The bloody long sword didn't pause for a moment. The next target was Su Fan. Su Fan was still sitting cross-legged, but there was more spiritual energy surrounding him.
The long sword shuttled between places, as if moving forward through extremely viscous plasma. It was extremely difficult, but although it was difficult, it was still fast after all.
Su Fan's body did not waver in the slightest, and the spell in his hand was still moving. The spiritual energy became even denser, and Su Fan's body was almost invisible.
The clouds on the horizon not far away seemed to be disturbed by Su Fan, and were quickly pulled towards them. There was spiritual energy in the clouds, but it was not sufficient, so few people absorbed it.
But less is relative, and if there are more clouds, that's a different matter. For example, at this moment, almost the clouds on the entire mountain have gathered over the Xuanji Sect, and are condensing into a giant white dragon swimming towards Su Fan.
The bloody sword shook, and Elder Liu felt something bad. He didn't know whether it came from this vulnerable young man, or something else. In short, it was the fear of life and death.
He was aware of all his worries and knew that all he had to do now was kill this person, so after he exerted a little force, the speed of the long sword increased a lot.
Bursts of purple light emitted from Su Fan's body, breaking through the dense fog and piercing the outside world, straight towards the sky. A clear and audible sound came out, and the fog transformed by the spiritual energy quickly became unstable, and then a vortex appeared.
Su Fan is the center of the whirlpool. In the center of the whirlpool, where Su Fan's spiritual spirit is, there is a little man the size of a fist. If you look closely, you can see that the little man looks a bit like Su Fan. The whole body of the little man is emitting bursts of purple light.
At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened. It should have been sunny when Su Fan attracted so many clouds, but at this moment, dark clouds covered the sky, as if it was going to rain.
Su Fan was shocked in his heart. An extremely terrifying aura emerged from his heart. The jade pendant around his waist beat wildly. It was unclear whether it was excitement or fear.
The blood-colored sword stopped in front of Su Fan, and then Elder Liu frantically took it back, then stopped in place and looked at the sky. He actually gave up killing Su Fan because of this sudden celestial phenomenon.
Su Fan quickly kneaded the secrets in his hand, and the spiritual energy around him flew quickly. Following the direction of Su Fan's fingers, they all poured into Yu Ming's body. Yu Ming, who was lying on the ground and did not know whether he was alive or dead, was quickly wrapped in the spiritual energy.
Then, Su Fan gently held the jade pendant, and then looked at the sky, seeing the sudden change.
The sky is only dim, not dark.
But that kind of shocking feeling makes even the powerful Elder Liu dare not move at will. The more powerful he is, the more he knows, so he has more scruples.
The fighting on the square had stopped long ago. Some young monk who liked to take advantage of him saw that the enemy he had fought with before was now in front of him, and suddenly drew his sword and stabbed the opponent.
Suddenly there was a loud noise, and a burst of fire that came from nowhere hit the young monk without any warning. In an instant, dozens of people in front of the young monk were reduced to ashes.
The old woman opened her mouth and glanced at Ye Dao again. The frightened look came out of her for the first time. She asked doubtfully: "Is this...?"
"It's a natural disaster." Ye Dao said with certainty in a deep voice.
"Heavenly Tribulation"
This only appeared in legends. For countless years, no one has ever seen it. Everyone in the world only said that the power of God is unpredictable. At this moment, seeing the power of God for the first time, everyone looked a little dazed.
I secretly thought in my heart that I usually claimed to be doing justice for heaven, or disrespected heaven and threatened to destroy heaven, and each of them weighed whether he would be punished by heaven for this.
Heavenly tribulation is God's tool to punish people, but I have never seen anyone who insults God and will bring down tribulation. Thinking of this, many people breathed a sigh of relief, but after looking at the faintly red sky, they calmed down a little.
His expression became nervous again.
But why did this catastrophe occur? Everyone has different conjectures.
"Could it be that there is a great cultivator?" Ye Dao guessed.
A great practitioner does not mean a practitioner who has a very high level of cultivation and can reach heaven. It refers to a type of practitioner, the kind of person who dares to compete with heaven. Because this type of practitioner must grow up.
He has done great things, so he is called a great practitioner.
It's just that this kind of practitioner disappeared a long time ago. Anyone who has this kind of person will never be in Yuanying, because Yuanying is God's first detection of a practitioner. Anyone who reaches Yuanying will be seen by God.
What? Immediately bring down the heavenly calamity and destroy them.
Now that there is a catastrophe, the only possibility is that a great practitioner appears, but the great practitioner appears in the Xuanji Sect. Not only those Yongle Sect disciples don't believe it, but even Ye Dao and others don't believe it.
Elder Liu stared blankly at the sky and murmured: "Could it be that he caused this catastrophe?"
No one answered him, because Su Fan didn't know what was going on. He only knew that in the memory of this immortal demon, he was very disdainful of this scene. This was called the fire catastrophe, the weakest catastrophe among the heavenly tribulations.
Immortals and demons practice fire magic, so all flames are inferior in his eyes. They are the ancestors of flames, even the fires dropped by heavenly calamities.
However, Su Fan was not stupid enough to think that he was not afraid of the catastrophe. Although his body had been forged, it was still difficult to withstand the catastrophe.
