The human race has the gods of the human race, and the other three races also have their own gods, especially among the spirit race, there are still many innate gods, all of which are very powerful existences.

The wind disaster just now took on the shape of a dragon, and with the divine power that appeared on it, there was a good chance that it should be the means of the Water Vein Dragon Clan.

Mo He remembered that when he talked to Su Bai before, Su Bai told him that during this time in the underworld, the friction between the gods of various races had escalated, and even the infighting between the gods of the human race had been alleviated.

"However, the dragon gods, if even the cultivator's wind calamity can be controlled, then it is a little too terrifying!" Mo He thought in his heart.

Just because the power of the blow just now was so strong, fortunately, the Mohe Mu Yuan Spiritual Treasure Bead had been promoted to the immortal treasure level, and his own strength was also good, so he was able to resist it.

But even so, Mo He used the Mu Yuan Spiritual Orb continuously, plus his dead wood immortal light, and finally used a small magic power, so that he could get out smoothly, and he was also a little injured.

If it were replaced by Zhang Daoyou, who was crossing the disaster, it is estimated that there would be no dead scum left.

But speaking of that Zhang Daoyou, Mo He looked at the other party, only to see that the other party's expression at this time was also a little confused, and he couldn't figure out what was going on at all, wasn't he crossing the disaster, wasn't it the three disasters of pure yang that couldn't fake the hands of others, wouldn't it affect others, so what's going on now?

"I'm here, have I survived the storm?" After being a little stunned, that Zhang Daoyou quickly came back to his senses, looked at the black clouds that had dissipated overhead, and said something to himself.

He could already feel that the pressure of the wind disaster had dissipated and replaced it with the impending fire, and despite the thousand doubts in his heart, he still knew what he should be doing at the moment, so he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a few bottles of elixir and put them in his mouth, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Although there are a lot of problems, it is obviously not the time to delve into them, and the immediate priority is to overcome the three disasters first.

"Mo Daoyou is okay, right?" Several masters of the Pure Yang Realm who were watching the ceremony on the side also returned to Mo He's side at this moment, looking at Mo He, who was still shrouded in a layer of aqua blue light and was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked with a slight strange look in his eyes.

Mo He glanced back at them, then shook his head gently, and his eyes returned to Zhang Daoyou, who was crossing the disaster.

However, in the hearts of everyone, they were also a little surprised by the strength that Mo He had just shown, although they all knew that Mo He was a quasi-immortal who had already passed the three calamities and could achieve the Yuan Shen True Immortal at any time, but with the power of the blow just now, in their opinion, I am afraid that only the real Yuan Shen True Immortal Realm powerhouse can deal with it calmly.

Several masters of the Pure Yang Realm also turned their eyes back to Zhang Daoyou, who was crossing the disaster, with some vigilance in their hearts, the storm disaster just now was a little abnormal, and then there were fires and thunderstorms, could it be also abnormal?

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Daoyou, who was sitting cross-legged, gradually ignited flames on his body, and the moment the flames appeared, they immediately climbed and soon turned into a pillar of fire hundreds of meters high, completely enveloping it.

The rolling heat generated by the pillar of fire continued to spread towards the surroundings, scorching the surrounding earth and cracking pieces of it.

After a while, the fire gradually began to reduce, and finally disappeared completely, revealing Zhang Daoyou, who was sitting cross-legged.

A strange color flashed in Mo He's eyes, and he felt that the strength of the other party's fire seemed to be a little weaker than expected, allowing him to get through it more easily.

"Could it be that the wind disaster just now caused his fire power to weaken a little?" Mo He had a thought in his heart.

At the same time as this thought rose in his heart, Zhang Daoyou, who was sitting cross-legged there, opened his eyes at this moment, and then immediately took out a few bottles of pills and quickly took them, and began to run the exercises with all his strength to restore the spiritual power lost in his body.

No one knows, a trace of excitement has risen in his heart now, originally thought that in the last storm, he would be injured, along with the loss of a defensive magic weapon, but who would have expected that the last storm disaster would have abnormal changes, let alone that the last storm disaster, did not go to him at all, which made his pressure reduce a lot.

Now surviving the fire is smoother than expected, and the smooth ones are a little incredible, and then there is the most powerful thunderstorm, as long as there are no abnormal changes, he already has eighty or ninety percent confidence that he can get through.

Mo He looked at Zhang Daoyou, who quickly recovered the loss of spiritual power in his body after taking the pill, and looked up at the sky again, carefully sensing the subtle fluctuations in the sky, and waited until half an hour later, that Zhang Daoyou opened his eyes, and in the sky above his head, the black clouds began to converge again.

This time, Mo He did not have that feeling of restlessness again.

