The divine disaster continues.

The fifth catastrophe is over.

The sixth calamity is coming to an end.

The sea of ​​falling into the water exists at a height of ten feet from two people.

He blocked all the power of the previous six tribulations from this.

boom!

The sixth catastrophe is the power of yang.

It fell in an instant, and the sea of ​​water trembled violently.

Yan Feng also had his eyebrows condensed...

His figure kept going back several steps.

The eyes are tightly condensed...

Finally, the power of the sixth catastrophe Yang dissipated.

And the sea of ​​water falling in the sky also dissipated with the sixth disaster.

The clouds of kalpa are still rolling.

But... it's already a matter of Yan Feng.

Yan Feng’s previous promise to Tao Xuan was only the power of the six catastrophes.

But at this moment... Tao Xuan, who was beside him, was still immersed in his secret technique and did not wake up.

And the seventh calamity has begun to brew.

Yan Feng, his eyebrows slightly condensed.

This sixth disaster is already his limit.

If the seventh tribulation is taken, it will be a huge burden for Yan Feng himself, and it will even be destroyed under this divine tribulation.

The power of the catastrophe is still rolling.

And Tao Xuan still has no sign of awakening.

Take a deep breath.

Silence counts breaths.

Yan Feng looked at the sky, waved his hand, and suddenly... the sea of ​​falling into the water appeared again.

At the same time, the power of the seventh catastrophe in the sky began to appear with a raging aura.

"Brother Yan, thank you."

At this moment, Tao Xuan finally opened his eyes.

The petals surrounding it dissipated instantly.

On Tao Xuan's body, Yan Feng felt a breath that had not been before, and could not say anything strange.

Yan Feng nodded.

Then, he went straight down from the top of the peach tree.

Retreat to the land of Taocheng City, stand on the wall, and look at the divine disaster in the center of the city.

Yan Feng could have left without being subjected to the power of this divine disaster.

But... Tao Xuan had already agreed to Yan Feng before.

He will use the power of heaven and earth after the divine tribulation to repair Yan Feng’s lost spiritual arm.

If Yan Feng left the scope of this divine tribulation, then the task of repairing the spirit arm would not be able to be done.

Therefore, Yan Feng must be within the scope of this divine tribulation, waiting for Tao Xuan to successfully overcome this divine tribulation.

The seventh catastrophe has fallen at this moment.

The power of the nine lines falls one after another.

But in the center of Taocheng, Taoxuan easily took it.

Yan Feng, his eyes slightly condensed.

Eyes swept across the many peach trees in this peach city.

Every peach tree has a peach-colored light.

Every peach tree is gathering spiritual power in the center peach tree.

No matter how powerful the catastrophe in the sky was, Tao Xuan, who stood on the top of the peach tree, was not sensational.

"This guy can do it."

In Yan Feng's heart, the voice of the old man Jianling sounded.

"What's the meaning?"

Yan Feng looked at the Tao Xuan and said in a voice.

"This person has just used the six kalpas to transform himself into a million bodies."

"In other words, every peach tree in this city, the monks in it are sharing the divine tribulation with him. No wonder I am confused. So many monks in this peach city were in the peach tree before, but they did not trigger the divine tribulation at all. It turned out that they had already integrated aura."

Yan Feng, listening to the words of the old man Jianling, his eyebrows slightly condensed.

"If this is the case, not all of those monks will be wiped out under this divine tribulation?"

"Won't."

The old man Jianling smiled and said, "This guy is quite conscientious, but it is indeed terrifying. He accurately distributed the power of the divine tribulation to every monk's body, so that they can withstand a certain amount of power without hurting their lives. With this power of control alone, I have lived for so long and never seen it."

Yan Feng was surprised when he heard this.

Such accurate distribution is indeed rare.

The divine disaster continues.

However, Yan Feng seemed to be very relaxed in the Tao Xuan's tribulation.

Until the end of the seventh calamity, his body did not move a single step.

Then there was the eighth tribulation, which was several times stronger than the seventh tribulation, but it was still blocked by Tao Xuan.

Until…the ninth catastrophe.

It is also the last divine disaster.

The clouds in the sky turned into black this time.

Heaven and earth are trapped in darkness.

Abandoned, nine colors!

The power of the nine lines turns into nine colors and wanders in the clouds of disasters.

The breath contained in it, a wisp of light, is enough to make people tremble.

Even Yan Feng felt this aura and his eyelids twitched.

"If this demon cultivator can trigger such a divine tribulation, once this demon cultivator breaks through the divine master, he will definitely become an incredible existence. I am afraid that apart from the great divine master, there are few divine masters in this world who can suppress it."

The old man Jianling sighed in Yan Feng's heart: "If this practice truly fulfills his promise to you and completes three things for you, you will be of great help in the future."

Yan Feng frowned slightly. If that was true, it would be a good thing.

However... no one can tell whether this demon cultivator will do it.

It was at this moment.

In the sky, the dark clouds bloom.

From this, the ninth catastrophe, the power of gold, down!

The ninth catastrophe begins!

It's like the end of the world is coming!

This time the power of the catastrophe was so powerful that even Yan Feng couldn't help but frown.

The power of the city center and the entire huge peach tree were completely wrapped under the power of gold.

and…

This is just the beginning.

It is not as usual as before, the power of disaster falls one by one.

After the power of gold falls.

In just one breath, the power of wood fell above the sky.

Another breath, the power of water!
To be continued...