The holy beast of the sea, the eternal white dragon.

The Chaos Ink Disc, which was directly split by white lightning. The ancient ambergris suddenly flew up with the ink disc.

Poof――

In the void, the ambergris Danhai shook, and the blood stained the front heart again. His face turned pale in an instant. The power of the white dragon is almost unstoppable. Today's ambergris is not the opponent of the white dragon in the sea at all.

However, at this very moment.

In the void of the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms, thunder was rolling, and the clouds were like a tide.

Click--Boom-T

Cyan lightning, the void coiling. Endless thunder, constantly reverberating. Then, with the sound of breaking through the air, the first lightning bolt fell high in the sky and went straight to Leng Yu.

Eternal Calamity!

That lightning bolt can destroy an original immortal. That is, where the Three Realms Haoyu has accumulated power for thousands of years.

In the entire Three Realms, there are very few monks who can finally step into the Eternal Realm.

The sea has been passed down from generation to generation, and there is no one who does not enter the eternal realm, but the time is sooner or later. Leng Yu knew that within a hundred years, he would inevitably cross the catastrophe, but he didn't expect this eternal catastrophe to come at such a timely time.

"It's not early, it's not late!" Leng Yu smiled bitterly in his heart.

Immortal cultivators have to go through many tribulations, and this kind of calamity, only by relying on their own strength to pass, is it the most beneficial to immortal cultivators. Because, every calamity is an experience and a baptism.

Eternal calamity, a total of eleven. The more the traverser can survive, the more stable the immortal body will be in the future.

Only the Raider is qualified to become a monk in the real next step. Therefore, the first lightning fell, and the white dragon of Canghai did not say anything.

It. It's just carrying cold jade. Others, should be completely resisted by Leng Yu himself. Unless, Leng Yu will destroy the soul. Otherwise, the white dragon of the sea will never make any moves.

Leng Yu, of course, also understands this.

How can an immortal be unprepared? You must know that Leng Yu has been in the original immortal nine folds for nearly 10,000 years. If you don't cross, you will do, and if you don't cross, you will succeed.

Good bye. Leng Yu's hands were sealed, and white light emanated from his body. On the top of the head is a green mang, which instantly forms a cyan protection.

Boom-click--

The cyan lightning. It was like a dragon falling for nine days, directly slashing on the protection of cold jade.

Endless waves of air, surging in an instant. However, this is the first thunderstorm. The power is not as good as the battle between Leng Yu and Ambergris.

Cold jade. The natural complexion does not change at all, and it is indifferent. If it is the first thunder tribulation, Leng Yu is Zhang Huang is at a loss, then I am afraid that she will definitely not be able to withstand the eleventh thunder tribulation.

The first, second, and third paths, thousands of feet of void, green thunder rolling, and constantly falling. It's just that eleven thunderstorms. One is better than the other.

In an instant, I don't know how many green thunders fell. That is, the triple thunder tribulation has passed.

Every time, between the thunderstorms, there is only a momentary pause. Not even a respite.

At this time, on the entire holy mountain, it was no longer the battle of Ambergris and Murong Huangchuang Mountain, but the immortal tribulation of Leng Yu to cross the eternity.

Ambergris and Murong Huang are on the opposite side of the holy mountain. Ambergris was on his knees, taking this opportunity to rest and recuperate. Murong Huang stood on the side with a solemn expression, and he saw more that it was still the top of the holy mountain.

The breath of the demon coffin is gone. He could still feel it when he was away from hatred. In fact, no one knew Murong Huang's true purpose. Even ambergris can't be understood.

At this time, both of them are waiting for the opportunity.

Eternal calamity, eleven. They don't know if Leng Yu can succeed today. Depending on the actual situation, they will either shoot or run away.

In fact, if there is no appearance of the white dragon in the sea. Their qiē will be extremely smooth, maybe they can directly take the opportunity to kill Leng Yu. However, the appearance of the White Dragon completely changed the tide of the battle.

Secretly, Ambergris had already deducted a black spirit rune in his hand.

From the beginning to the end, Long Shu never thought of fighting hard in the Three Realms Sacred Mountain, and he himself would be ready to retreat.

The triple thunder tribulation fell, but Leng Yu was still unharmed, and even the Cloud Piercing Sword that had been hanging above his head had not yet been used. Leng Yu has always used magic to resist.

I have to say that the sea is too powerful.

In fact, if it weren't for the battle against ambergris, Leng Yu would have been injured, with Leng Yu's preparation and the background of the sea. Eternal Tribulation, for Leng Yu, is nothing at all.

Boom-click-click-

The clouds were thick and the thunder was rolling. Cyan lightning, ever-changing.

At this time, Murong Hai was kneeling in the Yunhai Cave Mansion, knowing that the master was in the middle of a catastrophe. Canghai Holy Beast, that is the existence of Murong Haiqing who does not know.

The 10,000-year-old rope bridge was actually transformed by a white dragon.

Back then, Murong Haiqing really asked the master how the Holy Mountain Rope Bridge came about. Master Leng Yu only smiled faintly, saying that it was done by the Immortal Venerable, and the mana was boundless.

As soon as the white dragon came out, the dragon saliva roared back.

Such a holy beast protects the mountain, and its combat power is invincible. Murong Haiqing was a little at ease in his heart. At least, at this time, the flame of the Nine Shadows Town Soul Lantern was already stable. The water of the heavenly pool at the top of the cave is calm and waveless.

The hatred is still as calm as death. The demon coffin in front of Murong Haiqing was also as stable as ever. The black light of the road is endless. In Murong Haiqing's eyes, the magic coffin is now perfect.

However, there are still two days, twenty-four hours.

