The protagonist is speechless [Rebirth]

Cultivators have to go through three heavenly tribulations before ascending, namely, the forty-nine heavenly tribulations of the Jindan period, the sixth-nine heavenly catastrophes of the transformation stage, and the ninety-nine heavenly catastrophes of the Transcending Tribulation period.Among these three kinds of Heavenly Tribulations, theoretically speaking, the Fourth Nine Heavenly Tribulations are the weakest, and the Nine Nine Heavenly Tribulations are the strongest.

Generally speaking, this is true.

But something like Thunder Tribulation doesn't have a fixed standard of measurement.

The laws of heaven and earth have their own evaluation standards. In the same four-nine-day calamity, there is actually a clear difference in the strength of the calamity thunder.The realm of comprehension tore away the glamorous surface, and its code of conduct was nothing more than the law of the jungle.But apart from some frenzied demon cultivators, there are very few cultivators who slaughter ordinary mortals, and instead help them in times of natural disasters.

This is merit.

God knows what you did.

Those who do a lot of good deeds will have merit and virtue, and the catastrophe will also forgive them.

But if you do too much evil and add to your body, it is often a catastrophe.

The appearance of thunder and death is the most frightening one among the visions of robbery and thunder.And those who are accompanied by the appearance of thunder when they cross the catastrophe are those who are so treacherous and evil that the heavens cannot tolerate them.

This was also the reason why Mo Xinlei and Mo Xinyi were shocked.

How could a disciple of the Golden Core Stage of the Righteous Way commit such a crime that he would attract the appearance of thunder after four or nine days of calamity?

Even those old and immortal guys in the Demonic Dao never had such a phenomenon when they crossed the catastrophe!

The two looked at each other in blank dismay, could they not be mistaken?

Just when the two were in doubt, a light like daylight suddenly lit up above the Sanxiu League shrouded in black clouds, which made people almost unable to open their eyes.

The next moment, there was a loud "bang", even Mo Xinyi could not help shaking, feeling a little dizzy.

Mo Xinlei supported Mo Xinyi, and said anxiously: "Xin Yi, you quickly bring the disciples below the Golden Core of the Sanxiu League to the forbidden area, and I will open the Guiyuan Formation of the Sanxiu League."

Mo Xinlei's mouth was full of bitterness. After all, he was one of the first-rank forces of the Righteous Path. Even though the Sanxiu League was established later than other sects, it still has some treasures in the bottom of the box, for example, the Guiyuan Great Formation.

The Guiyuan Formation is the last formation enchantment of the Sanxiu League. It will only be opened when the sect has experienced a catastrophe of life and death, because every time the Guiyuan Formation is opened, it is at the cost of three immortal weapons, and it can only last for three days. Three days and nights.

Within these three days, the Guiyuan Formation will absorb all the energy from attacking the formation from outside and turn it into the power of the barrier of the guards. The stronger the attack power, the stronger the barrier covering the sect.

But after three days, the Guiyuan formation will automatically close, and the three immortal artifacts will also be reduced to dust.

It can be said that the price of opening the formation is quite high.Even if Mo Xinlei knew that there were demons in the East China Sea, he only opened up the sect's other protective formations, and had no intention of opening the Guiyuan formation right now.

Anyway, it is a big sect, even if there are people in the world who survive the ninety-nine heavens, Mo Xinlei will not mobilize the crowd to open the Guiyuan formation.But Mo Xinlei never dreamed that he was going to go through four or nine days of calamity, and he would attract the appearance of thunder.

Now is not the time to feel sorry for the fairy artifact.

Because, as soon as the appearance of thunder strikes, no matter whether the person who crosses the catastrophe is the first thunderbolt, he will be completely destroyed.With the addition of the appearance of thunder and death, the mere four or nine days of calamity will evolve into a more terrifying punishment than nine or nine days of calamity.

Unless there is a last resort, Mo Xinlei does not want to watch the Sanxiu League develop for thousands of years before it is today's beautiful mountain gate, just like Buyuanqiao's fairyland, being smashed into pieces by the robbery and sinking into the East Sea among.

