Peerless Insect Deity

Swoosh!

A ray of star sword light flashed through the heavy fog, so fast that it was completely invisible.

The cultivator who was determined to find out who was undergoing the tribulation left a faint blood mark on his forehead, which expanded rapidly, and drops of blood emerged from the blood mark and dripped down his cheek.

The man's whole body began to tremble, his eyes lost focus, and the most terrifying thing was that his soul had been split into two...

After waiting for a long time, the man's soul re-condensed, and his voice was trembling.

"I offended the senior to undergo the tribulation, and I deserve to die. I will do whatever you want..."

Hundreds of millions of miles away, in the vast snow and wind, a huge flying boat as big as a palace was slowly moving forward. Yan Baizhan sat alone on the top of the flying boat pavilion, with a long sword across his knees. He breathed evenly and long...

Suddenly, his eyes widened and looked into the distance, revealing an unbelievable look.

"Is this the breath of the heavenly tribulation of the Crossing Tribulation Period? No, it's not. Although the aura of power is terrifying, it is still a little short of reaching the level of the heavenly tribulation of the Crossing Tribulation Period. One hundred thousand years ago, I had the honor to watch the ceremony on the spot and saw a senior in the villa cross the eighth or ninth heavenly tribulation."

"That senior was one of the contemporary geniuses, but he still perished under the heavenly tribulation of the Crossing Tribulation Period, and he only lasted until the seventh wave of thunder tribulation. This is why I am afraid of the heavenly tribulation of the Crossing Tribulation Period now."

The heavenly tribulation of the Crossing Tribulation Period is the eighth or ninth heavenly tribulation.

Although Yan Baizhan's cultivation has reached the great perfection of the fusion, he thinks he is far from being prepared to deal with the heavenly tribulation of the Crossing Tribulation Period. Therefore, he has had nightmares many times, all of which are that he suddenly sensed the heavenly tribulation one day, or that he fell under the tribulation cloud.

He has even made some preparations to become a ghost immortal. The so-called ghost immortal is one who fails to cross the tribulation, the soul and the soul are destroyed, but the soul is separated and escapes, ending the attack of the heavenly tribulation.

If you only have a soul, your strength will definitely drop. You need to take over a body and cultivate your soul again. Moreover, the highest you can achieve in eternity is the Great Perfection of the Body Merger, and the possibility of overcoming the tribulation again.

Ghost immortals have no future. Their combat power is lower than that of cultivators at the same level, so they suffer discrimination from cultivators at the same level. However, being discriminated against is better than falling under the heavenly tribulation. Becoming a ghost immortal can at least enjoy it while the life span is not over.

Yan Baizhan stood up, and several escape lights flashed around him. It was the true disciples of the Crazy Blade Villa who came with Yan Baizhan to carry out the mission, all of whom had the cultivation level of the late stage of the body merging.

"Brother Yan, do you know who is the person who condensed the heavenly tribulation?"

"This obviously doesn't look like a heavenly tribulation in the Crossing Tribulation Stage, but if it is a heavenly tribulation in the Fusion Stage, such a terrifying aura, the scale is at least five million miles, which is almost impossible. Even the supreme genius of the human race in the royal family of the three eternal immortal dynasties can hardly condense such an exaggerated heavenly tribulation in the Fusion Stage!"

"Brother Yan, please calculate it. The person who crosses the tribulation is still in the Fusion Stage, and we have sensed his heavenly tribulation aura. It is easy to calculate the specific information of this person."

Yan Baizhan nodded slightly, narrowed his eyes, and kept calculating with his fingers. After a moment, he frowned slightly.

"This person has a method of shielding the deduction of the heavenly mechanism, and it is difficult to find clues. It is a bit similar to those people who disappeared in the Jedi."

The "people who disappeared in the Jedi" mentioned by Yan Baizhan obviously refers to Ye Lin and his group. Yan Baizhan naturally calculated them many times, but unfortunately, there is no such person.

"This is quite strange. Let's contact the duty team first and ask the nearest duty team to investigate, and rush over at the fastest speed."

"Remember, let the duty team keep the person who is undergoing the tribulation at all costs!"

As he said this, Yan Baizhan cast several spells in a row and sank into the core formation of the lower-grade treasure flying boat under his feet. The flying boat made a buzzing sound and its speed increased sharply, shooting towards the direction of Ye Lin's tribulation.

Yan Baizhan frowned, his eyes were sharper than ever.

"Don't those people have at least the initial stage of fusion? How can they condense the fusion tribulation? Could it be that I was deceived by the method of faking aura before?"

"Let's see how you escape this time!"

...

Huhuhuhu...

On the glacier, the blizzard became more and more terrifying. Every snowflake was like an ice knife, hitting Ye Lin's robe at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye and turned into powder.

Ye Lin stood in the fierce wind, his long hair flying, his robes rustling, and he looked up at the sky.

It seemed that the world was overturned, the hazy sun disappeared, and was replaced by a dark and heavy calamity cloud. The center of the calamity cloud was as black as ink. Ye Lin felt an irresistible suction spreading from the center of the calamity cloud, just like the black hole star in the outer space that made any cultivator shudder.

The scale of the calamity cloud was still expanding around, three million miles, four million miles, five million miles... and finally stabilized at nearly seven million miles.

Ye Lin remembered that the scale of his heavenly calamity in the Return to Void Stage was about one million miles, and the scale of the fusion heavenly calamity increased by seven times.

Within the range of the calamity cloud, the sky and the earth lost their color, leaving only a palpitating darkness, as if all the light was absorbed by the calamity cloud.

Zizizi...

After the scale of the calamity cloud stabilized, lightning flashed in the dark cloud. Looking closely, it seemed that real dragons, flood dragons, and giant pythons condensed from lightning were rolling in the calamity cloud. From time to time, they poked their heads out and stared at Ye Lin with cold and cruel eyes, and then retracted their heads and swam towards the vortex in the center of the calamity cloud.

The pressure of the calamity cloud was getting stronger and stronger. Even if no one stopped it, it was impossible to get close to the center of the calamity cloud without entering the late stage of fusion. At this time, the cultivators trapped in various large formations also felt the terrifying pressure. Even though they knew that the thunder calamity would not strike them, they were still extremely afraid.

The coverage of their spiritual consciousness was further compressed.

Ye Lin was in the center of the calamity cloud, as small as dust and as insignificant as an ant, but the expression on his face was only excitement and expectation.

"I don't want to wait for a moment for the fusion stage calamity. If you have any tricks, just use them against Ye. Don't let me underestimate you!"

Ye Lin also knew that this sudden calamity would cause many chain consequences. After all, the breath of the calamity could be transmitted to hundreds of millions of miles away, but his thoughts were clear. After the state of mind broke through, he had to make a concerted effort to complete his wishes.

Ye Lin pinched his fingers with one hand and shouted softly.

"The Art of Controlling Insects!"

Thousands of spiritual lights shot out from the ancient ring and sank into the center of Ye Lin's eyebrows. A slowly rotating Qiankun Liangyi diagram appeared in the center of Ye Lin's eyebrows. The light was extremely dazzling, as if there was a small silver-white sun.

Ye Lin only felt the surging magic power flowing through every organ and every inch of his skin. His black hair turned silver-white at this moment. It seemed that as long as Ye Lin had a thought, every strand of his hair could be extended infinitely, turning into a weapon that penetrated everything and entangled everything...