Chapter 448: Disaster

"This..."

"What's going on?"

"The Taoist priest has withdrawn his magical powers!"

"What did you blow up?"

In the live broadcast room, everyone was stunned and speechless.

On the screen, the Taoist priest set up the altar, stepped on the steps, cast spells and chanted incantations, summoned the sky-wide calamity clouds, and scared away the thousands of thunderbolts.

"Boom boom boom!"

The thousands of thunderbolts split the sky and fell, as if the sky was angry, and blasted into the void. Suddenly, the void was shattered, and a cave paradise appeared.

In the cave paradise, there are pavilions, palaces and temples, misty clouds, and the atmosphere of immortals.

But such a fairyland is now under calamity. Ten thousand thunderbolts bombarded the mountain gate, causing the heavy formations to collapse, the prohibitions to collapse, the pavilions to catch fire, the palaces to collapse, and countless angry voices to echo.

"Who is this demon who dares to harm Fulong Mountain?"

With just one angry shout, a man flew into the sky, looking at the altar on the top of the mountain outside the blessed land, and the Taoist who was casting a spell on the altar. His eyes were filled with anger and hatred.

Hate, hate, hate this man, who ruined his sect's plan and cut off the lifeblood of his blessed land!

After the ancient times, immortals and gods disappeared, and the spiritual energy in the world suddenly became worse day by day. Countless cultivators felt desperate and had to go with the flow, using the cave method to trap the Yuan Ling of heaven and earth to continue their cultivation.

Everyone knows that this kind of cultivation method is like drinking poison to quench thirst. The status of this world is extraordinary, and the way of heaven is not false, but a manifestation of reality. Every drink and every bite has a fixed number. Cause and effect cycle will inevitably have retribution.

The cultivator asked, between good and bad times, taking away the fortune of heaven and earth, invading the mysteries of the sun and the moon, there is already a catastrophe to go through. If you practice this cave heaven method, thinning the world and fattening yourself, the cause and effect will be more involved, and the catastrophe will inevitably deepen, from the 49th heavenly catastrophe to the 99th heavenly catastrophe, and even the catastrophe of heavenly punishment is possible.

With such an approach and such a catastrophe, what else is it but drinking poison to quench thirst?

But this dilemma is not unsolvable, there is a ray of hope to reverse fate, that is merit!

The merit of slaying demons, the merit of saving the world!

On the night of the red moon, the demon from outside the domain!

Originally, his Fulongshan ancestor had already calculated that he would use this last fifty years to try his best to send his descendants into the world, slay demons and eliminate demons, and use this merit to eliminate cause and effect, and then follow the trend to enter the world of the blessed land.

In this way, there is a chance of survival in the catastrophe, from ten deaths to nine deaths, plus the various secret techniques of surviving the catastrophe that they painstakingly collected back then, as long as they are operated properly, there is hope to survive this catastrophe.

But now the hope is shattered!

Before the deadline, before the merits are complete, a demon interferes and the calamity falls ahead of time.

The sect's plan is ruined.

The hope of survival is cut off.

How can people not hate it?

"Demon, die!"

The Taoist roared, flew out of the blessed land with a light, and headed straight for the Jiuyi High Altar.

At this point, hatred is useless.

It's not too late to mend the fence after the sheep have been lost.

The heaven's way is destructive, and the calamity has come ahead of time. It must be related to this person. If he can be killed and the altar ritual can be destroyed, things may turn around.

With this idea in mind, the Taoist, the leader of the Fulong Sect, rushed out of the gate of the blessed land with a light.

However...

"Boom!"

As soon as the light left the blessed land, thunder and clouds rolled in the sky, turning into a calamity for the cultivators.

Heavenly tribulation, heavenly tribulation!

Follow the way to be ordinary, go against the way to be immortal, cultivate immortality and ask for the way, go against the will of heaven, and there will be a test of tribulation.

The cultivation of the Nascent Soul of the Fulong Sect Master has reached the minimum standard of the Heavenly Tribulation, but he has been hiding in the blessed land, pushing the Nascent Soul Tribulation again and again, making the cause and effect worse and more severe.

