Chapter 402 I am the great calamity, where can I go to eliminate me?

On May 16, it rained lightly in Fengtian Territory, but a blood-red light was seen with unparalleled momentum, seemingly heading towards the Central Territory.

Many people from immortal cultivation sects, aristocratic families, and secluded sects were awakened.

They looked up at the sky, but even with the powerful eyesight of cultivators, they could not see the figure of the blood-red light.

But... wherever the blood-red light passed, the sky and the earth were dyed red.

The rays of sunlight shining through the red sky also turned blood red.

Countless immortal cultivators called this scene the Bloody Day Slaughtering the Sky.

"Qi Yuan is the Blood-Clothed Sword God. It seems that he is going to start eliminating the great calamity!" A Yin God trembled in shock.

Three days is too short for the Yin God.

This Blood-Clothed Sword God cannot be judged by common sense at all.

The declaration of war was not only not kept secret, but was also done openly.

Moreover, time is so tight!

After contacting all the strong men, he went there in person three days later! He faced the catastrophe on his own!

This shocked Yinshen Venerable and Dazun.

“The Blood-Clothed Sword God is so confident. Could it be that he has entered the realm of Yang God just like the previous one?” A great master spoke.

“Back then, that person failed in the end because of the leak of the Mountain of Destiny.

This time the mountain of destiny has already been cut off, maybe there is really a chance!"

"You are dreaming. There is no need for the Mountain of Destiny to leak the secret. The Blood-Clothed Sword God will leak it himself!" said the Venerable Yinshen helplessly.

Countless eyes looked up at the sky, as if wanting to see that bloody light.

"No, the sky in our Boyu Region has also been dyed red!"

"After waking up from seclusion, why is the sky of our Northern Desert dyed red? Huh? Blood-robed Sword God, what does this mean?"

"Not only Beimo, but other regions have also been dyed red. What is the Blood-Cloaked Sword God doing?"

Many people were puzzled and discussions continued.

Maybe I took a nap, maybe I had a meal, maybe I washed my underwear, and then looked up at the sky.

A glance at the red sky! The entire sky of the Canglan Realm was dyed red by the blood-red light.

The light shines down like bloodshot.

Countless people were puzzled, but some were also shocked.

This Blood-Clothed Sword God... is really fast.

However, many cultivators also had doubts in their hearts: "The Blood-Robed Sword God is so powerful, then how powerful should the Great Tribulation be?"

"Alas, we know too little about the Great Tribulation. We have no idea whether it is a human or a demon, how powerful it is, or what it has done."

"Maybe, the Great Tribulation...may also live in peace with us?"

People in the world know too little about the great catastrophe.

It can even be said that in a remote area like the Shenguang Sect, there is no concept of a great catastrophe at all.

Only a large Zifu family like the Jiang family can learn about one or two great disasters through the treasure, but they know very little.

As for the Yin God, most people have heard of great catastrophes.

But our understanding of the catastrophe is limited to the harvest.

What kind of existence the catastrophe is and who is behind it is unknown.

Regarding the existence of the Great Catastrophe, we only know that it should be in the Yang God realm. After all, there was once a Yang God in the Canglan Realm who failed to break through the Great Catastrophe.

Therefore, when "Qi Yuan Eliminates the Great Disaster" was released, many people in the Canglan Realm did not take it seriously.

Some even think that the poisonous nature of the technique is just an exaggeration, just like the poisonous nature of spiritual energy. All cultivators in the Canglan Realm who use spiritual energy to practice will eventually perish.

Therefore, the catastrophe is out of reach.

There was even a female cultivator who thought she was beautiful and once said that if Dajie opened his eyes and looked at her, he would definitely not be empty-eyed, and might even become a Taoist partner with her.

There were also male cultivators with extraordinary talents who said that Dajie might be impressed by his talent and accept him as a disciple.

There are various opinions about "Qi Yuan Chu Da Jie".

At the moment of You, the sky of the entire Canglan Realm turned red.

Countless monks looked at the sky with solemn expressions, feeling as if they were witnessing history.

In the pavilion, Jiang Lingsu, who was wearing a green dress, had cold sweat on her forehead, and there was endless worry in her beautiful eyes.

Even the plain green skirt cannot hide this graceful figure. It is hard to imagine how stunningly beautiful she will be after it is peeled off.

The skirt is very long, and occasionally a little bit of it reveals that she is wearing flesh-colored stockings underneath. It looks quite incongruous, but also has a strange charm.

Not long ago, she was playing chess with her senior brother here, her mind was in a trance, as if she was trying to make a decision.

But now the eldest brother has gone to face the catastrophe.

Leaving her alone.

She recalled a glimpse she had seen in the family treasure: blood rained down, the world turned upside down, which was something that could not be achieved by the power of one individual.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Big Brother, you must be okay!"

