As long as he thinks of the tragic situation of those who failed to overcome the tribulation in the past, even Zhentian will rarely break out in white hair.
The way he looked at Wan Ying suddenly became a little strange, with regret and reluctance, as well as a hint of envy and jealousy...
Well, no matter whether Wan Ying was voluntary or not, and no matter what miserable end he would have in the future, he could be regarded as having a glimpse of the next realm. Even if he just wandered by the door, he was worthy of Zhentian's envy!
But if he wanted to experience it himself, Zhentian would definitely not go!
Sure enough, just a moment later, Wanying Ancestor, who originally had a happy and satisfied look on his face, gradually developed a look of fear and uneasiness, and the expression on his face was like a constantly changing kaleidoscope, extremely exciting!
As the saying goes, when disaster strikes, the only way to save yourself is to save yourself!
There is no abnormality in the Sanxian crossing the tribulation, and he will not be looked down upon by outsiders. At this time, even the old man with bad luck cannot see the specific condition of Wan Ying's body, and there is no way to help him.
Of course, everyone in the world together can’t help it!
Wan Ying suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the two of them pleadingly, but immediately he seemed to want to understand, and his pleading expression quickly turned into regret.
Until all the energy in his body was soaring into the sky like a stormy wave, even the heaven and earth, which were slowly closing, were once again forced apart by the vast energy.
The many expressions in Wan Ying's eyes finally faded away little by little, replaced by a sense of calmness, and when they looked at the two people with bad luck, their eyes became extremely peaceful.
"Hey, you just took the first step!"
It was only then that Ni Luck finally looked over. Seeing Wan Ying's expression, he subconsciously sighed and comforted her.
Wan Ying didn't answer, he just raised his head and glanced at the vast sky above. He didn't know what he saw, but his eyes were suddenly full of emotion.
The three treasure lotuses of energy and spirit seemed to have reached their limit at this moment, and suddenly turned into three-color streams of light and shot toward his body.
If the spiritual treasure lotus can be combined with the physical treasure raft again, it means that Wan Ying has experienced misfortune and has officially entered the second level of disaster!
Although the process of overcoming the tribulation will definitely be extremely difficult, there is still some hope. If any of the lotuses cannot be fused, it means that Wan Ying is not qualified to push the door open at all, and the consequences can be imagined!
Even though he knew there was little hope, at this moment even the old man with bad luck was staring at Wan Ying's every move.
In any case, for every cultivator, this kind of scene of breaking through the dangers of the great road is worth observing and understanding!
Two humming sounds rang out, just like two boulders dropped into the lake of unlucky people's hearts. They instantly shocked their minds, but no vision came again.
The unlucky old man was the first to react. After being stunned for a moment, he gave a rare respectful salute to Wan Ying, who was sitting cross-legged and motionless.
"Fellow Taoist Wan Ying, have a safe journey!"
Wan Ying maintained a magnanimous smile on his face, but did not move, let alone answer. When Zhentian Patriarch saw this scene, he seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and his expression became extremely complicated.
After a long while, he slowly adjusted his clothes and bowed respectfully.
"Brother Wan Ying, please rest assured. If the Ying Department is in trouble, Zhentian will go all out!"
As if waiting for his words, a vague and sad sigh suddenly echoed throughout the entire Butian Pavilion Mountain Gate.
One by one, the lifelike figures of Ten Thousand Shadows walked out from the sitting motionless Ancestor of Thousand Shadows. As they walked, the figures gradually turned into auras and dissipated.
Every time a figure steps out, the entire body of Wanying Ancestor becomes dimmer.
Finally, unknowingly, he completely disappeared, leaving only three huge lotus lights flickering on the spot, and they all formed into a shadowy figure, nodding towards the two of them with a smile.
The two unlucky people seemed to know what was going to happen, and their bodies flashed and disappeared in unison.
The next moment, a loud rumbling sound shook the world, and boundless spiritual energy spread like a tide to every corner of the world.
All the living creatures in the Butian Pavilion Mountain Gate, including flowers, plants and trees, suddenly spontaneously expressed a joyful mood, as if the world suddenly came alive!
"After all, we are just passers-by, born in heaven and earth, and returned to heaven and earth, no matter what, no matter..."
The old figure of Unlucky appeared again, sighing with emotion on his face, and then the figure of Zhentian also appeared next to him. He was not so sentimental, and after being distracted for a moment, he asked about the things he was most concerned about.
"Senior Nitian, is that guy Qingren completely dead?"