"Senior brother, you should be back soon!"

Murong Haiqing frowned slightly and whispered to himself. On the sea wilderness, there should be no more powerful Cun Zài than Senior Brother, not to mention Shen Yan?

Between the valleys of the Holy Mountain.

The fourth and fifth, the eternal thunder tribulation, fell suddenly. The cyan lightning has begun to turn white, and the appearance of those lightning bolts has changed.

Between the two thunderstorms, the power is almost doubled. Moreover, the time between the gaps seems to be getting shorter and shorter.

Leng Yu's face was even more solemn. The white dragon is carrying cold jade, a pair of dragon eyes, in fact, it looks at the world. It didn't look at Long Saoria and Murong Huang, nor did it look at the thunder tribulation in the void.

It seems that that qiē is not in the eyes of this sea holy beast. No matter what the thunder tribulation in the void is, but the mist surrounding the white dragon has not dispersed.

The white dragon only raised half of his body. However, the power of the king. It's unmistakable.

Boom-click--

The sixth, seventh, and eighth thunderstorms fell one after another, and it was almost impossible to tell the order. The spell in Leng Yu's hand. Constantly changing.

And when the eighth thunder tribulation, half green electricity and half white electricity, the Cloud Piercing Sword above Leng Yu's head finally moved.

"Break!" Leng Yu drank lightly, piercing the clouds and soaring into the sky.

Click-Click-

All the blue and white electricity is under the clouds. Turned into light smoke.

At this time, goodbye Leng Yu, the seal in his hand changed. The sword that pierces the clouds. didn't take it back, but instantly emitted a cyan dark light, and suddenly soared into the sky.

"Huh?" Ambergris and Murong Huang were shocked in their hearts.

Immortal Tragedy. All are based on protection and resistance. Where is there such a catastrophe that has not fallen, and it is directly aimed at the sky?

The sea is in the vein, and it is really against the sky!

Indeed, people in the sea have uninhibited hearts and ambitions against the sky. Leng Yu, I want to hurry up and end this thunder tribulation. Then he turned defense into offense.

Piercing the clouds is the sword of the Canghai Immortal Venerable, and the power naturally needs not be said.

Click――

The sword. Straight into the sky.

Boom -

In the void, a flash of light dispersed in an instant. Originally, that light should have been scattered on the top of the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms. However, Leng Yu's sword led it to a height of ten thousand feet.

Boom -

High in the sky, the clouds are like waves, and they are reversed on both sides.

When crossing the catastrophe, turning defense into offense also has its subtleties. The ninth, the thunder tribulation was still fully formed, and it was stillborn, so that the sword that pierced the clouds was directly dispersed.

Hmm――

However, the breath was pulled, and Leng Yu also felt that the breath in the Danhai was stagnant and slightly uncomfortable. Fang Cai's injuries seem to be a little more serious.

Whew-

Whoever dares to defy the heavens will be damned!

High in the sky, the clouds roared, like the wrath of God. It seems that thousands of evil beasts are hidden in the clouds.

All the green clouds glowed with white light. Countless arcs of electricity pierced through the clouds. The white lightning is no different from the lightning that the white dragon in the sea splits out.

That is, the true power of eternity.

High in the sky, the clouds are still upward, and they are encountering the ten tribulation thunders.

"Lead!" At this time, Leng Yu let out a low snort. Her body, once again, emanated, thousands of white rays.

At this time, the cold jade fell like the sun in the mortal world.

At the same time, the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms was thousands of miles away, and thousands of forbidden pictures suddenly rose, all kinds of brilliant lights.

At that moment, Leng Yu completely fused himself with the Three Realms Sacred Mountain, and his breath was connected. She wants to use the power of the holy mountain to draw the white electricity into her body and refine her body again.

That is also the last tempering of all monks. The body of immortality can only become the realm of venerable in the future.

With the low drink of cold jade, thousands of white electricity, hitting the clouds, were directly introduced into the holy mountain land.

Boom-click--

High in the sky, I don't know how many white lightning bolts slashed above the clouds.

Piercing the clouds, the sword fell straight down. At the same time, thousands of electric rays were stirred, like meteors, shining in the daytime, cutting down the sky, and then falling inside and outside the holy mountain.

At that moment, Leng Yu's body shook. Between its meridians, countless electric rays flowed. Above the Danhai, thousands of white electricity swirled.

The corners of Leng Yu's mouth overflowed with two blood stains.

In fact, at that moment, those meteors were like crossing Leng Yu's body. It's just that it has passed through the buffer of the holy mountain.

However, without going through the suffering of purgatory, how can we know the blessings of the fairyland? As long as we cross these pains, Leng Yu can ascend to the realm of immortality and eternity.

The tenth thunderstorm has passed.

Also, the last thunderstorm. And the power of the last thunder tribulation is definitely above the top ten, as long as he survives the last one, Leng Yu will step into the eternal realm, and Leng Yu is confident that he can achieve a full consummation in an instant.

And at this moment, the ancient and magnificent city was already faint, and now it was ten thousand feet in the sky.

At the head of the city, the man in purple clothes and purple hair had a calm face, and there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

At that moment, he could look down on a qiē.

Purple Shadow City, which can enter the Holy Mountain within 10,000 miles, is far more calm than Ambergris. Endless purple light flowed endlessly on the ancient city.

It was definitely a scene that shocked the immortals.

Purple Secluded City, floating on the holy mountain, above the clouds.

And under the Purple Shadow City, the last eternal tribulation cloud is forming.

White lightning is converging in one place, round round. And the white lightning was faintly glowing with black light.

The corners of the Purple Shadow City Lord's mouth evoked a faint smile. (To be continued......)