Chapter 158 Nascent Soul Tribulation

Death calamity is coming.

The next moment after the Zhoutian Xuan Gang Formation was broken.

A blood-colored long sword suddenly swept across the sky.

The blood sword was huge, occupying the entire sky. Looking up, it was like a divine object holding up the sky, dragging an endless sea of ​​blood. In the sea of ​​blood, monsters roared and rolled, giving people a great psychological shock.

The best magic weapon, the Blood God Sword.

This is the immortal sword inherited by the Blood God Sect. Only the sect masters of all generations are qualified to use it.

"It's the Blood God Sword."

"It's the Blood God Sect's sect master, Jiang Yichuan."

"Damn it."

"The best magic weapon, get out of the way."

A series of exclamations, mixed with anger, despair, and confusion, sounded in the Xuandan Sect.

To be continued.

In the sky, a strange murmur suddenly sounded. The murmur was low and fragmented, and the sound began to slowly grow louder, from murmurs to normal speech, from normal speech, to a higher voice, and finally to a roar like a roar.

But no matter how loud or soft these whispers were, no one could hear the specific content of the sound. It was vague and strange, and it seemed that they heard it clearly, but they forgot it.

A peak master of the foundation building period of an outer peak, who was in a relatively outer position after taking off, frowned when he heard such a whisper. The next moment, his face suddenly changed slightly, because he heard a word clearly.

"Death!"

He could not hear all the whispers before this word, but the word "death" was extremely clear.

At the moment when his face changed, the word "death" poured into the sea of ​​consciousness from his ears. The sound became louder and louder, as if there was a strange magic power. It was not a demon, but more like a demon. In the end, it was even raised to a point that even the soul could not bear.

Death, death, death...

The word "death" echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness. But it did not weaken, but continued to strengthen.

The soul in the sea of ​​consciousness had already stood up, but it was in great pain. Before it could move, the whole soul had exploded directly. After the explosion, it still wanted to reunite with difficulty.

But the word "death" did not stop, but became stronger. The sound was like a strange power, grinding past, and directly crushing the soul that was trying to reunite into chaotic energy.

Speaking of it, from hearing the word "death" to the soul being crushed, it was only three moments, not even a moment. The original spirit in his eyes disappeared, and his body fell from the sky.

"Oh no, it's the Soul-Destroying Bell."

"The leader of the Tianhun Sect, Feng Wusheng."

"My life is over."

"Where is the sect master? Only the sect master can stop him."

Just as everyone was exclaiming, two more foundation-building cultivators in the sky lost their spirits and fell down.

The eyes of other foundation-building cultivators were terrified. This silent death was the most terrifying.

Qinglong Peak is located next to Xuandan Peak. Among the nine inner peaks, it is relatively close to the inside. After Han Yi took off, he saw this desperate scene.

Xuandan Sect, it's over.

At this moment, his eyes were not blank, but he looked around and began to seek an opportunity to escape.

The gate of Xuandan Sect had been broken. According to Bai Wanqing, those who were willing to fight to the death could fight to the death, and those who were willing to escape could escape. No one would force them.

At this moment.

A sword light rose from Danjian Peak. The sword light was pale gold, like starlight, shining brightly.

"It's Master Mu, he's out of retreat."

A Foundation Establishment cultivator in front of Han Yi exclaimed, and Han Yi looked in the direction of the voice.

The sword light in the air turned into a middle-aged cultivator with a ruddy face. In front of the cultivator, a sword light as big as a palm kept changing its form, sword pill, sword pill, sword spirit, sword energy...

Danjian Peak, Mu Jianxu.

Then.

Another cultivator, holding a pill furnace in his hand, walked out of the White Tiger Palace. He was dressed in white and had a solemn face.

Zhuge Wuyou.

Han Yi turned around and saw Zhuge Wuyou, and his heart trembled.

Except for these two supreme elders, among the existing Xuandan Sect Jindan Zhenren, Qin Wuxian, Si Hongxue and Huo Ming did not appear.

"Today, Xuandan died."

The leader of the Blood God Sect, Jiang Yichuan, shouted, and the Sky-lifting Blood Sword swept across.

Zhuge Wuyou walked up to the sky. The magic weapon in his hand was not his own magic weapon, but the Xuandan Sect's sect-guarding magic weapon, the magic weapon of the sect leader Yuan Shun, which was also of the best level.

