The heavenly tribulation connects the world, and is vast and under Ye Qiu's deliberate guidance, it bombards the Golden Bell cover frantically.

"Boom--"

The world is shining brightly, and looking around, there are thunderstorms everywhere, full of destruction.

When the Emperor of Great Zhou saw Ye Qiu's actions, his face changed slightly.

This method of using the heavenly tribulation to attack the enemy is really terrifying. If he had been attacked, he would not be able to stop it.

Then, the Emperor of Great Zhou was excited.

"Although the Holy Monk of Lingshan is powerful, the heavenly tribulation of immortality is so fierce. He should be injured this time, right?"

However, the result shocked everyone.

I saw that the golden bell, which was shrouded in the holy monk of Lingshan, not only showed no sign of damage under the continuous bombardment of heavenly thunder, but the Buddha's light was even more powerful, as if it was about to absorb all heavenly thunder.

Everyone was deeply shocked by this scene.

No one expected that the power of the Spirit Mountain Holy Monk was so powerful that he could not even hurt him at all.

Ye Qiu's face also became extremely ugly. His Great Saint Tribulation is not an ordinary heavenly tribulation. Under normal circumstances, it is absolutely no problem to kill a powerful Saint King. However, even the defense of the Spirit Mountain Holy Monk was not broken. It was so terrible!

"Be careful of Changsheng, he is not a powerful saint king!" The Emperor of Great Zhou said.

In fact, even if the Emperor of Great Zhou did not remind him, Ye Qiu had already realized that the Holy Monk of Lingshan was not an ordinary saint king.

He has seen many powerful saints, including Wuji Tianzun from the Yin-Yang Sect, Xiao Chonglou from the Butian Sect, or even the ancestor of the Chen family, the largest sect in the East Wilderness, the largest sect in the Qingyun Sword Sect...

No one is as powerful as a saint monk in Lingshan!

No one is as terrifying as the Holy Monk of Lingshan!

Ye Qiu guessed that the saint monk of Lingshan was at least a peerless saint king, and even a peerless saint king who had already touched the threshold of a quasi-emperor!

"This old bald donkey can withstand the bombardment of the heavenly tribulation. It's so perverted."

Ye Qiu was so angry that his teeth were itchy.

Not only that, the Holy Monk of Lingshan is also very cunning.

When Ye Qiu used the Tianjie to kill him, he just used the golden bell cover to protect himself and did not fight back.

This is exactly the wise nature of the Holy Monk of Lingshan.

The heavenly tribulation represents the will of the heavenly way. Whoever dares to anger will be ruthlessly bombarded by the heavenly way.

If the Holy Monk of Lingshan fights back, he will be immediately involved in the heavenly tribulation, and the Heavenly Dao will bring about a stronger disaster to punish him. However, the Holy Monk of Lingshan just defends against it and does not rebel, and does not anger the Heavenly Dao. Therefore, Ye Qiu can do nothing to him.

The most terrible thing is that although Ye Qiu failed to use the heavenly tribulation to blast the defense of the Holy Monk of Lingshan, the heavenly tribulation did not stop and kept slashing and hitting Ye Qiu.

After all, this is his disaster!

"boom--"

The vast thunder and lightning were connected together, and endless purple lights were intertwined, like a huge wave that instantly submerged. Every inch of space in the void was filled with terrible light.

"puff!"

Ye Qiu was immediately beaten to the point of cracking and almost shattering, and his whole body was filled with bone-punching pain.

At this moment, the Holy Monk of Lingshan looked at Ye Qiu. His eyes were extremely deep, as if he could see through all the illusions and disputes. He whispered: "Donor Ye, you are too obsessed with being trapped by the demons of your heart. It is better to listen to my monk's words and stand there and let lightning attack, otherwise you may fall into a place that will never be restored."

"Damn it!" Ye Qiu cursed directly.

The heavenly tribulation is so powerful that he still stands there and allows him to attack. Isn’t this intention to torture him?

