There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

Good boy, I have something. Taoist Yuanzong felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. Faced with the burning gaze over there, he shifted his gaze in an attempt to fool him.

However, someone from the Pingtian Sect is already planning to go this way and wants to get an explanation.

Just when everyone thought a war was about to begin, a sense of divine power filled the air that made people feel numb all over.

That's...a catastrophe!

Thunder clouds fill the air, and heavenly tribulation is coming. This is the first level of heavenly power.

One level of heavenly power and one level of calamity, which represents nineteen heavenly calamities.

However, soon, the second level of divine power swept over again, Chen Banxian was almost unsteady, and his whole heart was filled with fear.

This is a disaster that kills monks, the ultimate test at the end of the road, and a horrific disaster that can destroy the world.

He does not come from the Qingxuan world, but from the supreme place.

Before Chen Banxian could stand still, the third level of divine power swept over him, causing him to collapse directly to the ground.

Ouch. Taoist Yuan Zong next to him fell to the ground and knocked his front teeth. He simply couldn't get up and said with emotion:

Chen Changsheng is a cowhide. The power of heaven is increasing one level after another. I estimate that he can reach at least the seventh level of heavenly tribulation.

Seventy-nine heavenly tribulations are rare in ancient times. Once you survive them, you will at least be an invincible figure in the world.

It's probably more than that. Chen Banxian shook his head solemnly. As he spoke, each level of Tianwei was faster than the last. The big sects were counting in their hearts, and the horror in their eyes became more and more intense.

The fourth level, the fifth level, the sixth level of heavenly power is so powerful, my God, it is the sixth level, and only one sixth-level heavenly tribulation has appeared in the past 100,000 years.

People swallowed their saliva and were horrified, but the power of God was not over yet.

The seventh level!

The sword cultivator from the Pingtian Sect shouted directly: Chen Changsheng is going against the will of heaven. He is a genius that has not been seen in a hundred thousand years. What a monster he is!

Their founder was the Seventy-Nine Heavenly Tribulations. After they successfully survived, they were greeted by immortals in the sky that day.

Even the people of their generation have all ascended to the upper world. As the saying goes, when one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

Wait a minute!

A Supreme Elder from the Secret Information Pavilion suddenly stood up and stared at the sky.

His eyes were broken by looking directly at Tianwei, but he felt no pain at all and his whole body seemed to be trembling.

Eight...eighty-nine...heavenly tribulation!

Eighty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation! This is the eighth or ninth heavenly tribulation!

Because the fluctuations of that power had not stopped and were still brewing in the sky, at this moment, everyone was shocked.

Chen Changsheng is going to defy heaven. Venerable Hutuo sighed. When he overcame the tribulation, he was only at the fifth level, which was enough for him to dominate an era.

But even so, he was almost wiped out by the catastrophe, and in the end he was lucky enough to survive.

You can't survive the eight or nine heavenly tribulations. What an amazing genius you are. You can't survive them.

The leader of the Destroying Illusion Sect came in person, and he murmured: No matter how amazing a genius is, if he doesn't come out in a hundred thousand years, what if he doesn't come out in a million years? He can't survive it.

His tone was sad, making everyone's hearts sink.

Indeed, it is impossible to survive the eight or nine heavenly tribulations.

The Supreme Elder of the Leng Sect regretted: Seven or nine heavenly tribulations are already the limit of the mortal world. Eighty-nine heavenly tribulations... that does not belong to the power of our world.

His voice was sad. No one had ever survived the eight or nine heavenly tribulations in history.

Eighty-Nine Heavenly Tribulations. The Supreme Elder from Taoist Sect also frowned, his face ugly.

The eighty-nine heavenly tribulations do not only affect the person who overcomes the tribulation.

The entire Qingxuan world has a history that is too long to be traced for more than ten epochs, and has experienced countless disasters.

The Supreme Elder of Leixiao Sect had gloomy eyes, opened the magic weapon, and contacted the sect.

Elder, what do you want to do? The disciples noticed that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

Chen Changsheng cannot be allowed to survive the calamity. The voice of the Supreme Elder of Lei Xiao Sect spread, without any cover-up, directly exposed to everyone's ears.

The disciples were confused, but the venerables from each sect looked at each other, understanding each other tacitly.

It's terrible! Taoist Yuan Zong, who was lying next to Chen Banxian, jumped up and panicked:

Eighty-nine heavenly tribulations, why are they eighty-nine heavenly tribulations! Why is this Chen Changsheng so unlucky?

He raised his head and looked up at the sky: Is it true that God is jealous of Yingcai?

On the glazed top of the Dengtian Mountains, Chen Changsheng stood alone with his back, and everyone left him.

Eighty-nine heavenly tribulations? Chen Changsheng chuckled: There has been no one in the past? I don't believe it. If there has been no one in the past, I will be the first person in the past.

Chen Banxian looked at the nervous posture of Taoist Yuan Zong and couldn't help but frowned: Are the eight or nine heavenly tribulations very powerful? I thought the ninety-nine heavenly tribulations were the most powerful.

After all, in his understanding, nine is the ultimate number, and ninety-nine is the ultimate number, which is the most powerful.

The Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation is powerful, but it's impossible. It's impossible to happen.

Taoist Yuan Zong was very frustrated: Because, the eight or nine heavenly tribulations are going to destroy the world, the catastrophe of annihilation.

There are three conditions for the formation of the Eighty-nine Heavenly Tribulation, and even one of them cannot be achieved.

Before Chen Banxian could continue to ask, the Secret Information Pavilion on the other side was already giving lessons to the disciples.

One: There is a calamity between heaven and earth, and we must accept the calamity when it comes.

Two: The grievances, evil spirits, hostility, or spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and other extreme rules and emotions are strong enough to suppress all other rules, causing an imbalance between heaven and earth and need to be cleaned.

Three: Someone who is enough to break the balance must appear and become the trigger. He will detonate everything in exchange for eight or nine heavenly tribulations, thus... destroying the world!

Thirty-Two raised his head high: This is not a heavenly catastrophe that is coming to kill Chen Changsheng, it is a heavenly catastrophe that is coming to kill us!

Great fear arose in their hearts. In the catastrophe of annihilation, everything would cease to exist. Everything would be wiped out. This era was about to end.

Don't panic! Chen Banxian swallowed his saliva and felt his mouth was dry: That's not necessarily the case. The eighth level of heavenly power hasn't fallen yet.

Although Tianwei is still brewing, the eighth level has not yet fallen.

That's right! Taoist Yuan Zong slapped his thigh, Some condition must have not been met, so Heaven is also looking into whether it should be subject to a world-destroying disaster.

What he said rekindled people's hope, and it was right that the conditions for causing the eighth level of heavenly tribulation were extremely harsh, and Chen Changsheng was not necessarily this person.

Because although he is amazing, one person in the Hedao stage can overwhelm a group of them who are veterans in the Tribulation stage, but he has never beaten an old monster at the Mahayana or Sanxian level.

Many people believe that Chen Changsheng is not qualified enough.

Let me tell you, I was so scared that I almost went to the sect to shake people.

The Supreme Elder of Lei Xiao Sect let out a long breath.

I think that fellow Taoist Chen Changsheng's cultivation is sufficient.

Chen Banxian spoke again. He was figuring out the hexagrams. The eighth level of heavenly calamity was destined, and it was impossible for the Earth Water Master to change it.

So, even Heaven is still waiting, what are you waiting for?

He thought about the three conditions, and only the rules of spiritual energy, emotional resentment, etc. caused the imbalance of heaven and earth, and disaster.

Taoist Yuan Zong might know this, so he was not ashamed to ask: Xiao Yuan, how do you explain the so-called calamity?

You're such a brave boy. Taoist Yuan Zong was in a much better mood: A calamity refers to a calamity. Generally, it requires the death of a large number of living beings to be counted as a calamity.

Oh... Chen Banxian drawled a long note, as if he was remembering something: Does Guixu Dahai count?

The place he was pointing to was clearly hundreds of millions of miles of polluted water, with almost no life left in it.

There is no way to eliminate taboo pollutants, and due to the rules of heaven and earth, the rate of pollution is still increasing exponentially.

As a result, he also received a golden thread of merit and a red thread of blood evil.

Huh? Taoist Yuanzong looked over there, with brilliance flowing in his eyes, and then his face suddenly turned pale.

Why did Guixu become like this!

How many creatures in the ocean are all dead now? Isn’t this a disaster? What is it?

Those creatures were still dying, and the calamity continued to increase. Taoist Yuanzong became anxious, and he stood up from the jar suddenly!

He understood why the power of the eighth level was still brewing. It was because he was waiting for marine creatures to continue to die in large numbers!

I saw a ray of white light spread, firmly fixed on the boundless ruins.

It's true that the boundless return to the ruins has stopped, and the doomsday that filled the sky has finally stopped growing.

This kind of method is already extraordinary.

call……

Taoist Yuan Zong took a deep breath and revealed his true form.

Master Patriarch?

Chen Changsheng was stunned. He quickly took a portrait of Chu Yi from his arms and kept comparing them.

He was sure that this was really his ancestor Yuan Zong, the founder of Taoism!

Master Patriarch?

Chen Banxian screamed strangely, this bad old man is actually the Grandmaster of Taoist Sect?

He was shocked that the Taoist sect had such a good atmosphere. He had always thought that his ancestor would be an immortal with immortal style and Taoism. Even if Taoist Yuanzong claimed to be Yuanzong, he just guessed that and didn't believe it at all.

It’s as absurd as if a beauty internet celebrity with over 100 million fans is actually the homegirl downstairs who doesn’t wash her face and feet every day and lives at home.

The contrast is too great.

Haha, I was discovered.

Taoist Yuan Zong handed over to all around, I have some connections. After being accommodating to the upper realm, I was allowed to come to the lower realm to have a look. After all, it is my family's descendants who are going through the tribulation.

He admitted generously and also revealed a piece of information.

The Supreme Elder of the Secret Pavilion was horrified: It seems to be flying, but it looks like a human being but not a human being. This is an immortal coming to the mortal world!