Seeing that the black clouds converged to a certain extent, a snow-bright thunderbolt fell from the clouds, Mo He's eyes showed a clear look, the power of the other party's thunderstorm should have also weakened, and the power of the first thunder that fell was just equivalent to a blow from an ordinary pure yang master, and there was really not much of a threat.

Zhang Daoyou, who felt the power of thunder and lightning, was also ecstatic in his heart at the moment, if there was no change like the one just now, then he would have survived the thunderstorm today, and he would definitely be nine out of ten!

Mo He looked at the thunder and lightning that fell, from the first to the fifth, the power was not much, until the sixth thunderstorm, the power of the thunderstorm made Zhang Daoyou, who was crossing the disaster, a little difficult to parry, and the magic weapons prepared for the disaster, the aura became a little dim and slightly damaged.

During the seventh and eighth thunder disasters, Zhang Daoyou, who was crossing the disaster, was already very difficult to deal with, and he also suffered some injuries on his body, but his eyes were shining, and his face even showed ecstasy.

When the last thunderstorm came, Zhang Daoyou, with a look of ecstasy, exerted his small magical powers, and in front of him and behind him, two walls of earthy yellow light appeared at the same time, sandwiching his whole person in it.

The last thunderbolt fell, slashing down on the wall of light in front of him, and then the wall of light behind him flashed with thunder, and exploded in an instant, and then the wall of light in front of him finally exploded.

In the midst of a thunderstorm, Mo He saw that Zhang Daoyou's body was thrown out violently, and a string of blood was sprinkled in the air, and finally fell more than ten meters away.

After a small smashing sound, several masters of the Pure Yang Realm were shocked on their faces, this was the last thunderstorm, if it failed at this time, it would be a little too sad.

Just when a few people were anxiously about stepping forward, they heard a somewhat weak laughter.

"Hahaha, I succeeded, haha!" Hearing this voice, several masters of the Pure Yang Realm, including Mo He, had smiles on their faces at the same time.

As this voice sounded, the black clouds above their heads completely dissipated, and everyone also saw Zhang Daoyou, who looked very miserable on the outside, struggling to get up from the ground.

His whole body is now charred black, and even slightly exudes the fragrance of barbecued meat, and there is not much spiritual power left in his body, and the injury is estimated to be not light.

But in this case, the smile on the other party's face, as well as the ecstasy from the heart, everyone can feel it, and at the same time, they can understand it, and they are very envious of him.

After cultivating for hundreds of years, he has passed the biggest test between immortals and mortals, and he can achieve the true immortal of the Yuan God at any time, how can this not make the pure yang realm masters present feel envious.

"Congratulations to Daoyou, survive the three calamities, the Yuan Shen can be expected!" Mo He reacted the fastest, bowed to Zhang Daoyou, who looked extremely embarrassed, and then spoke.

After Mohe, several other masters of the Pure Yang Realm also reflected, and they also bowed and bowed, congratulating Zhang Daoyou, who had survived the three tribulations.

"Thank you fellow Daoists!" Hundreds of years of practice have opened the way to the Yuanshen True Immortal today, and with so many fellow Daoists witnessing together, Zhang Daoyou's heart is naturally indescribably happy.

But in addition to rejoicing, he couldn't help but have a little luck in his heart, if it weren't for the abnormal changes of the wind disaster today, I am afraid that the possibility of him being able to successfully survive the three disasters is very small, and nine times out of ten he will die and die, and hundreds of years of cultivation paintings will come to naught.

Thinking of this, Zhang Daoyou glanced at Mo He in the crowd, he and Mo He met in the Blood Flame Pass, and he knew a little more about Mo He than others, and he could roughly guess the problem in his heart at this moment.

But because of this, for this matter, he couldn't help but feel a trace of sorrow in his heart, someone can interfere in such a thing as crossing the disaster, the water vein dragon clan's methods are inevitably a little too powerful, this is obviously a little unreasonable?

Because of this trace of sorrow in his heart, Zhang Daoyou had just survived the three tribulations of pure yang, and the ecstatic mood in his heart had also subsided slightly.

"Fellow Daoists, I was a little lucky to survive the three disasters today, but fortunately, although I was seriously injured in the end, I got what I wanted. Originally, I wanted to invite all Taoist friends to go to the cave for a small gathering, but I am injured now, and it is a little inconvenient for the time being, so I will be lazy for the time being, and after the injury is recovered, I will invite all Taoist friends to get together, and then I will make amends to everyone!"

Originally, Mo He was also invited, but Mo He didn't have the heart to stay for the time being, he wanted to investigate the mutation in the wind disaster just now, at least to find out which god was in the Water Vein Dragon Clan.