There was a muffled sound throughout the world. Everyone's body was shocked.
The place seemed to be in a dreary state, the sky seemed so gloomy that it made people breathless, and it also made people feel palpitations.
Many people raised their heads and looked at the sky.
The storm is still rolling. But the sky has turned a dark golden color.
And from a little darkness, it turned into brilliant gold. A golden curtain hangs down from the sky, rendering all colors. Only dozens of fireworks were still burning.
That was the last remnant of dozens of huge handprints that burned into ashes. It is also the light of saffron in gold.
When a ray of red light broke through the golden clouds, everyone was moved by it.
"This...is Xuanjie?"
Someone spoke solemnly, and there was an incredible meaning in his tone.
Golden clouds surged, and red light loomed. In the heaven and earth, the mysterious aura was one after another, and finally turned into ripples and clear waves in the void, which were already visible to the naked eye.
The people present are all second-step experts. They have reached the level of Tongxuan, so how can they trigger the Mysterious Tribulation?
However, this scene now is indeed a mysterious disaster.
Although there was only low cloud pressure above the sky at this moment, there was no terrifying aura fluctuation. But everyone knows that this is just the calm before the storm.
After a while, the situation in all directions will surely be shaken up. At that time, even these powerful men in the Xuan realm will have to retreat for the time being.
Although for them, Xuan Jie is no longer an irresistible force. But it is also troublesome to fall within the range. It may cause physical or spiritual damage during the mysterious tribulation, or even serious injuries.
Therefore, once the mysterious disaster strikes, they must retreat from this area in order to protect themselves. But there is no hope for the time being to snatch Tao, Dharma and magical powers.
"Who triggered the Xuanjie? Look at the range, it's among us and others."
Someone spoke again, and many people were already retreating towards the rear, hoping to leave the center of this mysterious disaster.
Everyone raised their heads and looked around, trying to find the person who would overcome the calamity. If he had taken action to kill this person before the mysterious calamity fell. Then we can avoid this mysterious disaster from falling, obliterating and cradling it.
That line of white clothes in the sky narrowed his eyes slightly and then opened them quickly.
There were always four figures standing in front of him, and he didn't know what to do at this moment. To advance or to retreat, to continue fighting, or to abandon.
After today, there will no longer be any fairy pavilions in this Canghai Mirror. There is no longer a place where great opportunities for good fortune gather.
There are many ancient immortal magic and magical powers contained in the Canghai Mirror, not only in the Immortal Pavilion, but also in several other places. But compared to the immortals, it is still a bit inferior.
These monks present have all been selected. Ordinary opportunities are no longer available. Then why did they come here again?
Just because there is a path for them to go further in the Immortal Pavilion. Only by observing and imitating the methods of those who came before us can we find a way forward.
That is a higher-level magical power, so that you can cut through walls to steal light and find the light here.
Zhuxian Pavilion is determined by strength. In other words, what you encounter is fixed and there will be no variables. The rest of the place depends entirely on chance.
It's just that this opportunity is so easy to find.
The disappearance of the Immortal Pavilion was a huge loss for them. These four Nirvana masters had entered the pavilion many times, but they did not choose ancient magical powers, because they thought that what they saw was still inferior.
That's why they chose to give up again and again. When the choice is stronger, then enter the decision-making process.
But at this moment, there is no time for them to make a decision.
The Immortal Pavilion suddenly collapsed and split into two. Separately into two people's bodies.
The person in front of me is really powerful. They only saw one finger of the spear, and they repelled the combined attack of nearly a hundred strong men.
Nearly a hundred Xuanzhao, including four of them in Nirvana. A combined attack can destroy an entire world. But his life was wiped out by this person, and he even fought back and injured everyone in the enemy's body.
The four of them asked themselves, but they couldn't do this method. Even if the four Nirvana realms were excluded, they would not dare to confront each other head-on with just one attack from hundreds of powerful Xuanzhao warriors.
Just because I'm worried about my life.
Whether to fight or not to fight is entirely up to them. Death and life are also decided by them.
Facing this person, they actually felt like they would die in a fight. It was obviously just the first look at the second step, but it gave them the feeling of facing an immortal existence.
They did not move, but their eyes fell on another figure.
Just looking at it, my heart suddenly stirred.
