The storm, which had lasted for several days and nights, finally showed signs of stopping, and the dark clouds slowly dispersed a little, revealing a hook-like waning moon, sprinkling the dim moonlight on the surface of the sea, but reflecting a tragic scene.

The sea beasts, which had been menacing not long ago, fled in all directions like a burst of embankment, chasing behind them a large ball of glowing green light, like a thin veil dancing in the wind, and wherever they went, the sea beasts in that place turned into a shriveled corpse in a miserable howl.

As far as the eye can see, such corpses are everywhere, like empty leather pockets, only a layer of skin remains, tossed up and down in the churning waves, and the scene is horrific.

However, the nun who was not dealing with Cangling did not look out, and her eyes fell on the white pagoda on the island full of doubts.

"Seniors...... Why did you leave your spirit worm here and drive it back to the tower?"

She remembered that not long ago, the old man, who had been very leisurely watching the spirit insects feeding, suddenly turned black, disappeared from the beach in the blink of an eye, and rushed to the White Tower.

"Isn't it going to happen?"

She was hesitating to go over and take a look, but her heart suddenly burst into her mind, and she suddenly looked up at the sky.

The dark clouds, which had gradually dispersed, gathered again at some point, and the ceaseless thunder sounded again, rumbling above the clouds, but it was still gaining momentum.

A palpitating majesty of heaven and earth suddenly descended, and there were faint fine lines centered on the towering white stone tower, spreading outward like a large net, and it didn't take long to seem to net the entire heaven and earth in it, and the original black sea water seemed to have a trace of blood-colored yellow.

The nun's complexion changed drastically, and she shouted loudly as she ran out: "Quick! Open the big array, everyone will leave the island immediately!"

Everyone else was stunned by this sudden situation, but the people present were all those who had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, and when they heard this, they quickly reacted and burst into an uproar!

"Who is it that is actually on the island? Do you want to kill everyone!"

"You're still talking nonsense, don't you run quickly!"

"It's terrible, it's terrible, I can't run......"

Those monks below the empty level were all trembling in the power of heaven and earth that suddenly descended, and some couldn't even lift their feet, and the extreme fear and panic made many people unable to even take a step.

The whole island was in chaos in an instant, and everyone just wanted to have two more legs so that they could escape from this sea.

And the Elder of the Combined Body Cultivator obviously thought the same way, and he was both shocked and angry in his heart, and shouted: "You actually have a tribulation at this time, do you want to die! Don't you know that implicating others in the Heavenly Tribulation will greatly increase their power? Moreover, if my cultivation is higher than yours, your Heavenly Tribulation will also be sharply raised to the level of the Combined Body Realm!"

Liu Qinghuan showed a wry smile, how did he know that he was just opening the Dao Realm, and he would suddenly trigger the Heavenly Tribulation. However, he didn't have time to pay attention to the old man at the moment, but kept a close eye on the movements of the dove floating in the River Styx.

"Boy, are you deaf ......?"

The old man looked terrible, but before he finished speaking, he finally found the dead soul of the dove, gasped suddenly, took a few big steps back, and said in a lost voice: "The dove demon, the demon venerable!"

The dead soul turned its head slightly, glanced at the old man coldly, and continued to look at Liu Qinghuan unmoved.

"No, that's not right!" The old man noticed a hint of strangeness, his eyes flickered and he glanced back and forth several times in fear, and soon he was so angry that his beard rose and grabbed Liu Qinghuan!

"You hateful cultivator, you dare to trick me with a dead soul!"

was so angry that he wanted to shoot Liu Qinghuan to death immediately, but Liu Qinghuan only used one sentence to make him stop in shock.

"He's your Demon Venerable, you're right. ”

"Impossible!" The old man turned his head to look at the dove again, and retorted: "This is obviously a dead soul, how can the Demon Venerable appear in your crude Dao realm! You won't say that you killed him, right? It's a big joke in the world, a Yang Reality Realm monk killed a Mahayana monk, hahahaha!"