This is a pill furnace, the pill furnace is purple, and its name is the Supreme Xuanyuan Bagua Furnace.

The name of the Xuandan Sect, in which the word "Xuan" is taken from "Xuanyuan".

This pill furnace is not only a pill furnace, but also a treasure to protect the sect.

The Supreme Xuanyuan Bagua Furnace, with a light throw, turned into a huge pill furnace that was no smaller than the blood sword. The pill furnace opened, and a divine fire, as if it had spirituality, jumped up and rushed towards the blood sword.

The name of the divine fire is the Xuanyuan Liuding divine fire.

This alchemy furnace is a copy of the alchemy furnace of a certain immortal in the fairy world, and the flame in it is the flame of the Xuandan Sect master of all generations, who picked the Yuheng Realm strange fire and smelted it. Its name is also a copy of one of the heavenly fires in the fairy world.

The divine fire soared into the sky and turned into a galaxy of fire that covered the sky. The galaxy hit the blood sword and roared.

Below the collision point of the two magic weapons, a low mountain that was not included in the outer peak range was suddenly crushed, and the rocks fell down, and the forest was destroyed.

The terrifying fluctuations spread from this mountain, and there were several outer peaks that were relatively close. On the outer peaks, the ground shook, and the outer peaks disciples were horrified, their hearts and galls were broken, and they fled like ghosts.

At the same time,

Mu Jianxu, who had used a secret method to seal his injuries and was hanging on to his last breath, had now transformed into light and was fighting with the Tianhun Sect's leader, Feng Wusheng.

Relying on the impeccable soul of the sword, Mu Jianxu was immune to the soul attack of the Soul Bell. Feng Wusheng did not dare to underestimate the second combat power of the Xuan Dan Sect, especially since he could also see that after this battle, Mu Jianxu Jian Xu will definitely die, so be careful of this guy, he will go crazy before death.

Anyway, Xuan Dan Sect is destined to perish in the Daqian Immortal Kingdom today, so we should take care of every step and be careful of capsizing in the gutter.

Feng Wusheng put away the death bell and took out a magic weapon, which was a long black whip. He flicked it lightly and threw it in the air, making a loud "snap" sound. The void could not bear its whipping. Split directly.

The sword light collided with the long whip, the sword light retreated, and the light on it dimmed by three points.

As for Feng Wusheng, he also took three steps back. Every step he took in the void made the void tremble.

The sword light continued, and he charged forward again.

Collision, collision, like a warrior who is not afraid of death, constantly charging towards the enemy, even though he knows he is defeated, he still has fighting spirit and will never give up.

On Qinglong Peak, Han Yi looked away from the two largest battlefields and looked down, his pupils shrank and his heart trembled.

There were two battles in the sky. With the help of the Xuan Dan Sect's sect-protecting treasure and Mu Jianxu's bravery and fearlessness, the two strongest monks of the Blood God Sect and the Tianhun Sect were temporarily blocked.

But below, it was a one-sided fight.

Thirteen golden elixir stage monks rushed in as if they were in an uninhabited land.

Those who resist, die! !

That's right, including Feng Wusheng and Jiang Yichuan, they were not the eleven in Mo Wen's memory, but the fifteen.

This scene is beyond hope.

Han Yi turned around and looked at the Xuandan Peak shrouded in mist. The faint hope that still existed in his heart gradually dissipated.

"Yuan Shun? Do you still have the ability to return to heaven?"

When he was building the foundation, he did not forget Yuan Shun's last words before leaving, saying that Xuan Dan Sect still had a way out.

Han Yi didn't know how to survive.

But during this period, Xuandan Peak was still shrouded in mist, and Yuan Shun no longer appeared. Rationally, although Han Yi knew there was no hope, he didn't want Yuan Shun to come out and tell everyone that I can turn the tide and save Xuandan. Death disaster.

Han Yi turned around and came back. He escaped and fell straight down. In mid-air, there were too many golden elixir stage monks on the other side. All the foundation-building stage monks were targets. He could only fall to the ground and escape into the Xuandan Mountains. Only by going to other places from the mountains can there be a glimmer of hope.

There are many people who think the same as Han Yi.

Seeing that the situation was over and that there was no way to recover, many of the foundation-building monks fled to the rear, while the Qi-training phase disciples from the inner and outer peaks also scattered in all directions, with countless casualties.

