In the very center of the dense clouds of calamity, layers of black clouds were like a canopy, and purple lightning flashed like a swimming dragon. Wherever the thunderbolt was heading, the power of the sky was boundless.

In the billowing black clouds, if a god opens his eyes and looks down at the world, if there are countless evil ghosts roaring in all directions, the overwhelming power and fear will make it impossible for people with lower cultivation levels to get close.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, a few demon cultivators who had the courage to hide there had just cautiously poked their heads out. A beam of purple lightning as thick as an arm fell from the sky, exploding a pulsing power grid on the ground, flattening several hills.

.The tiny electric amplitudes jumped all the way, the earth shook, and the flying rocks even hit their heads so far away.

The women who were peeping were so frightened that they quickly retracted their necks, suppressed by such a huge force of divine punishment and unable to move.

"Home...Master, let's go back, it's really terrible." Someone's teeth were chattering and he was shivering.

"Shut up, grit your teeth and endure it. I can't bear to watch you from so far away. When the day comes, let's see how you live."

At the center of such a terrifying gathering of thunder and lightning, there was a man standing tall, holding a frost in his hand, confronting the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. The sudden brightness and darkness of the lightning between the sky and the earth illuminated that handsome and unparalleled face.

He fearlessly looked directly at the winding thunder and lightning in the sky, his eyes bright and firm, and he even dared to smile a little at the corner of his mouth.

That calm face and awe-inspiring aura were combined into a dazzling beauty.

The shivering girls hiding on the top of the mountain couldn't help but watch.

This is a world that belongs to the strong.

That figure that was strong and unyielding, standing under the thunder clouds, fighting against the will of heaven, was full of charm that impressed everyone present.

What's more, he is so beautiful and has a miserable life experience.

"Don't die, Duoqingshan." A girl couldn't help but pray softly, "I grew up watching your stories."

"Come on, stay alive, you still have to find your master and live happily with her."

"I've been holding on for so long, hold on a little longer, come on."

"Although I hate you a little, I'd better try my best, Cen Qianshan."

"Don't die, let us see the strength of the number one demon cultivator."

Countless people hiding in all directions silently make such and such voices in their hearts.

During the battle, Cen Qianshan had no idea that he, who had been alone for half his life, was being missed by so many people.

Standing in his position, he deeply understood the evil intention of Heaven towards him. The rolling thunders were endless and vowed to crush people like him who went against Heaven into dust and burn them to ashes.

Cen Qianshan sacrificed thousands of magic weapons that he had made over the past hundred years. Blood-red arrays and red-gold magic shields appeared alternately in front of him.

The god Mahakala transformed by Qianji, the armor transformed by Xiaoya, and countless powerful puppets took turns to fight to block the wrath of the thunder god.

Behind Cen Qianshan, an illusion of the void loomed. In the void, the bodies of the six heavenly demons appeared, fighting against the thunder.

However, such a difficult and dangerous battle seemed to be endless and endless. At that most difficult moment, my spiritual power was almost exhausted, my ears were buzzing, and my legs that had been standing for a long time began to tremble slightly.

He no longer knew how long he had persisted in such a high-intensity battle. At this moment, he could not hear any sound in his ears, his eyelids were so heavy that he could hardly open them, and the only thing left in the world was the flickering purple lightning.

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On the top of Xiaoyao Peak, Mu Xue, who was sitting in front of her master, suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

She turned her head and looked into the distance. It was the peak of spring on the Jiulian Peak. The grass was delicious, the willows were thick with smoke, and the climate was warm and humid. It was not the icy Fuyi City with snow floating on it.

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue? Why are you so stunned?" Master Su Xingting's voice pulled her back.

At this moment, sitting in the high hall are the headmaster Dan Yangzi, the master Su Xingting, and the master uncle Ding Huirou. They are doing their best to form the elixir.

"You kid, how dare you be distracted when the leader is here?" Ding Huirou, with a serious look on her face, scolded, "Are you afraid? At that time, your master and I will personally protect you and protect you.

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The leader twirled his beard and smiled and said: "You are really surprised that you can form an elixir at this age. Our Guiyuan Sect has never produced such a young golden elixir monk. Don't worry, there are still a few days before you can form an elixir.

, if there is anything unclear, just ask your master in detail."

