Li Qingshan also asked about Spirit Venerable Gui Hai, but that old bastard refused to answer no matter what.
After spending so many years together, they could be said to be on friendly terms. Li Qingshan was too embarrassed to threaten him again.
Of course, the main reason was that threats were useless. The answer to the question had to be found by oneself.
"When can you go through the sixth tribulation?"
"Soon."
After breaking the knot in his heart, Luo Hou Xiaoming became even more spirited. Looking at the Asura Path, this was his territory, his home.
He opened his fingers and grabbed into the distance, then suddenly clenched: "I will take back what I lost!"
"Fight, Little Ming!" Li Qingshan raised his arms and shouted.
Luo Hou Xiaoming sighed, feeling that something was wrong: "Can you call me Ming?" How much do you like the word "Little"?
"Ming? How can you think of that? What kind of third-rate romance is this? Haha! "Li Qingshan laughed at his taste.
Luo Hou Xiaoming gritted his teeth: "Then call me Luo Xiaoming!"
"Okay, Little Ming, goodbye Little Ming!"
Without saying anything, Luo Hou Xiaoming slashed with his palm.
With a loud bang, a deep ravine appeared on the ground, but it hit nothing.
Li Qingshan's figure gradually faded, like the moon in the water. He smiled and waved his hand: "I won't play with you anymore, I have to focus on the war."
"Tell me if you need help."
"No need, it's just some boring small battles. I'm afraid you'll be bored."
Li Qingshan closed his eyes, then opened them.
Under a pale crescent moon, a mountain stood tall, a lonely city seemed to pierce through the sky.
The war had lasted for half the night, and the enemy was still stubbornly resisting.
But this was not the battlefield of the Demon Realm.
Since the battle with Tao Wu, Black Cloud City had entered an unprecedented peace.
The monks of the Pure Land School had pushed the "Pure Land of the Mortal Realm" to Coldblood Pass, without a single guard.
If they wanted to advance, they could completely occupy Coldblood Pass and replace Black Cloud City. But after thinking about it. He decided to give up on the idea.
The Human Realm had always focused on defense against the Infernal Realm. Under such circumstances, they gave up on the more dangerous Black Cloud City. Venturing deep into the Infernal domain's borders was not a good thing. After all, "the bird that sticks out will be shot."
Thus, he ordered his soldiers to attack Lengxue Pass and the canyon behind. They carried out the most thorough destruction, as much as possible to block the possibility of the Infernal domain attacking. As he had hoped, the Infernal domain had been peaceful for many years and seemed to have completely given up on attacking this area.
He suspected that something had played a role in it, perhaps Qiongqi. Unknowingly, he had already formed a grudge with the two gods. He was still alive and kicking.
He had been dreaming of a river of blood lately. It meandered for tens of thousands of miles, as if it had passed through time, flowing all the way from the Primordial Era to the present.
Legend has it that the River Styx was the first river at the beginning of the world. Its flow defined time and formed fate. Even a god would not be able to renege on an oath made to it.
Every time he dreamt, he would get closer to it. Recently, he could already see the tumbling waves of the River of Blood.
Thus, he understood that on the day of the final battle with Qiong Qi. It was getting closer and closer.
The trip to the Infernal domain was a must.
Many people envied him for his stable life as the "eldest apprentice brother", but they did not know that war had never changed.
The aura of death filled the world. A deep sense of hunger was like a hole or a ball of fire. He could not help but lick his lips.
Little Ann handed over her tender arm. "Do you want to eat?"
"Just now, someone asked me what was the point of having a clone eat. My Little Ann is still the most considerate. Sigh, I'm so hungry! "
The wind whistled past his ears. A huge dragon flew in the sky. This was the dragon corpse left behind by the previous eldest apprentice brother Lin Xuan. After being purified by the Three Burial Robe, it had been reactivated. Its golden scales had faded into a silvery-white color, and under the moonlight, it was like a silver ribbon.
Li Qingshan held Little Ann in his arms and stood on the dragon's head. The night wind blew against his face between the dragon's horns.
There were millions of Corpse Soldiers and Ghost Soldiers below. They were like mountains and seas as they attacked the city in waves.
More than ten Corpse Emperors and Ghost Emperors were gathered in the crumbling city, discussing countermeasures in panic. They were originally the rulers of this land, and in order to avoid killing each other, they each had their own territory.
But now, they had no choice but to gather together to resist the powerful enemy.
Because in this area, all the Corpse Emperors and Ghost Emperors who did not do so had either died or defected to the enemy. In their view, there was no difference between the two, and the latter was even worse.
But now, they suddenly discovered that it was useless even if they joined forces. The Corpse Ghost Army under their command was far larger than the enemy, but under the waves of attacks, they could not withstand a single blow and were already on the verge of collapse.
A Corpse Emperor roared, "Impossible, how can low-level Corpse Ghosts have such discipline!?"
Unless they invaded other worlds, the Hungry Ghost Realm rarely had large-scale wars. Occasionally, there would be a few, but they were basically all swarms, like a group fight.
Because undead were different from living beings, they were innately unsuited for war.
Corpses moved slowly and had low intelligence, while ghosts moved erratically and had chaotic minds. They were basically a bunch of mentally handicapped and mentally ill people. Under the drive of hunger, they only had a strong desire to devour.
The Corpse Emperors and Ghost Emperors could use their "Corpse Control Techniques" and "Ghost Controlling Techniques" to use them as cannon fodder, but they were unable to organize them into a true army.
And now, these Corpse Ghosts attacking the city were completely disciplined and obeyed all orders. The most inconceivable thing was that they could actually condense military qi.
Ordinary Corpse Ghost armies could also gather their qi to strengthen their commander. It looked a little similar to military qi, but it was essentially just Yin qi. It was already very difficult to restrain the Corpse Ghosts' desire to devour each other. It was simply wishful thinking to want them to unite and gather military qi.
But this kind of impossible thing was happening right in front of their eyes.
The mountain of corpses and the sea of ghosts continued to approach.
Li Qingshan shook his head. "Tch, these guys don't understand the art of war at all!"
His crimson eyes shone brightly in the darkness, demonic and full of deterrence.
The Roar Tiger Demonic Eyes was one of the Tiger Demon's Divine Abilities. It could intimidate opponents in battle, but it was basically useless against extremely powerful enemies.
This somewhat useless Innate Divine Ability had played a very miraculous role in the war against the Hungry Ghost realm.
This was because it could intimidate weak existences, distort and solidify their minds, and cause them to completely submit to the Tiger Demon, turning them into "hungry ghosts".
Low-level Corpse Ghosts had low intelligence and chaotic minds, so it was very easy for them to turn into hungry ghosts.
This was completely different from the "Corpse Control Techniques" and "Ghost Controlling Techniques". "Hungry ghosts" didn't need to be controlled, and they could wholeheartedly serve the Tiger Demon.
In an instant, they became the most loyal and brave soldiers. Their minds were no longer paralyzed, and their minds were no longer chaotic. They sacrificed themselves for the greater good, wholeheartedly serving the Tiger Demon.
Li Qingshan cracked his neck. "It's time to give them the final blow!"
A Ghost Emperor shouted, "Don't you know whose subordinates we are?"
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