When Old Man Nitian heard this, the expression of emotion on his face quickly faded away, and his eyes were obviously a little annoyed as he looked around at the gate of his house. After a long while, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"This junior is indeed the most outstanding genius in the Fairy Realm in the past few hundred years. To be honest, I can't confirm whether he is dead or not!"
"What, how is that possible?"
Zhentian's face was full of shock. Could Qingren really have such a method? You must know that this is within the Butian Pavilion Mountain Gate Talisman Formation. Even the unlucky old man who controls the formation cannot be sure of his life or death!
Seeing Zhentian's puzzled look, the old man with bad luck nodded affirmatively.
"Don't be doubtful. There are so many mysterious magical powers and peerless spiritual treasures in this world. Of course I cannot know everything and have omnipotence... Hey, spiritual treasures, I understand!"
Before he finished speaking, Ni Luck seemed to suddenly think of something, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
He didn't even have time to explain a few words to the confused Zhentian next to him, and his withered palms had already slapped the sky where Qingren disappeared.
"Haha, Mr. Bad Luck, you old fox is really extraordinary! It's just that it's too late to think of my Begging Alliance's escape boat now!"
Before the palm of his hand could be clapped, Qingren's weak voice had already sounded in their ears, but no matter how he pretended to be nonchalant, the feeling of weakness in his words could no longer be concealed!
Boom, a burst of dazzling silver light suddenly erupted in the sky, and an ancient spiritual boat about ten feet long appeared out of thin air, colliding hard with the rapidly expanding giant palm.
The spirit boat sank rapidly, and immediately floated in the sky as if nothing had happened. However, the giant palm immediately fell into pieces and disappeared.
As soon as the spirit boat appeared, the sharp energy cut huge cracks in the sky above like a giant blade, and strands of silver light poured into the spirit boat from the cracks like a waterfall.
The angry look in the eyes of the unlucky old man flashed away, but he immediately returned to his calm expression. He looked at the spirit boat that was trembling endlessly, as if it could break through the air and escape at any time, and suddenly let out a long sigh.
"Sure enough, it's an escape boat or a true body trip! If your family returns to the old immortal, isn't it afraid that you will be killed and this treasure will be taken away?"
"Cough, cough, haha..."
Qingren's burly figure suddenly appeared at the bow of the boat, but even though it was covered by silver light, his figure still looked a little uncertain. He laughed miserably a few times and then returned without politeness.
"You bunch of bastards, do you really think I can only use fists?
If I was not sure of saving my life and my brain was in trouble, why would I single-handedly challenge so many of you jackals... Ahem!"
Looking at his weak-spirited appearance, strong on the outside but dry on the inside, the unlucky old man seemed not to have heard his curses, but a burst of green light suddenly emerged from his muddy old eyes.
Qingren's face changed slightly as if he had thought of something, and just when he was about to do something, the unlucky old man had already sneered.
"I see, I really think there is someone inside the Butian Pavilion Mountain Gate who can fight against my master?
It turns out that you have already run out of gas, and even if you are lucky enough to survive, you may not be able to move again for hundreds of years!"
The joking look on Qingren's face slowly faded away, and he smiled bitterly in his heart. After all, he couldn't hide it!
The cultivation of this unlucky old immortal is really too terrifying. If he hadn't been protected by the Heavenly Boat Lingbao just now, he would have been dead and without life!
Even with the protection of the spirit boat at this moment, he could still sense a strong sense of crisis from this trembling old man.
But even though cold sweat broke out on his back, Qingren was still as tough as a duck and extremely tough.
"Oh, senior, you might as well try again. Even if I die suddenly when I return to the mountain gate, I am absolutely sure that before I die, I will kill all the people you sent to Shenmu Continent this time!"
This time it was Zhentian's turn to change his expression. He hesitated for a moment before looking at the main character next to him.
The old man with bad luck secretly cursed in his heart, these weird people are all idiots who have lost their minds. Is this because they are afraid that others will not know where their weaknesses are?
He subconsciously glared at Patriarch Zhentian fiercely, and Zhentian immediately reacted and sneered as if to cover up.
"This is Senior Tongtian's dojo. How can we tolerate you not obeying the rules and taking random actions?"
Qingren looked at him with disdain like he was looking at an idiot, but he didn't even bother to reply.
This extremely disdainful gesture made Zhen Tian furious, but before he could jump up, the old man with bad luck next to him had already tapped his shoulder with the withered palm.
"Don't be impatient. You can't hold your breath. How could all your years of practice and polishing be transferred to a dog?"
At this time, the old fox was really disappointed with his pig teammates, and he got angry and cursed loudly.
Zhentian's expression suddenly became extremely exciting, he was blue and white but he didn't dare to show his bad luck. Qingren, the bastard, was almost unsteady on his feet, but he held his stomach and laughed wildly as if adding fuel to the fire.
