Eternal Tranquility

When the sixteenth calamity thunder fell, a roar of cheers suddenly sounded at the border of Leiyuanjie Continent. After Xijun set up a protective screen, these monks no longer had the fear before, and they all looked like they were celebrating a festival. Be beaming.

"It's coming down, it's coming down, the catastrophe is indeed not over yet!"

"Wow, I heard that there are only a few monks who have experienced the eighteen Mahayana thunder tribulations from ancient times to the present. I didn't expect that Senior Yun Qing did the same, and we are so lucky to have witnessed such a grand event with our own eyes!"

Even the monks who didn't understand the meaning of the Eighteen Tribulation Thunders now knew it from others, and they became excited.

"Not good!" At this time, another exclamation sounded: "Senior has fallen!"

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When the calamity thunder fell, Liu Qinghuan felt as if he had been slapped on the top of his head. In an instant, his whole body went numb. He could only let the majestic power of thunder pour into the Tianling Gai crazily, destroying his body unscrupulously and burning his body. The flesh and blood made his mind go blank for a moment.

When he regained his composure, he realized that he was falling into the endless dark void with his limbs spread out, but he did not close the distance between him and the starlight vortex, and the other party was still pressing heavily above his head.

The Mahayana Thunder Tribulation is not fancy at all. Unlike the Divine Transformation Tribulation, which requires the transformation of mortals into the world, and the Combination Tribulation, which requires the unity of humanity, the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation is the complete and pure divine power of God. give up.

Liu Qinghuan's whole body was radiating with electric light at this moment, like a burning meteor falling rapidly, and he didn't know when he would be burned up like a meteor.

He is now only grateful that he has cultivated heaven-level skills to immortalize his body for all tribulations. Otherwise, it would be difficult for his weak body to survive such a terrifying catastrophe using ordinary methods.

His limbs were shaking uncontrollably, and the power of thunder was rushing through his meridians. If Liu Qinghuan could calm down, he would find that his remaining spiritual power was undergoing strange changes, becoming lighter and more active. The originally gloomy blue color has also faded a bit, just like the glow of the morning sky, clear and misty.

However, his body and mind were filled with boundless pain at this time. His raised eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He suddenly raised his right middle finger to the sky and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha!"

The heroic Qianyun's laughter resounded throughout the world, and he rode the wind of void to a very far place. It seemed that his actions just now angered the heavens, and the seventeenth tribulation thunder struck straight down without any warning!

"boom!"

Even across a long distance and outside the scope of the Heavenly Tribulation, the small Lei Yuan Realm still shook violently. If it were not blocked by Xijun's light curtain, it is difficult to say whether the Lei Yuan Realm could have survived the terrifying heaven. Wei Zhong is intact.

Most of the cultivators who were watching were unaware of the danger involved. They looked down into the void through the undulating light curtain, and chatted endlessly with the cultivators around them.

"Haha, it's the seventeenth one!"

"There is one last step, senior Yunqing can advance to the Mahayana!"

The name Yun Qing has been spread among the monks, and someone said with a worried look: "But, that senior... is he okay now? I can't even find his location."

"It should be fine, right? If the tribulation fails, the tribulation will end. Isn't that big whirlpool still there?"

"I know, that senior fell down and doesn't seem to fly up again..."

Where did Liu Qinghuan have the strength to cross the void and return to his original position? He fell straight down until he hit a stone floating in the void, and smashed the boulder several miles in size into pieces.

Liu Qinghuan was lying on one of the gravels. His whole body was like a rag that was about to be torn. Blood overflowed from all parts of his body and stained his clothes. The golden color on his skin had almost completely faded away.

But even so, the smile at the corner of his mouth was still there and was not destroyed by the mighty thunder. Even though he seemed to have reached the point where he was at the end of his rope and his fuel was exhausted, his strong will still supported him to face the catastrophe without fear or surrender.

After moving her body with difficulty, Liu Qinghuan got up without any effort. She simply lay down on the cold stone, took out several pill bottles and poured them into her mouth without looking at them, and took the time to recover from her injuries.

The calamity did not give him enough time to heal his injuries. He saw a disturbance in the starry sky, countless star points gathered in the middle, and the black hole in the center of the vortex cracked again, and a ray of light shimmering with colorful light floated down. Merged into those star points.

Liu Qinghuan's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and his expression became solemn and cold. After thinking about it, he took out the Wanmu bottle.

The pure wood spirit energy flowing out continuously from the Wanmu bottle soothed his thirsty and broken body. Liu Qinghuan settled down and raised his head again, his eyes unwavering.

The vast void suddenly lit up, and the majestic thunder dispelled the darkness. The eighteenth thunderbolt, which seemed to be slow but actually fast, finally fell.

At that moment, Liu Qinghuan thought of a lot, and countless images flashed before his eyes, including the majestic nine peaks of the Wenshi Sect, Mu Yinyin's peaceful smile, the warm sunshine leaking through the leaves of the purple-marrow sycamore trees in Daqing Mountain, and countless A lonely sun and moon practicing...

Facing the last tribulation thunder that was fused with a ray of fairy spirit and seemed irresistible, making people just want to escape, Liu Qinghuan's aura completely calmed down, and a faint golden light suddenly appeared around him.

The golden light was so thin, as if it would break if the wind blew, but when the calamity thunder struck, it was incredibly blocked, even though it was only for a few breaths.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Qinghuan was overwhelmed by the white thunder light that exploded...

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If someone who doesn't know the truth passes by the Lei Yuan Realm at this time, they will find that the monks below stretch their necks like roosters, staring unblinkingly at the distant place glowing with layers of white thunder. Xingyu looked nervous and excited at the same time.

"How is it? When will the results come out?"

"I can't see clearly. It shouldn't be that fast."

"Do you think Senior Yunqing will succeed or not? Will he be robbed? Well, what about that?"

"Shut up! Can't you hope for something better?"

"Ahem, don't I think the catastrophe is too scary..."

Everyone is waiting for the final result. Most people still hope that Liu Qinghuan can successfully survive the catastrophe. After all, there is no personal stake in it, and they know how difficult it is to practice to this point.

Some people are even thinking about what treasures they have in their Najies that can be used as congratulatory gifts. After the heavenly tribulation is over, when the senior returns to Lei Yuan Realm, he can immediately send them out to express his congratulations. If he can get the other party's favor, Blue eyes are the best...

Outside the crowd, Mahayana monk Xi Jun also looked intently into the void with a very calm expression. However, when the thunder in the void gradually dissipated, a magnificent beam of light broke away from the starlight vortex. His figure was shaken and he touched his clothes. Sleeves, a polite and enthusiastic smile immediately appeared on his face.

However, not long after, the smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and Xi Jun stared ahead in disbelief: "...He didn't go back to Lei Yuanjie, but just left?!"

Mahayana, scatter flowers~~