciousness swept away within a radius of thousands of miles. There are thousands of figures standing there.
More than 300 of these thousands of roads are white-haired old people, and they have a strong smell of decay.
These more than 300 people are all monks of the Three Realms. Just these more than 300 Chinese people? There were more than a hundred people whose bodies were dying again.
The demonic clone noticed a hunched old man standing ten miles away.
This old man had the intention to die, but the intention to die was very weak. If you don't observe carefully, it is difficult to feel the intention of death.
The old man noticed the gaze from afar and turned to look. When his eyes fell on Chu Yi, his cloudy eyes suddenly shrank.
The old man turned around slowly and bowed solemnly. The direction of this bow is exactly the direction where the demonic clone and Chu Yi are.
This time, I am worshiping not the demonic clone, but Chu Yi.
One prayer is completed. The old man then stood up and said in a pleading tone: "Junior Taoist Zetian, I would like to pay my respects to the Immortal Lord here and ask the Immortal Lord to leave. This junior will soon survive the mysterious tribulation."
The old man's current situation clearly means that he has survived his three declines. .
After surviving the three calamities of decline, the mysterious calamities followed. This mysterious calamity is not a calamity of death for cultivators of the Three Realms, but a way of life.
It is a blessing given by heaven and earth to find another way, endure the unbearable pain for thousands of years, and cultivate those three realms.
It’s just that in this mysterious disaster, there is no room for any mistakes.
Chu Yi took the second step, with her here. Although Xuan Jie would not pose any danger to her, it was undoubtedly a source of trouble for the old man.
The mysterious calamity will increase several times! At that time, what awaits the old man is not life but death.
Before a person dies, he will become crazy. When it comes to drawing in the profound energy and chasing the two of them, they will be severely injured even if they don't die.
It would be beneficial for both parties if they left.
But when the demonic clone looked at the old man, it was clear that his once rotten body was now full of green like a new tree, and the breath of life began to flourish.
But there was no trace of joy in the old man's body, but a look of determination.
This is obviously unreasonable.
It is clear that we are about to enter the realm that all cultivators in the heavens and worlds dream of and long to enter, but there is no joy at all, but a bitter taste.
This pain was floating in the wind, and even the demonic clone felt the pain.
Chu Yi still blinked, looked at the old man, then at the demonic clone, and said in confusion: "Grandpa, is that old man talking to you?"
The demonic clone shook his head, grabbed the hand of the girl next to him, turned around and retreated back.
When the two of them left, the old man took a deep breath and whispered softly: "Thank you!"
After finishing his words, the old man slowly rose into the air and stopped rising in mid-air.
The old man took a deep breath again, reached out his hands from his sleeves, and lifted them up violently.
Suddenly, the storm surged. The old man who was blowing was wearing a gray robe and his white hair was curled backwards.
The old man slowly stood up, and his back that had been bent for many years finally stood up today.
"I have been practicing for thirty million years, but due to my dull qualifications, I have no choice but to enter these three realms."
"Today the Canghai Mirror is opened, I am here just to try my best to get the opportunity, to overcome the catastrophe, and to enter the mysterious realm!"
"Now that I have received great blessings here and the bad calamity has been overcome, what can this mysterious calamity do to me?"
There is gold coming in the sky, covering thousands of miles of sky in an instant. Red light spreads all over, and thunder surges.
When this calamity cloud came, the demonic clone felt the majestic aura, and his expression suddenly changed.
This power is not as powerful as those mysterious disasters that have descended before.
weak.
He originally thought that this was the mysterious power drawn by the semi-mysterious monks, but he did not expect that it was only the third realm.
boom!
The mysterious thunder brewing in the golden cloud finally descended, with such force that it split the entire sky.
The sky has been torn apart, although it is healing. But it's nowhere near as devastating as the onslaught of destruction.
Thick red lights continued to come one after another, and the whole world fell into a red mirror again, with only ripples and roars.
"Come on!" the old man laughed, holding a long pole in his hand and facing the light.
However, a scream finally came from the destruction.
The power of heaven, earth, and human power could not withstand it after all, and another monk was buried in the mysterious disaster, and his soul was scattered.
The demonic clone was shaken in his heart. He did not expect that such a terrifying mysterious disaster would only be in the third realm.
So the previous eight mysterious tribulations also came from the Three Realms?
"This is just a mysterious tribulation in the third realm...why is there such a big gap from the mysterious tribulation Qingmu passed through at that time?"
When Qingmu crossed the Mysterious Tribulation, it was difficult. But in the final analysis, it is because there is no destiny weapon.
But it still resisted the first eleven levels, and even the twelfth level was only the last one that could not be resisted. Only then did Chu Cheng use the Stone of Absolute Beginning to disperse the last one.
However, the difference in power between the mysterious tribulations that Aoki and these people had overcome was too great. The difference is like between a pond and a lake.
The demonic clone suddenly remembered one thing, that is, after Xiao Yan overcame the Mysterious Tribulation, Li Shanling told him not to try to overcome the Mysterious Tribulation unless he was fully prepared.
"The changes in heaven and earth... the road of Tao becomes more difficult..."
Only this explanation can explain why the power of the Mysterious Tribulation today is so terrifying and so different from the past.
Nowadays, the rules of Cangyun Heaven and Earth have changed drastically, and the power of the Mysterious Tribulation is several times more terrifying than before. Even the Mysterious Tribulation in the Three Realms will be more terrifying than the Half-Step Tribulation in the past.
"Grandpa...Is that old man dead?" Chu Yi looked up and looked into the distance. Because of the close distance, she could clearly see the old man perished in the sea of red thunder.
"Yes, he is dead." The demonic clone was silent for a moment before speaking.
His tone was a little solemn, and he looked up into the distance again. Golden clouds began to spread again, and red light appeared.
"Someone is going to die again..."
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