On Hulu Ridge, deep in the sky, there was a strange vortex-like cloud of tribulation surging. The robbery light was deep and strange, and it was silent, accompanied by the rumbling thunder, revealing an extremely terrifying aura.

From a distance, I don’t know how many people shivered and felt like they were falling from an ice cave, and their faces changed in horror.

"This taboo catastrophe is even stronger than the giant ridge breaking realm!"

In the city that never sleeps, a martial artist looks at Hulu Ridge from afar and can't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

The clouds of disaster cover the sky and the sun, and the thunderstorms roll and spit out a letter, which is a lightning bolt.

Lu Xuanlou slowly stood up, stepped up, and rose into a hundred feet high. He looked up at the catastrophe clouds, without covering up his own aura, and letting the catastrophe thunder gather, becoming more and more terrifying.

"This guy, is this going to get through the tribulation?"

Jing Miao said in shock: "Is this guy crazy? How could he choose to overcome the tribulation at this moment? Could it be that this guy has been forced to the point of desperate situation and has to fight to the death, and wants to use the power of the heavenly tribulation to burn together with the Great Sword Immortal Wenxi jade stones?!"

The Demon Buddha's misery completely changed his sarcasm and was unbelievable. He was also panicked and anxious at this time.

It should be noted that the great catastrophe of the Juqing monk is terrifying. Whenever you pass the tribulation, who is not fully prepared in advance? In fact, some Juqing strong people use their sect background to fight against the heavenly tribulation, just because they are worried about encountering variables and losing their souls when they pass the tribulation.

After the previous battle, Lu Xuanlou was seriously injured, but at this moment he was not aware of his life and death, which led to a catastrophe like a taboo. Who can not be surprised?

"Go away!"

The Demon Buddha was so upset that he hurriedly urged Jing Miao to leave.

At this time, as long as Lu Xuanlou let the catastrophe thunder land, then the great sword immortal Wenxi, Jing Miao and him will be locked by the heavenly tribulation and will have no more skill to escape.

With the blessing of a great sword immortal and two demonic giants, it is hard to imagine how terrifying the power of this heavenly tribulation would be. Not to mention him and Jing Miao, even the great sword immortal Wen Xi would be unable to escape unscathed.

"How dare he?"

Jing Miaozhen actually said.

"Why don't he dare?"

The Demon Buddha said sternly, now that Lu Xuanlou is a complete madman, there is nothing he dared not do!

However, the two of them were determined to retreat at this moment, but Lu Xuanlou did not give him a chance.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly condensed and turned into a giant finger of a hundred feet in size. Lu Xuanlou gently tapped his finger, and the giant finger of a hundred feet in size surged into the sky, crashing straight into the catastrophe clouds with lightning flashing light, and then swayed violently, stirring the catastrophe clouds into pieces.

The heavenly tribulation is a punishment brought by the heavenly way. Provoking the heavenly tribulation is to provoke the heavenly way. The heavenly way is supreme, how can he succeed in passing the tribulation?

As expected, after that finger, the catastrophe cloud condensed twice again, and the thunder had turned purple, with its power far exceeding before, and it was more than several times stronger, making the world, mountains and rivers pale.

Wenxi, the Demon Buddha was sad and painful, and Jing Miao was locked by the heavenly tribulation, making the power of the heavenly tribulation even more powerful.

"Lu Xuanlou, I'll go to your mother!"

The Demon Buddha was stunned by the grief and couldn't help but curse. How could he be the demeanor of a great monk who was not surprised by the favor and disgrace?

He originally thought that after Lu Xuanlou entered the giant dynasty, he would first ask Wenxi for a sword and then overcome the tribulation. He never expected that this would happen.

At this moment, he and Jing Miao were both locked up by the heavenly tribulation. Wherever they escaped, the heavenly tribulation would chase him. There was no way to escape. He and Jing Miao were both seriously injured by Wen Xi. Under such heavenly tribulation, they would definitely be in a lifetime of death.

