?The sky fire burned wildly, and in less than a minute, all the plant creatures in the mountain were burned to ashes.

The little chicken stood on Wu Liang's shoulder, shook his body, and dropped a few strands of gray.

After the flames disappeared and the temperature dropped, Wu Liang dared to turn back.

Among the ashes, the purple coffin was found.

The purple coffin is intact, but it is red and hot.

Wu Liang stood there blankly.

Could this be stewed, right?

Bang!

Suddenly, the coffin lid flew up and a wave of heat emerged from the coffin.

A fat and black man stood up from the coffin.

Wu Liang slapped with a big palm print: "Where did the monster come from?"

Bang!

The fat man was photographed flying out and fell into the ashes, looking even darker.

"Ahem... Taoist priest, it's me."

"kindness?"

After hearing the familiar voice, Wu Liang rushed over and was afraid that the fat black man would be helped up from the ashes. He asked in disbelief: "Jiang Yu? Why are you like this?"

Jiang Yu was so frustrated!

Although the purple coffin did block the flames, it could not stop the transmission of high temperatures. He was almost burned to death in the coffin.

The intense high temperature made him swell up.

I was struck by lightning just now, and then my whole body swelled up again.

He became the black and fat person now.

But then again, the purple coffin did play a role, and it did not let him be burned to ashes from the flames.

Wu Liang's eyes were filled with sympathy and he patted his shoulder: "Come on, you will be safe if you survive the storm."

Jiang Yu's tears were all over.

"Damn it's unreasonable! There are so many cultivators in the world who are spiritual and soul realm, why are they the only ones who are all here?"

Wu Liang thought, "If I guess correctly, it should be related to your supreme soul. Since ancient times, special geniuses like you have experienced tribulation in advance."

Jiang Yu: "..."

Wu Liang: "But passing through the tribulation may also be an opportunity for you. Every time you experience the baptism of three disasters, your body will undergo a transformation. Maybe when your soul is perfect, your body will be extraordinary."

Jiang Yu: "…Master, I'm afraid I can't stand it."

The first three disasters almost cost him his life, and the disasters in the future became more and more terrifying.

Wu Liang spread his hands: "If you can't hold it, you will die, so if you can hold it, you will have to bear it, and if you can't hold it, you will have to bear it!"

This is a reality that cannot be changed.

Jiang Yu felt very uncomfortable inside.

The promised pride of heaven is favored by God, why did the grandmother suddenly become a grandmother who doesn’t love her uncle or love her?

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Liang took a few steps back.

Jiang Yu asked: "What's wrong with you, Taoist priest?"

Wu Liang: "I guess your storm is coming soon, I have to stay away from you."

The little chicken on his shoulder nodded constantly, as if he agreed with Wu Liang's words.

Jiang Yu: "Master, what about the promised sharing weal and woe?"

Wu Liang: "There is no way, I can't help with the matter of heavenly disaster, so I say goodbye!"

After saying that, Wu Liang quickly retreated.

Jiang Yu sat on the coffin board and couldn't help but sigh.

Huhu...

Gradually, gusts of wind and gusts of wind and sand and ashes were everywhere.

A terrible hurricane formed in the sky, as if it could tear everything apart.

The hurricane moved quickly towards Jiang Yu, and no grass grew wherever he passed, and even the huge rocks in tens of thousands of pounds were torn into powder.

Jiang Yu's heart was beating violently!

His three disasters followed one after another, and he would not give him a chance to rest at all!

He is covered in wounds at the moment, which is really irresistible.

Fortunately, the purple coffin was not damaged at all.

He carried the coffin board, immediately lay in the coffin, and then covered the coffin lid.

Anyway, I can't stand it anymore, so I can only hang it on my lie flat.

When the wind disaster comes, the strong wind swept the dust all over the sky.

The hurricane contained terrifying power, and the purple coffin was instantly rolled up to the sky.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The purple coffin collided violently with the strong wind in the air, and the power that could almost tear everything was daunting.

Wu Liang looked at him from a distance, but there was no way.

Jijijijijiji!

The little chicken stood on his shoulder and fluttered, as if very anxious.

The first storm did not last long. After about three minutes, the strong wind dissipated, and the purple coffin fell from the sky with a bang, smashing a big pit.

Wu Liang rushed over immediately.

The purple coffin was inserted vertically on the ground, and there was no movement inside.

Wu Liang pondered: "After all the fires, you won't be able to withstand the storm."

He pulled out the purple coffin and placed it flat on the ground, and then carefully pushed open the lid of the coffin.

Jiang Yu lay inside, his limbs twisted and motionless.

Wu Liang patted him: "If you don't die, come out."

Jiang Yu didn't respond.

Wu Liang turned his body over and suddenly found that two streams of blood flowed out of Jiang Yu's ears and his eyes were empty and unconscious.

But breathing is still there.

He is not dead.

But at this moment my mind was spinning.

The rapid flip of the purple coffin in the air and the shock and vibration caused by the impact almost made him turn his hair straight.

The little chicken jumped into the coffin and jumped around Jiang Yu, making a chirping sound, as if trying to wake him up.

It took a long time before Jiang Yu came to his senses.

hiss!

He took a breath.

The fresh air entered his lungs, which restored his brain to normal.

He sat up from the coffin, looked left and right.

Wu Liang said: "Stop looking, the three disasters have passed, you are temporarily safe."

Jiang Yu murmured: "For the time being..."

He began to overcome the tribulation from the first level of the soul realm. If nothing unexpected happens, every improvement of his entire soul realm stage will usher in the baptism of three disasters.

After a moment of stunned silence, Jiang Yu covered his face and complained: "Master, it's so difficult for me!"

Jijijijijiji!

The little chicken jumped around his shoulders, as if comforting him.

Wu Liang said: "It is a blessing, not a disaster, it is a disaster, and you cannot escape it. From today on, you must be careful in your practice. When you are not sure that you can fight against the three disasters, don't break the situation again."

Jiang Yu helped Wu Liangcai walk out of the coffin with difficulty.

"Master, help me carry the coffin."

At this time, he had no strength to put the coffin into the bone can.
To be continued...