They didn't dare to make mistakes, and they didn't dare to speak.

Taoist Yuan Zong stroked his unkempt beard and shouted to Chen Changsheng: Changsheng, I have been talking to you in the incense for a long time. Now when I see you, you are indeed a talented person.

He patted his chest: Don't worry about overcoming the tribulation. Patriarch, I have fixed all the tribulations in the Qingxuan Realm. These eight or nine heavenly tribulations cannot fall.

Just wait for a while, Heaven will find that the calamity is not enough, and the calamity will always fall.

Taoist Yuanzong looked sideways at Chen Banxian, with a proud expression on his face: Boy, now that you know my identity, are you shocked, scared, or panicked?

How's it going? I didn't expect the immortal to be by my side, right?

I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. Chen Banxian opened his mouth, he had to admit it.

He felt a little hot in his body, which seemed to be the golden thread of merit and the red thread of blood evil.

The power of God is still brewing, and it seems that the man who is about to erupt is very uncomfortable when he is stuck at the critical point.

But there was just a little difference, just a little bit left. Taoist Yuanzong was very proud:

So what about the heavenly calamity? I have determined all the calamities in the world, and His conditions cannot be met. Hey, what is missing is the last step, the straw that came back, are you angry?

Taoist Yuan Zong stared at Chen Changsheng with kindness:

Some people say that people inspired by the Eighty-nine Heavenly Tribulations are actually born. Children of destiny often have talents that are extremely contrary to nature and do not belong to this world.

So, they are destined to be unable to grow, and the final outcome is to die from a catastrophe.

I didn't believe it before, but after seeing this kid Chen Changsheng, I believe it. Now he has mastered the immortal method without any teacher. He controls time in the front and back, and controls the space up, down, left, and right. This is the immortal method.

Only those who have gone through the tribulation can come into contact with him, and he is one level ahead of schedule.

This is terrible. It is equivalent to suppressing a state of all those in the same situation. The snowball will only get bigger and bigger. Taoist Yuanzong directly sighed:

If he becomes an immortal, that's fine.

But now that he has found the treasure, he can freeze the calamity at the critical moment and seize the opportunity of heaven!

I have to thank you for this, kid. I never thought that Guixu, who has always been unknown, would be in such a bad situation.

He patted Chen Banxian vigorously on the shoulder: When Chang becomes an immortal, I will ask him to take you with him, and I will personally accept you as a closed disciple.

Chen Banxian's qualifications are also very good. As long as nothing unexpected happens, it is inevitable that he will become an immortal in the future.

His abacus is very loud. When the time comes, his power in the upper world will increase again, and the Taoist sect will grow stronger again.

Stop shooting, stop shooting.

Chen Banxian's face turned ugly: I feel uncomfortable.

He felt that the golden and red threads in his body were getting hotter and hotter, as if they were fighting. The temperature was so hot that he couldn't stand it.

Old man, do you know a lot?

Chen Banxian gritted his teeth and said, There is something I have to tell you.

What's wrong? You look constipated. Taoist Yuanzong asked, looking at his body.

I can't hold it in any longer. The latter's face turned red and his breath leaked out.

A red thread struggled to emerge from the entanglement of gold threads.

It was the red line that caused Taoist Yuanzong's pupils to shrink suddenly.

That's doom! Doom condensed into substance!

He hastily exclaimed: No!

At the same time, he wanted to press Chen Banxian's red line, but it was already too late.

The red thread dissipated between heaven and earth at the cost of breaking, replenishing the last trace of disaster!

The sky roared, and the eighth level of heavenly power was completely swept away.

Even in this gap, I took the time to give Chen Banxian a little merit and strengthened the golden thread for a moment.

He noticed that the black hand appeared again, but seemed to be afraid of something and then disappeared.

The eighty-nine heavenly tribulations are over!

Yuan Zongdao loosened his grip and could no longer control the disaster. He stared at Chen Banxian with eyes full of astonishment.

Chen Changsheng felt the disaster above his head, and there were three huge exclamation marks in his heart.

Everyone is looking at this side:! ! !

No, don't blame me! Chen Banxian wanted to explain, but he couldn't explain it anymore. The Eighty-nine Heavenly Tribulations were completely completed. At this moment, dark clouds quickly spread throughout the Qingxuan World!

At this moment, Chen Changsheng was a little confused and relieved, not knowing what he was thinking.

The Supreme Elder of Leixiao Sect directly contacted the sect: Please quickly invite ancestors, the eighth level of heavenly calamity is about to fall, kill those who overcome the calamity quickly!

Leng Zong even made some incense on the spot and told the upper world that he expected immortals to descend to kill Chen Changsheng.

Everyone in the Taoist sect had dark faces. At this time, they really didn't know what to do.

Zhang Laozong, Fu Hai Sect and others evacuated here without hesitation. They also wanted to invite their ancestors. The situation was different.

If Chen Changsheng does not die, their inherited sect will be destroyed!

Thirty-Two rose into the sky and attacked Chen Changsheng first:

Fellow Taoist, I can't wait for you to survive the heavenly tribulation. Let's survive the human tribulation first!