A mob of clones

The pure white sword light rushed up to the sky, just like the most beautiful red glow in the sky cutting through the void.

The sword light seemed to fly out from the depths of the avenue, just as it seemed to originate from the deepest part of the human soul.

"Beautiful, so beautiful."

This was the only thought in the mind of the crying old man and everyone around him after seeing the sword light.

Even Su Wuming, who was known as the divine sword from outer space, couldn't help but show a look of shock in his eyes at this moment.

What was even more shocking at this moment was the crying old man in the sky.

Because he felt clearly the sword light piercing into his body.

This sword did not pierce in the ordinary sense, but came from deeper and went to deeper.

There were clearly nearly a million ghosts in the sky, and clearly tens of thousands of ghosts were moved away from this place with the help of magician Han Guang.

But all of this could not give him any sense of security.

The breath of death enveloped his heart, causing him, who had finally found a glimmer of hope, to once again reveal fear in his eyes.

The sword light came very quickly, yet seemed very slow.

It gave him enough time to think about his fear, but didn't give him any chance to dodge and survive.

He stretched out his hands frantically and looked down at "Abbot Kongwen" in the crowd below, hoping to ask for help.

"You said you would save me."

"Save me, I can give you everything I have..."

But the sword light had already penetrated into his brow, into his heart, and into every vital part of his body.

He couldn't utter a word.

From high above in the darkness, he slashed at each of his incarnations.

The sword was swung out, as if popping a soap bubble!

And the crying old man...is this soap bubble.

But now the sky over Jiangdong is filled with crying old men and broken soap bubbles.

At this moment, the picture freezes.

Countless fireworks bloomed from the sky, scorching but dazzling, like bright and beautiful flowers.

"I have experience in dealing with clones."

……

Mysteriously, Wu He put his sword back into his body, and the many powerful players present seemed to realize what had happened.

The Zhang family ancestor of Zhenwu Sect, Su Wuming of Xijian Pavilion, Qi Yuan of Dajiang Gang, Xuanbei of Shaolin Temple, and Master Shoujing of Xuantian Sect...

All the masters present looked at the mysterious Wu He differently.

Before, they looked at Guimi Wuhe somewhat as a junior, but at this moment they truly understood how terrifying Guimi Wuhe was, and looked at this young man whose age was not even a fraction of their own.

Looking at the youthful aura of the other party, the people present truly felt an inexplicable feeling that the new generation is pushing the old generation forward.

Especially the ancestor of the Zhang family. He was about to receive help and was on the verge of death, but now he has regained his vitality and looks at the mysterious Wuhe in front of him.

The sword that killed the crying old man showed a power beyond his own.

Thinking about the other person's identity as Zhang Yuanshan's junior and friend, he could hardly hide his confusion.

After a moment, he couldn't help but laugh out loud and walked forward to congratulate.

"Congratulations to my friend Wu He for overcoming three tribulations and ascending to heaven in one step."

"The road ahead will be smooth and future development can be expected."

To this end, the surrounding top masters and even Abbot Kongwen had no objection.

It was obvious that even they all recognized the future of the mysterious Wuhe.

Only the mysterious Wu He shook his head slightly at the compliment from the Zhang family ancestor.

"Three tribulations?"

"Do not--"

“It’s the Four Tribulations.”

"There is still a disaster that has not yet come."

As he spoke, the power of order in Guimi Wuhe's body slowly dissipated, and the fluctuations of time and fate intertwined and entangled on his body, forming a wide imperial robe.

At this moment, everyone present turned their gaze towards the mysterious Wu River, and the eyes of a strong man could not help but become slightly dazed.

At this moment, they seemed to see light rising above the earth in this real world.

They are intertwined with each other, and the whole earth seems to have turned into the most outstanding female worker in the world, embroidering the most complex and gorgeous landscape painting on the lapel of the mysterious Wu River.

Countless land and mountain gods, celestial generals and strong men stood on the earth, knelt on their knees and raised their heads to kowtow.

They seemed to see the constellations hanging high in the sky, each star shining brightly and emitting rays of light.

They interweave the ropes and threads as if they have become the best painters, lighting up the stars on the mysterious Wu He.

The star officials, star gods, and great saints in heaven, hanging high in the sky, knelt on one knee and bowed their heads in worship.

Even the Five Emperors of the Five Directions appeared at this moment in Mount Sumeru, with the five colors of blue, yellow, red, white and black intertwined, and they bowed their heads to perform the ritual.