As a result, now, as soon as he leaves the blessed land, the way of heaven will feel it, and the tribulation cloud will form immediately.

"This tribulation cloud..."

"Is it..."

"Sixty-nine Heavenly Tribulation?"

"Or is it ninety-nine Heavenly Tribulation?"

Seeing the tribulation clouds gather, like a whirlpool twisting, revealing a trace of destruction, everyone in the live broadcast room was shocked, and the cultivators were even more shocked.

There are a number of Heavenly Tribulation, ninety-nine levels.

For ordinary cultivators, it is already difficult and dangerous to survive a forty-nine Heavenly Tribulation, not to mention sixty-nine Heavenly Tribulation or even the extreme number of ninety-nine Heavenly Tribulation.

Apart from those peerless geniuses with Dao-bodied immortal fetuses, who can survive such an extreme calamity?

Is Fu Long Sect Master a Dao-bodied immortal fetus?

Obviously not!

He is just an ordinary Yuan Ying of the righteous Dao.

So much so that...

"Boom!!!"

The light that rushed out of the gate of the blessed land was directly hit by a thunderbolt. Suddenly, the brilliant light scattered, revealing the figure of the cultivator, who hurriedly increased his magic power and even sacrificed the spiritual treasure, hanging it high above the head to resist the thunderbolt.

"Boom boom boom!"

However, the nine-nine-fold calamity is not ordinary. After passing one, there is another eight-fold calamity. The mighty thunder roars down.

"Fu Long Yin!"

The pupils of Fu Long Sect Master shrank. Regardless of the consequences, he increased his magic power at all costs. The spiritual treasure on the top of his head transformed into nine dragon shadows, protecting his whole body.

However...

"Boom!!!"

Nine layers of heavenly thunder fell in an instant, and the nine dragon shadows also collapsed in an instant, and they turned into ashes before they could even wail.

The leader of the Fulong Sect, a great cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage - died!

A great cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage was reduced to ashes, and the Fulong spiritual treasure was not preserved.

This shows the power of the heavenly tribulation.

This is just the beginning. The leader of the Fulong Sect died, but the tribulation cloud did not dissipate, but became more and more intense.

"Boom boom!"

The thunder roared and shook the sky and the earth, and exploded into the gate of Fulong Mountain, turning pavilions, palaces and temples into ruins.

"Bang!!!"

At this moment, three lights and shadows exploded in the ancestral hall. They were actually coffins, cast from black ice, and the bodies of cultivators could be seen inside.

"That is..."

"The Third Ancestor of Fulong?"

"The Old Ancestor Fanxu of Fulong Mountain?"

"Sure enough, he used the Mysterious Coffin Secret Method!"

Three Mysterious Ice Coffins rushed out of the Patriarch's Hall and then exploded, revealing the people inside.

They were three great cultivators of Fanxu.

"Ancestor!"

"What should we do?"

The Third Ancestor of Fulong had just broken out of the coffin when he saw the cultivators from all directions rushing in in a panic.

The three cultivators looked at the sky with cold eyes, only to see the calamity clouds getting more and more intense. Under the clouds, the high altar stood up to the sky, and the Taoist priests under the altar looked coldly.

There is no need to say more at the critical moment of life and death!

"Fulong Mountain disciples, listen to my order. All those below the Nascent Soul stage, come out of the mountain, kill this monster, and protect our sect!"

The three Fulong cultivators made a prompt decision, each of them took action to maintain the formation, supporting the blessed land to resist the thunder, and then ordered their disciples to take action and kill towards the Jiuyi High Altar.

The accumulation of karma and the increase of calamity have reached an unbearable situation. The experience of the Fulong Sect Master just now is proof that he did not have the heaven-defying talent of the Taoist body immortal fetus, but he attracted the nine-nine heavenly calamities that even the Taoist body immortal fetus could not survive steadily. It can be seen how much the calamity has deepened.

This is still the Fulong Sect Master, a big housekeeper, who suffered such a calamity.

What about the three of them?

