A world made entirely of volcanoes and slurries.

The black monster with flames all over his body stood on the top of the volcano and murmured softly: "Here, it is calling for my arrival."

It pulled out a giant sword burning with flames from the volcano and looked down at the bottom of the volcano.

There is an unlimited sea of ​​slurry.

The Flame Demon King waved the long flame sword and roared at the sea of ​​molten slurry: "Come with me, there are 200 million souls waiting for us to harvest!"

After roaring, the Flame Demon King split the void and drilled into it.

In the entire slurry sea, countless balls of fire flew into the sky, followed closely behind the Flame Demon King, and rushed into the crack of the void.

On the other side, a world made up of completely gray and white.

The Shadow Demon King also sensed the call of the heavenly tribulation.

It held the endless golden sand holy grail in its hand, looked at it carefully for a while before it was carefully hidden.

"What do you think about this incident?" it asked.

Several shadow demons who had been standing beside him discussed and sent one of them to answer carefully: "Your Majesty, although the soul is useless to us, it is also a precious wealth and can be regarded as a common currency in many evil worlds."

The Shadow Demon King pondered for a moment and said, "Well, after all, I have signed a contract, and this contract is not a joke."

"Although the soul is not the type of currency I like, it's always the old saying, who would think that the money is low?"

A group of shadow demons should be.

The Shadow Demon King stood up and ordered: "Let the army prepare everything, and I will lead you to make a fortune."

"Yes, your Majesty!"

Another world.

King Asura sat on the back of a white elephant.

He was leaning against a female Asura, drinking a glass of wine from the other person's hand.

King Asura suddenly sensed something.

After drinking all the wine in the glass in one gulp, he stood up from the white elephant's back and said loudly:

"This time in the wind disaster, I allow you to fight without restrictions. I hope you can improve your combat skills and understand the path to becoming stronger that suits you."

He said with a smile, his tone as if he was bringing a group of people to the banquet happily.

Opposite the white elephant, is below the palace.

Huge war square.

The Asura army, who had been preparing for a long time, gathered in the square and made a shocking cheer.

"Hulala, fight! Fight!"

"Hulala, fight! Fight!"

"The supreme glory is coming!"

King Asura nodded with satisfaction, pulled out a spear, flew into the sky, and took the lead in drilling into the sudden void turbulence.

In a world of hungry ghosts, the king of hungry ghosts calls on his subordinates;

In a dark world, the Vampire King put on the Ghost King armor and commanded the army loudly;

In a grave world, the Moro-body Ghost King took its ghost tribe and all set off into the void;

The world of the gods.

The Primitive Demon Mother also felt the call of the heavenly tribulation.

"It's going to start. This time, I'll take my old subordinates to take a trip." She said.

When the Demon Mother was about to leave, the Queen Li Dao walked up and bowed.

"What's the matter?" asked the Primitive Demon Mother.

"My mother, you called us to come in order to bring us a long experience. This heavenly disaster is really a situation that I have never seen in my life. I beg you to allow me to bring people with me and go with me." said the Queen Li An.

The Primitive Demon Mother thought for a moment and smiled and said, "Okay, you can bring your subordinates together."

"Thank you, mother!" Li An said happily.

Seeing this, other witches also begged to go together.

The Primitive Demon Mother waved her hand: "Everyone comes, you can see it in such a big scene, and you can also have benefits."

As she spoke, her figure gradually disappeared into the void.

The other witches also called on their subordinates to prepare to enter the battlefield at any time.

At this point, all the eight masters of the disaster were ready.

Ice shell.

The wind raged.

Gu Qingshan stood in the center of the hurricane, motionless.

The demons also noticed something was wrong.

"What's going on?" asked the leader of the devil.

Aside him, a practitioner said, "It's the wind disaster."

"Fengjie?"

"Yes, when a practitioner breaks through the saint's realm and becomes promoted to the divine illumination realm, thunder comes from the sky, and then all demons are born. The wind disaster is that demons and ghosts are coming to kill him."

"Does it affect us?"

"As long as you don't enter the wind disaster."

"Why can't you go in?"

"Once we enter the wind tribulation, the number of people who pass the tribulation will be increased by default, and more demons and ghosts will appear immediately, and they will also target us."

The leader showed a relaxed look and said, "So, if we don't have to do it, he will die?"

"Yes, even if he has survived the heavenly tribulation by chance, he will definitely be exhausted. At that time, he will be able to take his life by just a few people."

The leader smiled and said, "Then, I have to pray that he will not die in the wind disaster. After all, his life is worth a huge reward."

Around him, the powerful demons laughed.

"Now I'm passing my order, so everyone can watch the show, don't die at will."

"After the wind disaster, if this kid is still alive, I will distribute the rewards this person can bring to us." The leader said.

"As for the order!" everyone responded with a loud bang.

The order was passed down soon.

Everyone knows what Fengjie is going on.

The devils finally relaxed a little.

Let this terrifying guy go through the tribulation.

It is a strange phenomenon for practitioners to overcome tribulation.

After all, many careers have been smooth sailing.

But practitioners are so unlucky that they always have to fight against the sky. Only by surviving by chance can they win the opportunity for promotion.

The thunder catastrophe is already a very scary disaster.

During the wind disaster, thousands of demons are born, and practitioners must fight ten thousand and survive in the end.

Just thinking about it, you know that the situation is extremely dangerous.

No one wants to try the taste.

With this in mind, the demons retreated a little, fearing that they would be dragged into the wind disaster.

Now, just wait.

Wait for that person to die or be exhausted.

Gu Qingshan stood in the center of the demon-ghost military camp and soon noticed the movements of the demon-bearers.

“…It’s really a cooperation.”

He whispered.

At some point, he seemed to have sensed something, so he took out the Ghost King Staff of the Prison and inserted it on the ground.

The head of the Ghost King's Staff emits a scarlet light.

This is the call of the heavenly tribulation.

It's about to start.

Gu Qingshan looked into the sky.

In the sky.

The wind keeps raging.

Gradually, countless strange existences poked their heads out of the void and looked at the world below.
Chapter completed!