There, firelight shone in the sky, and smoke filled the air.
But they saw that in the dust and smoke, red mist was constantly billowing, faintly visible like the golden clouds above turning red.
People felt the heat, the burning of skin exposed to the air.
Baiyi's gaze has been falling on the south, on the earth covered by dust and smoke.
Suddenly, the man in white's mind moved, and he slowly flicked his sleeves, raised his hand and waved.
Then a wind formed in front. A petite figure appeared in front of him.
This is a young girl who spun with inertia when she appeared. After she stood firm, the girl looked confused, as if she didn't know what happened.
"Eh? Young Master." The girl suddenly caught a glimpse of the figure beside her and paused to sigh.
"Didn't you go upstairs? Why are you here? Huh? That's not right... This doesn't seem to be the Zhuxian Pavilion."
This girl is Chu Yi.
When the Immortal Pavilions were divided into two halves, some people among them were not removed from the Immortal Pavilion. Along with half of the Immortal Pavilion, they escaped into the body of the man in white and the demonic clone.
It just so happened that Chu Yi was in the half of Feng Jingjie's body.
"Of course this is not Zhuxian Pavilion, this is the inner realm of Canghai. You came out of it." Feng Jingjie glanced at Chu Yi and explained.
A real smile finally appeared on his face. This smile would only appear before his master passed away.
Now, in front of Chu Yi.
Probably, he looked at Chu Yi. It was as if he had seen him in front of the master, as if he had seen himself in the past.
"I'm out?" Chu Yi tilted her head slightly, looked around again, then lowered her head and glanced below, but did not see the figure she was looking for.
"Sir, do you know where my grandpa is?" Chu Yi withdrew her gaze, turned to look at the figure beside her, and asked again.
"Grandpa?" Feng Jingjie raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Uh... Xiaoyi hasn't told the young master about this yet. My grandpa... recognized him not long ago. Grandpa is a good person, just as good as the young master. When the young master is not around, this time Grandpa took care of me on the road." Chu Yi explained quickly.
Bai Yi raised his eyebrows again, pointed in the direction and said, "I probably know who the grandpa you are talking about is. He is right down there, preparing to survive the Mysterious Tribulation."
"Xuanjie?" Chu Yi was stunned. Although she still didn't know what this Xuanjie was, she still followed the finger and looked.
At this glance, she saw a hazy figure shrouded in light mist in the south direction.
The mist was not as undulating as before, and the howling of the wind had gradually become calmer. It was just a bit desolate to see the figure hidden in the layers of smoke.
There was a firework burning slowly in the middle, lighting up a wisp of smoke. As this wisp of smoke spread slowly around, it began to engulf the entire smoke, and then the east wind swept the curtain, causing a little red to instantly paint the entire sky.
The sky-level golden color suddenly brightened and became thick red, attracting everyone's attention.
Everyone looked up and saw Wan Hong.
The red light washes away, rising and falling. The whole world was resounding with thunderous roars.
An extremely terrifying aura descended instantly, causing the expressions of all the powerful men present to suddenly change, and they all retreated.
"How could there be such a terrifying mysterious disaster?" Someone exclaimed and shouted.
Cangyu was instantly spread by red light, covering thousands of miles. It is also carrying thousands of rays of purple light. This is the mysterious thunder of change. These powerful people have never seen it before, and they can only see it in a dazzling light.
"Twelve levels of mystical tribulation, one level and one level of difficulty. But few people in the world know that there are three levels of mystical tribulations above this. This tribulation is three tribulations. It is divided into body, soul, and heart."
"Different from ordinary mysterious tribulations, the triple profound transformation tribulation requires resisting three tribulations in a row. And it is ten times, or even dozens of times more terrifying than ordinary mysterious tribulations!"
"Master said that in the era of taboos, although the triple mystical catastrophe is rare, it is not unseen. In the current world, in these billions of years, the number of occurrences is less than a hundred people. But the people who have survived it are There are only thirty people. One of them is me."
"It is a little easier for people who are in the third level of mystical calamity to enter immortality than ordinary people. But the obstacles of the mystical calamity are also more difficult. Is it possible for this person to survive it?"
