"bite!"

The ethereal ringtone sounds open, and everything is silent. It seems that all sounds are taken away by the ringtone, and it is dead silence and speechlessness.

"clang!"

The ringtone shook again, and the ethereal spirit was broken instantly, becoming extremely chaotic and noisy.

The army of demons became restless, and the sound of bells seemed to be heard not from their ears, but from their hearts.

Those who cannot calm down, the unforgettable regret, the anger, the loss, the loneliness, the fear... all began to whisper, and as the ringtone ripples, they became louder and louder, louder, roaring and endless disputes.

This is the confusion and noise of life.

There is great horror between life and death, and great confusion, which is a chaotic soul!

Xiao An urged the soul bell to rush to stumble, while whispering, with both the ethereal dragon roar and the solemn law, which became one with the bell sound and became more and more chaotic.

Her silence just now was not just to control the skeleton rosary to deal with the battles in the distance, but also to reconcile the Buddha and demons and stimulate the power of this chaotic soul bell to the extreme.

The vast majority of the army in the Demon Realm were ordinary demons, and they immediately fell into chaos and began to kill each other. Even the demon generals felt upset and wanted to start killing. The demon generals were still rational, but they could not suppress their positions at all.

Although the demon kings were not affected, they had no power to command the army at all. This was the only one of the Demon-Fighting Legion.

When the military formation was in chaos, the meaning of unity suddenly disappeared. The thousand-foot-foot-foot-fighting demon immediately became blurred. The expression of the fighting demon changed and his murderous intention suddenly arose.

Li Qingshan was overjoyed. This was simply a weapon of mass destruction. As expected, Xiao An was still reliable!

The thousand-foot-foot-sized giant sword that cut off the "Red Dragon King" struck through the sky, stimulating the demonic energy of the sky, and slashing towards Xiao An.

Xiao An ignored him, remained motionless, focused on urging the soul bell, and the moon-white monk's robe drifted in the wind.

A blood moon rose to the sky, Li Qingshan cut off the huge sword of a thousand feet with a knife, guarded in front of Xiao An, and pointed at Dou Mo Hun, "Your enemy is me!"

The Dou Mo Hun suddenly roared wildly. The Qianzhang Dou Mo behind him also opened his arms and made a terrifying battle cry, diluting the sound of the bell, and the demons woke up from the chaos.

...

Qinghe Prefecture.

The devastated earth shines with sunshine and is also dyed with a warm color. The Golden Cicada King looks up at the sky in a daze. The cicada wings behind it are rippling with gorgeous streams in the light.

Li Qingshan was also a little stunned. Is this considered a failure to overcome the tribulation? After all, if the tribulation is successful, this world will not be able to accommodate it. Since there is no success in ascension, it means failure.

But this situation is too rare. Passing a tribulation is often a struggle between life and death. If you succeed, you will get to the next level. If you fail, your soul will be scattered and your corpse will not exist. Generally, there is only one heavenly tribulation, which will lead to the possibility of failure to pass the tribulation but survival. Moreover, this possibility is very small. The severe damage you suffer will often cut off your path to practice.

Such as the ascension tribulation, I have never heard of the example of failure of the transition tribulation. The realm of the Golden Cicada Spirit King has obviously improved, and it is only half a step away from ascension. Not only does it not suffer, but it benefits from it, which is even more incredible.

Gu Yanying vaguely guessed the reason. The heavenly tribulation was approaching, and the Flying Locust King had previously devoted countless clones containing his own aura to the thunder. In the end, the deity was buried under the thunder. In addition, his own strength was also very close to passing the tribulation, which made the heavenly tribulation judge that the person who passed the tribulation was dead.

There were too many slight opportunities and rare coincidences that led to such an ending. I couldn't help but sigh that the Flying Locust King was determined to stop the Golden Cicada Spirit King from passing the tribulation, and he made a lot of efforts, but in the end he was responsible for the Golden Cicada Spirit King's failure to pass the tribulation.

Jin Fugui and Yue Wuyang both breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, they finally solved a great disaster for Qingzhou. This is their responsibility as the commander of the Golden Eagle and the general king.

Suddenly remembering the scene that the Flying Locust King first showed, he hurriedly asked Li Qingshan: "How is the Tianlong Zen Temple?"

"The Demon Suppression Palace has been destroyed, the Demon Cavity has been opened, the Demon Realm has launched a large-scale attack, and a million troops have come. I will go back and support now. If you are interested, you can go and have a look together."

Li Qingshan glanced at the King of Golden Cicada. The news did not move him at all, and he still looked up at the sky in a daze. He felt a little regretful. If he could come to help, he would definitely have great help. If it were a single realm, he would probably be the highest in Jiuzhou, between the demon king and the demon emperor.

But it’s better not to bother him now!

So he stretched out his hand, put a string of skeleton beads on his wrist, waved his wings and broke through the air,

"Big Daddy's clone, wait for me!" The little phoenix caught up with him.

"What is the clone of the big father?" Li Qingshan glared.

"Did you call wrong?"

"Don't follow me, you haven't even survived three heavenly tribulations. Why join in the fun? Let's go play with your sister!" Li Qingshan shouted.

Although the little Fenghuang was reluctant, she did not dare to talk back to Li Qingshan. Even if she was just a "big father's clone", she could only turn her body and fly away.

The sound of the wind passed by, and Li Qingshan looked back and Gu Yanying rushed over to walk with her, and smiled and said, "You must join in such a lively!"

"Well, but be careful, this battle is very dangerous!" Li Qing solemnly reminded that even a great monk may not be able to protect himself in such a war.

"Thank you for your concern." Gu Yanying said.

"I'm too worried. It's strange that you can be dangerous if you change your mind and preserve your strength," Li Qingshan said with a smile.

"Please don't say so badly. At least I have helped you a few times!" Gu Yanying said.

"Yes, yes, I will never forget the great kindness of Commander Gu." Li Qingshan said with a smile, and suddenly felt the skeleton beads on his wrist tighten. Well, the war is now critical, and it is indeed not the time to joke.

Gu Yanying laughed a long time, and rushed away quickly.

After hearing Li Qingshan's words, Jin Fugui and Yue Wuyang both looked solemnly. When they looked at each other, they felt a little bitter in their hearts. It was already a lot of hardships to deal with a flying locust king. The locust plague was destroyed, and the demon plague broke out again, and it was even more vicious than the locust plague. Qingzhou was really full of disasters and difficulties.

If they knew the situation of Wan Guiyuan at this moment and the approaching Yue army, I wonder what their expression would be?

"Do you go?" Jin Fugui sighed and asked Yue Wuyang.

"Go!" Yue Wuyang said decisively. As a successor to the military strategist, how could he be afraid of war?

"The Hell Road is not as fun as the Shura Road." Jin Fugui said. The position of the Golden Eagle commander given to him by Daxia is not worth his adventure.

"I didn't let you go."

"You're going, why do I have the nerve to not go?"

"Slow down the road, take a little breath!" Yue Wuyang also smiled on his grim face.

In the blink of an eye, only the silk spider was left. He looked at the Golden Cicada Spirit King and wanted to speak but stopped, and finally retreated to the ground without saying a word.

Suddenly, everyone heard the cicadas chirping and looked back. The cicadas chirping were somewhat similar to the sing of Tianlong Zen, but completely different. It was even more exquisite, like a long song that resounded throughout the sky and the sky.

There is no subtle and profound Zen, only indescribable sorrow.

Singing for a long time is a cry!

The cicadas are chirping louder and louder, almost beyond hearing.
Chapter completed!