"Father, we have come just in time, and the Dry Sand Demon Venerable has not yet crossed the catastrophe. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ugly Linglong's expression was still cold, but in front of the ugly Demon Venerable, his demeanor was respectful.

"The heavenly tribulation is invisible, there is no timing, once it appears, it is difficult for manpower to reverse, what is the difference between early and late, the eighth tribulation of dry sand will come after all. "The ugly Demon Venerable's voice was hoarse and low, making it impossible to hear the gender.

"Father, we have come with an elite demon army to kill the subordinates of the Dry Sand Demon Venerable, and even his son Prince Zhang, as long as it can disturb his mind and make him unable to cross the tribulation with all his might, he will definitely die under the Heavenly Tribulation in the end, and when the time comes, Father, you will be able to swallow everything of the Dry Sand Demon Venerable. Ugly Linglong said anxiously, if the Dry Sand Demon Venerable survived the eighth tribulation, they would die without a place to bury.

Linglong, if you can cultivate to our realm in the future, you will know that everything is empty, only oneself is the only truth, for the dry sand, nothing is more important than the tribulation, even if we kill his son, we can't get a trace of emotion. ”

Chou Linglong nodded, and ordered to the top ten demon generals beside him, "The whole army will be dispatched to attack the subordinates of the Withered Sand Demon Venerable." ”

Under the leadership of the ten demon generals, the demon cultivators under the Ugly Demon Venerable were divided into ten groups, gathering like dark clouds and scattered like swarms, attacking towards the camp of the Withered Sand Demon Venerable.

"Everyone obeys the order, fight desperately, don't let the opponent's dog cub get closer!" The prince immediately ordered, and his Mahayana demon generals also led their subordinates to dispatch.

The demon armies of the two camps, in the blink of an eye, all kinds of demonic methods emerged one after another, and the stumps fell like rain, and even the prince and the ugly Linglong were fighting each other.

These two are the descendants of the Demon Venerable's bone and blood, not only with the strength of the Mahayana realm, but also with all kinds of subtle magic skills and magic weapons, and when they fight each other, the sky collapses, and even the void collapses.

Right now, all the demon cultivation armies are fighting, only the leaders of the two sides, the Dry Sand Demon Venerable and the Ugly Demon Venerable, are still sitting still, letting their subordinates forget to fight to the death, but they don't even take a second look.

"Kusha, who is this kid? Could it be your illegitimate son?" Seeing Qingzhou, the ugly Demon Venerable was slightly puzzled, and now even the prince was in a vicious battle, and the Kusand Demon Venerable kept Qingzhou by his side, and the meaning of protecting him was obvious.

"Ugly, just a junior, it shouldn't be in your eyes!" said the Dry Sand Demon Venerable nonchalantly.

What a background the ugly Demon Venerable is, he can see at a glance that the Qingzhou is fine, and the foreign monks in the realm of transforming into gods are more insignificant than ants to him, and it is a waste of time to take one more look, and when he hears the words of the Withered Sand Demon Venerable, he no longer cares about it.

"Kusha, friend for many years, if you want to cross the catastrophe, you won't tell me, and I have to inquire about the news myself, and then Baba rushed over to suppress the formation for you. The Ugly Demon Venerable said coldly.

"Ugly, everyone is a sevenfold figure who has gone through the tribulation, it is impossible not to know the truth of the tribulation, you really think that with the rabble, you can disturb me through the tribulation. Once the catastrophe comes out, you and I can't be autonomous. The Withered Sand Demon Venerable stretched out a finger and lightly pointed at the void above his head.

The Ugly Demon Venerable didn't speak for a long time, the black cloak didn't flutter anymore, but hung quietly, the only thing that changed was the smoke of his body.

"Dry sand, if you survive the eighth eon, I will die. ”

"I know. "But if I can't survive this eighth tribulation, I'm doomed to die." ”

"Therefore, I will never let you survive the eighth eon. The Ugly Demon Venerable said categorically.