Liu Qinghuan didn't bother to defend again, a strange expression appeared on his face, his eyes swept over the dead souls, and he muttered, "What are they waiting for......?"

At first, he thought that the appearance of these dead souls, who had mostly died in his hands in the past, was for the purpose of revenge, and that he would rush over and tear him apart when he saw him, so with the two of the dove and the yellow throat of the Netherworld, he couldn't resist it now.

However, they did not move, but opened him coldly, as if waiting for the moment when the horn sounded.

And everyone's catastrophe is different.

From the moment you set foot on the cultivation avenue, in addition to the initial refining and refining qi, the later refining qi and transforming the gods, refining the gods and returning the void, all the way to the refining and merging of the void, every great leap will be accompanied by a reborn catastrophe.

Everyone is following their own path, and the calamities they have to experience are different because of different paths, so Liu Qinghuan can't learn from the experience of his predecessors, and he doesn't know what kind of calamities he will face, only that it must be related to the path he has cultivated.

"Life and death, reincarnation, cause and effect, trapped fruit......" he muttered, "so my calamity has something to do with the power of cause and effect?"

At this time, the trapped fruit stele that he put in the sea of knowledge shook slightly, and lines of words quickly appeared and disappeared on the stele, so fast that it was almost impossible to see.

Liu Qinghuan had the heart to take it out and take a look, but the old man who was staring at him next to him couldn't help but move.

"What you cultivated, it's really a great cause and effect technique?!"

The other party's face was full of surprise, and he said in disbelief: "Do you know why the path of trapped fruits ranks second among the three thousand avenues? The young monk has a big heart, thinking that a high ranking is powerful, but he never thinks about how difficult it will be to cultivate this path!"

The old man shook his head, after the initial anger, he had calmed down a lot, not to mention that the increasingly terrifying coercion above his head made him nervous, and he said very quickly: "But what kind of Dao you cultivate has nothing to do with old decay, if you don't want to die, quickly open your Dao realm and let me go!"

Of course, Liu Qinghuan also understands this truth, but he smiled bitterly: "I also want to open it, but it seems that I can't open it now." ”

"What......" The old man closed his mouth suddenly, his old face was as blue and red as opening a dye shop, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, good! Then I have to kill you before the catastrophe falls!"

As he spoke, a long sword appeared in his hand, the crystal clear blade of the sword was like an ice spike that had just been broken off the eaves, and there was a red blood flame like lava flowing in it, and as soon as it appeared, there was a fierce and heavy bloody intent spread in all directions.

Liu Qinghuan's heart was full of joy, and with a stroke of the pen of the thousand autumn reincarnation in his hand, the Stygian Sea was furious, the huge waves were monstrous, and the strange black and white colors separated the heaven and the earth, just like yin and yang, life and death, and the misty chaos submerged his figure.

"It's useless!" the old man shouted angrily, swung his sword and slashed out, separating yin and yang like opening the sky, so that life and death returned to their places, only the remaining blood was shocking, surging like a tide.

"I told you, your understanding of the laws of heaven and earth is still too shallow, and it's ridiculous to be pretentious at this time!"

Liu Qinghuan fell out of the void in embarrassment, and the injuries he had suffered before were a few points worse, and before falling into the river, an old black wooden boat suddenly floated up and caught him, and the sharp bow of the boat turned, and he re-entered the stormy waves.

However, the old man tore through his defenses again and again, if he hadn't been in the Dao realm, he would have died many times.

Liu Qinghuan was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, seeing that the terrible catastrophe was coming, he was still struggling to escape, it can be said that the sky leaked and rained overnight, and he didn't know how long this little life could be saved.

And after the first thunderstorm had been brewing for a long time, it finally showed a hideous color, and the sky seemed to suddenly split in half, and the thunder rolled in the cracks, and it slammed down!