I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 411 The Three Tribulations of Moko
"What's this??"

Huang Mao took the three pieces of yellow paper together and suddenly saw the three pieces of yellow paper suddenly burning.

Huang Mao was startled when he saw this and quickly threw the thing away.

In the ashes, golden runes formed unknown characters, forming a golden light that shot straight into the sky of the arena.

"What the hell??"

Huang Mao looked at the strange fonts and didn't know what they were. But when he tried to touch these golden words, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

As a cursed body, Huang Mao actually felt like he was covered in hair.

You must know that Huang Mao has never felt like this even when faced with many rules formed by strange forces.

But now he has a sense of crisis that if he touches it, he will die immediately.

"Damn it, this guy fucked me up again!"

Sensing something bad, Huang Mao immediately turned around and ran away. He didn't know where he was going, but as long as he was as far away from this golden light as possible.

However, what made Huang Mao's body stand on end was that when he turned around, he discovered that the golden light was chasing after him, and the golden light was getting bigger and bigger.

At this time, Huang Mao's scalp was really numb, his heart was beating like a drum, and his legs were almost uncontrollable, but his survival instinct drove him to run forward as hard as he could.

Not long after, the sky of the entire arena was dyed golden by the golden light, as if the entire space was enveloped in this mysterious atmosphere.

I saw that the sky was covered with wisps of golden lines, and there seemed to be unknown mysterious textures flickering above the clouds.

Such a vision naturally attracted the attention of many people, but no one knew what it was.

"Master, why did the sky turn golden today?"

"I don't know? Maybe it's Xiangrui?"

Everyone has never seen such a situation, and they have never heard of such a vision during the Qing Dian Festival.

"Perhaps the bets on the Green Dian Festival were relatively large this time, which caused the strange phenomenon?"

Someone carefully speculated.

But this reason is not tenable.

Because there has never been such a precedent.

Elderly monks gathered together, their expressions looking particularly serious. One of them, an old man who looked quite prestigious, had his brows furrowed as if he was remembering something.

"I have seen similar records of this golden light in ancient books," the old man said slowly, with a hint of trembling in his voice, "It was about the signs of gods coming to the world in ancient times."

The people around him couldn't help but take a breath after hearing this. The legends of ancient gods are so remote and mysterious to them that they are almost considered to be fictional stories.

"Is it true that a god is coming?" Someone whispered, unable to believe that such a thing would happen in their era.

"Impossible, the gods are no longer in this world. This is just a fluctuation of some ancient power." Another monk retorted, but his tone also revealed uncertainty.

At this moment, a young monk suddenly pointed to the golden patterns in the sky and exclaimed: "Look, those textures are changing!"

Everyone looked up and saw that the golden patterns began to flow slowly, as if they were alive. They gradually gathered together to form a huge vortex.

The center of the vortex emits a dazzling light that makes it impossible to look directly at it, and a powerful attraction emanates from it, seeming to swallow everything up.

Just when everyone was wondering, the entire arena trembled, and a huge sense of oppression tore from the sky and fell unprepared.

Just for a moment, everyone's hearts suddenly tightened.

It was as sudden as a hand grabbing his heart.

"No, this...is a calamity!!"

The headmaster of Yuxu Palace turned paler and looked at the clouds with a horrified expression.

The vibrations in the arena became more and more violent, as if the whole world was shaking. The huge sense of oppression made everyone feel unprecedented fear, as if an invisible force was approaching.

The twelve hosts who were still presiding over the coronation ceremony of the Qingyun List were also startled by this huge movement.

The leading host, whose voice was almost hoarse, screamed: "Moko's three calamities!!"

When several other hosts heard this, their faces turned dark under their masks.

They all yelled and cursed, wondering which idiot had actually caused Moko's three calamities here.

"Don't be stunned, hurry up, let everyone disperse, and end the Qing Dian Festival immediately!! Get out of here quickly."

The host at the head was also panicked. The three tribulations of Moko were a catastrophe that even the gods did not dare to touch easily.

With so many people in the arena, once the disaster strikes, everyone will be finished.

When the time comes, they, the managers of the arena, will inevitably be sent to the dragon scraping platform.

When several hosts heard this, they woke up as if from a dream, and hurriedly shouted for everyone to leave immediately. The rewards from the Qingyun List will be delayed and distributed to the major sects in the future.

Seeing the chaos in the hosts, everyone finally realized something was wrong, and they all got up and rushed to their sect's headquarters.

But an even more bizarre scene appeared.

When these people rose into the air and rushed out of the arena, their eyes suddenly blurred, and then they realized that they had appeared in a foggy and chaotic space.

"What's going on??" Some people were shocked when they looked at the world covered in fog in front of them.

Soon someone reacted, and one person exclaimed: "No, this is a strange place?"