Feng Jingjie murmured softly, and when the surrounding monks felt the extremely terrifying power of fluctuations in the world and retreated one after another, he reached out and held the little hand beside him, resolutely not moving.
"Sir... let's leave too." The Ice Fairy behind him said hesitantly.
The appearance of the deep purple thunder and the increase in the power of the sky showed that this mysterious disaster was extraordinary.
The power of this first wave alone was dozens of times more terrifying than the ordinary twelfth wave of mysterious thunder.
Is this still a mysterious disaster? Even they, Xuanjing Immortals, felt suffocated and had difficulty breathing.
Of the group of monks who followed Feng Jingjie, only three were left here. Except for the Ice Fairy, Our Lady of Haoguang, and Xiu Yang from Huanhai Island, everyone else fled. Afraid of being affected.
Feng Jingjie shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter. Although these three levels of metamorphic catastrophe are terrifying, I can't even get half a body closer when I am a hundred meters away."
"Haha, what a fuss. Isn't it just a mysterious calamity? As long as my master is here, he can wipe it out with just one hand. What a group of ignorant people. I personally witnessed my master wipe out the mysterious calamity with just one hand."
At this moment, Aoki spoke. With ridicule, he said: "These people are also ridiculous. They actually thought that my master was just a monk who wanted to compete for the martial arts and magical powers. Fortunately, the master was kind-hearted and did not get angry and kill these people. I think this mysterious disaster was also deliberately done by the master. Get it out and scare those people away."
"Qingmu, you are right. The master is too kind-hearted." Xiao Yan also spoke, walked to Feng Jingjie, and saluted: "Congratulations, young master, for becoming my master's disciple. From now on, the young master will definitely be able to rise to the top. Go to the top of the world."
"...."
The Ice Fairy and others were stunned when they heard this, blinked their eyes and said: "Sir, did you really become a disciple of that person? Is that person really a master of Taoism, and was he able to cause a mysterious disaster?"
The direction in which the scorching heat and mysterious thunder fell was exactly in the south, with the figure hidden in the dust and smoke as the center.
It is not difficult to see that all of this was caused by that person.
Feng Jingjie shook his head and nodded again. He looked at the old man who was carrying a hundred-foot saury and exuding a strong stench, and then glanced at Xiao Yan. He didn't point it out directly, but said: "This mysterious disaster is indeed caused by him. I'll wait. Just sit here and watch."
"Within a hundred meters, as long as I am here, the power of the Mysterious Tribulation cannot reach you."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud roar. Everything is a flash.
There were twelve consecutive sounds, and twelve mysterious thunders fell at the same time without a single pause.
The roaring sound of thunder spread instantly and charged directly at the speed of light, causing even the aftermath to create layers of chaos. Cracks appeared throughout the entire million-mile radius.
Even with this rule, it is difficult to heal in a short time.
The roar of thunder made the whole world tremble violently, and the sound of tearing continued.
Breaking off inch by inch and connecting again. The monks in half of the central Tianmen heard these roars.
The twelve thunderbolts turned from red to purple, and from purple to ink. It hit the ground below in an instant. Dyeing the heaven and earth with three lights and three colors.
This is a murderous intent that can destroy living beings and destroy all sentient beings. Everything will be destroyed under it.
The monk on this side has only roaring and blankness in his mind. They were all frightened by this mysterious disaster.
"The power of the initial stage of Nirvana is not as powerful as this. This is just the first level of mysterious thunder. How terrifying are the eleven levels after that? Is this... really a mysterious disaster?"
Someone stopped in mid-air, turned around and said in shock.
With this kind of mysterious calamity, even the Xuanzhao monks would die with regret, and immortality would become empty talk. What's more, it's a humane cultivator who has overcome this mysterious tribulation?
"Who is it that is overcoming this calamity?" Someone asked loudly, but there was no response from anyone.
Just after a breath, amidst Tianlei's panic, a heavy breathing came out. With horror.
"It's that person..."
These heavy breathing came from the thirty monks who had previously besieged the demonic clone.
They were all so panic-stricken that they forgot to escape under the mysterious thunder.
"No! Leave quickly!"
The aura of destruction was approaching, and everyone was frightened and fled immediately.
"I'm late."
At this moment, a sigh sounded from the dust and smoke.
