Chapter 430: The Great Tribulation Comes
I don't know when a red cloud appeared in the sky. It looked very beautiful. But the sun was clearly in the sky at noon at this time. How could the sunset glow appear for nothing?
A large number of clouds flowed towards the red cloud like hundreds of companies. In an instant, the red cloud accumulated bigger and bigger, and the boundary could not be seen at a glance.
All the beasts in the core area of the wild forest were running around like crazy. Countless spiritual beasts in the beast control gate were also out of control. The two green-winged eagles with Taoist cultivation were also uneasy.
"Those with double eyes, leave here quickly, the real disaster is coming!"
"Real disaster?" Su Yu and his wife looked at each other.
"What exactly happened in the forbidden area? How could the heavenly tribulations be triggered one after another? I'll go back and take a look." Su Yu said.
"I'll go too." Mu Jianxin said firmly.
"Walk!"
The dense clouds accumulated in the sky this time are far from comparable to the catastrophe not long ago. Moreover, these cumulus clouds are black and red, and they look extremely terrifying.
Soon, strong winds blew in this large area of the forbidden forest area, and the temperature also dropped.
"Heavenly calamity is coming!" Qian Yao said in a deep voice.
The monks can sense the specific time of their own calamity. Qian Yao's calamity should have been five years later, and Qian Mo's calamity will be even later. The two have also discussed the specific matters of how to deal with the calamity in the future. The location is still that year.
The place where Yun Tao Zun saved his tribulation.
But the sudden disaster that happened now completely disrupted their plans.
Qian Yao hasn't made any preparations to save the tribulation. She doesn't have the elixir to save the tribulation. She doesn't have the magic weapon to save the tribulation. It seems that she can't make a choice about where to save the tribulation...
In the process of cultivation, the most fatal hurdle for a monk in the early stage is naturally to break the elixir and become a palace. Nine out of ten monks will fail at this stage. But once the immortal palace is formed and enters the soul refining realm, things will go smoothly.
The realm of enlightenment and the realm of spiritual transformation can be regarded as a learning process for the soul infant. You can not learn well, but you will not die due to practice. The monks who normally fall in these two stages are just because of insufficient spiritual roots and insufficient opportunities.
It's just that you can't break through before your life span is exhausted.
Maybe God turns a blind eye to those cultivators who go against heaven and is too lazy to pay attention to it. After all, you only live a few more years than ordinary people, and you will eventually return to dust. The spiritual power accumulated in your body will also
Return to the world again.
But the limit of its tolerance should be the realm of divine transformation. If someone still wants to continue to break through, God will not turn a blind eye.
Therefore, after the realm of divine transformation, there will be three consecutive heavenly tribulations! This is the tribulation period. Throughout the ages, 99% of the great monks will be completely destroyed by God's three consecutive attacks.
The first calamity is the physical calamity. God sends down thunder to bombard your body and make you disappear into ashes.
The second calamity is the soul calamity. If you are lucky enough to survive the first calamity, the thunder will escalate again that day, bombarding your soul and leaving you shaken to pieces.
The third calamity is the Dao calamity. If you are still alive, it means that you, a monk, have made some achievements in enlightenment. The thunder will be upgraded again that day. Use the rules of heaven and earth to destroy your Dao foundation.
Each of these three catastrophes is extremely dangerous. If you do not prepare yourself for the test, there will only be one result. That is the destruction of body and soul.
Seeing the red clouds in the sky getting thicker and thicker, the disciples in Youqing Valley also knew what was about to happen. Their eyes all fell on Qian Yao.
"Sister Qianyao, you..." Lan Xiaoyu swallowed back the last words. Qianyao's state was already written on her face.
"You should leave here quickly." Qian Yao glanced at everyone. "Get out of the forbidden area. The disaster will come soon."
Seeing that everyone still didn't take action, Chu Feilong ordered: "All disciples of Youqing Valley listen to the order and evacuate here immediately."
Pei Feng is the nominal owner of the valley, but in reality all the people in the Qing Valley are at the mercy of the King of Chu.
Everyone slowly exited the extreme realm of ice and fire. All the joy just now dissipated. Everyone understood the meaning of the heavenly tribulation. That is the final destination of the great monks. Only one out of ten can survive. And without preparation
It is absolutely impossible to successfully survive the tribulation.
The life of Sister Youqinggu is coming to an end...
"Sister Qianyao..."
"Let's go!" Qian Yao's words were very plain. She quietly watched these familiar faces fly out of the waterfall one by one, and said goodbye to each one with her eyes.
She was born in the Beast Territory of Southern Border. She came to the Central Plains for only a dozen years. Compared with her long life, these ten years were so short. But during these years in the Valley of Love, she also experienced unprecedented tenderness.
Her life has come to an end. After living for thousands of years, she is actually not too afraid of death. After experiencing the human world, she has no regrets. All she has is a reluctance to let go of these humans.
Finally, Qian Yao's eyes fell on Pei Feng. He walked slowly from a distance. He didn't show the slightest panic.