Su Fan suddenly thought of the fire ball he had seen in the illusion of Huxinting Pavilion before, and suddenly had a glimmer of understanding. If you were afraid of him, he would kill you without hesitation. But if you were not afraid of him, you would dare to
There may be a chance of survival if you fight against him.
Although the idea is good, how to fight against it is really a confusing question. At least Su Fan has no chance of surviving to fight against it.
Elder Liu glanced at Su Fan helplessly and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you are a great practitioner, which is a pity. The calamity is here to punish you, so only by killing you can we escape safely."
Elder Liu did not give Su Fan time to discuss it. In an instant, the sword came out of his hand, but Elder Liu still underestimated the strength of Tianjie.
As soon as the long sword was released, it was hit by a ball of fire. This long sword, which was close to the level of an immortal sword, did not even have a chance to break under the blow of the ball of fire, and simply disappeared out of thin air.
Su Fan stared at that scene blankly, and then looked at the sky. The red corner of the sky was constantly moving around, as if he was looking for something.
The next moment, it stopped, as if it had found its target.
Su Fan also felt the terrifying aura of Tianwei, and the fire ball came leisurely. Su Fan was instantly wrapped in purple light, and then quickly escaped, leaving only a purple shadow under his body.
Elder Liu frowned slightly and said in confusion: "This is... this does not look like Yongle County's Kung Fu. I remember that... I seemed to have seen it during the practice."
Although the fiery red corner was in nothingness, it moved very slowly. Su Fan was able to dodge once or twice at this moment. It must be said that it had something to do with dodging the fire ball in the pavilion before.
Su Fan is not the kind of character who is willing to wait to be killed, even if it is God's will, so when escaping, Su Fan can still use his skills to defeat several fireballs.
He ran away all the way, rushed out of the corridor, reached the lakeside, and ducked into the pavilion in the middle of the lake. He was still locked. No matter where Su Fan fled, he would be watched.
Then came the fire ball, hitting Su Fan directly.
Su Fan smiled bitterly and patted the storage bag. He held the Purple Moon Blade in his hand and swung it rapidly, smashing several fire balls and adding a few new injuries to his body. Su Fan still refused to surrender.
Gradually, Su Fan realized that all of this happened because of himself, because he had broken through the Nascent Soul. If he wanted to survive today, there was only one way to forcibly destroy the Nascent Soul that had just appeared, and he would be able to avoid this disaster.
But are you willing?
Su Fan sighed and smiled bitterly: "I, Su Fan, have practiced cultivation for a hundred years and have never done anything against my will. Today, you want me to die. It's really ridiculous. My life, Su Fan, belongs to me and no one can take it away from me."
Let’s go, so what?”
After sighing, a terrifying smile appeared on Su Fan's lips.
He pressed the formula in his hand, and the spiritual energy all over his body was actually dyed purple. Gradually the purple dispersed and turned into red, then red, then orange, and finally seven colors appeared.
"Is it true that only at the critical moment of life and death can one understand the seven colors of Tianyuan?" Su Fan smiled lightly, caressed the seven colors in front of him, and then turned one hand into incomprehensible runes in the air.
It was a rare technique in the memory of immortals and demons that could be performed without the bodies of immortals and demons. The seven colors turned, and there was actually a slight retreat in that corner of the sky.
That day, it suddenly became quiet.
There was no darkness, and of course there was no complete light. It was still as groggy as before, but there was an unexplainable death energy that ignited from nowhere.
A moment ago, Shang was still feeling sorry for the fake fairy treasure that he had worked so hard to obtain. At this moment, he was looking at the sky blankly and at a loss, as if he was about to leave this world. He wanted to take another look at it, but he didn't know.
Look at that.
The people in the square in front of the main hall also had the same expression. They were scared of death, but they were not chaotic because they had no choice but to wait for death.
The Heavenly Tribulation only showed signs of retreating, but it did not retreat after all. Huo Hongjiao seemed to be angered by his previous retreat. In anger, he actually blasted out countless fireballs this time.
This time Su Fan could no longer resist with the Purple Moon Blade, but as the fire ball approached the mid-air, it slowly extinguished, until it disappeared in front of Su Fan.
In the mid-air, there is a subtle dividing line that cannot be explored. Above is the violence with catastrophe, and below is the sorrow of death.
It seems that the natural disaster will never be exhausted. No matter how many fire balls are dropped, its power will not decrease. After that fire ball, what fell in front of Su Fan turned into sparks, and then grew bigger, until it could no longer be
No cuts.
Su Fan didn't dodge, he was still drawing incomprehensible symbols.
When the last finger fell, the fire ball that was about to fly by stopped for an instant, and then a huge mountain-like shadow of an immortal demon appeared behind Su Fan. The immortal demon waved its giant palm and grabbed a fire ball with one palm. There seemed to be a kind of
Innate disgust, swallowed in one gulp.
However, this was not cast by a fairy or demon, but was forced by Su Fan, so the shadow soon became lighter and lighter, and then was destroyed by a ball of fire.
The Heavenly Tribulation seemed to be angered by immortals and demons, just like old enemies meeting each other for thousands of years. Then there were only thousands of fire rains left in the sky, but Su Fan fell down and landed on the top of the pavilion in the middle of the lake.