"Jiuyun..."

Staring at the colorful clouds above the head, Ling Yuntian finally showed a look of fear in his eyes.

"What a good move to kill chess!"

The roar of the corpse immortal was extremely angry and planned for thousands of years. He finally showed one step. Xiaoyao Immortal Lord did come with Mahayana cultivation, but a hundred years later, the time when the immortal tribulation appeared.

Now, it is exactly the hundred years after Bai Yi arrived in the Mahayana.

No one is afraid of the immortal catastrophe. Even the ancient witch may not be able to escape unscathed under the bombardment of the immortal catastrophe.

The Witch Clan has no immortal tribulation of the human race, but the immortal tribulation triggered by a Mahayana powerhouse has a fixed range, and Bai Yi's immortal tribulation directly enveloped the entire Changyang Mountain.

That is the revenge of the war immortal and the revenge of the hatred of killing!

The time left for people to surprise is only a moment. Golden lightning falls from the sky, and dense thunders of immortal tribulation pours down like a rain curtain.

"Bai Yi!" Ling Yuntian roared angrily: "Can you destroy my Sutian Gate by being an immortal catastrophe? I'm destined to be my witch tribe territory!"

In the roar of the sky, the corpse immortal spared no effort to open two gates of the sky again. In the gate that was opened to the limit, two other ancient witches appeared. At this time, the ancient witches on the top of Changyang Mountain, including the corpse immortal and Xing Tian, ​​were a total of seven!

The immortal tribulation is indeed terrible, but the immortal tribulation is a disaster for Mahayana cultivators after all. They can pass it, ascend to the fairy world, and they can't pass it, and their souls are scattered. However, the power of the immortal tribulation can barely resist it for the powerful people with the realm of scattered immortals, especially those ancient scattered immortals or ancient witches.

After all, it is an immortal tribulation targeting the strength of Mahayana. There are seven ancient witches joining forces to resist it.

"Do you want the Nine Realms?"

Bai Yi's laughter was still high in the thunder, and he smiled and said, "I'll talk about it if I can overcome this immortal catastrophe!"

"A mere immortal tribulation, are you afraid of me Ling Yuntian? Ignorance child!"

"Of course you are not afraid of an immortal disaster, but I have prepared two for you, hahaha!"

With a long smile, a strange vortex appeared in front of Bai Yi. It was the Shenzhou Lake Earth Eye sealed by him. Then, Bai Yi's right arm completely turned into a flame arm under the burning of the power of the Taoist heart. With a bang, the flame arm penetrated into the center of the vortex.

"With my fighting spirit, we will resist the land of the ghosts!"

A loud shout came out, as if he was trying hard to grab something. Bai Yi's face began to become ferocious. The surrounding immortal disaster had arrived. The golden lightning bombarded the body of the armor, and then exploded into a small lightning arc, which was not gathered or dispersed, and was still rampant on Bai Yi.

Not only Bai Yi was suffering from thunder robbery, but also the great witches. As long as they were on the top of the mountain, they could not escape the range of thunder robbery, especially those ancient witches could not escape. They needed to protect the gate of the sky.

A fairy tribulation was indeed not fatal to the seven ancient witches, but after Ling Yuntian saw Bai Yi's strange behavior, a dangerous feeling immediately came to his heart. Without waiting for him to make any move, an old man wearing a earthy robe and three strands of beards braided were actually caught out by Bai Yi from the ground's eyes.

"Let go!" the old man roared angrily: "The Heart of War! Are you... the Immortal Tribulation? The Human World!"

With a sound of the world, the sound of the world almost broke out.

"I left me in the underworld back then, and you left alone. Since you didn't come to lead the way for me, I'll guide you." Bai Yi's voice was full of madness, and he roared wildly: "Come and overcome the Immortal Tribulation, the Ancestor of the Styx!"

Click!

Rumble!!!

When the ancestor of the Styx was directly pulled out from the underworld by Bai Yi through the Earth Eye of Shenzhou Lake, a colorful cloud gathered above the original colorful catastrophe clouds. The ancestor of the Styx, who used the method of concealing the sky to avoid the immortal catastrophe for thousands of years, finally attracted the second immortal catastrophe.

The ancestor of the Styx, who was blown away by the anger, had no intention of cursing at this time. He hid for ten thousand years and wanted to overcome the tribulation. Now, he has been in seclusion in another world for many years. He is indeed very sure of pursuing the fairy tribulation, but this is a double fairy tribulation!

Good fortune is so good. If I had known this, I would have overcome the immortal disaster directly back then...