This sound was spoken by the man in the dust and smoke. Not to others, but to the demonic clone.
As these words fell, the dust and smoke rolled again, and in an instant a red curtain appeared, turning into a torrential sea of fire and refining the earth.
The fireworks separated, revealing the figure.
People see that it is the Yin and Yang colors of life and death. Behind him, a huge whirlpool appeared. One after another figures entered it. As these figures blend in, the momentum is rising.
"At this moment, although I have not passed through the Mysterious Tribulation, I have already passed through the Mysterious Tribulation." Chu Cheng looked at the three-color thunder light above and murmured.
Then, a loud shout roared into the sky.
"God and Demon Technique!"
As the words fell, a ray of light shone like a polar light, covering the sky thousands of miles to the left, extremely bright.
The sky thousands of miles to the right is dark, but there is a fiery red inside. Half of the sky is filled with rainbows, and an evil intention surges in all directions.
People seemed to see two figures appearing between the sky and the earth, each occupying half of the sky and earth, and then disappeared dimly.
Suddenly, a ray of Tai Chi light suddenly emerged, causing collapse and rebirth.
A powerful god and demon has awakened, arrogating the world and looking down upon all living beings.
This is both a god and a demon. As gods and demons.
Incomparably terrifying momentum surges in this god and demon, carrying heaven and earth within its body.
This is already a battle between heaven and heaven.
It was obviously just a small figure, but people seemed to see a million-foot-long god and demon standing in the sky, facing twelve sky-shattering mysterious thunders.
"The Gods and Demons are stronger than the Little Dragon Elephant Formation. It has increased my strength by more than twenty times. With the Demon Lord's spiritual eye, it will increase several times more. Unfortunately, there are too few heavy spirits. The powerful heavy spirits are even more powerful." Less. With his current strength, he can fight against Amaterasu monks."
"But facing Nirvana, we are still no match. Even if we add the Little Dragon Elephant Formation, we can't match it. The gap in this realm can no longer be narrowed by multiplying. Nirvana is difficult to kill and kill."
As he spoke, thousands of dragons suddenly appeared in the sky.
The dragon flies across the sky. It is no longer golden, but a flame dragon covered in fireworks.
The sound of the dragon roared, and an extremely powerful breath burst into the sky and the earth. With the wave of his hand, golden light rose again, and the black and yellow color was indestructible.
"But it doesn't matter. The physical strength is the only thing that can bridge the gap in this realm. For others, this mysterious disaster may be a fatal disaster. But for me, it is a mysterious help to refine the immortal yellow."
At this moment, Chu Cheng felt it clearly. The soul is burning, and there is a strange aura clashing in the soul.
But he didn't care at all.
The three levels of mystical calamity will destroy his body, soul, and heart. But for Chu Cheng, it was just a burden.
His soul was nourished in the jade bowl. It was no longer the weak soul it had been, but was now several times stronger. I am confident that I can survive this soul calamity.
As for the heart calamity. His inner calamity had already disappeared in the rolling world of mortal life, and once it was gone, it would never come back. Now that he has no distracting thoughts, how can this calamity destroy his heart?
The demonic clone does contain countless distracting thoughts, but he is actually a demon. Despite the chaos and the evil thoughts entering the mind, it is still the devil.
The only thing he needs to be careful about is his calamity.
However, Chu Cheng still didn't have much worries. There are twelve levels of Mysterious Tribulation, and each level is indeed stronger than the last. But for Chu Cheng, isn't it true that Xuanhuang is immortal and has been promoted under Xuanjie?
The three colors of red, purple and ink above were getting closer and closer, and finally approached the earth with a loud noise.
At the same time, Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and punched, leading thousands of dragons across to strike forward. The power of heaven and earth from both sides continued to pour into the fist, which was a strike from gods and demons.
With one punch, the moment he collided with the terrifying Xuan Jie, he was extremely dazzling. Countless cracks swept from front to back, and the strong wind stirred up the earth layers within a million miles.
The yellow sand rolled away, revealing the jade-colored ground steps. And in the midst of the constant thunder and lightning.
People saw that the figure at the center of the mysterious calamity was covered with blood, and its body was cracked every inch. Then, in the wind, its body was shattered into pieces, and dissipated with the wind, leaving only a white skeleton.
