The myth of crossing the heavens

Du Yu shuddered, his expression became extremely gloomy.

"The Great Heavenly Tribulation this time is even more terrifying than the last Great Heavenly Tribulation that Senior Mo survived. It must be a senior Mahayana existence."

Long Huaizhen and his complexion turned pale at the same time.

Being involved in the great catastrophe of monks in the Mahayana period, the lives of these small fit monks are not enough.

At this moment, they have sensed that the catastrophe is coming, and their catastrophe will begin immediately.

Not only them, everyone in the Pioneering Legion was engulfed by the catastrophe.

Don't look at the strength of the Pioneering Legion, this wave will probably be completely wiped out.

"If we all die here..."

Du Yu murmured: "The Pioneering Legion gathers the elites of the human race and the demon race. If they all fall, the vitality of the two races will be greatly injured, and it will be difficult to cope with the attacks of other races."

All the monks changed their colors, and a thought came to their hearts unconsciously.

The [-] alien races were defeated, and they all retreated after blood spilled into the sky.

Mo Jianli sighed and said, "I just hope that Fellow Daoist Taiyi can find a way to avoid the catastrophe."

Mo Jianli interjected: "It's hard to say what kind of benefits those tribes have promised it, such as giving some kind of treasures to pass on to the younger generations or taking care of the tribe after it dies, so it will benefit it."

Ao Xiao said coldly: "Damn it!"

"Hahaha……"

As for the elimination of the great catastrophe of the Mahayana period, they dare not think too much about it.

In order not to be discovered by outsiders.

The dragon scales are as bright as a mirror, the dragon horns are as simple as heavenly pillars, the dragon teeth are as sharp as divine weapons, and the dragon eyes are as deep as the void...

The catastrophe has not yet officially begun, and thunderbolts overflow from the catastrophe clouds, like dragons.

An ambush man with messy black horns on his head sneered and said, "Little brats of the human race, today is your day of death. Under the catastrophe, all beings are equal and must die!"

The current Great Heavenly Tribulation is already terrifying enough. If two Mahayana periods are added, the power of the Great Heavenly Tribulation will be multiplied and multiplied several times.

"Gather together and form an formation, just defend, and the matter of the catastrophe will be handled by the poor."

"The pavilion master is an expert in crossing the catastrophe, and it's not like you don't know it."

"How dare you call yourself a fellow Taoist in front of me? Why don't you kneel down for me!"

"Certainly not."

It has been a long time since Taiyi Daoist has helped people overcome tribulations, and there are many successful cases.

The hearts of all the cultivators moved, and a lot of confidence suddenly arose.

Another ambusher laughed, his face full of sarcasm: "You are such a fool, we are all old people who cannot survive the catastrophe, and it is too cost-effective to exchange us for the elites of your two races."

"Old man, I think you are an old birthday star who hanged himself and didn't want to live!"

He is self-aware, and he planned to take the opportunity to deal with some enemies he had never seen before when he went out this time.

Yi Qingchen pretended not to be aware of it, but his face darkened: "A beg for help is like a beg for help. You old worm is just a dead bone in a tomb. You dare to run rampant in front of me. You don't know what to do. Now kneel down Admit your mistake, I still have three points of compassion, otherwise I will make you die and the Manchus will be wiped out."

The complexions of the cultivators of the Pioneering Legion changed again.

The silver dragon lowered its head and set off a mighty hurricane when it spoke.

After he finished speaking, he added another sentence.

During the Yaozu integration period, Lu Yaolu Fang's spiritual consciousness swept across the team, and said sternly: "Shameless thieves, you can't escape even if we die, at worst, we will die together!"

A single ethnic group can't do it, but others can unite.

At that time, no one can get through.

Yi Qingchen whispered: "I didn't hear that there is a Mahayana stage dragon nearby. Could it be that it is specially looking for my bad luck?"

Yi Qingchen gave an order, got up and came to the void, and used his spiritual eyes to look in the middle of Jieyun.

Unite the weak against the strong and kill the arrogance of heaven.