In an instant, Xuan Dan Sect was in chaos.

Rumble.

High in the sky.

A huge sword light exploded directly, extremely brilliant, turned into dots of stars, and fell down.

A figure, in the starlight, with regret and reluctance in his eyes, turned into nothingness and gradually dissipated.

Xuan Dan Sect, Dan Swordsmanship, Mu Jianxu, died.

In front of him, the leader of the Tianhun Sect, Feng Wusheng, had broken the long whip in his hand. The broken long whip fell down and landed on an outer peak, as if a meteorite had fallen from the sky. There was a loud earthquake, and then, The entire Immortal Peak sank down, sinking a full three meters before stopping.

This scene made Han Yi, who was running away from the mountain and preparing to escape into the forest, feel the hair on his back and his eyelids twitch wildly.

Just a broken magic weapon can collapse an immortal peak. This is the power of Jindan Zhenren. This is the power of the magic weapon. To him, this is the power of the immortal.

Han Yi stopped staying and turned around to escape into the mountains and forests.

Right now.

Sudden.

Thousands of feet high in the sky, the sea of ​​clouds instantly dissipated, as if something was coming, huge and terrifying.

A heavy feeling emerged in the hearts of all the monks within a radius of ten miles, as if they were about to be in disaster.

Han Yi, who had escaped into the forest, paused and his expression changed drastically. He looked up and through the sparse tree canopy, he saw the sea of ​​clouds dissipating in the sky, and the entire space seemed to be split open.

Something was coming, and the hair on Han Yi's back exploded.

then.

Boom.

A bolt of thunder struck down from the void. A foundation-building monk from the Blood God Sect, who was just below the thunder, was struck to pieces and his body was turned into nothingness.

No.

This is not the Thunder.

Regardless of its power or appearance, it is no ordinary thunder.

A term suddenly emerged from the minds of everyone high above.

Heavenly calamity.

This is a disaster inflicted by heaven.

Just like there are five catastrophes after passing through the foundation building, there are also catastrophes when the monks are promoted to the golden elixir and the golden elixir peeks through the Nascent Soul.

However, the foundation-building Jinjin elixir does not involve heavenly tribulation.

Only by peeking into the realm of Nascent Soul can the heavenly calamity come.

Nascent Soul is already the true king. From the 'real person' to the 'true king', this is a fate that seizes the heaven and earth, and will definitely be punished by heaven.

Heavenly calamity comes from this.

at this time.

Even after the Zhoutian Xuangang Formation was breached, there was no movement. In the Xuandan Peak, which was still shrouded in fog, a figure broke through the fog and stepped into the sky. The catastrophe that killed the Blood God Sect monks fell on him. Blast its towering figure down dozens of meters.

However, its figure did not stop at all and soared into the sky again.

after he appeared.

Boom! !

The second heavenly tribulation crashed down and landed on him.

Then, the third, fourth...

Fast, too fast.

From the dissipation of the sea of ​​clouds, to the calamity, to the figure stepping out of Xuandan Peak and rushing into the calamity, Han Yi turned around and saw a figure being struck down, and then rushing into the calamity again.

"Yuan Shun?"

The name flashed through his mind, but the speed of the figure just now was too fast, not inferior to the speed of the calamity at all.

At this moment.

The Taishang Xuanyuan Bagua furnace, which was bombarded with the giant sword, suddenly shrank rapidly, and then flew into the calamity, and the figure covered by the lightning was held in his hand.

At this moment.

The fifth calamity fell, the figure was shocked, and blood spilled into the void.

The sixth calamity fell, and a light golden light emanated from the Taishang Xuanyuan Bagua furnace, covering the figure and resisting the power of the calamity. When the calamity was about to dissipate, it suddenly opened the furnace and swallowed the calamity into the calamity.

Crash.

The calamity dissipated, and the sea of ​​clouds was clear.

A figure, with fluttering robes, stood in the void, holding a purple alchemy furnace in his hand.

Above the figure's head, a miniature figure, only one foot tall, escaped from the body and stood in the air.

Yuanying.

Then, as if sensing some invisible shackles, the Yuanying fell back into the figure's body.

And the alchemy furnace held in the figure's hand, above the alchemy furnace, the divine fire floated up and down, this top-grade magic weapon, the magic weapon's spirit cheered, swallowed half of the thunder tribulation, as if it had obtained some great immortal fate.