Many people were furious when they heard the word "deceitful ground".

They have not entered the competitive world, how could this be a strange place? ?
"Impossible!! How can there be a treacherous place here? There is no treacherous place outside the arena."

Some people denied it on the spot, thinking that such a thing was impossible.

But soon, the man shut up, and he saw a twisted figure looming in front of him under the cover of thick fog. Its shape kept changing, as if it was composed of a group of constantly twisting black smoke. This figure seems to have no fixed outline, and every movement it makes is accompanied by a slight distortion of the surrounding air, like a ghost that should not exist in the real world.

On the surface of this figure, some strange lights flashed from time to time, and they seemed to come from the depths of the figure.

As the figure flashed, a low and unknown sound sounded. It was like the echo of distant thunder, but also seemed to be an incomprehensible language, full of mystery and ominousness. This voice whispers in everyone's ears, but it is difficult to capture its true source.

The people who heard the sound immediately couldn't help laughing wildly. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't stop laughing.

"Cunning God!!"

Everyone who saw this scene turned pale. They still couldn't believe that they were in a strange place.

"run!!"

Seeing sneaky shadows flashing in the distance, as if attracted by laughter, many people immediately realized that something was wrong and fled immediately.

It's just that there were so many people that it was a mess. Many people tried their best to clear the way, and all kinds of light-escape sword lights filled the surrounding space.

The funny thing is that before the Evil God killed anyone, many people died tragically at the hands of others.

"Hey, look, this is really interesting."

Mi Shen looked at this scene with a smile, looked sideways at Zhang Jun and said: "Moko's three tribulations, no wonder you are so calm, but this kind of catastrophe is useless to me. This is a catastrophe for the gods, and for the weird gods." The effect is not great." Zhang Jun frowned and stared at Mi Shen and Long Mu. He saw that Zuo Xiantong's body was disintegrating little by little, turning into pure essence and integrating into Long Mu's. physical body.

"I have a question."

He suddenly asked, "Once you come to this world, I will lose the ability to enter and leave the competitive world. What's the use of catching me?"

Regarding this issue, Mi Shen was not very worried, and did not even want to hide Zhang Jun's thoughts. He just looked Zhang Jun up and down and made an analogy using words that Zhang Jun could understand.

"Because you're a key, they can destroy the lock, but it's not difficult to make a new lock as long as you have the matching key."

Even if the entrance and exit for Zhang Jun to freely enter and exit the competitive world is closed, as long as Zhang Jun is in his hands, it is not difficult at all to reopen the door to the original world.

"What should I do? This guy doesn't seem to be afraid of Moko's three calamities?"

Zhang Jun was unsure and could only ask Xue Haitang.

"He's talking nonsense. It doesn't matter whether he is a ghost god or not in Moko's three tribulations. Once he enters Moko, he is just an ant. He is more panicked than you now!"

Xue Haitang is well aware of the horror of Moko's three tribulations, but she doesn't think Mi Shen can survive it.

"Then what should we do?"

Even Mi Shen may not be able to survive, and Zhang Jun has no confidence in his heart.

"Idiot, you don't need to survive the tribulation. You just need to kill this couple of bitches and come back directly. It doesn't matter if the world collapses or the earth falls apart, it has nothing to do with you."

"Too!"

Zhang Jun had the same idea, and his eyes looking at Long Mu became sharp.

"boom!!"

At this time, there was a muffled thunder in the vortex above the arena. Immediately afterwards, everyone felt their whole bodies trembling. They saw a hole torn open in the center of the vortex, and a dark black sun fell from the clouds. .

As the deep black sun set, the time and space of the entire arena seemed to freeze.

The black sun is different from the usual radiant light. It exudes an all-devouring darkness, as if it is the deepest point in the night sky, able to absorb the surrounding light and hope.

It descended slowly, the surrounding space began to distort, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell of burnt and sulfur. Strange lines flowed on the surface of the dark sun, like some ancient and evil language. Every time the lines flickered, an invisible wave spread.

"careful!"

Seeing the ripples sweeping towards him, Xue Haitang immediately spoke up to remind Zhang Jun that he had already used the Kunpeng Technique to dodge.

But he was still hit by the black ripples. In an instant, Zhang Jun felt as if a layer of skin had been peeled off his whole body.

The whole body's true energy was restless, and even the Jianyi Mountain began to crack with cracks.

"This game should be able to kill my cultivation level!!"

Zhang Jun's expression changed, and the black ripples swept over him, and his cultivation level was immediately reduced in just one stroke.

Equally horrified were the other people involved in this catastrophe. Some were reduced by a level, while others were even more unlucky and had more than half of their cultivation level reduced.

"How come my cultivation has been cut off so much??"