Qian Yao smiled slightly and said, "Now you have become a bit more magnanimous as the master of a sect."
Pei Feng looked up at the sky. Countless lightning bolts had begun to condense into thunder. The number of those lightning bolts was thousands of times that of the thunder he had just struck. It was really making people's scalp numb.
But there was still no sound in the sky. The world was eerily quiet. This was the last tranquility before the storm.
Pei Feng looked around. At this time, most people had left the place. Only a few people were still waiting here. Pei Feng understood that everyone was waiting for him to make his final decision.
"Father, mother, Fei Yan, you should leave here quickly." Seeing that several relatives were still hesitant, Pei Feng added: "I have to leave later. With my cultivation, I can't help my sister. Besides,
No one can replace Tian Jie. I want to say a few more words to my sister."
After Pei Feng finished speaking, he looked at Mu Jianping again. "Jianping, please go out too."
Mu Jianping said: "I'll wait for Master to leave together."
Pei Feng looked at his master Qian Mo again.
Qian Mo said: "I will do my best. I helped Dao Zun survive a catastrophe. I also have some experience."
Pei Feng nodded lightly. The only one in the entire Sentient Valley who could help him was his master.
In the distant sky, the huge appearance of the Ice Moon Butterfly has solidified. It is in sharp contrast to the appearance of the black and ugly ancient magic ape.
The mythical beast Qingluan is located between the two Dharma figures. Obviously, it has also benefited greatly today. But it is too young after all and does not have such a deep foundation. Otherwise, today, in the realm of ice and fire, mythical beasts, magical beasts, and fantasy beasts
Beasts and monsters break through at the same time, it would be really lively.
"This time, our harvest in Love Valley is really big!" Pei Feng took pleasure in the pain and wanted to downplay the sad atmosphere here.
"Yes. I never thought that the Valley of Love built by our siblings would develop into what it is now. This is all your credit."
Pei Feng felt sad in his heart and had some sobs in his throat.
The thunderball in the air gradually took shape. It was already the size of the previous attack on Pei Feng, but Pei Feng understood that this was just the beginning. This time it was a real disaster. It was not the small fight he just had.
Seeing his relatives and friends exiting the extreme state, Pei Feng finally set his sights on Mu Jianping again.
"Master. If you don't leave, I won't leave either!"
The two have the same mind. Mu Jianping has long sensed Pei Feng's thoughts. He has no intention of leaving. He wants to help Qian Yao fight against the calamity.
Hearing this, Qian Yao frowned slightly, "Fool, what can you do to help me?"
The calm look on Pei Feng's face finally disappeared. There were tears in his eyes.
"Sister, if it weren't for you, I would have died in Tongyou Valley a long time ago. Do you still remember when you held me in your arms and ran away thousands of miles away? At that time, I still hated you in my heart."
Pei Feng smiled bitterly: "If I hadn't lit the Dao Fire continuously this time, you wouldn't have caused the catastrophe. How could I have stood by and watched?"
Qian Yao touched Pei Feng's head. "Silly brother, everything has its destiny. Listen to my sister and get out quickly. If I die in this disaster, you will have to avenge me by yourself."
At this moment, Pei Feng's eyes suddenly changed. He seemed to have thought of something.
"No, sister, if you can survive this catastrophe, you will definitely be able to survive it! Yes, everything is destined! Since Tianyan Sect has calculated that you will appear there, you will not perish here!"
Qian Mo and Qian Yao were both confused.
But Mu Jianping completely understood what the master meant. She said excitedly: "Yes, yes!"
"Why don't you hurry up and make preparations now? What are you doing?" Tianwu's urgent voice came from behind, "Jianping, go to Youqing Valley quickly and activate the first-line seven-star formation."
"Yes!" Mu Jianping smiled happily and turned into a ray of blue light and flew out of the extreme realm of ice and fire.
At that moment, Tianwu gave another order to the four scantily clad girls behind him. These four were naturally the little demons he brought down from the Maya Mountains. Spring breeze, summer rain, autumn dew, and winter snow.
"As you command!"
Tianwu said: "There are three thunders in the Thirty-nine Heavenly Tribulations. I am responsible for helping Miss Qian Yao block the first thunder."
At the critical moment, you still have to look to Tianwu!
"My old man will go all out for the second thunderbolt!" The old man Qian Mo was also dejected and his fighting spirit was high. He was so ashamed! As a peak monk, he was not as good as a junior in the face of the heavenly tribulation, and he was just feeling sad.
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"As for the third thunder, I can also help." This was an extremely unfamiliar voice.
Everyone turned to look at the place where the sound came from. Their eyes widened in unison.
The speaker turned out to be a young woman. She had a coquettish appearance, a slim figure, and a curvy figure. Her skin was as white as snow, and her thick long hair was spread over her shoulders. She stood in front of everyone with a smile on her face, without any clothes on.
Pieces!
Pei Feng immediately avoided looking at Tianwu, because only Tianwu would have such a frank little demon.
Tianwu smiled faintly, "Look what I do. She is your butterfly!"
Chapter completed!