Speaking of it.

From the thunder explosion, the emergence of the heavenly tribulation, to the figure soaring into the sky, the heavenly tribulation fell one after another, the six heavenly tribulations passed in an instant, the clear sky was bright, but it was just a snap of a finger.

Among them, Han Yi saw only the surface. In the thunder tribulation, how much resistance the person who survived the tribulation made, he did not see clearly.

The power of the heavenly tribulation is not ordinary.

At this time, there was a cry of surprise, and in the cry, there was an uncontrollable fear.

"Nascent Soul Tribulation!"

And this voice actually came from the mouth of the Blood God Sect's leader, Jiang Yichuan.

His cold and stern face suddenly changed and became extremely ugly.

Then.

In the sky, the giant sword suddenly shrank wildly and turned into a long sword of about 1.2 meters, returning to his feet. The next moment, he flew on the sword and fled out.

However.

He was fast, but someone was faster than him.

In the sky, the figure holding the alchemy furnace showed his true face after the thunder, that is, the heavenly tribulation, dissipated. It was Yuan Shun who was seriously injured before.

Yuan Shun said nothing, and threw the alchemy furnace in his hand forward lightly. The alchemy furnace suddenly swelled wildly and turned into a ten-foot alchemy furnace. The alchemy furnace broke through the void, as if it was teleported, and directly landed on Jiang Yichuan's head and fell from the air.

"Half-step spiritual treasure?" Jiang Yichuan instinctively raised his head, and these four words flashed through his mind.

Then.

Bang! !

The alchemy furnace fell, and his body and soul were directly blasted into powder by this alchemy furnace that had just been baptized by the heavenly tribulation and gave birth to a trace of immortal spirit.

The leader of the Blood God Sect, the ninth level of the golden elixir, Jiang Yichuan, died.

The Blood God Sword wailed, fell down, and stuck on an outer peak. The outer peak, with a continuous rumbling sound, directly split into two halves, turning into two isolated peaks.

On the other side.

Feng Wusheng, who had just exhausted Mu Jianxu to death, turned around and fled without saying a word. His speed was faster than Jiang Yichuan.

While escaping, he saw Jiang Yichuan being crushed to death, and his soul was shaken. He did not hesitate. With a roll of his consciousness, he saw the second and fourth deputy sect masters of Tianhun Sect, one in the early Jindan stage and the other in the middle Jindan stage. The eyes of these two cultivators darkened, and then, like puppets, they rushed forward without hesitation and blocked behind Feng Wusheng.

Then, they directly exploded, and their magic weapons, souls, and bodies all turned into terrifying destructive energy and rushed towards Yuan Shun.

These two deputy sect masters had been planted with restrictions in their souls by Feng Wusheng without knowing it. At this moment, when it was a matter of life and death, he could not hold back.

At this moment.

In the void, the alchemy furnace sucked in the two Jindan stage cultivators who were in the process of self-explosion and put them into the alchemy furnace.

Dong Dong Dong.

Their self-explosion turned into a continuous dull sound in the alchemy furnace.

Feng Wusheng, taking advantage of this moment, had already escaped several thousand meters away. It was unknown what secret technique he had activated, and his speed was even faster. Wherever his figure passed, there were sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Yuan Shun did not chase him, but looked around for the first time.

At this moment, Xuandan Sect was in a different scene. The nine inner peaks were still intact, and the more than 100 outer peaks, four of which were sunk, one was tilted and about to fall, three were destroyed by magic weapons, and one was cracked, either in a fiery hell, or with ghosts rampant, or destroyed by a sea of ​​blood.

The Xuandan Sect cultivators suffered even more casualties.

Among the people hanging in the air, there was only one Jindan-stage cultivator, Zhuge Wuyou, and there were only a few foundation-building cultivators.

After a glance, he already knew the details, and his face sank.

"You all deserve to die."

Yuan Shun, who always had a gentle face, couldn't help but show a raging anger at this moment.

The alchemy furnace suspended in the air seemed to have sensed the anger of its master, and suddenly opened it. The Xuanyuan Six Ding Divine Fire had already poured out. Wherever this divine fire passed, all the cultivators, their bodies, souls, magic tools, and even magic treasures, were all melted.

"It's Yuan Shun."

