Eternal Tranquility

The storm that lasted for several days and nights finally showed signs of stopping. The dark clouds slowly dispersed a little, revealing a waning moon like a hook, which spread its dim moonlight onto the sea, but reflected a tragic scene.

The sea beasts that were so menacing not long ago are now escaping like a collapsed embankment. Behind them are a large group of fluorescent green light spots, like tulle dancing in the wind. Wherever they float, the sea beasts are there. It turned into a shriveled corpse amid miserable howls.

Looking around, corpses like this were everywhere, like empty leather bags with only a layer of skin left, being thrown up and down in the turbulent waves. The scene was horrific.

However, the female cultivator who was not dealing with Can Ling didn't even look outside, her eyes fell on the white tower on the island full of doubts.

"Senior Yi... why did you leave your spirit insects here and rush back to the tower?"

She remembered that not long ago, Mr. Yi, who had been leisurely watching the spiritual insects eating, suddenly turned dark and disappeared from the beach in the blink of an eye, rushing towards the White Tower.

"Is something going on?"

Just as she was hesitating whether to follow him or not, something suddenly struck her heart and she suddenly looked up at the sky.

The dark clouds that had gradually dispersed gathered again at some point, and the paused thunder also sounded again, rumbling above the clouds, but it never gained momentum.

A heart-stopping power of heaven and earth suddenly descended. There were looming fine lines centered on the towering white stone tower, spreading outward like a wide net. It didn't take long before the entire heaven and earth seemed to be caught in it. Originally, The black water seemed to have a hint of blood-yellow color.

The female cultivator's complexion changed drastically, and she shouted loudly as she ran out: "Quick! Open the formation quickly, everyone will leave the island immediately!"

Everyone else was stunned by this sudden situation, but everyone present had been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years. When they heard this, they quickly reacted and made a huge noise!

"Who is going to live on the island? Do you want to kill everyone?"

"You guys are still talking nonsense, why don't you run away!"

"It's too scary, it's too scary, I can't run..."

Those monks below the empty level all struggled with the sudden power of heaven and earth. Some could not even lift their feet. The extreme fear and panic made many people unable to even take a step.

The entire island became a mess in an instant, and everyone just wanted to have two more legs to escape from the sea.

And the great fusion cultivator obviously thought the same thing. He was shocked and angry in his heart, and shouted: "You are going through the tribulation at this time, do you want to die? Don't you know that if you involve others in the tribulation, you will be Will it greatly increase its power? And since my cultivation level is higher than yours, your Heavenly Tribulation will also be drastically increased to the level of the combined realm!"

Liu Qinghuan showed a wry smile. How did he know that just by opening the Tao realm, he would suddenly trigger a catastrophe. However, he had no time to pay attention to Elder Yi at the moment, but was closely watching every move of the turtle dove floating in the River Styx.

"Boy, are you deaf..."

Elder Yi looked stern, but before he finished speaking, he finally discovered Yujiu's dead soul. He took a sharp breath of cold air, stepped back a few steps, and said in a voiceless voice: "Baojiu Demon, Demon Lord!"

The dead soul turned his head slightly, glanced at Mr. Yi coldly, and continued to look at Liu Qinghuan unmoved.

"No, that's not right!" Mr. Yi noticed something strange. His eyes flickered and he glanced back and forth several times in fear. Soon he was so angry that his beard stood up and he grabbed Liu Qinghuan!

"You disgusting human cultivator, how dare you play tricks on me with a dead soul!"

The repeated shock and anger made Mr. Yi want to slap Liu Qinghuan to death immediately. However, Liu Qinghuan only used one sentence to make him stop in shock.

"He is your Demon Lord, you are right."

"Impossible!" Mr. Yi turned to look at Yujiu again and retorted: "This is obviously a dead soul. How could the Demon Lord appear in your crude Tao realm! Why don't you still say that you killed him? Right? It’s a big scandal in the world, a Yang Realm monk killed a Mahayana monk, hahahaha!”