Even if the power of Heaven's Punishment is not aimed at the San Xiumeng, Yu Wei alone can do this.

Today, the sect of the Sanxiu League is not protected. Others will not see what happened to you and you are helpless. They will only remember that the Sanxiu League's mountain gate was destroyed by the catastrophe, and the whole Sanxiu League is helpless.

This is undoubtedly a fatal blow to the prestige of San Xiumeng.

Furthermore, there are still demons in the East China Sea who are eyeing them. They can't send their factions to join other factions after losing the formation of the protective faction.

Don't want to lose the face of San Xiumeng!

Mo Xinlei gritted his teeth secretly, and made up his mind that after today's catastrophe was over, he must discuss the loss of San Xiumeng with Tianhuamen and Taiyu Yang's family.

At this time, outside Lin Huimo's retreat room, Yang Yuxin's expression had completely darkened.

"The appearance of thunder?!"

Yang Yuxin frowned, "It shouldn't be."

Even evil spirits, dao, and demon cultivators who do many evils may not encounter such a level of thunder-robbing vision like the appearance of thunder. How could they encounter such a thing with such a kind heart in his family!

Saying goodbye today is a stroke, right?

"boom--!!"

Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck, and a silver-white beam of light suddenly fell from between the black clouds, and struck straight at Lin Huimo's closed room.The barrier outside the quiet room is like paper, allowing the thunder to strike down unimpeded.

Yang Yuxin's expression changed suddenly, he subconsciously wanted to go forward, but hesitated for a moment, and stood still a hundred feet away from the quiet room.

It's not that Yang Yuxin is afraid of being affected by the tribulation thunder, it's just that crossing the calamity is always a one-person matter, if he enters the scope of crossing the calamity rashly, it will only increase the power of the thunder calamity.

All the magic weapons in his hand were given to Lin Huimo, and he could only hope that those magic weapons could last until the end of the thunder disaster.

However, although Yang Yuxin kept telling himself to calm down, his body was already trembling slightly.He clenched his fingers tightly, and his palm was bloody.

God damn it!

He fixedly stared at the direction of the quiet room, even though the silvery white thunder was blindingly bright, he kept his eyes open stubbornly, trying to find Lin Huimo's figure from the bright white one.

The thunderous light lasted for a stick of incense before it slowly dissipated, leaving the ground like ruins and Lin Huimo sitting cross-legged in the middle.

The original quiet room had been turned into dust under the thunder calamity, the ground was scorched black and turned upside down, and broken magic weapons were scattered all over Lin Huimo's side.But on his body, the meager light opened up a seemingly invisible barrier, but he was unscathed.

Yang Yuxin glanced at the fragments of the magic weapon on the ground, her eyes serious.

Most of the magic weapons were destroyed with just one blow. Generally, there will be 36 thunderbolts in the fourth or ninth heavenly calamity, but this time there will be thunderbolts in the thunder calamity, at least there will be 81 thunderbolts.

"There must be a mistake somewhere." Yang Yuxin's palm was dripping with blood, and he stared at Lin Huimo not far away, burning with anxiety.

But Lin Huimo, who was in the center of the thunder disaster, was surprisingly calm.

He didn't see the black clouds that covered the sky, nor did he see the bloody glow of Jie Yunyin, nor did he notice that the maliciousness of the world was overwhelmingly pressing towards him.

His eyes were empty, but what he saw was another scene.

The darkness gradually peeled off, revealing Yang Yuxin who was soaked in blood all over her body.

He didn't wear the fiery red fox fur, but a robe soaked in blood and stained red.The broken blade pierced through the chest, and blood flowed wantonly along the tip of the blade, but Yang Yuxin seemed to feel no pain, and instead smiled apologetically at Lin Huimo.

"I'm sorry, Ah Mo, for letting you see me in such a mess..."

Lin Huimo's throat seemed to be choked by something, he couldn't speak, and that Yang Yuxin obviously couldn't hear his voice either.

Something buzzed and vibrated.

In Yang Yuxin's hand, she tightly held a palm-sized mirror.Blood was flowing into the mirror along Yang Yuxin's palm.On the blood-stained mirror frame, the Taiyi Xuan pattern is lighting up little by little.

