Chapter 1 Failure to overcome the tribulation

Above the nine heavens, the blue sky, which was originally cloudless, suddenly covered the dark clouds, covering the radius of thousands of miles, and the range became larger and larger.

On the Canghan Continent, after the battle of the true demons, a master of cultivation who was rare in tens of thousands of years, Qingyun Zhenren is now preparing to break through the final demon barrier and prepare to overcome the tribulation and ascend.

At this moment, with him as the center, dark clouds above his head quickly condensed and rolled in. Lightning and thunder roared in the dark clouds, gradually entangled, condensed into a pillar of electric like a bucket, slashing towards Qingyun Zhenren.

Qingyun's face was solemn, and his whole body was mobilized to mobilize his spiritual power, and he tried hard to create a colorful canopy to face this electric pillar!

A hundred miles away from the heavenly tribulation, the Haomiao Sword Sect where the Qingyun Zhenren is located, a group of elders and outstanding disciples are fully focused on this life-threatening test.

Among the crowd, a young man with ordinary appearance and sword-eyed eyebrows frowned and secretly prayed for Qingyun Zhenren: "Master, you must succeed. You are the person who is most likely to break the void and ascend to the tribulation for tens of thousands of years..."

The true man Qingyun is already the perfect cultivation of the Holy Spirit, and the limit that can be reached by the Canghan Continent. This young man who prays for the true man Qingyun is Jun Yu, the most outstanding disciple of the true man Qingyun, and the initial level of the Holy Spirit.

On the road to Canghan, the cultivation levels below the innate level are divided into three levels: warrior, martial arts, and military generals, each level is divided into four levels, primary, intermediate, advanced, and perfect.

The cultivation level after innateness is divided into four levels: spiritual scholar, spiritual master, spirit king, and holy spirit. Each level is divided into four levels, just like acquired, primary, intermediate, advanced, and perfect.

Jun Yu looked at the Qingyun Zhenren standing in zhongyang tightly. At this time, the third electric column was already slashing down, twice as big as the first electric column just now!

With a "boom." As the electric column dissipated, the colorful canopy also broke.

At this time, Master Qingyun suddenly turned around and saw the worry in Jun Yu's eyes. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face. Then the momentum on his body actually rose again. A more awe-inspiring aura erupted from Master Qingyun. Then he said to Jun Yu loudly: "Yu'er, open your eyes and look at it carefully. How did you pass the heavenly tribulation?"

Feeling the awe-inspiring energy and domineering aura on Zhenren Qingyun, Jun Yu clenched his fists tightly and watched the fourth heavenly tribulation electric pillar slash down again.

The fourth electric column has increased to three times larger than the first electric column. I saw Zhenren Qingyun take out his unique skills, and a huge sword light exuding a magnificent momentum condensed from the Qingyun Zhenren's hand mark and slashing towards the fourth electric column!

"Crack!" A loud bang, accompanied by a huge vibration of spiritual power within a radius of thousands of miles, made the young and outstanding disciples of the Haomiao Sword Sect all show pain on their faces.

"Master, you must hold on!" Jun Yu was affected by the vibration of spiritual power and silently continued to pray for his master Qingyunzi.

When the seventh electric column was formed, the thunder surrounded by green light had turned into a deep purple se, and a purple se thunder about meter thick once again rushed towards the Qingyun Zhenren who had already lost his strength.

The light flashed on the body of the Qingyun Zhenren, and a snow-white light came out of the Baihui acupoint above his head, quickly forming a seven-foot long sword that was approaching the eyes. It floated above the Qingyun Zhenren, emitting snow-white lights, wrapping the Qingyun Zhenren, and the space around him was vaguely frozen.

This snow-white seven-foot long sword is the treasure of the Haomiao Sword Sect, the Ice Dragon Sword! The attack power is extremely terrifying. It was made by the real person Qingyun who spent tens of thousands of years of savings and spent three thousand years of warming up! Once the ice dragon comes out, no one in the world will compete with you!

However, under the purple thunder in front, the ice dragon sword had just split the seventh purple thunder, and the snow-white light had dimmed. The ice dragon sword was overwhelmed and fell from the head of Qingyun Zhenren, spinning around for three times, and disappeared into Baihui acupoint.

"Master, your cultivation has been famous for the ages. If you cannot survive this disaster, who else can break through the sky in the world..." Jun Yu's face was already sad.

When the eighth purple thunder was formed, the Qingyun Zhenren summoned the Ice Dragon Sword again, and the surrounding wind and clouds changed. The huge sword light attracted spiritual power from thousands of miles apart and rolled in! The snow-white sword light quickly expanded to a thousand feet. As the dance moved, the sound of wind and thunder continued to be heard, and the sword intent reached the nine heavens of thunder clouds, and it was to disperse this group of thunder clouds!

Driven by the Qingyun Sword Technique, the snow-white sword light on the Ice Dragon Sword suddenly surged, quickly freezing the surrounding space. The sword body was like a huge ice cover, wrapping Qingyun Zhenren again.

"Crack!" As if being challenged, the purple thunder that was several feet thick was not only thicker than before, but also increased its speed several times. It was so thunder that it could not cover its ears, and it drowned Qingyun Zhenren like a rage. With Qingyun Zhenren as the center, it turned into a sea of ​​purple thunder in a few miles!