"Come on!" said the Dry Sand Demon Venerable.

The two sides fell into a terrible silence, and suddenly the ugly Demon Venerable saw Qing Zhou, his eyes lit up, "If you keep this person by your side, it will definitely help you a lot, I want to kill this person and cut off your hope." ”

The black cloak rippled, and a tentacle stretched out of the smoke, piercing the void, and the first half of the body disappeared instantly.

Qing Zhou instinctively felt bad, the void in front of him was punctured, and the disappeared half of the tentacles stretched out and stabbed straight towards the door in front of him, bringing up a strong wind that was more violent and faster than a sharp sword, and it could almost beat Qing Zhou's brain to burst.

"Ugly, eventful!"

The Dry Sand Demon Venerable's tone was displeased, and the thin big hand stepped up, shattering half of the tentacles, and saving Qingzhou from the ugly Demon Venerable.

"Sure enough, Dry Sand, this man is very important to you, even more so than your own son. "The hand of the ugly demon venerable is not so much a murder, but a temptation, and finally a test of the importance of Qingzhou.

The Dry Sand Demon Venerable sneered and didn't answer, and suddenly looked at the top of his head.

There is no concept of heaven in the void, only when you are down-to-earth on the planet, you will be able to distinguish the difference between heaven and earth, and if you are in the void, there is heaven in all directions, and there is no sky.

But at this moment, above the void above everyone's heads, a vast and vast aura descended, not only the many demon cultivation armies, but even the two demon venerables, all of whom had a feeling of unstoppable providence.

Colorful rays of light intertwined into colorful clouds, enveloping the battlefield where the two sides were fighting, and there was an unfathomable power hidden above the clouds, making the hearts of all those present tremble unconsciously.

"The catastrophe has come!" said the prince's face was happy.

"This is the eighth eon, the void eon. Ugly Linglong looked at Caiyun.

In the center of the huge clouds, below stood the Dry Sand Demon Venerable, this Demon Dao Venerable, who had the strongest sense of the Heavenly Tribulation at this moment, knew that his eighth Tribulation was coming.

All the preparations in advance have been made, the dry sand demon Venerable's eyes fell on Qingzhou, this foreign monk is a big variable, originally he attacked with the hand of cause and effect, and wanted to pinch Qingzhou on the spot, but the moment he came into contact with Qingzhou, he found through the phase of cause and effect that Qingzhou turned out to be his destined person, which was related to the success or failure of his eighth tribulation.

The Dry Sand Demon Venerable looks like an ordinary old man, but in fact he is extremely murderous, and those who can become Venerable among the Demon Dao Monks are not kind, and the only reason why he spares Ilha is that Ilha is still useful to him.

Now that the catastrophe is coming, the demon cultivation army and the prince in charge can't help, and the hope of the dry sand demon venerable to cross the catastrophe, in addition to the preparations made in advance, is only Qingzhou, a destined person.

The clouds above the void became thicker and thicker, and at a certain moment, it was like being inserted into a huge stick, and then it was stirred wildly, and a huge hole appeared in the center of the clouds, and the clouds around the void rotated, and they turned faster and faster, and the depths of the void were dark and there was no end in sight.

Monks who cross the realm of tribulation need to survive three calamities and nine tribulations in succession, a total of twelve tribulations, and only by surviving all of these calamities can they achieve the position of immortals.

At present, the Ugly Demon Venerable and the Withered Sand Demon Venerable have both passed the seventh Light Tribulation, and the Dry Sand Demon Venerable has taken a step forward and touched the threshold of the Eighth Tribulation into the Void Tribulation.

Entering the virtual tribulation, as the name suggests, is to accept the bombardment of the heavenly calamity, torture the true meaning between the virtual and the real, if the tribulation fails, the whole person will eventually turn into nothingness, and disappear in this world from then on.