This mirror is drawing Yang Yuxin's blood and true energy almost crazily.

The snowy color is starting from Yang Yuxin's hair roots and gradually spreading.

In the blink of an eye, his haggard white hair fell down from his shoulders.

Yang Yuxin's face was pale, but she was smiling slowly.He bent down and touched Lin Huimo's forehead, his amber phoenix eyes were full of tenderness.

Lin Huimo looked over Yang Yuxin's shoulders, the sky was being torn apart, and dark space cracks appeared, and ferocious monsters stretched out their sharp claws, violently tearing the space cracks.

Some monsters that looked like those seen in the East China Sea were far more ferocious and terrifying than the centipede and spider-like monsters.

Numerous monks held their magic weapons and headed forward, frantically attacking and tearing open the cracks. They wanted to plunge their bodies into this world, but they were torn in half by the monsters raising their hands.

Blood splattered and corpses fell.

In the eyes of mortals, the immortal is extremely weak in front of monsters.

Under the attack of monsters, their resistance was like a mantis' arm against a cart.

Countless monsters poured into this world, fighting with Renxiu.

The blood almost dyed the entire sky red.

But amidst the bloody color that seemed to be coming at the end of the world, Yang Yuxin stared at Lin Huimo and spoke softly, as mellow and moving as the breeze in March in Yangchun.

"I traded everything in exchange for a reunion with you."

"No matter how much I forget, I still love you."

"Boom--!!"

Yang Yuxin's phantom was torn apart by the thunder that struck down again, and the silver-white thunder roared and slashed straight at him with the power of destroying heaven and earth.

Lin Huimo's eyes, which were barely in focus, shrank suddenly.

This is, God's punishment? !

Just the first lightning strike shattered the barrier outside the quiet room and destroyed [-]% of the magic amulet on his body.

Lin Huimo regained his composure, turned his palms over, and held the silver-white long knife Mo Xin in his hands.

Just as his palm was about to touch the blade, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, and he spoke softly in the same voice as Lin Huimo.

"Do you know how many people died because of you?"

Lin Huimo's palm stroking the blade trembled.

"The four-square barrier that lost the Kunlun mirror collapsed. Do you know how many extraterrestrial demons have invaded Tianjing's world?"

Lin Huimo's complexion was as pale as snow.

"Ah... Countless people are devoured by monsters, their lives are burnt, and their blood is flowing, all because of you."

Lin Huimo's body was stiff, and he heard the voice whispering in his ear, "Because he wanted to resurrect you, everyone else died."

"Hee hee hee, they're all dead."

"So--"

The voice suddenly became gloomy and cold, word by word: "What are you doing alive?"

Lin Huimo's eyes gradually became sad.

"Don't struggle, God doesn't like you to continue living, or—go, die—ah!!"

Before he finished speaking, a bright knife light suddenly cut down.

The black shadow clinging to his body was split in half by the light of the knife, screaming and turning into black smoke.

Tears rolled from the corners of Lin Huimo's eyes.

"I, I want to live. Even, even if..."

Lin Huimo's palm was pressed down violently, blood splashed everywhere, and on the silver-white saber, particles like star sand lit up one by one.With a flick of his wrist, the saber intent condensed into a white tiger above his body.

The white tiger raised its head to the sky and screamed, leaped up and charged at Jielei, bit the middle of Jielei with one bite, and shook its head violently.

The second thunder, which was capable of destroying souls and souls, was bitten into two pieces in such a way, and finally turned into nothingness unwillingly.

"Even if I am full of sins, I will never leave Ah Xin alone again."

Lin Huimo told herself softly.

The author has something to say: #818The way of heaven that wants to kill the boss even if he says anything#

Tiandao: You are justified in letting you cultivate and ascend as soon as possible, but you are addicted to love? !In the past, if you died of love, you would die. It's not just your family who died of love in the world. In the end, you cheated the world of old paper!Old paper can't deal with you, can't he also deal with that demon empress and treacherous concubine!Look at the old paper and don't hack him to death! ! !

Boss: Have you ever asked me about the 40-meter machete in my hand?

Brother Lin: _(:з"∠)_