The ethereal sound resounded throughout the world, and everyone looked around in surprise, but could not find the source of the sound at all. It was like rootless water and sourceless sound, emerging from the sky and the earth out of thin air.
Only the delicate green lotus is as beautiful as a demon, and the one who is released is covered with green light.
"This is a ball of green lotus sword intention that I condensed. If you realize it, this is the way to survive; if you can't..."
The voice was misty, quietly gone away, and disappeared between heaven and earth. The next words were not said, but everyone knew that if it couldn't be done, then everything would naturally come to an end, and dust would return to dust, and dust would return to dust.
"who!"
The emperor of Xiling Kingdom said in shock.
He can be the emperor of the Xiling Kingdom, and he is also a monk in the realm of great masters. But he can't find who is talking.
Not to mention him, the quasi-sage ancestor beside him could not find the source of the sound at all.
"The only person with such ability in War Spear City is the mysterious palace master of Thousand Treasures Palace."
The emperor's uncle sighed softly, looking at the green lotus in the sky, with an indescribable sense of beauty in his heart, as if the most beautiful thing in the world was nothing more than this. In his eyes, the green lotus was no longer a lotus.
Rather, it is the cohesion of the holy way, the incarnation of the law, and the manifestation of the great road of heaven and earth.
The most beautiful thing in the world is the illusory laws of heaven and earth.
Everyone was fascinated when looking at the peerless green lotus, which seemed to be more attractive than the most beautiful woman in the world.
Hua Yiran's body trembled slightly and his eyes were full of excitement. He naturally knew that his master's preaching was a hundred times more precious than becoming a saint.
He immediately sat cross-legged and let the delicate green lotus wrap around him. All his mind sank into the green lotus, as if all the holy tribulations in the nine heavens had been forgotten in his mind.
The blue light flashes in the sky, thunder is raging, thunderclouds are rolling in the sky, and a terrible crisis is still brewing.
Time seemed to slow down extremely slowly at this moment, and everyone stood silently, waiting patiently.
The mysterious master of Qianbao Palace preached, can the old man survive the holy calamity through this?
Everyone is full of doubts.
However, the emperor of Xiling Kingdom and the emperor's uncle didn't really believe that how much could be learned by preaching on the spot and cramming into the situation.
Not to mention that the Lord of Thousand Treasures Palace was just preaching, even if he personally intervened, he might not be able to help the old man survive the holy calamity.
After all, you can only overcome the Holy Tribulation by yourself, any external force is useless.
As time goes by, the pressure on the Nine Heavens becomes more and more terrifying, and an aura of oppression and destruction envelopes the entire world.
A quarter of an hour later.
Boom!
The sixth thunder calamity that had been brewing for a long time finally came out slowly. A ball of white lightning spit out from the sea of thunder, like a silver-white sun, shining on the earth and illuminating the whole world.
Sitting cross-legged, Hua Yiran slowly opened his eyes, with green light flashing in his eyes. He looked up at the bright thunder falling in the sky, raised his head and roared three times, strode into the nine heavens, his steps were firm and determined, no matter how difficult the road was.
He also has to go to the end step by step.
The heaven and earth shook, all living beings trembled, everything was silent, and endless thunder enveloped the entire War Spear City.
"Miss, can the old man from Qianbao Palace survive the holy calamity?"
From Jiuxiao Tower, Cheng Guang looked at the shocking scene on Qianbao Mountain and said in awe.
Gu Yun did not answer, but stared closely at Qinglian wrapped around Hua Yiran, with an indescribable shock in her eyes.
Turn fiction into reality!
There is actually someone in Qianbao Palace who can turn the imaginary law into reality and manifest it into the world. Who is it?
Gu Yunjiao's body trembled slightly, and her soul trembled.
The natives of the Southern Barbarian Continent have no idea what it means to turn the law from fiction into reality!
She even doubted that the Divine Jade Goddess from thousands of years ago was really not dead. She must be in the Thousand Treasures Palace!
Moonlight Pavilion!
A peerless figure stood in front of the window, also looking at Qianbao Mountain, with a slight surprise in his beautiful eyes: "You can actually turn the law into reality. You are not at the level of heaven, how can you do it? It seems that I used to
But I still underestimate you!"
"Master, what does it mean to turn the imaginary into reality by law?"
Gu Qingyan stood respectfully behind the woman, with some confusion in her eyes. She had never seen surprise in her master's eyes before, and this was the first time.
"Maybe you will know later." The peerless figure said calmly.
…
There was so much thunder in the sky that everyone could no longer see Hua Yiran's figure. There was only endless thunder in front of them, like a sea of thunder pressing above their heads.
After a quarter of an hour, the lightning slowly dissipated.
Everyone was looking for Hua Yiran's figure in the sky, looking forward to the final result.
However, it was not found.
"Did you still fail to overcome the tribulation in the end?"
Yu Yinghai's expression was gloomy. He failed to overcome the catastrophe and turned into ashes, disappearing between heaven and earth.
"Most likely, the Sixty-One Holy Tribulation is a supreme holy calamity. How can a great saint be able to survive it." The Emperor Taishu shook his head and said.
The emperor of Xiling Kingdom nodded slightly and agreed with this. Although it was a pity that a saint failed to overcome the tribulation, it was a loss to the Xiling Kingdom. But for the royal family, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages, and it was conducive to the domestic balance and the development of the royal family.
"Grandpa Taizu, look over there. The grandpa from Qianbao Palace is not dead."
Lu Xinyan pointed excitedly at the top of Medicine God Peak, her eyes full of excitement.
After hearing the words, everyone looked over there and saw a green lotus blooming silently on the cliff at the top of Medicine God Peak, and an old man sitting cross-legged was wrapped in the green lotus.
The old man was none other than Hua Yiran.
Above the nine heavens, streaks of dense colorful divine light fell down, shrouding Hua Yiran's body like a god wearing colorful sacred clouds.
"Not dead?"
"He lives!"
"The clouds falling from the sky are a sign of success in overcoming the tribulation."
"A saint is born!"
…
Everyone was shocked. They survived such a terrible holy tribulation and survived.
Since he is not dead, doesn't it mean that he has passed through the holy tribulation and become a peerless saint?
A generation of saints has arrived!
Hua Yiran slowly opened his eyes, looked at Lu Xinyan, smiled kindly, and stretched out his finger toward the void.
A hazy colorful divine light fell from the sky, fell on Lu Xinyan's body, and enveloped her.
Lu Xinyan was startled, her pretty face turned pale with fright, and she subconsciously hid back.
The old man in white robe next to her was trembling. He pulled Lu Xinyan's arm with great excitement and said, "Quick, kneel down quickly. Thank you Lord Saint for your gift. What a blessing of destiny! Kneel down and kowtow."
Lu Xinyan looked confused and didn't know what was going on. But her great-grandfather was so anxious that she didn't dare to neglect him. She was so frightened that she quickly knelt down and kowtowed to the saint: "Thank you, great grandfather, for your gift."
She had no idea what kind of gift she had received.
But almost everyone in the square looked at her, especially the quasi-sages and great lords, who all had stunned expressions and extremely envious eyes.
What a blessing of destiny!
The white-robed old man and leader of the Dragon Tooth Sect, Lu Jiangkun, was already trembling with excitement.