Above the sky, a huge ancient tree stands above the dark clouds.
Its thick trunk is like an extremely huge pillar, one end is connected to the endless dark clouds, and the other end is connected to the far-reaching and vast sky.
The green leaves above the huge canopy give people a sense of peace and tranquility.
However, on this towering tree, there are eight strange creatures composed of purple thunder and lightning.
Even though they were thousands of miles away, the killers of the Chrysanthemum Organization felt that these Gu insects looked particularly dazzling and could not see their specific appearance clearly.
"Is this... the Gu Emperor's disaster?!" Taoist Chongyun exclaimed in shock, "Gu Dao! He actually followed the Gu Dao!"
Everyone turned their attention to Taoist Chongyun.
"The Gu Emperor's Disaster? What is that?"
"How did you know that he followed the Gu path?"
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Taoist Chongyun swallowed and said slowly, "I also read it from an ancient book that specifically introduced heavenly tribulations, and it introduced this kind of catastrophe called the Gu Emperor Disaster.
It is said that in ancient times, there was an ancient tree named Jianmu standing between heaven and earth.
The building connects the heaven above and the underworld below, spreading the yin and yang energy to the human world, and over time gave birth to eight powerful Gu insects, which are the eight oldest Gu kings.
Unfortunately, the trees were cut down later, and the eight Gu Emperors also died and turned into thousands of Gu.
However, I don’t know how the Heavenly Dao recorded all this, and actually turned it into the Gu Dao Supreme Heavenly Tribulation.
You must know that Gu Dao has been rarely traveled by people since ancient times. The author of the ancient book only saw a genius Gu master who caused this kind of catastrophe when he was going through the seventh-grade heavenly tribulation.
Unfortunately, that Gu Master also died in that catastrophe. "
"Did the author ever record the power of the calamity when it fell?" Huo Xuemin suddenly asked.
Taoist Chongyun shook his head and said, "There are only a few sentences mentioned in the book. I saw that his cultivation was at the sixth level, which led to the emergence of the Eight Gu Emperors. Therefore, it is deduced that the Eight Emperors of Heavenly Tribulation should be of the rank of warriors. However, the Sixth Emperor Its strength is terrifying, and it only takes three turns to destroy it. Therefore, it is dangerous, and future generations should be careful when encountering it!"
Listening to Taoist Zhongyun's words, Huo Xuemin couldn't help but sweat for Zi Lan.
This calamity is so terrifying. The author who can record all kinds of calamities would not be much lower in strength. Those who are rated as genius Gu masters by him must have outstanding talents. However, people with such outstanding talents will not be able to survive this calamity. He couldn't survive even three rounds. You can imagine how terrifying this kind of disaster is!
Huo Xuemin no longer dared to think deeply, and could only silently pray for Zi Lan's safety in her heart.
At this time, seven of the eight Gu Emperors on the big tree started to move.
Seven Gu Emperors of different shapes fell from the dark clouds, seemingly without much momentum.
However, Zi Lan frowned and her face became a little gloomy.
The seven Gu Emperors all fell very slowly. It seemed that it would take an hour or two to land on top of Zi Lan.
However, Zi Lan's tribulation has already begun.
I saw that walls of wind suddenly appeared around Zi Lan, shutting him in tightly, and three huge tornadoes roared and slowly moved towards him in the middle.
Everyone on the ground could not intuitively feel the power of this tornado.
They were even curious as to why Zi Lan could still stand calmly where he was when facing the approaching tornado, not hiding.
Only standing in the center of the storm
Only then did Zi Lan realize that it wasn't that she didn't want to hide, but that there was no way to hide.
The huge attraction brought by the high-speed rotating tornado made every step he took extremely difficult, and facing the tornadoes rushing from three directions at the same time, he had no idea where to hide.
Only then did he realize that every catastrophe suffered by this high-level warrior could not be underestimated.
Originally, he thought that it would not be difficult for him to survive the seventh-grade heavenly tribulation with the precious elixir given by Huo Long as a backing.
In addition, at this time, after receiving the great fortune left by Old Man Luoye, my own strength has even exceeded the eighth level, and even surpassed the Jinju Taoist in the early stage of the eighth level.
So he couldn't help but look down upon this eighth-grade heavenly tribulation.
But at this moment, he put away this vain mentality, because he truly felt the fear from his heart.
These three terrifying tornadoes, even now, he didn't want to try their power at all.
Just looking at them already made Zi Lan tremble with fear.
"If I get sucked in by one of them, I'm afraid I'll have to shed a layer of my skin even if I don't die! And this is just the beginning. If I'm seriously injured now, I'm afraid I will really die in this catastrophe!" Zi Lan murmured to himself, "No matter what, let's take a gamble! Since there is no way out, I won't leave at all!"
Zi Lan was heartbroken and stood motionless.
No matter how close the three tornadoes get to him, they will crush him into pieces!
"This kid is actually so courageous!"
At this time, on a mountain peak a hundred miles away from the Valley of Death, Li Muzhi and Li Er were watching Zi Lan's tribulation.