"Oh no, he has broken through to become a Yuanying."

"Run away, damn it, didn't they say he was seriously injured?"

"It's over."

"Run, run, run..."

At this time, the cultivators in the sky came back to their senses from the shocking scene just now.

The leader of the Blood God Sect, Jiang Yichuan, was suppressed to death, the leader of the Heavenly Soul Sect escaped, and the second and fourth deputy leaders of the Heavenly Soul Sect exploded and died.

This turn of events happened too quickly, and the foundation-building cultivators except the Jindan cultivators were completely stunned. When they came to their senses, their hair stood on end, and they were already fleeing for their lives.

However, it was useless.

Under the heavenly tribulation, the power of the Supreme Xuanyuan Bagua Furnace, which had transformed into a half-step spiritual treasure, was beyond the imagination of ordinary foundation-building cultivators. Even more than half of the dozen Jindan cultivators were instantly drawn into the divine fire.

In less than ten breaths, there were no more enemies in the sky. Only seven Jindan cultivators and a small number of foundation-building cultivators on the outermost periphery escaped.

Yuan Shun waved his hand gently and held the furnace in his hand. The purple furnace and Yuan Shun, who stood in the void, became the focus of the entire Xuandan Sect at this moment.

Then, he stepped forward and chased after them.

In the back mountain, Han Yi, who had already stepped into the forest, also saw this scene.

He was in a state of mind with only one emotion.

Ecstasy.

Xuandan Sect did not need to be destroyed, he did not need to become a casual cultivator, and he did not need to worry about being hunted down by the Blood God Sect and the Heavenly Soul Sect. This was the reason for his ecstasy.

He walked out of the forest, his sight fell on the chaos of the inner and outer peaks, and without stopping, he flew on his sword and rushed to the inner peak.

At this moment.

On the inner and outer peaks of Xuandan Sect, the fighting between the Qi training period continued. It was not accurate to say that the fighting was going on. It should be said that the invading cultivators wanted to escape, and the disciples of Xuandan Sect were biting the other party tightly.

Han Yi flew his sword and joined in, like a wolf into a flock of sheep. Under the Qingping Sword, there was no enemy. Even a legendary Qi training was beheaded by him with one sword.

At this moment, there was no rule that the foundation-building period was not allowed to attack the Qi training period. The sect was about to be destroyed, so who would care about these? If he hesitated for a moment, many disciples of Xuandan Sect would be killed.

In an instant, murderous aura filled the sky. Chasing, escaping, and killing were staged one after another, from inside the Xuandan Sect to outside the Xuandan Sect, and all the way to the five major immortal cities.

Han Yi did not chase down the mountain. When he reached the foot of Xuandan Mountain, he flew back to the sect on his sword.

He hovered in the sky, looking at the Xuandan Sect at this moment, and his anger was still hard to extinguish. After a long time, he sighed.

"This is the misfortune of the Xuandan Sect, but it is also a blessing in disguise."

At this moment.

Yuan Shun also returned. He had just chased several escaped Jindan cultivators. At this moment, he returned, and a few more karmic fires were added to the Tai Shang Xuan Yuan Bagua Furnace.

Seeing Han Yi, he nodded to Han Yi, and without saying a word, he fell back into the Xuandan Peak.

Han Yi returned a salute, raised his head, and saw Yuan Shun falling into the Xuandan Peak, but his face was stern.

Yuan Shun's face just now was a little wrong.

This was not something he could see with the Qi-gazing Technique. With Yuan Shun's level, even if he used the Qi-gazing Technique, it would be futile. This was purely his intuition.

Could it be that Yuan Shun was injured during the pursuit just now?

This was not impossible. Although Yuan Shun was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, he was also a new Nascent Soul stage. After surviving the heavenly tribulation, he killed many Jindan stage people. There might be some unknown price in this.

Han Yi floated in the void and swept across the devastated Xuandan Sect. He did not relax at all, but added a new sense of urgency.

Seeing that the war was over, the post-war affairs that followed would definitely be cumbersome. Han Yi simply flew directly to Qinglong Peak and returned to the courtyard.

Fortunately, the courtyard was not destroyed, but the formation that came with the courtyard could no longer be used because the Zhoutian Xuangang Formation was destroyed.

Han Yi set up his own formation and stepped into the quiet room.

Then, a feeling of fatigue came, not physically, but mentally.