One person overcame the calamity, and the whole city of Tai'an gathered to watch the ceremony.

All attention.

A heaven-destroying aura descended from the sky. In the midst of thunder and lightning, three thunderbolts as thick as arms crashed down, hitting Shangyang Palace with unrivaled force.

"Hey, it's the Thirty-nine Heavenly Tribulations."

"It's only thirty-nine heavenly tribulations."

“Isn’t this calamity-crossing person’s talent too poor?”

"It's probably due to good luck, relying on chance, and becoming a mortal-killer by chance."

"Shh."

"Silence, no matter what, this person who has overcome the tribulation can be regarded as a powerful slayer with boundless magic power. How can we allow Jindan monks like us to talk nonsense? Be careful of trouble coming from your mouth!"

“…”

The study room.

Looking at the huge calamity cloud and the disproportionate power of the thunder, Dong Yunyue looked puzzled: "He is more talented than me, why... wait, something is wrong!"

Only three thunder tribulations fell, and six more thunder tribulations followed closely behind.

"this…"

Dong Yunyue was stunned: "Since ancient times, there have never been two levels of thunder tribulation superimposed on the mortal tribulation, even if the thunder tribulation transformed... This heavenly tribulation is weird."

Without waiting to deduce the whole story, the thunder roared again, three times, and it was ninety-nine heavenly tribulations.

Dong Yunyue's eyes were wide open, her expression was tangled for a moment, her phoenix body swayed, and she fled out of the study room in the scent of wind: she still felt uneasy in her heart, so she decided to go to Shangyang Palace to have a look.

Lingyan Pavilion.

Twelve figures sat around, with different expressions, as if they were discussing something.

They are all die-hard confidants of Empress Dongyun, and their realms vary from high to low. The strongest is at the peak of Nascent Soul, while the weakest is at the early stage of Nascent Soul. They only obey the emperor's orders.

Sudden.

The violent aura of heavenly calamity shook the palace, and everyone's conversation was interrupted.

Their faces froze, they looked at each other, and then they rushed out of Lingyan Pavilion at the same time and went straight to the Sutra Pavilion: the Sutra Pavilion contains ancient books from all over the world...

Be knowledgeable and understand the present!

"Prime Minister Zuo, does this calamity look like the one in the legend..."

"It's hard to say."

"Who is the one who overcomes the tribulation?"

"The former headmaster of the Beast Control Sect, what is his name...Chen Yi?"

“…”

When Dong Yunyue rushed to Shangyang Palace, the place was in a mess. Chen Yi stood in the middle of a deep pit with his hands behind his hands, his hair was spread out, and his eyebrows were bleeding, but his momentum did not decrease but increased.

A sword intent that was superior to all living things soared into the sky, as if provocative.

Jie Yun transformed without any surprise.

The empress' face turned pale and she murmured: "This, this is a certain death... Has his talent reached the point where the gods are jealous of him? What should we do?"

If this scene were placed before her trip to Suzhou, she would never have had much psychological fluctuations. At most, she would secretly sigh in her heart for the fate of a talented person, but things were different now.

Ten years of training, Wushan Yunyu.

She had long been devoted to Chen Yi: the empress's heart was big, big enough to hold a whole world, but the empress's heart was also small, small enough to hold only one person.

How to live without Chen Yi... She can't imagine, let alone imagine!

…

Dong Yunyue, who was worried about her lover's safety, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

The other side.

The twelve elders of Lingyan Pavilion, headed by Prime Minister Zuo Zining, arrived belatedly with an ancient book in their arms. When they saw Dong Yunyue in a daze, they shouted angrily:

"Your Majesty, retreat quickly, this is not a natural disaster!"

Not a catastrophe?!

Dong Yunyue subconsciously raised her head and looked up at the sky.

At this time.

Sudden mutation:

I saw above the clouds, the calamity clouds expanded crazily and changed colors. The entire sky of 300,000 miles was blocked by fiery red calamity clouds. The momentum was heartbreaking.

Afterwards, the rain melted into ice, the ice turned into fog, and the heat wave rolled in, burning crazily for nine days and ten places.

Between thick fog.

A giant figure covered in flames could be faintly seen, with his feet on heavy fire clouds, holding a weapon forged by the thunder calamity in his hand, with cold eyes, overlooking the sun.

"What on earth is that flame giant?"

Just being glanced at by the giant's eyes made Dong Yunyue feel extremely palpitated:

"I have personally traveled through the tribulation of slaying mortals, and I have also seen the transformation of tribulations in ancient books, but no matter which one of them, I have never possessed such power... It is so terrifying!"

"Your Majesty, the name of the giant is the One who holds the Way."

Zuo Zining handed the ancient book to Dong Yunyue and peered nervously at the giant:

"There is a cloud in the ancient books."

"Whenever a spirit that defies heaven appears, the heaven and earth will send something down. Its puppet body has no spirit and no wisdom. It specializes in carrying out punishments on behalf of heaven, killing the evil spirit, and rectifying the power of heaven..."

"Speak directly, what realm?"

This is what Dong Yunyue really cares about.

"ten times."

"What ten times?"

"The realm is ten times higher than that of Ni Ling!"

Zuo Zining looked solemn and said: "No matter how high the realm of the counter-spirit is, its realm will be ten times higher than the realm of the counter-spirit. The most terrifying thing is that its realm has no upper limit..."

Yudu.

Zuo Zining took a deep breath: "Unless you can achieve a one-hit kill, every time you are injured, your realm will increase by one point, until... the Niling is completely extinct!"

"puff!"

Hear the words.

Dong Yunyue, who was in a state of chaos, was suddenly furious, causing the essence and blood in the muscles and veins all over her body to surge up and spurt out, causing her body to stagger and fall straight to one side.

fortunately.

Prime Minister Zuo had quick hands and quick eyes and helped her in time:

"Your Majesty, you..."

"I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Dong Yunyue pushed Zuo Zining away: "Quick, think of a way, he can't die, I don't want him to die, think of a way to save him, yes, think of a way... think of it quickly!"

"this…"

Zuo Zining turned around and winked, then one person stepped forward:

"Your Majesty."

"There was a god in ancient times. She is called Qingnu, the ancestor of all puppets. She has a mourning technique that can defeat puppets. If you can send her incarnation to help, Mr. Chen can save you."

"Is this true?"

"I dare not deceive you, but..."

"If you fart quickly, let it go!"

Dong Yunyue was so anxious that she cursed.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The man smiled bitterly and said: "According to ancient books, this god is different from other gods. He is not only arrogant and conceited but also has a weird personality. The difficulty of driving him is no less than overcoming a disaster..."

"Is there any precedent for expulsion in history?"

"Never..."

"Then I will be the first one!"

The second explanation of "Seventy-two Explanations of Immortal Sect" - the art of expelling gods: it can drive the incarnation of the will of the ancient gods to come down to the human world for one's own use. It is only the incarnation and not the original body.

…
To be continued...