The Golden Cicada Spirit King suddenly woke up and turned to look in the direction of Great Buddha Mountain. Although he could not see the soaring demonic Qi, he could clearly feel the collapse of the void and the surging of the Devil's Den, and it was getting clearer and clearer.
Li Qingshan said, "Little Ann and I will take care of the matter of the Devil's Den. Don't worry and go!"
The Golden Cicada Spirit King nodded slightly and gently took off his clothes. "This is my gift."
The tribulation clouds that filled the sky gradually retracted, and the howling tribulation lightning also slowly disappeared. He stretched out his slightly wrinkled cicada wings and looked up at the sky again.
This moment, this was what he had been looking forward to for ten thousand years!
However, at the last moment, he felt an increasingly intense pain somewhere in his heart. It was like a deeply buried thorn that he thought would melt with the flow of time, but it never disappeared because he had gotten used to the pain. Unexpectedly, it pierced his heart once again, causing blood to flow. His expression kept changing. Sometimes he felt pity, and sometimes he was at a loss.
The tribulation lightning that did not pose much of a threat suddenly became more terrifying than ever. The roar of thunder penetrated his sea of consciousness, and he felt as if his body and mind were about to be torn apart.
Little Ann saw this scene through the eyes of the Skeleton Demon and seemed to understand something. He looked at the trapped Soaring Locust King.
"Golden Cicada!" With a wild roar, the Soaring Locust King rushed toward the tribulation lightning without a care.
Everyone attacked together. Strong winds, black sand, long spears like dragons, and North Moon's doppelganger, not allowing him to escape.
The Soaring Locust King did not dodge, and took all the attacks head-on. There was only one thought in his mind!
The Skeleton Demon Formation spun and closed. The Soaring Locust King could not help but feel despair, but he still flapped his wings with all his strength. He flew toward the Golden Cicada Spirit King.
The Skeleton Demon in front of him suddenly moved to the side. The Soaring Locust King immediately rushed out of the encirclement and flew into the sky.
"Little Ann!" Li Qingshan was a little puzzled, but he believed that she had her reasons for doing so.
The Golden Cicada Spirit King looked at the Soaring Locust King flying toward him. He did not panic or fear, but instead showed a look of relief. His expression calmed down, and the roar of thunder faded into the distance.
"Die!" The Soaring Locust King used all his strength. A claw grabbed the chest of the Golden Cicada Spirit King. He'd completely disregarded the fact that he would be swallowed by the tribulation lightning. Or perhaps, it could be said that this was his objective, and he wouldn't hesitate even if he had to perish together with Chen Xi!
The Golden Cicada Spirit King looked deeply into the eyes of the Flying Locust King. There was a natural cruelty in those cold compound eyes. Hysterical hatred. There was also a deep pain.
They had known each other for tens of thousands of years, but she had never seen him in such pain, even though he had been chased to the brink of death many times. He was always ready to take revenge. And under the manic appearance, he was actually very smart, even smarter than the insect species, even smarter than Gu Xijiu himself. He would never delay his cultivation because of things like revenge, and he wouldn't even put it in his heart. He would take any disaster as a matter of course. Eating humans was a matter of course, and being hunted down by humans was also a matter of course. In the end, it was just a matter of who was stronger.
However, this act of vengeance had broken through this principle. It was not for the sake of cultivation, nor was it for the sake of satisfying one's appetite. It was all for the sake of vengeance. It was as if they were venting their anger and killing without restraint, all for the sake of letting him see it.
"I understand, from the beginning to the end, the only one you hate is me."
That betrayal was undoubtedly a blood feud that the Flying Locust King would never forget, and it was also a knot in his heart that he could not let go of for thousands of years. He kept thinking, was there a better way to solve it? From the very beginning, he had done something wrong!
Was it to deliver all living beings from suffering? Was it to be compassionate? Was it to eliminate evil and defend justice? Was it to punish evil and promote good?