At this moment, countless eyes looked up at the sky, wanting to find Dajie, wanting to see the Blood-Clothed Sword God Qi Yuan.

They wanted to understand what the great catastrophe was and how powerful the Blood-Clothed Sword God was.

As the blood-red light shone, countless people felt a sense of desolation and sadness in their hearts.

A strong fighting spirit accumulated at this moment. All those who looked at the bloody sky felt the extreme fighting spirit at this moment.

Central sky area.

The blood-red figure stopped, standing tall with long hair fluttering.

Three people were standing in front of the blood-red figure.

Wang Lingtong bowed respectfully: "Senior, please help me to get rid of the great calamity. I would like to present you with a talisman that contains the full force of ten myths!"

Wang Lingshan also lowered her head. When she saw Qi Yuan's handsome appearance, the ridiculous feeling she had in her heart disappeared.

"I have a skill that may help me avoid a catastrophe. I would like to present it to you, senior!"

Finally, a man dressed in black robes and looking desperate looked at Qi Yuan, his eyes full of death: "The destiny of Qianmo Realm is dedicated to you, senior!"

Qianmo Realm is also a three thousand pig farm similar to Canglan Realm.

However, the fate of this world is much more tragic.

The catastrophe seemed to have swallowed up all the potential of this world, leaving behind a ruin. Finally, the catastrophe slowly chewed and devoured the land, mountains, rivers, sea and sky of the Qianmo Realm.

In Qianmo Realm, only this black-robed man was still alive, and he escaped into Xingli Realm.

Except for the Three Thousand Pig Farms, he cannot go to any other world, otherwise he will die.

Now, these three Yin Gods who came from other realms, without any nonsense, sent their respective treasures to Qi Yuan, who was about to face a catastrophe, to help him a little.

At this time, it is meaningless to persuade, warn, warn, or tell people about the severity of the catastrophe.

"Okay." The bloody figure spoke in a low voice, speaking sparingly, as if he was brewing something.

"May you rise to the top and put an end to the great calamity!" Wang Lingtong and Wang Lingshan said.

The black-robed man's eyes, which were filled with death, finally showed a hint of sharpness and determination.

"Senior, fuck this great calamity!"

His voice was hoarse, but it also represented his anger.

"good."

The figure in the blood-red robe looked back at the world, then leaped into the endless chaos and disappeared.

The three Yin Gods stood there with complicated looks. Wang Lingshan said, "I hope you can win!"

If the Blood-Clothed Sword God wins, there might be a glimmer of hope for the Xingli Realm.

But they also understand that once the heroes leave, they will never return.

In the three thousand worlds, from ancient times to the present, there are geniuses as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river. Many people are mediocre or avoid the market, but there will always be geniuses like the Blood-Clothed Sword God who will appear, raise their arms and dare to fight the catastrophe with their flesh and blood!

"This battle... no matter the outcome, we will all remember it!"

The central sky is an unknown place, full of chaos.

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed in the vague chaos.

This product called the Great Catastrophe is in a daze and spends 99% of the time in a coma, without any consciousness of its own.

Perhaps because he had existed for too long, a ray of light appeared on his body and he gained some consciousness.

At this moment, infinite information is pouring into the world.

Dajie opened his eyes, and his not very spiritual eyes seemed a little deep and confused, as if he had not woken up yet.

"Qi Yuan eliminates the great calamity?"

The great catastrophe whispered, its voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

It was like a fingernail-sized pebble thrown into the vast ocean, which caused a few ripples at first. However, no one expected that the ripples would keep expanding and then become waves, which in an instant turned into huge waves, and then into world-destroying waves thousands of miles high.

The thunder-like sound also rang in the ears of everyone in the Canglan Realm.

"Those who have experienced the tribulation, bearing sin and blood, should atone for their sins by cutting their flesh one by one between heaven and earth."

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All the cultivators from the Canglan Realm who heard this voice turned pale.

The sound of the Tao struck the soul directly, and countless monks felt guilt and fear in their hearts.

"We are burdened with sin and blood?"

"Is the great catastrophe a test from God?"

“We were wrong!”

The sound of a great catastrophe will make anyone who hears it feel uneasy and fearful.

All the cultivators also understood at this moment the tip of the iceberg of the power of the catastrophe.

It was just a sound, but it seemed as if it could be heard in every corner of the Canglan Realm.

This kind of power and this kind of hugeness are simply unmatched.

At this moment, an even more vast voice sounded.

"Those who have experienced the calamity, who do not repent, and who have given rise to false thoughts, and who have come here with murderous intent, should never fall!"

As the sound of the catastrophe came to everyone's mind, a picture appeared.

Mountains and rivers collapsed, seas flooded back, continents were cut off, and spiritual energy collapsed.

Countless creatures are crying and dead souls are wandering.

The terrifying natural disaster and the ruthless avenue are destroying the world.