Li Er stroked his beard and said slowly, "The Gu Emperor's disaster is the highest calamity of Gu Dao. It seems that our fellow Taoist is a rare Gu Dao person. Let me think about it, I have never heard of such a person in Jiuzhou. A master of the Gu Dao must have such a talented disciple in his sect."
Li Muzhi's face showed a look of contemplation, "This place... I remember that Huo Long brought people here, but the Huo family has been wiped out, and I haven't seen any Gu Dao master show up..."
Li Er shook his head, "That's all. Regardless of where the hero comes from, let's just think of him as a Taoist friend who lives in seclusion and cultivates in peace!"
"That's fine!" Li Muzhi nodded in agreement.
"It seems that he has passed this first calamity." Li Er said with a smile, "The Eight Emperors actually represent the eight powers, namely wind, water, ice, thunder, fire, earth, and grass!"
Li Muzhi asked curiously, "There are only seven kinds. What is the other one?"
Li Er shook his head, "The last one has never been seen by anyone, or in other words, no one has ever seen it alive!"
At this moment, Li Er suddenly turned to look behind him and smiled, "The rivers and lakes in Yuzhou are really lively. Mr. Li can meet friends from the rivers and lakes wherever he goes!"
Li Muzhi also looked back, and could vaguely see several figures floating through the mountains and forests.
"These people are simply attracted by this catastrophe. These old foxes like to join in the fun, but when there is danger, they can escape faster than rabbits." Li Muzhi sighed, "But they are not friends. He didn't even say hello to me."
Li Er laughed, "After all, the imperial court and the Jianghu are clearly distinct, and those who stand in the middle will not please either end."
"What you said makes sense." Li Muzhi said, "I can also feel that the situation between the court and the world will not last long.
After a long time, someone will always step forward to break this deadlock! "
"But what I am sure of is that this person will not be you!"
Li Er and Li Muzhi looked at each other and smiled.
At this time, looking at Zi Lan who was in deep trouble, three huge tornadoes were rolling around each other like three millstones.
And they are less than one punch away from Zi Lan!
Zi Lan didn't dare to move. The tornadoes were colliding with each other, and the aroused wind blades crossed his body from time to time, leaving a series of deep cuts that could be seen in the bones.
You must know that Zi Lan's physical body is already comparable to a magical weapon at this time, and an ordinary sword will even break himself if he is struck on him!
But under this wind blade, it is still as easy as cutting tofu.
The three tornadoes finally dissipated, and Zi Lan was finally able to breathe a long sigh of relief and silently use her inner strength to recover from her minor injuries.
However, the calamity didn't give him much time to rest, and soon it began to drizzle in the sky.
Each of these raindrops weighs more than ten thousand pounds!
Every drop that hit Zi Lan felt like it was no different from Mount Tai hitting her body.
Zi Lan's body skills have been pushed to the limit, and she is struggling to find the gap where the raindrops fall in the space blocked by the wind wall to dodge.
As long as he catches a drop of rain, the rhythm he has finally mastered will be interrupted, followed by a violent storm of rain.
If he couldn't adjust in time, he would probably be beaten to death by the terrifying rain!
Not long after, the rain that gave Zi Lan such a headache finally stopped.
At this time, Zi Lan was already in a very embarrassed state. There were several very tiny holes in his body, which were all penetrated by the rain!
And for some unknown reason, no matter how hard he mobilized his internal energy, he could not recover from these injuries.
Zi Lan raised her head and looked up at the seven Gu Emperors that were slowly falling. It seemed that when they landed on top of her head, it would be the end of the Heavenly Tribulation.
Or maybe it’s the time when the last catastrophe comes!
At this time, his condition was very poor, because a drop of rain interrupted an important meridians in his body, seriously affecting the operation of his internal energy.
The calamity is ruthless and will not stop coming because of his poor condition.
The terrifying flames seemed to burn everything and filled the entire space!
The eternal ice seems to be able to freeze time, freezing everything!
The endless thunder is like an angry king, destroying the world!
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"Do you think this fellow Taoist can still handle the seventh Gu Emperor's supernatural power?" Li Muzhi looked at Li Er with some uncertainty.
At this time, Zi Lan was completely lying on the ground, and the heavy injuries on his body made him lose even the slightest desire to move.
The burn of fire, the burst of thunder and lightning, the freezing of frost, the burial of quicksand...
The powerful catastrophe brought him to the brink of death several times.
Li Muzhi could tell that this fellow Taoist was at the end of his strength, but among the seven Gu Emperors that appeared, there was still one Gu Emperor who had not unleashed his magical power!
"In my opinion, this fellow Taoist is probably dying. Let me think about it, what is the name of the last Gu Emperor?" Li Muzhi scratched his head and thought about it for a long time but still couldn't remember it.
An intriguing smile appeared on Li Er's face, he looked at the trees all over the mountains and plains in the Valley of Death, and said slowly, "It's called the Fallen Leaf Gu Emperor!"
