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"What are these giant beasts' phantoms, and why are their auras so terrifying?

Just by facing one of them, I felt so depressed that I couldn't help but feel that the one who was going through the tribulation was really Zhou Qingyuan? "

Except for Wan Chun who struggled to speak, the other peak masters were silent at this moment.

Their attention has been firmly attracted by the five shadows of the giant beasts that cover the sky and the sun, and they have no time to care about anything else.

The bodies and the Nascent Soul in the Consciousness Sea were so violently shocked by this powerful force of heaven that they could no longer distinguish their thoughts.

At this moment, a thought flashed through everyone's minds at the same time.

Is this really the disaster that Yuanying monks should face? Even if a god-forming monk were to carry it, he wouldn't be able to withstand it, right?

They were just watching from a distance and were in such a miserable state, not to mention how miserable the low-level monks who had already started to evacuate were in such a state.

So, what kind of high pressure does Zhou Qingyuan, who is at the center of the thunder tribulation, bear?

"Five colors, corresponding to the five elements? There is really nothing new."

Zhou Qingyuan felt the power that was still accumulating deep in the thunder clouds, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Under the interference of the thunder tribulation, he could not hear the discussion outside the venue, and he did not know that this was the legendary killing tribulation that all Yuanying monks were afraid of.

In his eyes, thunder tribulation is just fireworks after passing through the realm, how can it hurt him?

"laugh!"

The golden flame turned into a sea of ​​​​fire with the support of the endless circulation of spiritual energy, and simultaneously transformed into five giant flame beasts with very similar looks and momentum before the five giant beasts.

This time, it was as if a hornet's nest had been stabbed. Except for the fiery red three-legged Golden Crow, which had a smile in its eyes, the other four giant beasts all roared, and the sound spread throughout the country.

The next moment, the phantoms of the four giant beasts fought madly with the giant beast transformed from the golden elixir fire, regardless of you and me.

"Huh~~~~~"

The cold and damp wind formed on Zhou Qingyuan's side, constantly trying to affect his soul and body.

"laugh"

The red demonic fire ignited in Zhou Qingyuan's heart, quietly affecting his sanity, trying to make him anxious and crazy.

"Tick tock."

Drop after drop of pure and transparent water quietly dripped on Zhou Qingyuan's neck, weighing as much as a thousand pounds, continuously.

This is the calamity of Yin, wind, fire and heavy water.

If it were ordinary monks who did not cultivate the body, these three tribulations alone would be enough for them to drink a pot.

But when it comes to Zhou Qingyuan, it feels like a drop of clear spring emerging from the bottom of my heart on a hot summer day, which makes my heart cool.

Not only is it not uncomfortable, it even feels a little comfortable.

Sure enough, just as he thought, even a catastrophe couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

This is natural, after all, ordinary monks first overcome the tribulation and then break through the realm.

And what about Zhou Qingyuan? At this moment, the spiritual energy in his body did not need the power of heavenly tribulation as a transition bridge, and had already spontaneously transformed.

At this moment, Zhou Qingyuan is equivalent to using the spiritual power of Yuanying's perfection level to save Yuanying's murderous calamity.

The catastrophe that was already a sure thing, but now with the support of inexhaustible spiritual energy, there is not even the slightest risk at all.

But at this moment, the sound of slapping the ball sounded, and a familiar girl's laughter rang in Zhou Qingyuan's ears.

Seeing the red ball falling in front of his eyes, Zhou Qingyuan's smile suddenly froze.

"Hehe, hehehe~"

The girl's laughter suddenly sounded, and a petite figure appeared in front of Zhou Qingyuan, and his breath stopped.

"His Majesty."

The girl's clear voice sounded, and the expression on Zhou Qingyuan's face became distorted at this moment.

How could it be a good thing if such an illusion appeared during the tribulation?

But why do the eyes still heat up subconsciously?

"His Majesty!"

The boy's voice sounded simultaneously, holding the girl's hand and smiling at Zhou Qingyuan.

The smiles on the corners of the two children's mouths continued to expand, and eventually they were completely torn apart. In the next moment, the faces of the two children flashed in front of Zhou Qingyuan, so close that the two children's figures were clearly reflected in Zhou Qingyuan's eyes.

The child's voice began to become shrill and distorted, which was very different from the sweet voice in Zhou Qingyuan's memory.

The two of them climbed onto Zhou Qingyuan's body. Their eyes had become dark and hollow. Their bloody hands grabbed onto Zhou Qingyuan's body, leaving palm-sized dark red marks on his shirt.

"Your Majesty, why didn't you die with us?"

Just when the two children climbed up Zhou Qingyuan's body and turned into a burden of souls, a roar of people like a mountain and sea sounded, and the ghosts that covered the sky filled the entire Wanzhi Peak, and the sound of wailing could be heard endlessly.

"Your Majesty! Why do you have to live alone!"

"Emperor Wu! Why did you let us die in vain!"

"Your Majesty Emperor Wu! Why are you still alive?

Countless ghosts turned into huge half-ghosts and roared deafeningly at Zhou Qingyuan.

In a daze, Zhou Qingyuan raised his head and saw that the sky had turned red and was filled with shadows.

In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the day when blood filled the entire country.

The curve at the corner of Zhou Qingyuan's mouth stiffened, twitched, and then disappeared. His face became hard and numb again, and the anger in his eyes almost turned into substance.

If this demon's calamity was intended to affect his inner emotions, then it did succeed.

The fire of anger was ignited.

The flames of hatred began to burn.

Boundless fury began to spread with the roar of the ghost, as if it was also roaring simultaneously.

The violent storm of spiritual consciousness swept across the field, and the whistling sound of the wind was endless.

Zhou Qingyuan had already fallen into the calamity.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Ga ga ga ga ga!"

"Roar!"

Except for the Golden Crow and the Divine Dragon, the three giant beasts all laughed at this moment, with humanized mockery on their faces.

Endless illusions continued to be generated around Zhou Qingyuan, and countless wailing and resentful sounds resounded through the world. The smiles on the faces of the two children became more distorted, and their hands had already reached into Zhou Qingyuan's body.

They wanted to drag his Nascent Soul out!

But at this moment, two strong arms suddenly pinched the two resentful ghosts generated by the inner demon and lifted them up straight. The blue veins on the arms were dense like a group of centipedes, and a cold voice of suppressed anger rang out in the field.

"You should never, ever, ever become like them."

"Your Majesty, it hurts, wuwuwuwuwu."

The two children burst into tears, and their cries seemed to contain endless grievances.

Zhou Qingyuan's eyes were already looking at the wailing souls, his eyes were cold.

"My people will never say words like you."

So, all of you go to hell.

The heart demon calamity was broken in an instant.

"Soul Demon, your sublimation should also end."

"Gaga gaga~"

Zhou Qingyuan threw down the two souls, and his right hand was like holding a knife. The Soul Demon Knife appeared in his hand the next moment.

As the knife light flowed, Zhou Qingyuan pointed the blade in his hand directly at the thunderclouds above his head.

"Let's end it all."