"Me too, I finally touched the threshold of entering the Tao, and now I have been directly reduced to the imperial object stage!!"

"I'm a fool, I'm already in the fetus state, how come I'm so sharp that I'm so focused?"

After everyone noticed that their cultivation levels had been shaved off, they all cursed.

At the same time, Zhang Jun also noticed that Mi Shen and Long Mu were also severely damaged under the black ripples.

The aura on Long's body continued to decline, from the aura of the sixth level of entry to the fourth level.

However, Zuo Xiantong's cultivation level has not changed much. Like his own, it will only suffer some wear and tear, but the loss is not big.

"Why is there such a big difference??"

Zhang Jun also paid attention to the situation of other people, but he didn't expect that other people would have so much cultivation lost.

"Their foundations are not strong and their skills are incomplete. They are inherently defective. When encountering the Three Tribulations of Moko, they will naturally be knocked back to their original form."

Xue Haitang explained.

Then she slapped the coffin with her palm, and the blood coffin exploded, turning into strands of blood-red light that merged into the Sword Mountain.

"You can't miss this opportunity. Now, I'll help you ascend to half-step heaven. It's up to you whether you can kill Long Mu!"

A powerful force began to spread in Jianyi Mountain. The blood-red light spots seemed to carry a life-like consciousness, searching for every breath in Zhang Jun's body to merge with his original power. Zhang Jun felt as if his body was on fire. An unprecedented heat flowed through his meridians. His cultivation level rose rapidly under the catalysis of this force.

There was a loud "Boom!" in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhang Jun's body seemed to have broken through some invisible barrier. He felt his soul trembling, and a brand new power awakened in his body.

He seemed to be able to sense the vitality of the world around him, and even the flow of time and space.

However, this increase in power did not come without a price. It was obtained by Xue Haitang with his own essence, blood and cultivation.

Zhang Jun took a deep breath, summoned the Biluo Sword, his eyes suddenly froze, and he took this opportunity to jump towards Long Mu and Mi Shen.

With a deafening shout, Zhang Jun's figure flashed and turned into a sword light, rushing straight towards Linglong Mother and Mi Shen who were busy dealing with the pressure of Moko's three calamities. The Biluo Sword drew bright rays of sword light in his hand. Each sword contained half the power of a heavenly being. The air pointed by the sword's edge was split into two, producing a sharp whistling sound.

A trace of surprise flashed in Linglong's mother's eyes. She never thought that Zhang Jun could explode with such amazing fighting power under the pressure of Moko's three tribulations. Her hands quickly formed seals, and the space around her began to distort,
Zhang Jun seemed to be able to sense the subtle changes in the space. The tip of his sword trembled slightly in the air, and the sword light instantly divided into several rays. Each ray locked the position where Linglong's mother might move. This is the formal part of Dou Mu's sword technique. Imperial envoy Beidou.

Zuo Xiantong also joined the battle. His technique was even weirder. There seemed to be a piece of chaos hidden in his palm. Whenever he waved his hand, the energy of chaos surged, and a vague shadow appeared in the chaos. It was part of Mi Shen's thoughts and was advanced by Zuo Xiantong. Although the summoned one is not as powerful as the original body, it can still not be underestimated.

"boom!!"

Under this deafening roar, the forces of the three parties finally collided completely.

The color of the world seemed to change, and the air was filled with electric and flint-like tension.

Zhang Jun's sword light and Linglong Mother's space power tore each other apart. The chaotic energy summoned by Zuo Xiantong and some of Mi Shen's thoughts intertwined into an invisible net, trying to suppress Zhang Jun.

The land was torn apart by the churning energy, and huge cracks spread around like a black mouth.

Zhang Jun's face was solemn, knowing that Xue Haitang could not hold on for long. His sword skills were unreserved, and every sword was condensed with all his sword intent.

I saw endless thunder snakes gathering on the Biluo Sword in my hand. With one strike of the sword, a sword energy as bright as a galaxy swept out and shot straight into the sky, shaking the world.

When Zuo Xiantong saw this, his face was gloomy, he snorted coldly, and quickly formed seals with his hands. The energy of chaos spun and accelerated around him, forming small whirlpools. Each vortex seemed to contain the power to swallow up the world.

It's just that although Zuo Xiantong, who was captured by Mi Shen, was also a Taoist, the gap was too big at this moment, and he was actually slashed away by Zhang Jun's sword.

But at this very moment, the black sun above his head suddenly erupted into dozens of black ripples that swept all around.

Many people were unable to dodge and were swept by this black ripple, and their cultivation level plummeted again in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Jun, Mi Shen, and even Long Mu all received a big blow.

In just a moment, the cultivation of the three people dropped sharply. Mi Shen was about to fall out of the Dao realm, but Long had already fallen into the Concentration realm...

(End of this chapter)