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Chapter 199: The Calamity of Nascent Soul

Just as Han Qinsheng appeared, a huge force of heaven and earth instantly enveloped Han Qinsheng's head. The catastrophe clouds in the sky rolled, the electric snake lingered, hissing, and bursts of rumbling sounds were heard in the dark clouds.

"Hahaha, this heavenly tribulation is coming. I'll go to Yaori Ridge to overcome the tribulation first!" Feeling the momentum of the heavenly tribulation in the air became stronger and stronger, Han Qinsheng frowned and said with a relaxed smile.

"Qin Sheng, the thunder tribulation of the Yuanying baby must not be taken lightly." Seeing Han Qin Sheng's indifferent look, Bai Gumi said with some displeasure.

"Hahaha, uncle, I know what I know." Han Qinsheng said, and his figure flashed and disappeared directly.

After seeing Han Qinsheng leave, Bai Gumi once warned his disciples not to go out, his figure flashed and disappeared directly into the sky.

After seeing the two Nascent Souls leave, the Jindan monks in the field also ran out.

Jiang Wenhao, who was standing beside Wang An, smiled and looked at Wang An, waved his sleeves, and a red light rolled up Wang An. The next moment, the two disappeared into Baicao Sect.

Yaori Ridge is a unique stone mountain that is more than 100,000 kilometers away from Baicaomen. This mountain is full of deserts, with no grass growing, and sparse spiritual energy, which is very suitable for experiencing tribulation. Without the support of spiritual energy, the catastrophe clouds gather here very slowly.

As Han Qinsheng left, the overlapping disaster clouds covering the Baicao Sect followed directly behind Han Qinsheng, like shadows.

After arriving at Yaori Ridge, Han Qinsheng stood on an empty earth with a complexion on his face. He raised his arms and flew into the four directions. After a rumbling sound, a space with vaguely powerful spiritual energy enveloped Han Qinsheng.

Immediately afterwards, Han Qinsheng threw out four array plates again, and as he muttered something, four yellow light columns soared into the sky, and a thick and solid earth-attribute advanced defensive magic array appeared above him.

"Boom!"

The black clouds in the sky were rolling and surging, lightning and thunder, and thunderstorms lingered. The clouds of disaster were getting lower and lower, and the brewing momentum gradually became larger. From a distance, you could vaguely feel a terrifying aura that ruined the world.

Half an hour later, Wang An and a group of Jindan monks arrived late.

I saw that the two Nascent Soul monks who came to protect the Dharma had already stood a hundred miles away from Han Qin Sheng, guarding him from the left and right.

On the other hand, the Jindan monk did not dare to get close to a thousand miles. The mighty aura would definitely be shrouded within a thousand miles after the thunder tribulation came.

"Boom!"

An hour passed, and Han Qinsheng was still cross-legged on the ground to consolidate his cultivation. At this time, he suddenly took out two spiritual pills, one flashed with lightning, and one crystal clear, with nine-colored clouds on it. Han Qinsheng looked up and took the pills directly.

"Crack! Rumble!"

At this moment, a powerful aura as vast as the sun rushed straight into the sky, and the catastrophe clouds surged, and millions of lightning lights shot out from the clouds. The shadowless and invisible power of the heavenly way spread thousands of miles away. All the monks present felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Here, Wang An is the only one who is a foundation-building cultivator, but he is an alchemy master. No one dares to have any objections to him, let alone the person who survives the tribulation is his master.

Wang An's spiritual sense and physical strength had already reached the strength of the golden elixir. In this invisible sense of oppression, he just frowned slightly, and he still stood upright beside Jiang Wenhao like a spear.

Seeing Wang An's performance, Jiang Wenhao and the other Jindan monks couldn't help but be amazed. This pair of masters and apprentices were indeed perverts.

...

The disaster clouds became denser and denser, and they were pressing down lower and lower. Han Qinsheng had already felt a huge force of the way of heaven, and an invisible sense of depression lingered in his eyebrows.

"Hahaha, come on! Let me see what you can do to me in this heavenly disaster!"

Han Qinsheng's sleeves were windless, his white hair and long beards were flying, and a fearless aura that looked down on the world suddenly rose from him. The powerful red and green light enveloped him, and a powerful spiritual power shook the space wherever he passed.

At this moment, Han Qinsheng stood proudly among the overlapping clouds of disasters, as tall as a pines, standing opposite the heaven and earth, fighting alone in the sky.

"Boom!"

All the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles rushed into the catastrophe clouds. The catastrophe clouds gathered layer by layer, and at this time they had completely covered the sky over the ten miles around Han Qinsheng. The sky and earth were pitch black and dull, and layered black clouds covered the sky with the momentum of overwhelming the city.

Han Qinsheng's expression remained unchanged. He pointed his finger and a three-inch medicine cauldron that emitted light suddenly appeared in the air. As he muttered something, mysterious runes poured into the small cauldron. The medicine cauldron instantly turned into a hundred feet in size, with a shimmering light and the runes flashing.

This is Han Qinsheng's natal magic weapon, Taiyi Ding.

The heavenly tribulation seemed to feel Han Qinsheng's provocation, and the rumbling sound was rumbling, and the lightning shone in the world; the next moment, nine lightning bolts as thick as thumbs fell from the catastrophe cloud without warning, and instantly struck Han Qinsheng!

The disaster clouds surged, and thousands of rays surrounded by storms followed closely behind Han Qinsheng with the force of Mount Tai to suppress the tripod.