Ye Qiu is not a fool, how could he follow such advice?

He knew that it must be the Holy Monk of Lingshan who saw that he was an eternal immortal body and could not kill him. In desperation, he deliberately came up with a bad idea, hoping that he would be thundered.

"This old bald donkey is so heartless."

A trace of anger flashed in Ye Qiu's eyes and cursed: "Saint Monk Lingshan, a person like you will go to the eighteen levels of hell after death."

"Hahaha, donor Ye is too worried, I will not die." The Holy Monk of Lingshan laughed wildly, then changed his voice and said with a smile: "Donor Ye, although your physique is special, you will not die easily, but I can still do it if you suffer a little."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qiu felt a bad premonition in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, the Holy Monk of Lingshan sat on the ground, his hands folded and his eyes closed slightly, as if he was integrated with the world and all things.

"What does this old bald donkey want to do?"

Just when Ye Qiu was confused, the Holy Monk of Lingshan slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were as deep as the sea. Looking at Ye Qiu, a dark smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, the holy monk of Lingshan began to chant the scriptures in a low voice.

At first, his voice was as thin as a fancy spring, but as the scriptures deepened, the voice gradually became thick and loud.

The sound of chanting resounds between heaven and earth, sometimes high and exciting, like a storm, sometimes gloomy and strange, as if thousands of ghosts were crying together...

"Cao, he wants to interfere with my mind!"

Ye Qiu discovered the vicious intention of the Holy Monk of Lingshan and was about to concentrate and calm down. Suddenly, a loud roar came from the mouth of the Holy Monk of Lingshan, as if the thunderous momentum was thunderous, shocking the entire mountains, rivers and earth.

This sound seemed to penetrate the boundaries of time and space, reaching the depths of a person's heart. At this moment, Ye Qiu's soul was unstable and trembled violently.

Almost at the same time, the heavenly disaster fell.

"boom!"

Endless lightning struck down, killing Ye Qiu's body with holes and blood flowing endlessly.

When the Holy Monk of Lingshan saw this scene, the dark smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and continued to recite the scriptures.

"boom!"

When the thunderstorm came, Ye Qiu was knocked out again, his body turned into blood mist, leaving only one soul.

"Donor Ye, it feels good to hit the sky with thunder, hahaha..." The Holy Monk of Lingshan laughed.

"Damn bald donkey, don't be proud. I will kill you sooner or later and flatten the Great Leiyin Temple." Ye Qiu cursed with gritted teeth, and as he spoke, he recovered his body.

The Holy Monk of Lingshan smiled and said, "Oh, you're so angry? Well, I'll add some fun to you."

After saying that, the Holy Monk of Lingshan raised his hand and pressed it out. Suddenly, a golden word "卍" appeared in his palm.

After the character "卍" flew out, it turned into thousands of thunder and lightning in an instant.

This is the Buddhist thunder method!

"boom!"

Thousands of lightning intertwined, bursting out dazzling light, and the endlessly descending heavenly tribulation directly shattered Ye Qiu's newly recovered body to pieces.

Fortunately, Ye Qiu's soul was not traumatized.

The Holy Monk of Lingshan continued to recite scriptures and deliberately interfered with Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu learned to be smart, concentrate and calm down, block out the outside world's voices, and concentrate on overcoming the tribulation.

"Boom..."

The heavenly tribulations followed one after another, as dense as a rainstorm.

Each bombardment caused the mountains and rivers to tremble, as if they were about to tear the earth apart.

A dazzling golden light burst out from Ye Qiu's body, fighting desperately with the Tribulation Thunder, and being shattered again and again. He was not discouraged and gritted his teeth to continue to overcome the tribulation.

It took an entire hour.

Finally, in a deafening loud bang, the catastrophe thunder disappeared without a trace and the sky returned to Qingming.

Ye Qiu officially entered the realm of the Great Sage!


Chapter completed!