The sky suddenly became clear, as if washed by water, and the sounds of bells and drums came down from infinite heights. Fragrant winds filled the air, and the clatter of rings and pendants rang out all around, as if the gods were celebrating together.

As phantoms emerged one after another, a dilapidated and gray phantom of the Ninth Heaven gradually emerged above the head of the mysterious Wu He. It slowly moved downwards, as if it was about to merge with the interior of the mysterious Wu He.

Fairy music floated in the air, thunder roared like drums, and the heaven and earth seemed to submit to the mysterious Wu River.

It seemed that he was only one step away and the whole world would kneel at his feet.

Looking at the incredible scene before his eyes, even the only great Dharma master present, "Monk Kongwen", could no longer suppress the shock in his heart, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

Of course, if he was really the divine monk Kongwen, he would not have lost his composure like this.

But unfortunately, he is not only the monk Kongwen, but also the evil master Han Guang!
Or maybe he is the mythical emperor of heaven.

As the holder of the title of "Emperor of Heaven", how could he not understand what these things in front of him meant?
How could Guimi Wuhe be trying to ascend to heaven in one step? ! He was clearly trying to ascend to the throne of the Emperor of Heaven in one step!

He was just a young guy who had just started shooting. How dare he do that? Are all the young people nowadays so brave?

The mysterious Wu He actually didn't pay attention to the magician Han Guang's thoughts, and he wouldn't care even if he did.

Even if I pay attention to it, I won’t care too much. What are these things in front of me?
The big news is yet to come.

Wu He looked up at the top of his head with a slightly mysterious look.

Seeing this, the several strong men around seemed to feel something as well. They came out of their shock, and then seemed to realize something and looked up at the sky.

At this moment, the originally beautiful sky was distorted into another appearance under the gaze of the powerful people around.

I saw that the orderly laws between heaven and earth were twisted into a strange shape in an instant.

The power of heaven and earth that was originally flowing down like a waterfall seemed to be disturbed by some strange force, twisting and tangling into a strange ball of wool.

Under the influence of this strange force, a layer of dark red slowly rose in the sky, bringing unspeakable chaos.

High above the sky, east and west are upside down and yet normal, yin and yang are intertwined and yet in all directions, forming an irregular vortex.

The devilish and twisted appearance of the beast frightened even the powerful men present.

Feeling the constantly twisting momentum falling from the sky, even a strong man like Su Wuming couldn't help but hold the sword in his hand.

"That is?!"

In the gazes of the policemen, there appeared a pair of terrifying eyes that were extremely cold and indifferent.

It was a pair of dark red chaotic eyes, in a sense a bit like the ghost eyes of the mountain next door, but it seemed more noble and powerful. This pair of dark eyes looked down indifferently at the people below, or more precisely, at the mysterious Wuhe below. That look seemed to make it difficult for even so many masters below to be impressed.

It is like the eternal and unchanging way of heaven, high above, and not disturbed by any other factors.

However, after a moment of watching, all the masters present couldn't help but feel a strong sense of crisis in their hearts.

Everyone present was horrified and quickly retreated, leaving only the mysterious Wu He standing there.

Upon discovering that the mysterious Wu He was standing there motionless, many masters who had retreated became very anxious.

The thing in front of him was really too terrifying. The crying old man was nothing in front of it. It was simply not something that Guimi Wuhe could match with his current strength.

But they didn't have any good solution for this.

Since the Human Emperor, no one has suffered the four calamities in this world!
The era of the Human Emperor was in the Middle Ages, a time so far away from the present.

There are only a few words describing the so-called four calamities that befell the body.

However, even though they had already highly regarded the so-called four tribulations, they had never imagined that this step of heavenly tribulation could be so powerful.

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After all, no matter what the legend says, the four calamities are nothing more than a heavenly calamity that precedes one's enlightenment and the journey to the outer world.

No matter how outrageous it is, it should not exceed the acceptable limit of this level.

Otherwise it would not be a calamity from heaven, but a punishment from heaven.

The strange eyes in front of them made even these powerful men who were close to being Dharma bodies feel their scalps tingling. Is this really the calamity that the little guy who just entered the outdoor scene should face?

Among them, Master Shoujing gritted his teeth upon seeing this, slowly opened the door, held the jade box in his hand, raised the Time Knife and wanted to step forward.

But just as he took a step, an arm blocked his way.

Zhenren Shoujing raised his head and looked at the person in front of him. He recognized the other party's identity at a glance - "the protector of the Wang family, with the cultivation level of the peak of the outer scene" and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"Why did the Wang family stop me?"

