Day and night alternate, the sun sets and the moon rises, and in the blink of an eye, the time of the few days flies by. And the long-awaited magic sound finally came slowly from the cave.

In the past few days, dozens of monks have arrived one after another, and finally the number of monks waiting for the Demon Sound Trial in front of the cave has reached an astonishing number of more than 160 people.

You must know that although the spiritual world says that there are many monks, these two words are only compared to the lower cultivation world. The monks who were able to come to the cave for trial were all monks above the Divine Power Realm, and if they were placed in the Lower Cultivation Realm, they would already be a terrifying force that could destroy the entire Lower Cultivation Realm, not to mention that more than 20 of them had reached the amazing strength of the Half-Saint or above.

When that subtle strange voice sounded, all the monks were stunned, and then quickly found their position, stabilized their minds with their respective cultivation postures, and began to listen carefully to the magic sound, accepting this hard-won trial.

As if Xiaonan was also sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, and all his attention was focused on his ears.

Compared with the intrusion when dealing with the Heavenly Demon, this magic sound does not have the bewitching and disorienting feeling of the Heavenly Demon, it is more like the worst cry that a person involuntarily makes in a situation of extreme pain, making people's scalp numb, palpitations, panic and helplessness, when I first listened to it, it seemed that Xiaonan was like many monks who had undergone the trial, and did not feel anything unusual, some of the demon cultivators still showed their faces, of course, only a few perverted demon cultivators would appreciate this screaming sound as pleasant music.

As time passed, the magic sound gradually revealed its hideous face to the monks.

Shape, sound, smell, taste, and touch are the five senses of human beings. And when a certain aspect of the feeling is strong to a certain extent, it will make a wonderful interaction between these five senses, whether it is an ordinary person or a monk, it is within the scope of action, similar colors seem to have temperature, sound seems to have an image, cold and warm seem to have weight.

The magic sound seemed to become much louder than at the beginning, and the general pain from the depths of the soul also intensified invisibly, causing some monks to begin to look solemn during this trial, and even gritted their teeth to support it, just to be able to run the aura smoothly. Faced with this gradually worsening magic sound, several monks chose to give up after weighing it repeatedly, jumping up from their original cultivation position and retreating back to avoid the range of the magic sound.

After all, there are infinite possibilities when there is life.

It was as if Xiao Nan's Red Dust Chaos Spiritual Power was originally running, and there would be a lot of distractions and desires rising, so under the double interference of the Demon Sound and the Red Dust Chaos Spiritual Power, the mental shock he received was several times that of the rest of the monks. Fortunately, he was very self-aware from the beginning and chose almost the lowest position, and although the disturbance was heavy, it was within his tolerance.

With this increasing pressure, when the Red Dust Chaos Spiritual Power in Xiao Nan's body operated, it was as if he was under tremendous water pressure in a deep trench. Every trace of spiritual power not only made his brain ache like a sledgehammer smashing hard, but even his muscles were sore, and cold sweat continued to flow out of his body, soaking his whole body like a bath.

More than ten days passed in a flash, and just when Xiaonan thought that he could no longer support it, the magic sound that was slowly increasing suddenly stopped.

As if Xiao Nan was drowning and approaching death, he suddenly gained enough oxygen, and the flow of red dust chaotic spiritual power accelerated abruptly, but his divine thoughts could firmly control every trace of spiritual energy perfectly.

A deep pleasure filled his brain, and he longed to stand up and run wildly and sing loudly. This feeling of controlling the aura is as if Xiao Nan has only relied on the Yin and Yang Spirit Rhino to achieve it before.

The monks who did not give up the trial, most of them correctly assessed their strength, and some of them withstood the devastation of the magic sound in the painful trial, and now the pressure has been sharply reduced, most of the aura is constantly rising, and there are several monks who are full of aura, and there are faint signs of breakthrough.

But this happy scene made Xiaonan faintly vigilant, and he always felt that there was something wrong. The pair of sword eyebrows that he hadn't had time to raise were twisted into a ball again.

No! The Magic Sound Trial is a month! It's too short!

As if Xiao Nan quickly guarded his mind, he firmly suppressed the speed of the Red Dust Chaos Force, and the distracting thoughts and desires in his mind also decreased a lot with the decrease of spiritual power.

Sure enough, not long after Xiao Nan had just suppressed his spiritual power, a huge sonic impact surged from the inconspicuous cave!

The monks who were still happy just now looked like they had been struck by lightning, their faces were pale, and they closed their eyes and struggled. What's more, they cover their heads with their hands and roll and howl on the beach. These miserable howls are mixed in the impact of the magic sound, making the magic sound even more powerful!

Especially in the time when the magic sound stopped, the monks who let go of their hearts and spirits to hit the bottleneck were even more miserable, and all of them were overflowing blood, and among them, there were two monks of the Divine Realm who suddenly burst out of the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and after a strange laugh, they were directly burned into ashes by the fire in their hearts caused by the madness.

There are also many monks who made a decision immediately, and their bodies lit up with all kinds of brilliance, and they fled directly through the air.

It seems that under the impact of this sudden magic sound, although Xiao Nan has been prepared, it is also thrilling. If the monasticism is compared to building a house, the other monks are laying the foundation and building it brick by brick, and his is like a high-rise building built out of thin air on the beach, and this magic sound is like a violent wind, making him hover between failure and success in every trial.

Fortunately, both Beast Venerable and Yi Sheng had a point-to-the-point reminder of Yi Xiaonan's cultivation, making him know that his foundation was unstable, and he was willing to spend more effort to consolidate his mental nature to the greatest extent.

The magic sound began to change slowly again, fluctuating in strength and intermittent, and the sound and its sensitivity controlled the human senses, causing resonance with the rest of the body. One minute it was like being hit by a sharp blade in the fire, and the next minute it was like being devoured by ten thousand ants in a muddy swamp, or the unstoppable pain and itching of the body, or the sudden pungency from the tip of the tongue, or the extremely sad state of mind faintly coming from the bottom of the heart, not stopping to challenge the limits of the monks' endurance.

The monks who were originally full on the beach were now only half of them, and all of them had strange faces and distorted expressions, and even the monks who had given up early to watch from afar felt more and more uncomfortable.

However, in the eyes of those onlookers, the half-saint mid-rank monk who had been sitting firmly at the back was the strangest.