My brother is so stable

The catastrophe of becoming an immortal is a relatively small catastrophe among the many categories of catastrophe. After all, becoming an immortal is just a trivial matter in the prehistoric world.

The truly severe catastrophe should be the "longevity catastrophe" that will come down when one's own karma is greater than the merits and virtues, and the way of heaven does not allow the immortal to live forever when one breaks through to the golden immortal at the peak of the celestial being.

It was a heavenly tribulation that could kill a golden fairy, and the area of ​​the calamity cloud could cover thousands of miles at every turn, and it was not a single type like the thunder calamity.

boom!

rumble

At the same time, thirteen hundred miles to the southeast of the place of crossing the catastrophe.

"Master, why did we stop again?"

On the same cloud heading south, the girl named Hanzhi asked in a low voice;

The old Taoist frowned slightly, and stared at the sea thousands of miles away with his powerful immortal consciousness.

Even with the strength of half a step in the Golden Wonderland, this veteran still can't see through the land covered by clouds of catastrophe;

There, the power of Heavenly Tribulation is too strong.

However, based on the continuous shaking and shaking of the robbery cloud, it can also be inferred whether a thunder disaster has fallen.

"There's something wrong with this catastrophe. It's already the seventh path, and it hasn't dissipated yet!"

The old Taoist pinched his fingers to calculate, and suddenly turned around, staring at the land of crossing the catastrophe, which was already a little farther away.

"It seems that there are other things besides the catastrophe..."

The girl Hanzhi wondered, "Master, why don't we go and have a look?"

"If you're too close, and you've seen the catastrophe of becoming an immortal, I'm afraid that you will be afraid of the catastrophe in the future." The old man frowned, "Don't worry, let's see if he can survive here The eighth way, logically, it should be unbearable..."

Rumble!

The world trembled again, the eighth catastrophe had fallen, and the Leiguang Waterfall was clearly visible thousands of miles away!

Is the robbery cloud still not scattered?

"The person who crossed the catastrophe can survive the eighth way? Could it be that some ancient power was reincarnated?

嘶

Let's go, Hanzhi, let's go and have a look together! "

The old man didn't know how many times he gasped, pulled his apprentice, and flew towards the place where Li Changshou crossed the catastrophe, Bai Yun flew very quickly under his feet.

But not long after they left, they saw a huge silvery white and purple thunder ball thousands of miles away, condensed from the robbery cloud!

It was as if a Thunder Crow had risen in the sea, as if there was a second sun star in the sky!

The thunder ball slammed down, the power of catastrophe there reached its peak, and the sea below exploded into a thousand layers of furious waves!

The old man continued to fly forward, and more than 1000 miles was not a short distance for his state.

call

A gust of wind suddenly appeared on the sea surface. It was the spiritual energy of thousands of miles around, surging towards the place of crossing the catastrophe.

The aura gathers so quickly that one can even see strands of colorful light in the air.

"Master, the wind is blowing!"

Han Zhiman shouted in shock, "That man survived the catastrophe!"

"good!

This is the spiritual energy absorbed after going through the catastrophe and becoming a fairy! "

The old Taoist expression also showed a little excitement, "Come on, this must be the reincarnation of some great person, look at the amount of these auras, you can't tell, this person, no, this immortal will directly ascend to the heavenly immortal!

Come on, let's make some friends!

It would be a great thing if he could join our interception sect! "

However, as soon as the old Taoist words fell, a purple thunderbolt suddenly appeared between the heaven and the earth, appeared from the nine heavens, pierced through the robbery cloud in an instant, and landed on the island!

The old Taoist stared, his red and round old face was reflected in the color of dried eggplant by the purple divine thunder...

What's the matter with him today?

Not optimistic about the other party, the other party successfully crossed the catastrophe;

I just said that the other party has passed the catastrophe smoothly, and suddenly another divine thunder fell...

Master Zhangjiao, this really wasn't caused by his words!

The girl Hanzhi wondered, "Master, what is this?"

"Heaven's punishment, real heaven's punishment," the old Taoist said in a deep voice, "Heavenly Dao feels that he is an anomaly, even if he survives the catastrophe, he will send down heaven's punishment.

It's over, this person will definitely die, the punishment of heaven is not so good..."

This time, before the old Taoist could finish his words, the words 'Must die without a doubt' had just dropped, and the surrounding wind rose again, and the boundless spiritual energy gathered again towards the place of crossing the catastrophe.

"Huh? Poor Dao's mouth!"

Snapped!

The girl's small hand reached over and quickly blocked the master's old mouth, "Master, don't talk, hurry over and have a look."

The old Taoist shook his head with a smile, pointing his fingers forward, Bai Yunfei became more anxious.

They were still [-] miles away from the place where the tribulation was crossed, and a ganoderma-shaped auspicious cloud appeared there.

The calamity clouds in the sky turned into white clouds all over the sky, and then quickly condensed into a funnel shape, and the end of the funnel was the person who crossed the calamity;

Streams of pure aura surged downward in the white cloud, and merged into the figure that could already be vaguely seen.

A beam of golden light shone under the nine heavens, covering this person in it.

In this beam of light, there are phantoms of fairies dancing with the heavenly music, and they sprinkled the sky full of petals;

Another white-haired old man rode a crane and congratulated the figure below.

These are all visions of heaven and earth.

At this time, the power of Heavenly Tribulation is very thin.