"boom!"

The lightning as thick as a thumb passed through the yellowish defensive magic array without any obstacles. The magic array trembled violently, and the spiritual light dimmed, and it was instantly destroyed.

Han Qinsheng's pupils shrank violently, and he pointed his fingers and saw that the Taiyi tripod was shining brightly, with the powerful momentum of moving mountains and filling the sea, directly facing nine thunder and lightning.

"Boom!"

A brilliant light rushed straight into the sky, and a powerful wave of air spanned thousands of miles. The earth collapsed, dust flew, and the space was broken, and terrifying space forces raged in the middle of the light.

"Hiss, this Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation is so terrible that you can feel this powerful aura thousands of miles away!" Feeling the terrifying aura, the face of the Jindan monk who was far away changed drastically.

"Junior brother, this Nascent Soul thunder tribulation seems to be stronger than ours in the past!" Bai Gumi was in a flashing red light cover, and he said to the green-robed Nascent Soul cultivator in surprise.

"It's true! It seems that our junior brother is not simple, hahaha, it seems that your Dan Peak is about to rise."

...

In the blink of an eye, the light dissipated, and Han Qinsheng was still standing proudly on the earth, and the Taiyi Cauldron in the sky was shining with a bright light.

I saw Han Qinsheng's feet were rugged and messy, and the surrounding land collapsed dozens of feet.

"Boom!"

The catastrophe clouds in the air were still flashing lightning, and spiritual energy within a radius of ten miles was gathering continuously.

The clouds of disaster rolled, and eighteen thunders as thick as thumbs suddenly shot out, leading millions of thunderstorms toward Han Qinsheng.

It is vast and thunder is like a waterfall, like a flowing river of lightning. Wherever it goes, the space is broken and the sky and the earth change color.

After the earth-shaking explosion, a figure in white stood proudly among the flying sand and stones, ragged clothes, but there was a sense of fighting that soared into the sky and burned.

The third wave, twenty-seven lightnings... The heaven and earth change color, Taiyi Cauldron shaking, Han Qinsheng still stood under the disaster clouds.

The fourth wave, thirty-six heavenly thunders intertwined, and the lightning flashed, cutting through the sky.

The eyes were filled with crackling lightning. Han Qinsheng felt that he was surrounded by a world of lightning. Countless thunders were flying, and the power of heaven and earth was sweeping across the world.

Han Qinsheng looked solemn, and his breath changed as he shouted lightly from his mouth. A vicissitudes of fire-red flying sword suddenly appeared on his forehead. As the magic tricks in his hand changed, the flying sword was filled with spiritual light, and the sword energy was filled with cold light.

A sword intent that soared into the sky was unmatched, and there was a vague momentum that pierced through the overlapping clouds of disaster.

There was a cold light everywhere, and millions of gloomy sword lights poured down towards the catastrophe thunder like mercury falling to the ground. Wherever the sword light went, the coldness was biting, and huge holes were exposed in the space.

"Boom!"

The sword light and the thunder collided fiercely, and a brilliant light shone into the sky, the space was shattered, the spiritual energy was raging, the sand and stones were flying, and a breath of destruction filled the entire battlefield.

The thirty-six heavenly thunders were not over, and they still slashed at Han Qinsheng hard.

The next moment, the Taiyi tripod once again shone with dazzling inspiration, and the runes flashed, and a rumbling sound directly blocked the overwhelming lightning.

The light of spirit was shining everywhere, the sky and the earth changed color, and the deafening sound spread throughout the sky. Han Qinsheng was shrouded in the light of spirit and lightning, and life and death were unknown.

The light of spirit dissipated, and the ground was in a mess. I saw Han Qin's body was incomplete, his whole body was charred, and a trace of thunder and lightning were flashing, and the muscles in his body were twitching.

"ha!"

Han Qinsheng roared and exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air. A trace of mysterious power could be seen vaguely rotating on his body. The next moment, the lightning on his body disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Haha, I didn't expect this thunder-proof golden elixir is so effective!" Han Qinsheng's aura became stronger again, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

"Boom!"

I saw the catastrophe clouds in the air stacked and the spiritual energy rolled. At this moment, a greater and more powerful aura was brewing, and all the spiritual energy hundreds of miles away was sucked away.

"Hey, why hasn't this catastrophe cloud retreated? Could it be... Junior Brother Han wants to overcome the 59th heavenly tribulation? Oh my God, we were all the four-nine heavenly tribulation back then." Seeing the catastrophe cloud still rolling and hovering, Bai Gumi suddenly said with surprise.

"That's right, it's indeed the 59th heavenly tribulation!" said the green-robed Nascent Soul monk with a serious face.

The disaster clouds in the air were vast, and a powerful power of heaven and earth enveloped a hundred miles apart, as if it was going to completely smash this space into space powder.

"Hahaha, the 59th Heavenly Tribulation, come on!"

After discovering that the heavenly tribulation was not over, Han Qinsheng suddenly screamed excitedly. When the monks crossed the Nascent Soul Tribulation, they were 99% of the four nine heavenly tribulations. As long as the monks who survived the fifty-nine heavenly tribulation did not fall in the middle, they would become 100% powerful god-turning powers in the future and laugh at this world.

Life and death are success or failure in this move. From then on, the sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide and the fish leaps; if the failure is dead, the Tao will disappear.

A sudden aura of a pit than the second level of the Nascent Soul rose into the sky. At this moment, he actually used a secret technique to force his cultivation.
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