The Patriarch of the "Five Plagues" held the bell with one hand and made secrets in his hand. The simple and thick sound of the bell suddenly echoed throughout the whole world.

Thump…thump…thump…

Every time the bell rings, a gray curtain like a twisted patchwork of countless souls is formed out of thin air around the founder of the "Five Plagues", and then covers him layer by layer, resisting all external attacks.

It's just that the power of God is so powerful that it moves forward inexorably.

The layers of curtains and the grotesque and ferocious souls were all shattered by the majestic thunder in an instant!

Before the tribulation thunder continued to fall on him, the eyes of the Patriarch of the "Five Plagues" filled with rich gray, and the bronze bell in his palm also lit up with dense blood-colored runes. The bell suddenly accelerated, as fast as a dense drum beat, dong dong.

Dong dong dong...

In the sound of a sudden rain, the curtains instantly increased in number, layer upon layer, and in a blink of an eye, the universe was reflected into a sticky sea of ​​gray.

Boom!!

Another thunderbolt exploded in the sky, and the thunderbolts continued in a seemingly endless stream, one round stronger than the other, and the terrifying aura of destruction filled the entire world.

It is majestic and majestic, like a noble will, issuing the decree of annihilation.

For a time, the entire Juishang City ruins were filled with a chilly atmosphere, as if the end of the world was coming.

The founder of the "Five Plagues" looked pale and tried his best to activate the bronze bell. Purple-black blood stains gradually flowed from its seven orifices.

This is when mana is pushed to its limit, causing old injuries to begin to recur!

But in this current situation, not only is it just an old injury, but even if his foundation is damaged and his path is cut off, he doesn't dare to stop at all!

If he cannot survive this calamity, he will definitely die!

Thousands of years of hard work, and the Taoism accumulated over a long period of time will all be in vain.

Countless ambitions, countless thoughts of upholding the righteousness of the world, and countless efforts to overcome calamities...all will be reduced to nothing!

Even though "Five Plagues" had a heart as strong as iron, his eyes could not help but show clear unwillingness at this moment.

Every Hedao is a leader who has come from a place of extraordinary talent and beauty, and transcending tribulation is a state that many Hedao have dreamed of, tossing and turning.

There are as many monks as there are sands in the vast sea, and the existence of the Patriarch level is all rare.

Even if the foundation is as deep as the nine major sects, the addition of an ancestor is still a major event that will cause a stir.

But to survive the calamity and reach the Mahayana, there are only a few people who have a narrow escape from death!

"Five Plagues" is currently the youngest founder of the nine major sects. He has defeated all the heroes, defeated the superiors below, scolded Fang Qiu, saved the world alone, made rapid progress, and stood on a high point where many geniuses have no hope for life, overlooking all living beings.

...At this moment, the Dao Tribulation is majestic and majestic, the heaven and earth are vast, and it is as powerful as crossing the Tribulation. In front of this mysterious Dao of Heaven, I am like an ant!

This is cultivation!

This is the road to eternal life!

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Just when the founder of the "Five Plagues" was trying his best to support himself, not far from the center of the Dao Tribulation, Pei Ling was suspended in the air, his black shirt being torn by the strong wind and swaying crazily.

His whole body was covered with scars and blood flowed profusely, and his entire body was still covered with dense long blood-colored hairs.

Countless replicas of the ancestral sword penetrated his body, and the blood crisscrossed his body like a stream, gurgling all over his body.

He was seriously injured and on the verge of death, but Pei Ling's aura was extremely powerful. He raised his blood-stained arm and waved the Nine Soul Sword vigorously, buzzing...

The sharp blade broke through the space, and countless bloody sword energy condensed like a thread flowed upstream.

The sound of thunder is rolling, like the tide washing away in all directions.

When the sword energy surged, instead of destroying it at the first touch, Pei Ling quickly slashed out more sharp sword energy.

At the same time, with a thought in his mind, countless replicas of the ancestral sword, the [Evil-Slaying Axe], and the [Originally Accumulating Qi Cauldron] appeared in the void and stood in front of him.

The sword blade rolls like heavy snow falling, carrying the terrifying sword intent, facing the thunder of calamity.

[Evil-Slaying Ax] is simple and unpretentious, with an ax blade as sharp as frost, tearing the void apart with the force of destruction and sharpness, as if to cut off the thunderous current;

The figures on the [Original Ji Qing Ding] turned into soft and beautiful women one after another...

Boom boom boom boom!!!!

In the deafening loud noise, the bloody sword energy quickly shattered, the replica of the ancestral sword was annihilated like foam, the replica of [Evil Slaying Ax] fell apart; [Original Qi Cauldron] cracked and died...

Purple lightning illuminated the sky, and the tribulation thunder paused slightly, then continued to fall like a torrential waterfall.

Seeing this, Pei Ling's expression changed, and he was secretly anxious. This was already his strongest state now!

[The Immortal of the End]’s current power is comparable to that of real immortal arts!

But in this situation, he can't even resist the tribulation thunder on the periphery, and it is impossible to hurt the "Five Plagues" Patriarch at the center of the tribulation!

The most important thing is that in his current state, he can barely maintain it for just a few breaths, but the calamity thunders are coming continuously. Before the founder of the "Five Plagues" survives this calamity, he has no chance at all!

As his mind was spinning, the death energy around Pei Ling was surging, as if gray smoke was dispersing, and the terrifying thunderbolt also fell in front of him at the same time.

Pei Ling did not dare to hesitate and immediately played a simple magic formula and said in a majestic voice: "The world of mortals fears me as much as the sky!"

The moment the words fell, countless calamity thunders fell like an angry river, and they all hit Pei Ling's body.

The purple-green electric light was as bright as the sun, and turned into thousands of thunder snakes, swimming rapidly inside and outside the body, absorbing them all without causing any harm to him.

Wisps of blood-colored long hair fell into the sky, and were instantly annihilated into ashes by the tribulation thunder.

The bloody long hair on Pei Ling's body was quickly washed away by the tribulation thunder. The replica of the ancestral sword that was still inserted in the wound was also shattered by the tribulation thunder and disappeared tremblingly. The extremely heavy injuries just now began to recover quickly.

The thick death air like gray smoke quickly dissipated in front of the extremely fierce thunder, and the rich vitality grew from the burning smell.

However, as soon as he got out of the near-death state, Pei Ling's aura dropped rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he had already fallen back to the peak of the late Hedao period.

Pei Ling maintained the celestial skill of "The mortal world is vast, fear me as the sky", and immediately raised his head to look at the center of the calamity thunder. The light in his eyes flickered, and his eyes passed through the heavy thunder, and instantly locked onto the founder of the "Five Plagues"

The figure then said in a vague voice: "Forgot!"

As soon as the voice fell, the laws of heaven and earth immediately changed in response.

However, this change has just begun. In the blink of an eye, all order is under the catastrophe, adhering to the original laws of the world and not being driven by any external force.

Seeing that the rules were useless, Pei Ling frowned, but was not too surprised.

The founder of the "Five Plagues" was indeed the one who summoned this calamity.

But just now, the opponent had interrupted his immortal skills, and now this Dao tribulation is the evolution of the true Dao of Heaven!

[The vast mortal world, fear me as the sky], you can disguise the way of heaven, but you cannot control the way of heaven!

Therefore, if he uses this magic again now, he can only absorb the power of the Tao Tribulation, but he cannot control the Tao Tribulation that has already come...

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Chapter completed!