"Senior, if you have such good eyesight, I would have noticed two hundred years ago that all of these things like the Wei Clan are useless, ahem..."
But before he could finish his sentence, he couldn't help but cough again, and a faint redness oozed from the corners of his mouth.
After Niyun calmed down Zhentian, he didn't say anything anymore. He just looked at Qingren as if he was thinking about something.
Qingren laughed dryly and realized that no one was there to support him. Then he saw the indifferent and calm expression of the unlucky old man, and his expression gradually became extremely cautious.
The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became dead silent.
"Hey, Qingren, why are you still pretending to be in this miserable situation?
I admit that I did underestimate you before, but you are so arrogant that you dared to fight with me at the gate of Butian Pavilion. Haha, I wonder where you got the courage?"
After a while, the unlucky old man finally sighed and made a sound. Qingren's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to laugh out loud, but after a few squirms of his lips, it was still in vain.
Since people have already seen that their situation is not good, how can I impress the old man's character with just a few words?
"I admire you!"
Qingren looked serious and saluted the unlucky old man sincerely, but immediately pretended to be curious and asked.
"It turns out that the junior is already in doom. May I ask why the senior doesn't dare to take action again?"
The corner of the unlucky old man's eyes shrank, but he didn't answer right away. He just felt like a fool and looked at the unlucky old man with a shocked look.
Could it be that Qingren has become so powerful that even the unlucky seniors don’t dare to act rashly?
The unlucky old man sighed again in his heart, and was finally completely disappointed with these allies.
The one who was tricked to death by others, Shujia was so frightened that he ran away thousands of miles away, and now he is still hiding in a corner of the mountain gate in a self-righteous manner. The one next to him is somewhat brave, but his brain is not very good, and he is commonly known as the pig teammate!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but cast an appreciative look at Qingren again.
"You are indeed great. Yes, I also have my scruples. But if you dare to act recklessly again, I will rather suffer heavy losses than keep you completely!"
When the unlucky old man spoke, it seemed that he had returned to the scene when several people met for the first time. He was unhurried and his voice was soft.
But Qingren's face became more and more cautious. The more calm and composed the old fox was, he must have made some kind of determination in his heart.
Even though Qingren looked like a pig on the outside and had a bright heart, he still couldn't figure out what the old man was thinking.
Seeing that Qingren was silent for a long time, the old man Ni Lun was secretly relieved. He was not afraid of the weak Qingren, but of this little-known escape boat!
Only an immortal like him, who has lived for nearly a thousand years, can understand the terrifying power of this spiritual treasure if it is really destroyed with all its strength.
Otherwise, is it really possible to firmly control the entire Shattered Sky Sea realm with just the few manpower of the Begging Alliance?
Without this treasure boat that can change space at any time and escape without leaving a trace, no matter how big the Shattered Sky Sea is, Black Turtle Island and Lingyun Peak would have been turned upside down by the gathered troops from all the tribes of the Kuai Clan!
In this situation, with Qingren's unyielding temperament, if he continues to be forced, this ruffian will definitely explode his spiritual treasure without even thinking about it, and everyone will die together with the Fangshan Gate of Butian Pavilion!
Of course, if Qingren dares to come out of the escape boat at this moment, he has countless ways to make his life worse than death in an instant!
The three of them suddenly stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and they all pretended that the old god was here and they were not afraid at all, but they could still vaguely sense that the other party did not want to do anything again.
Now, to be honest, the atmosphere is a bit awkward!
After a while, the unlucky old man was still the oldest and naturally the thickest-skinned. He coughed helplessly and sighed as if nothing had happened just now.
"This is the end of the matter. Since everyone is trying to avoid the rat, we might as well stop it here!"
Having said this, he deliberately looked at Qingren, whose chest was still heaving violently, as if asking him what he meant.
Qingren was keenly aware that the old man was indeed telling the truth, and he awkwardly accepted the offer by cupping his hands.
However, bad luck immediately changed the tone.
"However, no matter what happens to our descendants in the future, if someone dares to take action randomly again, I will fight to get rid of this Fangshanmen, but I will also make him lose his soul and never enter the reincarnation forever!"
The Zhentian Patriarch next to him only hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly, and then the two of them stared at the silent Qingren.
Qingren sighed secretly in his heart. He had really tried his best until now. He hoped that those disciples would not have any resentment in the future. What happened next would depend on their own destiny!
Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked down at the place where Xu Luo disappeared. At this time, the spiritual masters were still searching for traces of Xu Luo unwillingly.