"The Supreme Elder has used the Qingyun Sword Technique to the highest level, and has resisted the seventh thunder that has been unattainable for tens of thousands of years. You must succeed..." Se, the head of the Haomiao Sword Sect, shouted nervously.

"The Supreme Elder..." A group of elders and disciples of the Haomiao Sword Sect shouted loudly.

"Master..." Jun Yu's shrill voice roared out of his throat.

When the purple thunder sea dissipated, on the gravel ground that had sunk for several feet, the dragon light of the Qingyun Zhenren was gone, his whole body was charred, and his mouth and nose were covered with blood. But he was still standing in this dissipated purple thunder sea, with helpless and sad eyes!

"The universe is infinite, the way of heaven is ruthless, is the people hopeless..." Master Qingyun asked the sky sternly!

However, before the Qingyun Zhenren had any breathing, the last and ninth thunder thunder thunder thunder thunder was blowing down several feet thick, and there were also colorful thunders, quickly submerging Qingyun Zhenren...

"Ah!" A sad and angry voice came from the sea of ​​thunder.

"The Supreme Elder..."

"master!"

All the people around were in panic and sad...

The sea of ​​thunder dissipated, and the charred ground in deep Dalishu was empty. The true man Qingyun disappeared with anger and unwillingness, leaving only a three-foot-long broken ice dragon sword, lying coldly at the bottom of the pit.

The members of the Haomiao Sword Sect suddenly fell into great sadness. Jun Yu's two lines of clear tears flowed down from his unbearable sad eyes, and silently came to the bottom of the pit, picked up half of the ice dragon sword, and broke through the air...

"Is even the master of this sword intent, such a state of cultivation is immeasurable to the universe, the way of heaven is ruthless, and the people have no hope..." A young man with a sword-brow star is above the colorful clouds of the nine heavens. Seeing that the master who has been praised by the cultivation world for tens of thousands of years as the most likely to be broken and ascended, his master Qingyunzi was buried under the heavenly tribulation and sighed with a desolate sigh.

This young man was the rising star who once stood at the peak of the world of cultivation. Jun Yu. He was lonely and helpless since childhood. He started practicing martial arts at the age of seven. With his unyielding will, at the age of twenty, when most young warriors were still wandering in the acquired world, he was the first to enter the innate world, and even reached the realm of the Spirit King for a hundred years. Later, he was appointed under the disciple of Qingyun Zhenren.

Then Jun Yu turned around and left, and kept mourning for his master Qingyun for three years, but later he was imprisoned for hundreds of years without leaving.

Just when the world of cultivation had gradually forgotten Qingyunzi and Junyu, Junyu made great wishes.

In order to break the situation where no one could break the void and ascend to the world of cultivation for countless years, he was in a depressed state. He boldly innovated and decided to seal his cultivation and memory, enroll him again, and become a baby. Unless he reached the previous Holy Spirit realm, he could restart his memory and thus break the curse with two-life memory.

After Jun Yu left the seclusion, he told the head of Haomiao Sword Sect what he thought and asked the head not to let the third person know about this matter, so he went into seclusion and understood the method of re-cultivation again.

"This is something that can only be achieved by great perseverance and great wisdom. Even Master Qingyun has never easily entered this field. I hope you can really bring hope to us..." The head of the sect sighed silently when he saw that he was in a desperate attempt to comfort him.

A thousand years later, Jun Yu, who was like a dead tree, had no vitality in his body, and only occasionally flashed on his forehead, which was very strange. Suddenly, Jun Yu's eyes that had not been opened for a thousand years suddenly opened, and a few feet long of light appeared between his eyes, condensed into a place, turning into a light cocoon. The golden light inside it flowed, gradually expanding to nearly a foot!

Jun Yu suddenly turned into a golden shi light, and threw himself into the golden shi light cocoon and disappeared. Only this golden shi light cocoon was left in the quiet room, and the golden shi light was still running on a mysterious route, slowly absorbing spiritual power from all around.

Thousands of years later, the Haomiao Sword Sect has gradually declined, and the sect almost forgot the peak honor that Qingyun Zhenren once brought.

In a very secret cave, the golden SE light cocoon seemed to have absorbed enough energy, and suddenly shrank rapidly, condensed into a golden SE light ball about a foot, disappearing from the quiet room with a "swoosh".

On the Canghan Continent, I don’t know how many miles away from the Haomiao Sect, there is a rolling mountain range, deep in the Fulong Mountains.

Suddenly, a golden shi light flashed through the sky like a meteor, and another huge beast shadow in the sky faced the golden shi light, and opened its mouth and was about to swallow it!

Seeing that this golden ray of light was about to fall into the mouth of the huge beast shadow, the light suddenly surged, reaching a ball of golden rays several feet large. When it suddenly turned around, it was about to pass by the beast shadow. When the beast shadow looked at it and failed, its body suddenly surged several times, and the huge black shadow enveloped the entire mountain.

The beast shadow's right claw attacked the golden red light like a mountain pressing down on the top of the top of the mountain. The golden red light could not dodge at the sight, and suddenly shrank its size and narrowed its size, and it almost passed by the sharp place of the beast's claws.

Seeing this, the beast shadow was furious and roared, lifting the entire mountain with a layer. Wherever the sound waves reached, the golden red light was affected, and the speed dropped, as if it was entering a quagmire, struggling to go out.

Seeing this, the beast shadow suddenly sucked a huge mouth like a black hole, trying to suck the golden red light over.
Chapter completed!