Or was it to betray friendship because of selfishness! To defeat trust with deception! To defeat kindness with malice!
To bury himself deep in the magma lake, it was not just for the sake of cultivation.
Helicoverpa Rosa could be considered to have a vicious nature, and he had been hiding in the underground magma, but he had been allowing her to do whatever she wanted, just to find an answer.
However, until now, there was no answer. He could not satisfy both sides!
But at least, he could still bear it.
So when the sharp claws attacked, he did not counterattack, nor did he put on a defensive posture. Instead, he opened his arms and said apologetically,
"I'm sorry, I … was wrong!"
In the next moment, the sharp claws pierced through his chest, golden blood splattered. The Flying Locust King gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice, "Golden Cicada, it's too late!"
The tribulation lightning became more ferocious once again, wrapping their figures in the lightning, making them blurry.
"I know …" the Golden Cicada Spirit King murmured.
"You're always so hesitant, so indecisive! Since you've made up your mind to betray, you should have killed me directly! You wouldn't have ended up like this today, "the Flying Locust King said fiercely.
"I can't," the Golden Cicada Spirit King said.
"But you've already killed me!" the Flying Locust King shouted.
Although the tribulation thunder had reached its end, because of the Flying Locust King's intrusion, its power had reached an unbelievable level. The battle demon image behind him quickly faded, and then even his body began to disintegrate.
The Skeletal Demons were eyeing him like tigers watching their prey. Even if he immediately escaped from the tribulation thunder, he would not be able to escape with his heavy injuries, and he had no intention of escaping.
The Golden Cicada Spirit King was speechless, he lowered his head.
"I'm also at fault. I know that you're weak, stupid, and easily bewitched. I shouldn't have let you go to the Bald Monk Monastery!" The Flying Locust King suddenly noticed the translucent cicada wings behind the Golden Cicada Spirit King. The madness and hatred on his face faded, and he seemed a little regretful.
"Sigh, we're all going to die, and you're still saying such things."
The Golden Cicada Spirit King sighed, but his mood was strangely relaxed, as if he had returned to a long time ago.
The thorn in his heart had disappeared. As an ignorant insect species, a fragile insect species, he had no complaints about such a life!
"Die? I haven't forgiven you yet! I want you to regret it forever! "The Flying Locust King slowly pulled out his sharp claws, and punched the Golden Cicada Spirit King in the face.
Li Qingshan caught the golden cicada shell that fell from the sky. It was as light as a feather in his hand, but it felt indestructible. He gazed at the sky again, but he never expected the outcome to be like this. The two Daemon Kings had died together.
Gu Yanying glanced at the Skeleton Demon. With that, she would not have to take any risks or suffer any losses, and she would be able to kill the Soaring Locust King. Yet, no one could find fault with this. Even the Golden Cicada Spirit King himself accepted this result. This scheme was really hard to predict, and it was hard to say if it was mercy or cruelty.
"Hmm?" Li Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. In the dazzling lightning, the Flying Locust King and the Golden Cicada Spirit King suddenly separated. Li Qingshan thought that the Flying Locust King had gotten his revenge and was ready to escape, but he saw the Flying Locust King turn into a locust and fly against the lightning. Its huge body almost cut off the lightning, but it accelerated the speed of its body breaking.
The Golden Cicada Spirit King fell down, his eyes widened, and saw the Flying Locust King gradually breaking in the lightning.
"No!" He immediately spread his wings and flew into the sky.
Boom! A loud sound drowned out the thunder, and the Flying Locust King's body suddenly broke into pieces. The dazzling light lit up the heaven and earth, even more dazzling than the lightning. The surging airwave slammed the Golden Cicada Spirit King heavily onto the ground.
It was as if the heavens had poured out its last anger, and the calamity clouds finally dissipated. Rays of sunlight passed through the gaps between the clouds and shone on the earth.
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