Su Xingting folded his folding fan, pulled Mu Xue to his side, and said gently, "We have chosen a forbidden area for you and set up a golden tent to protect you. Although the Golden Pill Heavenly Tribulation is powerful, there is no need to be afraid."

Mu Xue is not too afraid of the catastrophe in the Golden Core stage.

Firstly, she had already gone through it once and had some experience. Secondly, over the years, she had cultivated both life and soul, observed the mind and gained the Tao, and felt that the Taoist heart was stable, with no obvious shortcomings.

But the trip to Futong City brought back memories of his past and present lives. He remembered that he had not been back to his hometown to visit his parents and brothers for a long time, so he told the leader and master that he wanted to go back to his hometown before forming the elixir.

It didn't take long for her to drive Ying Tianyun back and forth. Su Xingting nodded and let her go.

Mu Xue said goodbye to her master happily. As soon as she went out, Ding Huirou, who had looked rigid and serious just now, bit her handkerchief and said,

"This child even understands this rule. She must be very scared."

Mu Xue didn't know that he had accidentally followed an unwritten custom in the fairy world. Forming pills, becoming a baby, and experiencing heavenly catastrophes. Regardless of whether there is the protection of the elders of the master, it is a very dangerous thing.

If you are not careful, your body will be damaged and your Tao will disappear.

Therefore, before most monks go through a tribulation, they will go out of their way to meet with their family and friends and leave a few words in case they never see each other again.

Mu Xue was young and knew that going to see her family before going through the tribulation would inevitably make Ding Huirou extremely distressed. "She is only a teenager and has just grown up. What on earth has she experienced in the demon world? How come she has reached the critical point when she comes back?"

It’s over.”

Su Xingting sighed, "Me too, I'd rather she be slower and more prudent. But this child's talent has been high since she was a child, and her opportunities are excellent. It can only be said to be her fate."

The lonely moon hangs high, beneath the Jiulian Mountains, there are thousands of miles of plains.

A cloud reflected in the sky flew away under the moon, descended from the fairy mountain and entered the mortal world. The red clothes on the cloud were fierce.

Mu Xue, who was sitting in the clouds reflecting the sky and flying towards her hometown, always felt very uneasy.

What's going on? She stopped and held her chest. She was very happy to go home, so why did she feel so uneasy?

Could it be that something happened to Xiao Shan?

Mu Xue looked up at the sky. In the clear sky, there was only a lone moon and numerous stars.

What is Xiaoshan doing at the moment? Can he see such stars and moon from his place?

Under the thunder clouds, Cen Qianshan has almost exhausted his spiritual power. Qianji and Xiaoya can no longer repair themselves at the same speed. The magic weapons are also almost exhausted.

At this time, even he felt a little shaken in his heart.

Shouldn't I have kept that colorful door in the first place?

If you die here, there will be no way to return this vital magic weapon to the master.

No. There is no if.

I promised her that I would become stronger.

He stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood on his face. He cut his wrist and found the blood-filled talisman.

Never die at a moment like this. Never lose here.

After a hundred years of waiting, it was so difficult to meet her again, and it was so difficult to get her favor.

There are so many wonderful things I want to do with her.

Yes, I am greedy.

Coveting for her delicate kisses, coveting her soft and warm body, coveting all the happiness she brought with me.

Climbing out of the abyss, I tasted such sweetness and beauty. I refused to let go, and could not let go.

No matter what it is, it can't shake his stubborn heart that has persisted for hundreds of years.

The thunder finally faded away, the dark clouds rolled away, and the skylight fell from the clouds, shining on the almost flattened land and on the shoulders that had not collapsed after thousands of thunder disasters.

The man was covered in blood, bathed in the skylight, looking up at the starry sky above his head,

It was as if stars were falling from the sky, like falling snow. Countless stars were floating down from the sky, and they all converged on the figure standing on the earth.

That person was radiant and dazzling.

That man was reborn after a calamity and was completely transformed.

Three flowers gather at the top, and all the shade is stripped away.

Pure yang without leakage, the holy fetus is first formed.

"It's true... we've given birth to a baby." On the top of a mountain in the distance, someone slowly stood up and praised softly.

In some places, there was even sparse applause.

"What should I do? Why am I so moved and want to applaud him?"

"Yes, I want to applaud him too."

"Yes, he is great! After so many years, I finally saw someone successfully overcome the tribulation. Even if we are demon cultivators, we finally see that glimmer of hope."
Chapter completed!