Wu Tianren squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the large number of ruins that kept falling, the aura was too mixed at the moment, even he couldn't be sure for a while whether the two evil beasts died under the sword, but his sword intuition, telling him that the three would survive.

"That's it."

Wu Tianren muttered softly, not that he was soft-hearted, but that the butcher knife on his head had already been sharpened.

"Boom—"

The dull hum suddenly resounded in the sky, as if thousands of heavenly soldiers were beating drums among the clouds, wanting to conquer the unsubordinate!

There was no sound between the heavens and the earth, and even the group of demons who were used to making noise on weekdays were trembling at the moment, and they didn't dare to take a breath in the atmosphere.

"Pass the order, open the defensive circle and the breath-holding circle, just in case." Nangong Jiao'er stood on the deck with a dark face, her eyes fixed on the brighter and brighter sky in the distance.

Nangong Jiao'er's patriarch, Nangong Yun, who rescued Nangong Jiao'er earlier, was also accompanying Nangong Jiao'er at this moment, and only after seeing the escort of the herald leaving, she asked quietly: "Is the eldest lady afraid that Wu Tianren's heavenly tribulation will affect the Shankong Ancestor?" ”

Nangong Jiao'er bowed slightly: "Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case." Previously, Nangong Shankong hurriedly rushed back to probably feel something, so she had to consider these unplanned situations.

Listening, Nangong Yun nodded with him, they are a hundred miles away from the Heavenly Sword Gate, not to mention, if there is really that possibility, the Shankong Ancestor himself will not choose to return to the battle boat, since he is back, it proves that the Shankong Ancestor feels that this place is safe, but there is nothing wrong with being careful, it is always good to make more preparations, and ......

There have always been few incidents of catastrophes, and although there are some records, there will be some differences each time, and I am afraid that only God can know what will happen.

Nangong Jiao'er sighed, the talents sent to find Nangong Hongfei and the demon queen had just left, and I was afraid that she would not be able to send back the news for a while, which made her feel at ease, but at the moment she could only do so much.

Wu Tianren stood in mid-air, the dragon sword in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground, his eyes seemed to be heavy, and at the same time there was a touch of excitement.

Finally, he finally came to this point, and it took so much time that he didn't even bother to remember his own age, so long that he was a little vague about his birthday. But fortunately, the immortal gate is already close to him at this moment, what is the world's first sword cultivation, the world's first sect, is just the past, only everything behind the door is his real pursuit!

Wu Tianren thought about it, the dragon sword in his hand was already showing a glimmer of light, and the cold light of the sword intent continued to pour out from above, as if telling the surging in his heart.

And there are also rolling dark clouds high in the sky. At this moment, the entire night sky has become a boiling oil pot, dark clouds are constantly churning, occasionally a few splashes of thunder, and the endless dull thunder has eliminated all the sounds in the world!

"Boom!"

Another thunderclap exploded, and the terrifying movement suddenly frightened countless spectators, only Wu Tianren did not move, but a trace of war intent appeared in his eyes.

"It's coming!"

Wu Tianren clearly felt that with the appearance of the thunder just now, the terrifying aura above the dark clouds had changed, as if the giant beast of the flood was waking up from it, and it was like a gap in the, in short...... The tide is coming!

The terrifying thunder sound of "Boom Boom Boom ......" became more and more compact, and the thunder light that appeared at first glance became more and more frequent, and at the same time, the terrifying aura gradually gathered towards the pitch-black cloud hole on Wu Tianren's head.

At the same time, I watched Wu Tianren raise his sword, and the two-color light on the Panlong Sword suddenly appeared, and the sword intent rose! And the cloud cave instantly erupted with unprecedented terrifying blazing light, and then a terrifying thunder pillar several feet thick fell from the sky!

"Boom-"

The deafening sound of thunder deprived all the living beings present of their hearing in an instant, and the fear from the soul suddenly rose!

The next moment, the incomparable sword light collided with the thunder that was like a substance, and the dazzling light instantly lit up the entire sky. Wu Tianren's hoarse low drink was covered by thunder sound as soon as he came out, but thunder sound couldn't cover his sword intent! Just look at the black and white sword light, and suddenly a cold light erupts out! It's as if you're going against the thunder!

The crowd of looters rubbed their eyes in unison, because they seemed to see that the thunder of the tribulation had been split in half!

After a while, the thunder light and sword light dispersed at the same time, and the night sky suddenly darkened a lot, but the terrifying aura did not dissipate.

"This is the power of the Heavenly Tribulation...... Negative Monument looked at the sky in the distance with a serious face, after feeling the breath of the Heavenly Tribulation, he had already taken everyone and the demons away from the Heavenly Sword Gate for the first time, but even so, the terrifying aura still made them tremble.

Tang Bai and Su Qi stood beside him, also looking towards the sky, compared to the solemnity of the negative monument, Tang Bai's face was more worried, the object of worry was naturally not the Wu Tianren who was crossing the tribulation but the negative monument, the age of the negative monument was not small, and the mountain realm of refining was not far from the peak of the qi refining cultivator, and the heavenly tribulation was naturally not a distant thing.

Su Qi has to be much calmer, the Heavenly Tribulation is not only a monk's nightmare but also a monk's dragon gate, so don't cross the catastrophe and be immortal! Whether it is him or the negative monument catastrophe, whether it is success or failure, he must fight to give up.

