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Chapter 1111

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Under the tribulation cloud, the swarm of insects surged out from the underground caves and spread out on the uneven ground, like an undulating sea of insects. Billions of locusts opened their wings at the same time, strangely reflecting a mountain peak that looked like a Buddha.

The sun was shining brightly, but Great Buddha Mountain was shrouded in a huge shadow.

"Hidden Sword Peak!" Li Qingshan's pupils shrank as he saw the source of the shadow.

"Oh no, his target is the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga!" Gu Yanying frowned.

Buzz!

The Hidden Sword Peak let out a sword cry, and all the sword edges trembled with it, turning into tens of thousands of sword lights, whistling down like a meteor shower.

The sound of Sanskrit rang out again, but without the accompaniment of the bell and drum, it seemed very weak and almost drowned out by the whistling sound.

"The formation can't hold on for much longer! Attack!" the Dauntless monk ordered.

"Good!" the three Monk Kings said in unison.

Bang! The glaring Vajra leaped up from Great Buddha Mountain, swung his Vajra Vajra against the rain of swords, and struck towards Hidden Sword Peak.

"Demon Vanquishing Vajra!"

The tip of the pestle shone with an extremely bright light, like a golden star rising into the sky.

"Hmm?" However, to the Dauntless monk's surprise, the whistling rain of swords did not stop their attacks. They swam around in the surroundings and formed a sword formation of heaven and earth, sealing up the entire mountain.

"Not only does he want to destroy the Demon Suppression Hall, he also wants to kill us all?"

"There's no difference. As long as the hall lives, I live. If the hall dies, I die!" the Unraging monk said firmly. Watching over the Demon Suppression hall was his mission.

The other three Monk Kings had resolute expressions as well. Even if they had to put their lives on the line, they had to stop the invasion of the Demon Territory, and there was absolutely no reason for them to flee in the face of battle.

"Heaven and Earth Sword Qi." Elder Tian revealed a twisted, cold smile. He got into a stance and pointed at the Hidden Sword Peak below him. "Charge!"

The Hidden Sword peak suddenly emitted a magnificent streak of light. Li Qingshan basically treated it as tribulation lightning. He never expected the power of the Hidden Sword peak to be so terrifying. It was definitely not something the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga could block.

"Do you see that? Golden Cicada, this is the fate of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga. Very soon, the Demon domain will descend once more. You can imagine the fate of the nine provinces. Don't you have a merciful heart? If you want to ascend at this time, where can you escape to? "The Soaring Locust King roared with laughter.

The Golden Cicada Spirit King glanced down. His ascension immediately came to a halt, and his mind trembled slightly. The Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga held extraordinary significance to him. He had once comprehended his true self there. Set foot on the right path. The consequences of the destruction of the Demon Suppression Hall were even more unimaginable. He couldn't help but look at Li Qingshan.

"Just focus on transcending the tribulation. Their plot will not succeed! Yanying, I'll leave this to you. "

Li Qingshan suddenly unfurled his phoenix wings and released a wave of air. He flew towards Great Buddha mountain. He felt rather uneasy. He had a vast network of friends, but there were not a lot of people he was close to. The Unraging monk was an extremely important one. He thought, Master, you have to hold on.

"But I also want to … forget it!" Gu Yanying blew at the corner of her mouth, brushed away a few strands of hair in front of her forehead, and looked down at the swarm of insects. "We can watch from here anyway!"

With a boom, the ground cracked, and soil and rock were thrown into the air. The image formed by the swarm of insects was ripped to pieces by the shockwave.

Li Qingshan's mirror clone stood on the ground. His promise to the Golden Cicada Spirit King was still valid.

"Fine!" Gu Yanying closed her eyes.

The Golden Cicada Spirit King smiled and looked away.

"Hahahaha, Golden Cicada, do you think he can stop the Forsaken Immortal Sword? And right now, who's still going to stop me? "

The Soaring Locust King laughed madly. The voice was no longer the collective buzzing of the swarm of insects. Instead, it originated from even deeper underground. It was dry and hoarse, and a violent daemon qi rushed into the air, mixed with gloomy demon qi.

Gu Yanying shivered inside. The Soaring Locust King's original body had arrived! Everything he had done was for the Golden Cicada Spirit King in the end!

All the swarm of insects surged out from underground, but they did not rush up in a frenzy. Instead, they lined up and formed a formation, constantly changing. It was as if a chaotic army had a leader, and the atmosphere changed!

The Soaring Locust King stepped on the insect cloud and slowly rose from underground, standing at the core of the formation. It was the absolute master of this army of locusts. A pair of cold compound eyes stared at the Golden Cicada Spirit King in the sky, carrying with it a bone-deep hatred. Before he even made a move, he had already given Gu Yanying a huge pressure that she had never felt before.

"Li Qingshan is here!"

Li Qingshan urged his clone to step on the sea of insects, cutting through the waves and punching towards the Soaring Locust King. Layers of black shockwaves stacked up, giving people the illusion that it was moving slowly. Although the clone only had thirty to forty percent of his original body's strength, the destructive power of this punch was already above that of a normal demon king. He wanted to kill the general of the army and defeat this army of locusts.

The Soaring Locust King waved his hand without turning back. A withered yellow hand formed by locusts rose from the sea of insects, slapping towards Li Qingshan.

Boom! The fist and the palm collided, and a wave of air swept out. The withered yellow hand collapsed, and Li Qingshan's clone was also slapped away. He spread his wings and steadied himself, frowning.

"The Soaring Locust King's current strength is indeed as strong as Gu Yanying said. If his enemy was me, I could still deal with him, but to stop him from interfering with the Golden Cicada Spirit King's tribulation is almost impossible. And this hatred is too great, there's no way to pull it back. What should I do? "

The Soaring Locust King ignored everyone else, only the Golden Cicada Spirit King in his compound eyes. He clenched his claws tightly, "Golden Cicada, you will pay the most terrible price for everything you've done, including your life!"

"Sigh …" The Golden Cicada Spirit King sighed, unable to refute. It was all karma.



"Subdue the Demon!"

The four Monk Kings roared in unison. Vajra went against the flow, breaking through the whistling sword light, and the vajra struck the Hidden Sword Peak.

At this moment, the mysterious figure of 'Elder Tian' suddenly appeared. His left hand waved his big sleeve, and his right hand formed a sword with his fingers, lightly touching the forehead of the vajra.

Thump!

Like a long, drawn-out chime, the vajra remained still. Its body dimmed.

After what seemed like a very, very long time, a crack extended from its forehead, spreading across its entire body. The crack shone with golden light.

Boom!

The vajra shattered, and the formation collapsed. The four Monk Kings fell out of the sky, their faces filled with disbelief. They could accept defeat — Li Qingshan had just defeated them in an open battle not long ago — but a crushing defeat like this was far too quick and unbelievable.

The Guardian King's Formation of Demon Subduing was the most powerful formation of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga. It was open and aboveboard, without any openings. Even Li Qingshan could only break through it with absolute strength. However, the power that "Elder Tian" had unleashed was much smaller than Li Qingshan's. The magnificent sword light was merely a feint, actually finding the weakest point of the Guardian King's Formation of Demon Subduing in the blink of an eye, grasping its openings and destroying it in a single strike.

Suddenly, he discovered that compared to great power, what was even more terrifying about it was the supreme path of the sword that completely surpassed this world.

"Hehehehe, how dare you show off before me with tricks that are nothing more than acrobatics? You can all go die!"

"Elder Tian" stuck out his scarlet tongue and spread his fingers, swinging them down.

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