Cangyuan Realm, Heaven and Earth Hall, a quiet room.

Meng Chuan sensed that the catastrophe was coming soon, and after speaking to his wife, Meng Chuan came here. At this moment, he took the initiative to dissipate many primordial avatars, leaving only one real body of his hometown and one real body from outside the territory to cross the catastrophe.

"The seventh dimensional **** of heaven." Meng Chuan sat cross-legged in the quiet room, waiting patiently for the coming of the heaven.

In the seventh calamity of the soul, there are many seniors who successfully crossed the calamity, after all, there are several in each generation.

The information about the robbery is also very detailed.

"The seventh calamity is aimed at the soul, the will of the soul." Meng Chuan secretly said, "I still have great confidence."

"It's the eighth calamity of the soul, and there is no information recorded." Meng Chuan was quietly waiting for the calamity to arrive, but thought a lot. There are only a handful of the Eighth Tribulations of the Primordial God born in history. Even the owner of the Shiratori Pavilion and the Ten Thousand-Star Celestial Emperor would find it difficult to see a Primordial God and Eight Tribulations. It is naturally difficult to collect information on the Eighth Tribulation of the Primordial God.

Meng Chuan did not find information on the Eighth Day Calamity of the soul in the White Bird Pavilion, Eternal Building.

"First become the Seven Tribulations Realm, and then try to master the rules of time and space. I'm still far away from the eighth disaster." Meng Chuan knew very well that he hadn't even reached the top of the Devil Mountain. It is far, far away from the evolution of the'rules of time and space'.

"Come here." Meng Chuan stopped thinking, because there was already power coming.

"Wow."

The unprecedented icy fog descended on the sea of ​​consciousness in Mengchuan, and in an instant, it had frozen the soul of Mengchuan.

"This is?" Meng Chuan looked around, surrounded by a world of ice and snow, "Illusion?"

"My soul was frozen, and consciousness was introduced into the illusion?" Meng Chuan collected a large amount of information on the tragedy, and understood the situation that he encountered. "If even the mind and will are frozen, then I will fail the tragedy and die. The soul is gone."

"It must last long enough."

"It's been a long time until the end of the robbery, but this illusion is really cold." Meng Chuan couldn't help but shiver, and then walked along.

In the illusion, he is mundane, without any supernatural power.

Meng Chuan knew very well that this was a confrontation between the will of the soul and the'Heaven's Tribulation.' The weaker the will of the soul, the colder he would feel and the easier it was to freeze to death. Meng Chuan's mental will is considered strong, just shivering.

...

In the vast icy world, only Meng Chuan was walking slowly. There were snowflakes on his eyebrows and his face. He looked up into the distance. In the distance, there was a blizzard that swept across the world.

"It's a blizzard again." Meng Chuan whispered to himself, the wind was whistling, rolling in countless snowflakes, and hitting him fiercely.

Meng Chuan lowered his head to endure, the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and he was also overwhelmed by more and more snow.

After a long time, the wind and snow stopped.

In a piece of snow, a hand stretched out from the heavy snow, Meng Chuan crawled out from below, shaking, and the snow slipped.

"Blizzards, avalanches, icy lakes... What are the dangers, come on, I am the body of the mind and will, and if the mind and will resist, I will not die." Meng Chuan will not change his face, if his mind and will can only go The blizzard would be much more violent when he reached the road to Demon Mountain for fifty thousand miles, and he would feel much colder, and the difficulty of crossing the catastrophe would rise sharply, but he could walk to the position of ninety-eight thousand miles after all.

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In the illusion, Meng Chuan calmly dealt with many hardships, without any disturbance. What really gave Meng Chuan some headaches was ‘time’.

In the illusion, there will never be an end, and I don’t know how long it has passed. The time in the illusion is meaningless. After a million years in the illusion, the outside world may only pass by for a moment.

Here, Meng Chuan's conscious thinking is as slow as a mortal. Under freezing conditions, his thinking will become slower and slower, and he cannot sense any rules.

"How long have I been away? Thirty thousand years? Or three hundred thousand years?" Meng Chuan himself didn't know, and his extremely slow thinking prevented him from judging the flow of time.

Meng Chuan experienced the torment of time during the Fifth Dimensional Tribulation.

That time, there was no freezing, no torture, just spent an unknown amount of time in nothingness.

This time it was even worse.

Not only is there no end in sight for a long time, there are also endless tribulations and tortures. If the Yuanshen Tribulation Realm is too long and exhausted, unable to resist the suffering, and eventually frozen... then it will die.

"bring it on."

"Despite thousands of calamities, no matter how long the time is, there will eventually be an end. At that time, I will succeed." Meng Chuan firmly believes that he can succeed, and the'hope' of success in the disaster is like a lamp, shining on Meng Chuan. Walking in the illusion.

time flies.

Three million years? 30 million years?

Meng Chuan didn't know how long it had been. When he felt "it's time to end," he actually didn't even pass a tenth of the time. In fact, Meng Chuan was frightened by the long time of the illusion, and he began to breed a little fatigue.

The length of the illusion has made Meng Chuan, the primordial spirit, the Seven Tribulations Realm begin to get used to the illusion, and even feel that the illusion will last longer.

"Wow."

Quietly, the illusion has collapsed.

The power that had frozen Meng Chuan Yuanshen also quietly disappeared.

"Success?" Meng Chuan was in a trance for a moment.

Long persistence ushered in the final success.

"Long" is simple to say, but in fact, no matter how powerful it is, in the face of a long enough time, it will become more and more exhausted and even collapse.

"Fortunately, I created the Yuanshen method before I crossed the calamity." Meng Chuan recalled the calamity, somewhat fortunate. "Otherwise, the road to the magic mountain is only six to seven thousand li, and the cross is really the line of life and death."

Although the 50,000 li road to the Demon Mountain has reached the spiritual will threshold of the Seven Tribulations Realm of the Primordial God, it is only the lowest threshold, which means that the world of the Primordial God can withstand the evolution of the original rules, and the hope of crossing the Tribulation is also very low. The higher the spiritual will, the greater the hope of crossing the catastrophe.

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Cangyuanjie, Jiangzhou City, Meng Mansion.

Liu Qiyue sat at the desk, staring blankly at a semi-finished painting in front of him.

Before Meng Chuan and her co-created together, Meng Chuan painted her inscription. However, just halfway through the painting, Meng Chuan said: "Heaven's robbery is here. In July, I will go to retreat." Then he left.

Liu Qiyue had known for a long time that her husband was about to usher in the seventh calamity, but when this moment came, she was still extremely worried.

"Tribulation, every step forward is a robbery."

"Only through the catastrophe can we be stronger." Liu Qiyue was worried about her husband, she just sat blankly, with countless thoughts rolling in her mind.

Two days, three days...

The longer the time, the more anxious she became. She had no choice but to sit here and wait for her husband's return.

After sitting for seven months, a figure in white clothes and white hair appeared outside the study, looking at her through the study window with a smile, Liu Qiyue only then showed a smile, his eyes also glowed with color, and immediately got up and walked out.

"A Chuan, did you succeed?" Liu Qiyue looked at Meng Chuan, worried about her husband's failure in crossing the robbery, and came to say goodbye.

"Successful." Meng Chuan smiled.

Cangyuan Realm, on this day, was born the second Seven Tribulations Realm Great Power in history.

(End of this episode)

Stop for another day tomorrow, and update the 28th episode the day after tomorrow.

Cang Yuan Tu is expected to end in about two months.