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"Chen Changsheng will definitely survive!"

Chen Banxian was sure, but when he saw this powerful catastrophe, he really didn't know how Chen Changsheng would survive this catastrophe of enlightenment.

Each level of the Eighty-nine Heavenly Tribulation was stronger than the last level. "Chen Changsheng was exhausted in the first level. What about the next ones?"

While worried, the second weight fell!

I saw the thunder in the sky turning from white to blue, and the blue thunder suddenly fell.

Chen Changsheng was really shocked by Lei Ji. His whole body was stiff, and his body was inserted straight into the glazed mountain at his feet.

With just one thunderstorm, the Dengtian Mountains had already crystallized.

The second thunder catastrophe was just the first one, and Chen Changsheng had already been injured.

He wanted to take a breath, but the second thunderstorm struck directly into the ground.

God didn't give Chen Changsheng a chance to breathe. As soon as he climbed out, he was chopped down in a miserable state.

Chen Banxian had to suspect that he might have made a mistake.

Then he quickly retreated thousands of miles, with a worried look on his face.

Are all the tribulations so embarrassing? Will he be so miserable when he goes through the tribulation in the future?

If word of this spreads, where will the reputation go?

He had various thoughts and at the same time observed his surroundings.

Most of the people who are still here are masters from various major sects, gathered in groups, and there are few monks who are alone.

Such as Thirty-Two, Venerable Xiejiu, Sanxiu Hutuo, etc., are all major practitioners who have arrived before.

But there was one person who puzzled him. He seemed to have never seen this person before.

I saw that he looked ordinary, but was incompatible with his surroundings. He seemed to exist in an independent space.

Wearing a leather windbreaker, there are two leather ribbons hanging down from the left shoulder fluttering in the wind.

Every time Chen Changsheng was struck by lightning, the shock wave would make the ribbon flutter. Not to mention, his coquettish demeanor was particularly eye-catching.

Chen Banxian was able to notice him because he had been looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

This is very strange. Did he kill someone when he killed those Dharma ministers before?

But that's not right, the man looked at him with more inquiry.

As if to see through him.

"Chen Changsheng is destined to fail."

The monks around the man were discussing in whispers how to take the sect out of this world.

Through their message transmission, the sect was already taking action and there was no need to return for the time being.

"Not always."

The monk in the leather trench coat spoke up. He stared at Chen Changsheng who was under the thunder tribulation:

"Heavenly Tribulation is both a test and an opportunity. If a monk wants to maximize the benefits of a Heavenly Tribulation, he or she will usually choose to bear the weakest first few levels with the physical body, and then choose to use his own way when he can't bear it anymore."

As for Chen Changsheng, he was currently using his body to resist the first and second levels of lightning tribulation.

"You have such a big heart."

Chen Banxian's level was not high enough to tell, but this person put it straight.

His senses for this person were a little better.

But he still didn't like this person very much.

"How did you figure it out?" Xiejiu frowned. Under the thunder tribulation, his spiritual thoughts did not dare to spy. They did not believe that this random passerby knew what Chen Changsheng was doing.

The man smiled faintly, not caring about Xiejiu's rudeness, and introduced himself: "I am not talented, and my immortal name is clumsy."

Fairy number? above?

Xiejiu didn't react at first, but he soon understood.

With a gentle sweep of Fa Zhuo, Xiejiu's whole body was shaken, and all his cultivation and Tao charm were completely eliminated.

His realm rapidly regressed, from overcoming tribulations, to joining the Dao, then to entering the void, Dharma phase, and refining the gods, and finally turned into a completely ordinary person, screaming and falling from the sky.

Soon, with a trivial "crack" sound, the evil wine fell into pieces of meat all over the floor.

A great cultivator who had transcended tribulations, Venerable Evil Wine, died like this?

People don't want to believe it, but they have to believe it.

Because the facts are before our eyes.

This Fa Zhuo is an immortal!

Moreover, he killed Lord Xiejiu who had no backing as soon as he came. This immortal was not a good immortal.

Chen Banxian's premonition became more and more ominous. Didn't it mean that Grandmaster Yuan Zong had stopped all the immortals? How did this immortal named Fa Zhuo come down?

He just tore apart space and wanted to return to Earth.

He couldn't stay any longer, the situation had gone beyond his expectation, and he smelled a conspiracy.

The next second, as expected, Fa Zhuo appeared in front of him without knowing when.

No, it's not Fa Zhuo, it's him. The whole world where he is is turned upside down. Except for Chen Changsheng's place of heavenly calamity, everything else is changing.

Fa Zhuo is the center of heaven and earth, and heaven and earth move with him.

Is this an immortal?

Chen Banxian couldn't understand this kind of power. He waited quietly for his next words, holding the jar harder and harder.

What are you trying to do by stopping him?

"Why don't you kneel down when you see an immortal?"

Fa Zhuo was obviously looking at him levelly, but in reality he was above him, in the upper realm.

Immortals are unpredictable.

Chen Banxian suddenly felt panic in his heart, and he swore that this was not his emotion at all.

"What are you going to do?" He was always so direct, and he didn't understand why he fell into the opponent's eyes.

With a calm mind and a state of mind, he prevented himself from being swayed by his emotions and tried to keep himself neither humble nor arrogant.

"cute."

Fa Zhuo smiled softly: "After Chen Changsheng has overcome the tribulation, come back to the upper realm with me."

His tone was calm and frivolous, with a slightly scrutinizing look.

"Sorry, thank you Immortal for your love." Of course Chen Banxian disagreed, he was secretly holding back.

But this little move was quickly discovered by Fa Zhu, who didn't take it seriously: "It's interesting, you, a mortal, are trying to attack me. Do you know that I am an immortal?"

He shook his head with great freshness, "Should I say that you are brave, or that you are... ungrateful?"

The immortal was slightly angry, the sky and the earth changed color, there were violent storms everywhere, the earth trembled, and Chen Banxian felt the unparalleled immortal power in the center.

It's like the huge statues you saw when you went to temples to worship gods when you were a kid.

The immortal raised his eyes slightly.

At this moment, Chen Banxian's expression changed drastically and his eyes widened, but then he hugged the jar tightly and took out dozens of top-quality spiritual stones from his arms.

The rolling spiritual energy turns into nutrients for the foundation of immortal energy, and a wisp of pale white immortal energy adheres to it, activating the power of the emperor jar in the next second.

The sky-swallowing magic jar exploded with imperial power and revived its power, and it immediately echoed with the lid in Chen Changsheng's hand where he was crossing the tribulation.

The immortal's eyes hurt, and he quickly closed his eyes, and a wisp of blood fell down.

The immortal is injured?

At this moment, people were shocked.

Fa Zhuo also had an accident. He was injured at that moment and couldn't help but look at the Emperor Jar.

"Good stuff."

Unexpectedly, there was such a harvest, so he directly reached out to get it.

But suddenly there was a terrifying thunderbolt, which made the immortal stop.

It wasn't that he was afraid of thunder, but that he was afraid of being discovered by Heavenly Tribulation.

Chen Changsheng looked back amid the thunder: "Stop!"

But soon a thunderstorm fell and he suffered heavy injuries.

"Mind your own business."

The immortal stretched out his hand again, but this time Chen Banxian couldn't avoid it.

"Don't be afraid." Fa Zhuo comforted him softly: "Let me take a look."