Fanxu Daxiu, the founder of the sect, and the creator of the Fulong Mountain blessed land, the karma is so heavy that not only the nine-nine heavenly calamities, but also the destruction of the heavenly punishment is possible.

Therefore, they dare not leave the mountain, and they can only send their disciples out.

"Respect the order of the ancestor!"

"Everyone follow me and kill this monster!"

Hearing the words of the third ancestor of Fulong, a disciple immediately stood up and drove the magic weapon out of the mountain gate.

The resources of the cave paradise are limited, so the inheritance of the sect has always been about quality rather than quantity.

Fulong Mountain is no exception. There are less than a hundred disciples in the sect, but all of them are elites. There are more than ten Yuanying and Huashen, and there are dozens of Jindan and foundation building below Yuanying.

In addition to the three ancestors, the great cultivators of returning to the void, it is more than enough to let them go out to dominate the blue star.

Unfortunately, they dare not go out.

Only dozens of Jindan, foundation building, and even Qi training disciples risked their lives to attack the high altar.

"Hiss!!!"

Even so, such a lineup also made the cultivators in the live broadcast room gasp.

Dozens of cultivators, Jindan foundation building, and disciples of the ancient sect, with such a large crowd, ordinary Yuanying may have to avoid their edge.

What is his cultivation level, can he resist?

As soon as this question arose, I saw...

"There is no two suns in the sky to determine the universe, and there is no two ways to divide yin and yang!"

"Nine instruments control the sky, and the way is infinite!"

"Come!!!"

The Taoist was seen casting spells, following the will of heaven and responding to people, and weighing the way.

Suddenly...

"Boom!"

The thunder of the sky was like a pillar, piercing down and hitting the Taoist.

Luotian Dajiao, Xuanyuan Shengfa, Nine Instruments Control the Way!

Fu Long Sanxiu was not wrong. If the way of heaven was running normally, they would indeed have decades to gain merit and eliminate the disaster.

But now the way of heaven is not running normally, and someone has used the "back door" to mobilize the authority of heaven and earth.

No, it cannot be said to be a mobilization. With his current cultivation, how can he have the ability to mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

He just followed the trend and gave it a push!

This is not a difficult task for him who has achieved the great success of the Heavenly Sword and practiced the Xuanyuan Shengfa.

Build the Nine-Ritual Altar, hold the Luotian Grand Ceremony, and send a letter to the heavens to make this happen, trigger the heavenly calamity, and destroy the gate of the blessed land.

But that's it.

This is not the world of Taoism. There is no method of using the false to cultivate the true spirit, and there is no massive spiritual object to support it. This Luotian Grand Ceremony has no power at all, it is just a channel for "telling tales".

Luotian Grand Ceremony is unable to bless him. How can he, who has just entered the foundation-building stage, deal with the desperate counterattack of dozens of Fulongshan disciples?

Of course...

"Boom!!!"

The thunder of the sky hits him, the Taoism increases his strength, and the real person turns into the Thunder Lord again, and descends into the mortal world.

"Thunder God, help me!"

"You come up with this trick again!"

"Are you a lightning rod that has become a spirit?"

"Tell me the truth, are you the illegitimate child of the Heavenly Dao?"

"Player Shi Jian used the ultimate skill: True Heavenly Thunder Initiation, mana +10000%. Magic damage +10000%, attack with Heavenly Thunder effect, damage to evil creatures +100000%"

Seeing the Thunder God reappear, in the live broadcast room, although everyone was horrified, they could still make some jokes.

But at the scene...

"Hiss!"

Dozens of Fulong disciples, including a group of Jindan, gasped.

Thunder Cultivator!

Thunder Cultivator who connects the sky to draw thunder and initiation!

Such a strong man, not to mention Jindan, even Yuanying may not dare to fight.

Everyone was afraid, but the eyes of the ancestors behind them were pressing, and there were also means such as life cards to restrict them, allowing them to advance but not retreat, and allowing them to fight but not escape.

Everyone had no choice but to grit their teeth and stand up to kill.

"Demon, give up!"

A Jindan shouted, and the magic weapon came violently, which was a seal with a fire dragon coiled around it.