The appearance of the Ancestor of the Styx finally brought about a real killing situation. Under the double immortal tribulation, even the ancient witch would die!

The golden thunder of the Immortal Tribulation is no longer fine, but is connected into a dazzling golden light. The entire Changyang Mountain is dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye under the bombardment of the double immortal tribulation, and is gradually erased from the peak of ten feet, hundreds of feet, and thousands of feet!

No one can see the scene on the top of the mountain, and the fierce battle outside the mountain continued to begin.

The second time he lost reinforcements, the destruction of the witch clan was inevitable. Even if there were more than ten Mahayana, after a long time, he could not stop the killing of several peaks of the human world. In less than ten days, the alien race outside the mountain was wiped out again, and the monk side was extremely tired.

There were also cultivators who came from the direction of the Nine Domains one after another, but the later monks could no longer see the battlefield. Apart from countless floating corpses, there was only the golden light curtain covering Changyang Mountain.

For eighteen days, the double immortal tribulation finally showed signs of dissipation.

The light curtain just faded, and a faint soul suddenly fled out of the mountain top and fled towards the Nine Domain. Except for the peak powerhouses of the White Dragon Demon Ape, almost no one could recognize that the soul was the soul of the Ancestor of the Styx.

If the Ancestor of the Styx had been dead for so long, he would not even have a little soul left. Fortunately, he was lucky and could escape the power of the soul. As long as he found the right material in the future, he could sacrifice a body of a scattered immortal. However, the premise was that his weak soul would not be swallowed by those deep-sea giant beasts on the way back to the Ninth Domain.

No one cared about the life and death of the Ancestor of the Styx. People kept staring at Changyang Mountain, which was only about ten feet away. As the golden thunder gradually disappeared, the scene on the top of the mountain finally appeared in front of everyone.

Broken walls!

Under the double immortal tribulation, the seven ancient witches were directly killed by five, and the human-shaped body of the corpse immortal also turned into ashes under the thunder of the catastrophe. Only the white bone witch body of the corpse immortal and the giant beast Xing Tian, ​​which was missing half of the body.

At the cost of five ancient witches, the Jade Corpse and Sutian Gate were protected by Ling Yuntian, but they were all broken and the Light Gate was dim.

There was a more broken figure standing proudly on the top of the mountain. Bai Yi's eyes were empty and unconscious. The fire of fighting spirit in his eyes had long been extinguished, and he did not move at all, not knowing life and death.

Outside the mountain, there were screams of surprises one after another.

The Corpse Immortal is not dead yet, is the Zhan Immortal dead?

If you overcome the dual immortal tribulation in the Mahayana realm, no one can survive, right?

Various questions appeared in the hearts of the monks in the Nine Realms. On the back of the cloud turtle, Butterfly slowly stood up. The worries in her eyes were still very deep, but there was no sadness at all, because she could feel that her husband was not dead.

He could easily overcome the immortal tribulation ten thousand years ago. What is the immortal tribulation ten thousand years later? Under the Eight Gate Desert Jia, the thunder of the immortal tribulation cannot break the body, but the crisis of the thunder of the catastrophe has passed, and there is still the crisis of the inner demon tribulation.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there was a huge inner demon in front of Bai Yi, "Immortal Lord, we met again. This time, you can't escape, hahahaha!"

The inner demon attracted by the double immortal tribulation was so powerful that no one could imagine, but a small sword appeared in Bai Yi's sea of ​​consciousness. The small sword was completely condensed by the heart of Taoism, and the sword of Taoism gathered by the heart of war, rushed out in vain in the next moment and exploded in front of the demon.

"Destroy your own heart! You madman!"

The huge figure of the inner demon gradually blurred, and his hoarse roared endlessly: "Without the heart of war, I see how you face the barriers of immortals and mortals! When you ascend, it is the period when your soul is wiped out!"

Yes, the inner demon is right. When a monk ascends to the sky, he needs to break through the barriers between the two realms. In the world, the barriers between immortals and mortals are the most terrifying. Ascension without the power of the Taoist heart is no different from suicide.

"Bai Yi! Go to death!"

On the top of the mountain, Ling Yuntian's roar came from the mouth of the huge bone beast. Under the attack with his arms, the tiny and broken human race in front of him was suddenly shrouded by a layer of light curtain. Under this layer of light curtain, Ling Yuntian's full-strength attack with anger was easily resolved.

"The light of guidance..."

Looking at the figure led to the sky by the light curtain, Ling Yuntian's eyes fell down: "Ascend, Zhanxian, after you leave, I will treat you with the Nine Realms human race... They will all become slaves of my witch clan!" To be continued.

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Chapter completed!