Unconsciously, Tang Bai actually reached out and grabbed Su Qi's sleeve, and Su Qi, who felt something, suddenly looked down, Tang Bai, who was still bloodied in the battle array like a female killing god, was a rare touch of cowardice at this moment, seeing this, Su Qi directly took off Tang Bai's hand and then wrapped it with his big hand.

Tang Bai, who came back to his senses, was suddenly a little panicked, and even glared at Su Qi angrily, while Su Qi looked into the distance as if nothing had happened, but unfortunately no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free from Su Qi's hands, and finally saw that all her peers were attracted by the heavenly tribulation in the distance at this moment, and they didn't notice their movements, so they "reluctantly" let Su Qi hold her hand.

As soon as the five tribulation thunders were connected, Wu Tianren had time to take a breath, and the five tribulation thunders failed to split on his body, but there was a dignified color on his face.

It is rumored that there are at most ninety-nine heavenly tribulations, and it is recorded that there have been only a dozen tribulations and thunderstorms, but there are also precedents of suffering more than sixty tribulations and still not being able to survive them, and finally being split into ashes alive. In short, no one has been able to understand the mystery of the Tribulation, but there are many speculations, and the most acceptable theory at present is that the number of thunderbolts will change depending on the strength of the person who crossed the Tribulation.

Needless to say, Wu Tianren's strength is needless to say, if it is really based on this, his Heavenly Tribulation will probably be extremely terrifying, maybe it can really reach more than sixty Tribulation Thunder.

And Wu Tianren himself also has such an awareness, the first five thunderstorms are not too strong, all of them are blocked by his sword qi, but each of these five thunderstorms almost requires him to use seventy percent or even eighty percent of his strength, if according to the record, the thunder will become stronger and stronger in the future, and the thunder after sixty will probably make him unimaginable.

"Huh......" Wu Tianren exhaled a breath of turbidity, then moved his wrist, looking at the terrifying aura condensed again above his head, he couldn't help but tense his mind.

After a moment, the dazzling light suddenly fell, like a pillar of heaven falling! Seeing this scene, Wu Tianren held his breath and lifted his breath, and then swung his sword and slashed out!

"Boom-"

The earth-shattering thunder sound and the sound of the sword were intertwined, and it was almost impossible to distinguish between you and me, and just when the sword light and the thunder light collided again, Wu Tianren's face suddenly sank.

The terrifying pressure fell on him, and sure enough! The power of the thunderstorm has become stronger! With the same force as before, at this moment he actually fell into a disadvantage, and his sword light not only failed to cut through the thunder, but was even pressed down!

Under the heavy pressure, Wu Tianren snorted angrily, and then the long sword in his hand shone brightly.

"Slash!" As the word was drunk, I saw the sword qi wrapped in the sword intent flowing up from the Wutian Ren sword, and immediately pushed the thunder light back, and the power was amazing!

The roar exploded, like the last wail of the thunderstorm, the sword light slashed, and the thunder was extinguished!

However, before Wu Tianren could catch his breath, thunder flashed in the sky again.

"Boom-"

Almost as soon as the previous thunderstorm was extinguished, the subsequent thunderstorm followed, and even the negative monument who was the enemy of Wutianren couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, and sweated for Wutianren.

However, as a sword cultivator, Wu Tianren would easily bow his head, not to mention that he had waited for this heavenly calamity for thousands of years!

"Good time!"

Wu Tianren let out a long roar, quite with a sense of momentum, and the dragon sword in his hand turned around, and with the undispersed sword light, he suddenly faced the thunder!

"Boom!"

The thunder explodes, and the sword shines! The blooming light stirred the entire sky with supreme heavenly power and unparalleled sword intent!

In an instant, the terrifying weight instantly shattered Wu Tianren's hands, and the blood immediately stained the hilt of the sword red, but this injury was nothing to him at all. The sword light and the thunder light were in a stalemate for a while, and the thunder light was suddenly exhausted, and it was immediately slashed by the sword light.

However, immediately after, the eighth thunderstorm had already taken shape, Wu Tianren waved his sleeves to shake the blood away, and then held the sword in both hands, focused on the true yuan, and the thunder light fell for a moment, raising the sword and stabbing out! Eighty and a half! The Eighth Tribulation Thunder alone had already made him use eighty and a half percent of his strength!

Just below the Wutian Ren Tribulation, Nangong Hongxin was quietly retreating with a group of people from the Nangong family.

"Hurry up! Be careful and hide your breath! Nangong Hongxin's divine sense reminded everyone that Rao is a cultivator, and he couldn't help but bow down under such heavenly might, and he couldn't explain his mood at the moment.

Just look at the people of the Nangong family who are dragging at the moment, or back, or resisting, with many monsters and monks who failed to escape in time before, the terrifying sword of Wu Tianren before not only devoured the huge fireball they created after the demon, but also cut out a heavenly moth in the land below, and the terrifying sword qi collapsed in an instant, and these people who did not die were already considered fateful.

"Nangong tea, this place will be handed over to you." Nangong Hongxin said to an elder of the Nangong family beside him.

"Ancestor, rest assured."

After ordering everything, Nangong Hongxin immediately left the place with a little flying under his feet, because he could wait, but some people couldn't wait.