Smaller than Silver Dragon, but not much smaller.

He is too good, and the foreign races around him will definitely not be able to tolerate him.

Ao Xiao's face was as cold as ice, and he said calmly: "This thief must be a helper invited by those clans, probably because he knows he won't survive the catastrophe and wants to force fellow Taoist Taiyi to help him overcome the catastrophe."

Seeing that something was wrong, Long Huaizhen quickly released his consciousness to ventilate with everyone and the demon.

There was a huge figure rolling up from the ground, revealing a scale and a half claw.

They secretly protected the pioneering army, separated by tens of thousands of miles.

Outside the land shrouded in catastrophe, Ao Xiao and Mo Jianli appeared with extremely ugly expressions.

Yinlong shouted sharply, and the sound of dragon chant suppressed Yi Qingchen's mind.

"The human race is too easy?"

Who would have thought to find such a terrifying scene, they dare not approach at all, so how can they talk about helping?

A series of multicolored rays of light flowed, and the giant swords of thousands of feet and ten thousand feet condensed one after another, attacking wantonly.

There are only two or three of each race, even if they all die here, it will not have a big impact on the race.

"Bold!"

Either kill him, or directly destroy the two races of humans and demons.

"Shut up, the old man is honored by the pavilion master's life, even if he pays him his life, he won't blame anyone."

Mo Jianli whispered: "This dragon's cultivation has reached the peak of the early stage of Mahayana and is about to break through the middle stage. The Mahayana of the surrounding ethnic groups are all in the early stage of Mahayana, and there is no such existence. Could it be that they happened to meet?"

Yinlong's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

"Who is this guy?"

Yi Qingchen's consciousness came in time to calm everyone's panic.

Its body is tens of thousands of feet long, almost occupying Yi Qingchen's entire field of vision.

Taoist Taiyi led a large army into the wild world, a little reckless... stupid.

They are all common methods used by major forces.

"Surround my fleet with a catastrophe, and pull everyone into the catastrophe. There are not many choices left for me. Either eliminate the catastrophe and help it overcome the catastrophe, or suffer heavy casualties from the catastrophe, no matter which one is for them It's all beneficial."

Maybe this time too.

Only then did I realize that it was not a coincidence that people crossed the catastrophe, but deliberately used the catastrophe to deal with them.

For many years, no one has ever dared to flaunt it in front of it.

At this moment, under the robbery cloud, the flying boats of the pioneering army have become one.

I just don't know how many enemies are there?

It used supernatural powers, and the dragon's chant contained the power to attack the primordial spirit.

Yi Qingchen used her spiritual eyes to look into the void, searching for possible ambush hands.

Yi Qingchen changed his mind and had roughly figured out the opponent's plan.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

Yi Qingchen nodded politely, and saluted with one hand: "It's the poor Taoist. I don't know how to call you? Why ambushed the poor Taoist?"

Someone whispered: "I just said that I shouldn't come out..."

Besides, they are not the same race at all.

The hearts of many monks at the fusion stage were chilled, and fear appeared in many people's eyes.

"Flood Dragon?"

Although it is not a real dragon, it is almost pure blood, and it is a transformed dragon.

Everyone hurriedly mobilized the airship to connect to resist the attack of the sixteen fit monks.

In the sky are increasingly larger and thicker clouds of calamity, and the thunder of calamity is ready to go.

Although the two were in a hurry, there was nothing they could do.

"If you can get through the unexpected joy, if you can't, you won't suffer."

The flying boats bloom with aura and connect with each other to form an ocean of aura.

"Don't talk nonsense with them, I have already informed the pavilion master, everyone gathers the formation defense, and the pavilion master will deal with the catastrophe."

Not to mention such extremely mean cursing and cursing, it is clearly regarded as a cat or a dog.

Lao Tzu is a dragon!

The silver dragon was furious, ignoring the imminent catastrophe for a moment, roared and slashed at Yi Qingchen with its tail.

Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm still more than ten minutes late.

Also, thanks to book friend Xiao Lisheng for the reward, I am a few days late.