Make cards, I am your ancestor!

Shennong lowered his head, his image is somewhat simple.

After all, in myths and legends, his image is destined not to be exaggerated.

Wen Jiang is in human form, and Shennong is dressed in plain linen—there may have been no linen at the time, but that doesn't matter.

Behind Shennong, there is also a medicine basket on his back, and a medicine hoe in his hand.

He looked like the peasants you saw everywhere in the olden days.

In the medicine basket, there were also some strange plants shining brightly.

This is the first SSR card that Wenjiang produced in three months. Although he has suffered a bit, it doesn't matter. Compared with Dujie, this is nothing.

Everything is not over yet, if today's crossing tribulation can pass, it will be Jiang's avenue of stars.

The thunder catastrophe in the sky has already appeared. Compared with the one in the imperial city, it is really nothing.

Hundreds of miles around are shrouded in a mass of thick black clouds, which press down on the sky and swirl from within, making people feel breathless just by looking at it.

The strong wind had already begun to howl, anyone in Salem Cemetery could see this scene as long as they were not blind.

But they can't get close to the center of the vortex. When the thunder disaster starts, it will automatically block others from entering. This is to prevent people from hindering or helping Jiang Dujie to the greatest extent.

Of course, Heavenly Tribulation will not stop anyone who forcibly breaks in and seeks death.

Heavenly Tribulation has no thoughts, it exists to test Wen Jiang, and everything that happens in it is a test for her.

The first thunder light had already formed faintly, and a ray of light emerged from the dark cage formed by the dark clouds, but it was not salvation.

Her abilities are still there, and the only thing that is suppressed is the ability to tear space. In fact, it can be used forcibly, but Heavenly Tribulation can directly chase and split.

As soon as Lei Jie's coercion was shown, Wen Jiang was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe. This power was much greater than when the Blood Emperor came.

Wen Jiang is not the first time to cross the catastrophe, but she always feels a little strange this time.

It was slightly weaker than the few times she felt the strongest, but stronger than the few times she felt weak.

I don't know if it has something to do with the weird card energy in this world.

The blood emperor in the distance is still watching. After the SSR card is successfully completed, Wen Jiang's body has been strengthened countless times, and now she can already see the scenery thousands of meters away.

The one who moved earlier than the Heavenly Tribulation was the Blood Emperor.

"Crack-"

The cherry blossom tree bloomed suddenly from the ground, Wen Jiang's forehead twitched, and her perception of danger was also suppressed by the catastrophe, because now the catastrophe is airtight, she feels dangerous no matter where she looks.

She had a slow reaction to the Blood Emperor's surprise attack.

It was Shennong who came down with a hoe, and the previously sharp cherry tree was split in half by Shennong's hoe.

The sharp flower branches fell in Wen Jiang's direction, and the branches that bloomed earlier couldn't dodge and cut half of her arm.

Blood flowed down the left arm, bright red and dazzling.

Now even the ability to recover is weakening.

Wen Jiang's eyes twitched, and he looked at the blood emperor in the distance, also with a cold look.

"Helena..."

Amidst the rolling thunder, the blood emperor's originally gentle tone also became a little gloomy.

He didn't realize what Helena was doing right under his nose.

In other words, he simply didn't know what was going on right now.

In the dark cloud above his head, something huge was brewing, and even the blood emperor felt a sense of crisis.

This has never happened since he became a UR-level spirit card master.

Could it be that Helena researched something?

He stared at Helena in the center of the dark cloud, and a strong fear rose in his heart.

At this time, the change in Salem Cemetery also caused many shocks.

This was a huge momentum that had never been seen before. The entire Cemetery of Salem was shrouded in a huge thundercloud. It was so dark that it felt suffocating. Just standing on the periphery seemed to have glimpsed the end of the day.

"what happened?"

"Fuck, maybe there's going to be another accident in Salem City?"

The city of Salem was still undergoing reconstruction work at this time, and the eyelids of those who worked diligently saw this scene, their eyelids twitched, and they suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Will their reconstruction work during this period be wasted?
There, only the naked eye can see, something terrible is about to come.

There are also many undercover agents in the Cemetery of Salem, as well as the monitors placed by other empires, and they were quickly monitored.

In an instant, the scene of Salem Cemetery was broadcast live to everyone in the world.

It was even more serious than the last SSR card battle, and I could feel the desperation and depression through the screen, as if the end of the world was approaching.

The audience who watched the video were stunned, and so were the people from other empires.

Those UR-level spirit card masters who had stayed out of the matter were all shocked.

"With such a big momentum, what kind of card is this?"

"Is it a new card? Is it really a new card?"

Isaac Vieri, the National Treasure-level UR Spirit Card Master of the Frost Moon Empire, was sitting on a recliner at this moment. At this moment, he smelled a breath from the far east.

It was a kind of life... a life he had never seen before.

He stood up immediately.

His still clear eyes looked at the far east, he pursed his lips, but his eyes gradually leaked with excitement: "That... that is..."

Is that the truth he is looking for, or, vitality?
He is old.

Even a Spirit Card Master, at an old age, can't resist when it's time to die.

This may be the only fair place in the sky.

As long as you are a person, when you get old, you have to leave after all.

Isaac felt that he had already stolen a lot of time. As a Spirit Card Master, he was in good health. Even though he had reached 129, he was definitely old in the eyes of outsiders.

He lived a century, which is enviable, long enough.

His deadline is approaching, and he has a perception in the dark.

But he was always unwilling. Before that, perhaps because he had lived long enough, he spied something.

Hidden in the dark, dormant secrets.

The buried past that perhaps never really died.

It was always unsettling, and made him feel uneasy about the world.

Because of the unknown death, he no longer dared to go out, and he no longer even summoned cards. He felt that what those card spirits consumed when they existed was no longer his spiritual power, but his lifespan.

God knows, as the world's number one spirit card master, Isaac can no longer summon cards. What an ironic result.

But today, he finally saw something different from the rest of his muddy life.

"I……"

Excited, he called his assistant and said hurriedly, "Arrange immediately, I'm going to the East...Salon Cemetery? Go to Yunxia first, and go around there."