Seeing this devastating scene, all the monks trembled and their eyes turned gray and desperate.

"The catastrophe... is unstoppable!"

"How to get rid of this?"

"We are the ones who are wrong. The catastrophe is not at fault!" Some monks lost their courage and collapsed in tears.

The Yin God is extremely powerful and one strike is enough to destroy an entire country. He represents the strongest power in the Canglan Realm.

However, compared with the entire Qianmo Realm, a country... is like a grain of sand on the beach.

Who can win in a battle with a being like the Great Tribulation? Who can win? In Feng Tianyu, the deep eyes of the Iceberg Tyrant Girl showed endless fear and timidity: "Is this... the Great Tribulation? Even the Yin God cannot imagine it!"

When she first entered the Yin Shen realm, she was full of high aspirations and felt that she was not on the same level as the Zi Fu realm and that she could cause a country to fall with a flip of her hand.

But the difference between this and causing a whole world to sink is quite large.

The Great Venerable White Fish looked dejected: "I have spent my entire life, but I am afraid I have not been able to hurt Him in the slightest."

A great master said with a bitter face: "Ant...it's me."

The little fox girl sat on the ground in a daze: "It's okay, the senior is so strong, he will definitely be able to destroy the catastrophe! "It's over, it's over, the Blood-Clothed Sword God actually dared to challenge such a catastrophe, the Canglan Realm is finished!" Some cultivators went crazy and their minds were lost.

"Is this the great calamity..." A cultivator who had been away from the world for a thousand years and achieved great success late in life felt desperate, "Who can defeat me?"

Shen Guang Sect, Kang Fulu looked at the scene in silence.

In the East, Jiang Ruhua was anxious and turned into a stream of light to hurry on his way frantically: "We must speed up. We must see that bastard Qi Yuan and give him a blow before the destruction!"

At this time, he only thought that the Blood-Clothed Sword God had the same name as Qi Yuan.

Now, Qi Yuan has avoided a great disaster.

The world is in turmoil, and countless lives are about to perish.

At this time, Qi Yuan kidnapped his precious daughter. How could he not be angry when he couldn't see his daughter at such a critical moment?

If he saw Qi Yuan, he would definitely give him a slap in the face!

However, he was flying in the sky when he suddenly froze.

The sky and earth of Canglan Realm became dark at this moment.

It was dim and all sunlight was blocked, not even the bloody sun could be seen.

Jiang Ruhua couldn't help but look up, and saw... a huge monster rising slowly, and a huge black shadow appeared between the sky and the earth. The black shadow was getting bigger and bigger, and the figure of the monster was also getting bigger and bigger.

"this……"

Jiang Ruhua's whole body was trembling, and the spiritual energy in his body was turbulent at this moment.

He looked at the huge monster in the sky and just wanted to find a hole to hide in, as if he would feel a little safe only when there was something blocking his way on all sides.

“Too big!”

"What's this!"

"A monster?"

“Is this… His eyes?”

Countless monks gritted their teeth, their teeth ached and their hearts trembled.

If the image had only appeared in my mind before and I looked at it from a third-party perspective, it would not be a big deal.

Now, when they are there in person and look up at the epic giant, everyone is terrified and frightened.

This catastrophe... has no end in sight, and seems to be even bigger than the Canglan Realm.

The Yin God's attack might not even hurt his hair, so how could the Blood-robed Sword God win? The behemoth was like a body made up of chaos, huge and incomparable, with only the spiritual fire burning in its eyes.

His huge eyes, hanging in the sky, look down at the world.

All living beings trembled from the bottom of their hearts.

Some people even knelt down directly.

"Jie, great immortal god!"

"Forgive me!"

Facing such a horrible monster, cultivators simply cannot muster any desire to resist.

Jiang Lingsu raised her head, her pretty face was pale, but her eyes were filled with murderous intent.

If looks could kill, Dajie would have been killed by her countless times.

"Qi Yuan has eliminated the great disaster!" Jiang Lingsu called out in his heart.

Great Wisdom Master also looked up at the enormous body of the Great Tribulation, a deep look flashed in the depths of his eyes: "He...is getting bigger and bigger."

At this time, I saw...

The incomparably huge body of chaos opened its mouth at this moment, like a black hole in the starry sky, capable of swallowing everything.

"I am the great calamity, where is the one who can remove me?"

The eyes of the Great Tribulation Spirit swept across the earth, as if trying to find the one who had experienced the tribulation.

All the monks were stunned at this moment. Where is the Blood-robed Sword God? "I'm... on your head!"

Compared with the dull sound of the catastrophe, this voice has a hint of coldness.

All the monks subconsciously looked up at the sky, but they saw nothing except that huge monster.

At this moment, the confused and muddled great catastrophe suddenly raised its head.

He suddenly saw...

(End of this chapter)