Lu Xuanlou ignored the misery of the Demon Buddha and took action again to break the re-condensation of the catastrophe cloud, making the power of the heavenly catastrophe even more powerful. He went on like this until the catastrophe thunder turned purple and dyed the catastrophe cloud purple. Lu Xuanlou stopped, looked at Wen Xi with unfulfilled intentions, and asked with a slight pride: "How can you deal with such a catastrophe thunder?"

"Do you have the only ability?"

Everyone was shocked by this earth-shaking catastrophe, but Wen Xi was extremely calm.

In the East Wilderness, Lu Xuanlou used this method to kill countless disciples of the East Wilderness Immortal Sect, and even caused the fall of Yue Wushen and the White-clothed Sword Immortal to die with hatred.

"I have no other way to do anything about my skills."

Lu Xuanlou shook his head and said, knowing in his heart that even if he was among the giants, there was still a huge gap between him and Wen Xi. The strong fight, and the winner was a slight margin. This huge gap was undoubtedly a gap.

"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

Wen Xi looked up at Jieyun and said calmly: "I am the Great Sword Immortal, and one sword can break all the methods."

While speaking, Wenxi's sword intent soared into the sky, shattering the catastrophe cloud that had finally gathered again, and the power of the heavenly tribulation increased several times.

"It's over, this time there will be no life after ten deaths!"

The Demon Buddha felt sad and in a daze. He added fuel to the fire in the stream. The power of this heavenly tribulation was no longer spoken. Even if the powerful masters of the Nine Realm came, they would have to bow down here.

"It seems that this seemingly dangerous situation is also within your control! But don't be careless. This great disaster, the great disaster in the Eastern Wilderness, cannot be compared."

Lu Xuanlou chuckled and moved his mind slightly. The sky's armour library opened silently. The dense spiritual weapons were like a torrent, running around Lu Xuanlou, and finally turned into a thousand-foot-sized tower, standing on the ground to support the sky, proud of the wind and thunder.

Wenxi's eyes narrowed slightly. When he was in the Eastern Wilderness, Lu Xuanlou used this technique to escape unstoppable, and there seemed to be a deep meaning in it.

Deep in the sky, the purple thunder that was quietly twitching suddenly at this moment, and then thunder broke out in the sky and the earth.

boom--

It was like the first thunder that sounded when the chaos first opened, trembling with mountains and rivers. Even in the city that never sleeps, countless warriors and monks were trembling and their souls were terrified.

I saw a huge purple light of disaster burst out and fell to the world at the height of the sky.

At that moment, even a great monk like Eleventh Niang was shocked, his expression was filled with fear and anxiety.

"Damn it!"

The devil Buddha suddenly changed his tragedy, and the thunder of disaster was much more terrifying than he had imagined.

Without too much thought, the Demon Buddha worked hard to do all his foundation, burning his essence, blood and life, condensed a thousand-foot golden body, shining everywhere in the Buddha's light, raised his palm to meet him.

Jing Miao sacrificed a colorful robe. When the roaring glow was surging, a graceful figure appeared. He stared at the sky thunder and then stroked his palms to cover Jing Miao.

Only Wen Xi brushed his sword dress, looked up at the height of the sky, raised his sword to ask the sky.

The three-inch part of Wenxi's palm was filled with vast sword roars, storming all over the fields. On Wenxi's unrestrained and independent figure, there was an indescribable terrifying sword energy that suddenly rushed up, just like mushrooms after a rain, rising step by step.

Then, Wen Xi smiled mysteriously, which made Lu Xuanlou creepy. Wen Xi blinked his sleeves and slashed out a sword light, slashing towards the thousand-foot-high tower carefully constructed by Lu Xuanlou.

Then, I saw the stream rising from the ground, and only a dazzling sword light hit the light of disaster that fell from the height of the sky.

Then, the thunder of disaster landed, and the entire Hulu Ridge completely turned into a purple thunder ocean.
Chapter completed!