Lihuo Fulong Seal!

The seal treasure is extremely powerful, and it is also of the element of fire and earth. A seal flew into the air, like a meteorite falling from the sky.

However...

The Taoist raised his hand and punched hard.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, lightning and thunder flashed, and the dragon ran away in shock, causing the flying fire meteor to explode in the air. The body of the master was affected, and the magic power rebounded, and blood spurted back.

"Hiss!"

"Third Uncle!"

"One punch to defeat the golden elixir?"

Although they were mentally prepared, seeing this situation, everyone in Fulong Mountain still lost their voices.

The Taoist didn't care, and thundered into the crowd, sweeping away violently.

Plowing the courtyard and sweeping the acupoints!

"Boom boom boom!"

"Form a battle formation!"

"Ah!!!"

There was only thunder rumbling and bursts of explosions. Dozens of Fulongshan disciples, with golden elixir foundations and magic weapons, could not stop the momentum of one person. Thunder was scared away, wailing was everywhere, and even powder was scattered.

"This...!"

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, the three ancestors of Fulong and a group of Nascent Souls in the Fulongshan blessed land that was struggling to maintain all turned pale.

They knew that this person was extraordinary, but they didn't expect it to be so bad that they didn't even have the opportunity to form a battle formation.

If it continues like this, these disciples will surely die, and they and Fulongshan will also surely die.

"How dare you be so arrogant!"

Finally, a Nascent Soul couldn't hold back and sacrificed a top-notch magic treasure, rushing out of the mountain gate like a fire dragon.

"Boom!!!"

As soon as the fire dragon came out of the mountain gate, the thunder shook the universe, smashing the fire dragon into powder, and the top spiritual treasure was destroyed.

"Puff!!!"

The spiritual treasure of the natal spirit was destroyed, and the cultivator was severely injured. A mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing all over his body.

"Second brother?"

"Not good!"

Seeing this, everyone wanted to help, but saw the thunder and lightning blasting into the mountain gate. It was a chain reaction. This crumbling Fulong Mountain blessed land has reached the last moment.

"At this point, there is no other way!"

"Let it be, let's give it a try!"

Seeing this scene, the fire in the eyes of the three Fulong cultivators finally extinguished, and each chose a side and flew out.

"Boom boom!"

As the three of them left the blessed land, they heard thunder roaring, clouds of disaster swirling, purple lightning spewing out, and something faintly emerged inside. It was actually a purple crystal pupil, the eyelids closed, twitching slightly, spewing out boundless destruction.

"Heavenly punishment!"

Seeing this scene, the three Fulong cultivators were all desperate.

After despair, there was madness. The three cultivators stood on their own sides, ready to resist the heavenly calamity.

Not only the three cultivators, but also a group of Nascent Souls and Gods in the blessed land flew out, each welcoming their own calamity.

At this point, there was no other way. The blessed land could not be maintained. Either they sacrificed themselves to survive the calamity and seek a ray of life, or they sat and waited for death and were buried with this blessed land.

They chose the former, sacrificed themselves to survive the calamity and survived from death.

On the other side...

"Ah!"

"Go!"

The thunder raged, shattering the battle formation. The Fulong disciples could no longer withstand it, and their fighting spirit collapsed. The remaining soldiers and generals scattered like birds and beasts.

Xu Yang was merciless. With a burst of thunder in his hand, the remaining soldiers and generals were shocked and ran away in all directions, sweeping all the people.

The remaining soldiers and generals could not avoid it at all, and were hit by the thunder and fell to the ground in the air.

But they just fell down. Although their bodies were charred and twitching, they did not turn into powder like their predecessors.

Xu Yang stopped and turned back to watch the result of the disaster.

In fact, there is no need to wait and see. How many people can survive under the punishment of heaven?

I saw the purple crystal pupils, opened a ray of eyes, indifferent and indifferent, looking down at the world.

Then...

"Boom!!!"

The punishment of heaven was annihilated, the purple thunder roared, there was no wailing, and it turned into ashes.

Fulong Mountain - dead!