January time passes slowly.

One morning, Nangong Jinse's head was filled with glowing light. She opened her eyes and frowned after feeling her state.

"It is true that the realm of return to unity is not so easy to achieve. Even with the help of the energy of a piece of magic medicine, it is still far from enough. Do we really have to take that step?"

Nangong Jinse stood up, her expression not very good. Obviously, this retreat did not achieve the expected results.

She rolled up the sleeves of her right arm. On her fair arm, there was a pattern of an ancient tree, and next to the pattern, there were ferocious green roots, entwined in Nangong Jinse's body.

On the arm, it was really terrifying.

But Nangong Jinse couldn't feel the slightest pain. She reached out and gently touched the ancient tree pattern for a while.

Suddenly, the ancient tree pattern seemed to come alive, and the green roots entwined next to it were like the roots of the ancient tree, constantly taking root into Nangong Jinse's body.

Nangong Jinse suddenly trembled, and her jade hands slowly unbuttoned her green skirt. Immediately, a white jade-like body was nakedly exposed in this space.

However, although this body is white, it is not perfect. It is not even beautiful, and can only be described as terrifying.

Even the skin, except for the breasts, was entangled with terrifying green roots. At this time, those green roots kept shrinking, as if they were extracting something, and it looked a little congested.

Nangong Jinse's face turned pale during this process, and he broke out in cold sweat. After a while, he seemed to have lost all his strength, and he was gasping for air.

The three thousand green silk draped on her shoulders suddenly turned snow-white. Nangong Jinse was already used to this. She picked up the green silk with her jade hands. After a while, the long snow-white hair turned black again.

She lowered her head and glanced at her body, then stretched out her jade hand and placed it a little above her breasts. Suddenly, she looked crazy, and her jade hand was also in the shape of a claw, as if she wanted to grab all the green roots, but her nails

As soon as it penetrated the flesh and blood, a heartbreaking pain hit her, forcing her to give up.

After calming down, he picked up the green skirt on the ground and put it on his body, and left the volcano with an indifferent expression.

The moment she stepped out of the volcano, there was a rumbling sound in her ears, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the wind and clouds changed color.

Nangong Jinse was startled, then murmured: "Immortal calamity!"

The immortal calamity is also called the metaphysical calamity.

After passing this calamity, the body becomes immortal and can prove eternal life.

Nangong Jinse, as someone who has been through this, naturally understands.

After some induction, she discovered that the person who had overcome the tribulation was actually Chen Mo.

"He's going to become a Taoist and a mysterious person?!"

As soon as Nangong Jinse finished speaking, the sound of thunder suddenly sounded in the air, and the vast power of heaven came from the sky and came from all directions.

This level of power shocked everyone in the Fire Pavilion. They all came out and gathered in the square, looking at the volcano belonging to Chen Mo, with surprise on their faces, because this coercion made them all feel scared.

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"Why is the pressure of the Pavilion Master's Immortal Tribulation so strong?" A member of the Fire Pavilion who was in the early stage of Hua Xuan Realm was surprised.

"Look!"

Everyone looked up.

A strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky. A gray cloud with a diameter of thousands of feet appeared out of thin air and condensed into the blurry face of a man, staring at Chen Mo inside the volcano below.

Everyone was surprised: "Pavilion Master?!"

"Why does the shadow of the Pavilion Master appear in the Immortal Tribulation?"

Everyone was puzzled.

"Creating his own path, he followed his own path in practice. Now, he wants to prove the path by himself." Suddenly, a brilliant voice resounded in the void, it was the great sage of the demon clan, You Minghong.

The people from the Fire Pavilion immediately saluted, and the shock on their faces became even more intense.

Create your own path?

How terrifying is this?

Since the beginning of the universe, there have been hundreds of millions of races in thousands of worlds. Over the course of billions of years, so many avenues have been opened up. Up to now, everyone is almost following the avenues explored by our ancestors.

It’s not that future generations will no longer create new ones, but that almost all the paths have been explored by our ancestors. What you create may have been pioneered by our ancestors.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult to create a new avenue, even more difficult than breaking through the extreme realm of gods and demons.

Because in front of you are countless ancestors.

Even Ye Yiren, the strongest of the younger generation today, strictly speaking, is not on her own path, but on the same path as her previous life.

Once a new path is created, a vision will inevitably appear and a catastrophe will occur, allowing you to prove your way.

Countless horrified eyes looked at the volcano where Chen Mo was.

After a while, the gray clouds in the sky dissipated, and within a radius of thousands of miles, boundless spiritual energy surged out of the void and headed towards this direction.

Even the calamity clouds could not be seen where they came from. Almost instantly, the sky was filled with dark clouds, dense and extremely thick. Just looking at them made people feel depressed and breathless.

Then, the calamity cloud seemed to have a consciousness, locking the person who was saving the calamity below.

The largest volcano in the Fire Pavilion suddenly erupted with a stream of spiritual magma from the crater. Immediately, a beam of light shot up into the sky. A handsome young man wearing a white robe stood above the volcano, looking at the calamity cloud with a complexion on his face.

Extremely solemn.

Immediately he took a deep breath and spoke slowly, his voice like a thunderous voice: "I, Chen Mo, have demonstrated the great truth today. After the disaster, my fate is up to me and not to God, come on!"

After saying that, Chen Mo's figure floated up, and countless black fragments surged out of his body, and then turned into a three-foot long sword in his hand. His whole body soared into the sky and flew into the calamity cloud.

among.

Countless people were shocked and had complicated expressions on their eyes.

When faced with a natural disaster, people try their best to avoid it.

But he rushed directly to confront Tianjie.

"Meow." In the Demon Palace, the orange cat curled up in the arms of the Demon God meowed softly, and then a cold and complicated voice sounded: "My fate is up to me..."

...

Click!

boom!

Thunder snakes danced wildly in the sky, and the tribulation clouds began to shrink rapidly. The originally dark sky suddenly regenerated with strange phenomena. Golden lotuses rose into the sky, and below the golden lotus, there were yin and yang supporting each other. After a moment, all the tribulation clouds were

They were all dyed golden, extremely gorgeous.

Everyone was excited again, and the entire demon world was in a state of shock.

It is indeed a self-created avenue, and even the thunder tribulation is something that no one has ever seen before.

Someone tried to see through the calamity cloud and saw Chen Mo inside.

However, he discovered that there was a huge soul power in the calamity cloud, which stung his eyes and immediately stopped looking.

Below, everyone could only see a blurry figure flashing continuously from the calamity cloud, one up and down, one to the left and one to the right.

Every time it flashed, there was a lightning snake following it, not giving Chen Mo a chance to rest.

One day.

Two days.

...

Soon, a month passed, but the thunder calamity had not dissipated yet.
Chapter completed!