Liu Qinghuan was too lazy to argue anymore. He had a strange expression on his face, glanced at the dead souls, and murmured: "What are they waiting for..."

At first, he thought that most of the dead souls who died in his hands in the past appeared for the purpose of revenge. After seeing him, they would rush over and tear him into pieces. So with the help of Yujiu and the yellow throat of Youguan Realm, There are two of them that he can't resist now no matter what.

However, they did not move, they just stared at him coldly, as if waiting for the moment when the horn sounded.

And everyone's disaster is different.

From the moment you set foot on the path of cultivation, in addition to the initial refining of Qi, the following steps of refining Qi to transform into God, refining God to return to the void, until refining the void and joining the Dao, each major step will be accompanied by a completely reborn heaven. Tribulation.

Everyone is following their own path, and the tribulations they have to go through are different because of the different paths. Therefore, Liu Qinghuan cannot learn from the experience of his predecessors, and he does not know what kind of catastrophe he will face. He only knows that it will definitely be different from what he has cultivated. Tao related.

"Life and death, reincarnation, cause and effect, trapped fruit..." He murmured: "So is my calamity related to the power of cause and effect?"

At this time, the trapped fruit stele that he had collected in the sea of ​​consciousness shook slightly, and lines of text appeared and disappeared quickly on the stele, so fast that it was almost invisible.

Liu Qinghuan deliberately took it out to take a look, but Elder Yi who stared at him sharply next to him made him hesitate.

"What you cultivated is actually the Great Cause and Effect Technique?!"

The other party was full of surprise and couldn't believe it: "Do you know why the path of trapped fruit is ranked second among the three thousand avenues? The young monk has a big heart and thinks that the higher he is, the more powerful he is, but he never considers the consequences of cultivating this path. difficult!"

Mr. Yi shook his head. After the initial anger, he had calmed down a lot. What's more, the increasingly terrifying pressure above his head made him nervous. He spoke very quickly: "But what Tao you practice has nothing to do with me. , if you don’t want to die, quickly open your realm and let me go!”

Of course Liu Qinghuan understood this, but he smiled bitterly and said, "I want to open it too, but it seems I can't open it now."

"How..." Mr. Yi shut his mouth suddenly, his old face was as green and red as a dye house, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, okay! Then I have to kill you before the disaster comes!"

As he spoke, a long sword appeared in his hand. The crystal-clear sword blade looked like an ice thorn that had just been broken off from the eaves. There was a red blood flame like lava flowing in it. As soon as it appeared, there was a fierce and thick blood evil. The intention spreads in all directions.

Liu Qinghuan's heart was filled with fear. With a flick of the Qianqiu Samsara Pen in his hand, the sea of ​​​​underworld rolled in anger, huge waves surged into the sky, and strange black and white colors separated the heaven and earth, like yin and yang, life and death, and the misty chaos submerged his figure. .

"It's useless!" Mr. Yi yelled angrily, swung his sword, and separated the yin and yang like opening the sky, allowing life and death to return to their original positions, but the remaining blood was astonishing and surged like a tide.

"I've told you that your application of the laws of heaven and earth is still too superficial. Showing off at this time is simply ridiculous!"

Liu Qinghuan fell out of the void in embarrassment, and the injuries he suffered before were aggravated. Before falling into the river, an old black wooden boat suddenly floated up and caught him. The pointed bow turned and got back into the river again. Into the stormy sea.

However, Yi Lao tore through his defense time and time again. If he hadn't been in the Tao realm, he would have died countless times.

Liu Qinghuan was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. Seeing the terrible disaster approaching, he was still struggling to escape. It was raining all night, and he didn't know how long he could survive.

After the first tribulation thunder had been brewing for a long time, it finally showed its ferocious color. The sky seemed to suddenly split in half, and the thunder rolled in the cracks and crashed down!