He did not say anything to the Wang family's protector, but just stretched out his hand and pushed out a young figure.

It was a pale, thin, feminine and beautiful figure.
If it weren't for her Adam's apple and voice that revealed her identity as a man, people would probably think she was an icy beauty.

As soon as he appeared, he bowed to everyone in front of him.

"Junior Wang Siyuan, nice to meet you seniors."

There is no doubt that the person who came was Wang Siyuan, who was ranked second on the human list and was also the eldest son of the mysterious Wuhe's employer.

Wang Siyuan also clearly knew that the main focus of these seniors in front of him was still on the mysterious Wu He.

So there was no more nonsense, and he said immediately:

"My dear seniors, that strange eye is a secret of my Wang family."

"This is Wu He's fate. If you can get through it, the road ahead will be smooth sailing. If you can't get through it, even if others help, it will only make things worse."

Hearing this, Master Shoujing remained silent. He glanced at the mysterious Wu He who was confronting the Scarlet Eye in the sky in the distance. In the end, he did not act on his own and slowly retracted the Sword of Light in his hand.

……

At this time, the view returns to the mysterious Wu River.

Of course, Guimi Wuhe knew the owner of the eyes in front of him.

That is the power of the monster of heaven.

The ordered ones are clearly distinguished, while the disordered ones are mixed together.

He could clearly feel that the power of disorder in front of him wanted to influence him and mix himself into the disorder.

But he didn't care about it.

He simply opened his arms and unscrupulously felt the chaos falling from the scarlet eyes in front of him.

He felt the force applied to his body and allowed the other party to twist the laws entangled on his body without caring at all.

It even seems that he enjoys it.

"Why is it only this extent?"

The mysterious Wu He slowly opened his eyes and took a step forward.

The scarlet eyes made everything around Guimi Wuhe disordered, but under Guimi Wuhe's feet, all the chaos seemed to have order, and it actually lifted up his legs and slowly lifted him into the air.

Lifted it to the same height as those eyes.

"Surprised, huh? I haven't been assimilated by you."

The mysterious Wu He looked at the eyes in front of him without any emotion, and took one step forward at a time, getting closer and closer.

With every step taken, all the chaos around is smoothed out, all the chaos is given form, and all the disorder is put into order.

The mysterious Wu River is like the way of heaven that weaves all things in the world. Everything around you cheers and shouts with every step you take.

They looked forward to it, guarding the mysterious Wuhe step by step forward until they collided directly with those eyes.

……

Everyone present only felt a sudden blur in front of their eyes, and when their vision returned, there was only one person standing high in the sky between heaven and earth.

At this time, chaos receded, order returned, and the sun shone brightly in the sky.

I don't know when the bright moon appeared quietly in the sky, shining together with the surrounding stars and the thick earth.

It is like a minister welcoming his master or like children and grandchildren paying homage to their father.

Looking at the mysterious Wu He standing under the infinite light, even the powerful people present could not help but fall silent.

I don't know how much time passed before someone sighed.

"As expected of a person who has undergone four tribulations, he is comparable to the emperor of the Middle Ages."

"The atmosphere there is totally incomparable."

The mysterious Wu He didn't know that his action would elevate the impression of being struck by the four calamities to an incomparable level in the minds of all the masters present, and even in the minds of those who received the news later.

It is also unknown what kind of attention the next person who suffers the four calamities will receive because of him.

But it doesn’t matter.

In short, the mysterious Wuhe River has finally survived this disaster.

Feeling that he had just passed the tribulation and reached the third level of the outer scene, Guimi Wu He smiled slightly and said nothing. He just felt the natural power between heaven and earth with a faint smile on his face.

He slowly descended from the sky, walked in front of everyone, and with a serious face, he bowed to everyone in front of him.

One hurdle has been passed, and the next step of cultivation will probably be a new chapter.

only……

The mysterious Wu He took a look at the "Divine Monk Kongwen" and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"My dear seniors, you have honored me by coming here this time. As a junior, I naturally cannot treat you unfairly."

"I would like to invite all the seniors to a banquet this time, please do not refuse."

Seeing this, Han Guang couldn't help but frown.

However, Zhang family ancestor, Qi Yuan, and even Su Wuming did not refuse.

Turning his head to look at Xuan Bei's inquiring eyes beside him, he finally did not refuse.

For some reason, there is always a sense of uneasiness slowly spreading in my heart...

……

(End of this chapter)