Behind the dark clouds in the sky, there is a faint roar of dragons and tigers, and lightning and thunder.
A deep look of worry could not help but appear on Lin Zhiyun's gorgeous face.
Liu Qiqi was one of the earliest disciples to join her. The two of them were master and disciple, sisters, mother and daughter. They could almost be regarded as the closest people.
Recalling the danger when she became a saint and passed through the tribulation, how could she not make Lin Zhiyun worry about the safety of her precious apprentice?
Just when she was about to help, someone grabbed her arm.
"Sister Palace Master, if you go to help, you will probably anger God." Zhong Wen's voice came to my ears, "The power of the heavenly tribulation may be doubled by then."
"But, but, Qiqi's cultivation level is not as high as that of a saint." Lin Zhiyun said anxiously, "How can he withstand the power of the heavenly tribulation?"
"Sister, if you are really concerned, you will be in trouble." Zhong Wen couldn't help laughing and said, "You will experience this disaster more carefully."
Lin Zhiyun was stunned when she heard this, and quickly released her spiritual consciousness to sense it. Only then did she realize that the calamity Liu Qiqi faced was far less ferocious than her own.
Her expression was slightly relaxed, but she still couldn't hide the nervousness on her pretty face.
"Don't worry, let her try it first. If she can survive the catastrophe with her own strength, it will definitely have unimaginable benefits for her future cultivation." Zhong Wen gently held her jade hand and comforted her softly, "
If you really can’t get through it, won’t you still have me?”
"I don't want you to take risks anymore." Lin Zhiyun shook her head gently.
"Don't worry, there's nothing I can do about Thunderbolt." Zhong Wen felt warm in his heart and responded domineeringly, "However, I still believe in Qiqi, she will get through it."
When Lin Zhiyun heard what he said, she felt relieved and turned her head again to look at the direction of Liu Qiqi.
But there was still a look of worry in her watery eyes.
"Boom!"
At this time, God finally could not restrain his murderous intention and threw a violent thunder that shook the sky and earth into the world.
The terrifying divine thunder turned into a smart silver snake, winding and dazzling, and fell hard towards Liu Qiqi's head.
Although it is not comparable to the momentum of Lin Zhiyun and the other three who overcome the tribulation at the same time, the power of this thunder is far beyond what ordinary Taoist spiritual masters can withstand.
If Emperor Li Tiandi, the master of the second hall of the "Dark Temple", were here, he would be surprised to find that Liu Qiqi's Holy Thunder Tribulation was at least three times more powerful than his own.
"Qiqi, be careful!"
Lin Zhiyun's eyes widened and she couldn't help but remind her loudly.
However, the next scene completely subverted her imagination.
Just as the thunder fell, countless powerful sword intentions suddenly appeared in the sky, densely packed like a plague of locusts passing through, jumping upwards.
Before this shocking divine thunder could get close to Liu Qiqi, it was chopped into pieces by the terrifying sword energy. Not long after, it turned into little auras and scattered without a trace.
When others faced the sky thunder, they struggled to resist, but Liu Qiqi turned against the enemy and directly launched an attack on the sky thunder. Zhong Wen was dumbfounded and called him an expert.
"Boom!"
Being refuted by a small mortal ant, Heavenly Dao would not be willing to accept it. With a shocking roar, the second terrifying thunderbolt came straight down, and its power was almost twice as powerful as the first one.
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However, although Tiandao's momentum is strong, the outcome is no different.
Liu Qiqi's expression did not change, she just raised her head slightly and glanced upward.
Countless sharp swords swarmed up again, like a wasp that was stabbed in its nest, and struck hard on the second sky thunder, easily cutting the thunder that fell halfway into pieces without any impact at all.
It's a chance to get close to Liu Qiqi.
The first two thunder tribulations were defeated so completely that God finally seemed to realize that this little ant had extraordinary strength and no longer dared to be careless.
The third thunder that followed was filled with more murderous intent, like a roaring evil dragon rushing down, vowing to completely devour the delicate girl below.
However, Liu Qiqi remained calm and just glanced slightly. The divine thunder that exuded a destructive aura suddenly died down and was shattered into slag.
The fourth, fifth, and seventh thunder tribulations that followed were exactly the same, but they failed to force Liu Qiqi to move her arms.
"I have also read in ancient books about the experiences of many famous masters in overcoming tribulations."
Zhong Wen stared blankly at the graceful red figure in the sky, murmuring to himself, "But it's really the only one who is as relaxed as Qiqi. There is no other."
"It is said that at the same level, sword cultivators are the strongest." Lin Zhiyun had already relaxed and praised sincerely, "Now I know that this statement is true. After becoming a saint, Qiqi's strength will probably be even higher than mine.
Woolen cloth."
"Boom!"
Just when Lin Zhiyun and Zhong Wen thought everything was safe, the eighth thunderbolt that was ready to strike in the air made both of them change their expressions.
Before this divine thunder fell, an indescribable aura of destruction quickly spread out, covering all directions, as if it was going to gather all its power to destroy the entire world in the next moment.
"Qiqi, don't be careless!" Zhong Wen's face darkened, and he reminded loudly, his muscles tightened instantly, ready to break into the range of the thunder at any time, and use his body to help Liu Qiqi resist the catastrophe.
However, Liu Qiqi, who had always been expressionless, suddenly turned her head and smiled at him.
Liu Qiqi is a serious girl. Although she is beautiful, she usually has a serious face. Especially towards Zhong Wen, she rarely smiles.
However, this smile is like a hundred flowers blooming, stunningly beautiful, and even a bit charming.
It turns out she looks so pretty when she smiles!
Zhong Wen's heart skipped a beat. For the first time, he felt a strange and breathtaking beauty from Liu Qiqi.
"Boom!"
The eighth divine thunder, which had been brewing for a long time, finally completed its charge and fell crazily towards Liu Qiqi's head. Its power and momentum had reached an unprecedented level.
The violent thunder is like a beast that has lost its mind. What remains in the body is the endless killing intent.
At the same time, Liu Qiqi also moved.
She suddenly raised her right arm and pointed the Immortal Sword in her hand straight at the sky. Her whole body exuded an unparalleled sharp aura.
At this moment, in the eyes of Zhong Wen and others, Liu Qiqi was no longer a young girl.
She is more like a sword.
An unstoppable sword that can cut through gold and jade!
An unrivaled divine sword that can kill gods and Buddhas when it meets them. It can kill no one and destroy nothing!
She just raised her sword to the sky, facing the raging and violent divine punishment without fear.
"boom!"
The Immortal Killing Sword and the Divine Thunder collided head-on, causing a deafening sound.
Then, in the astonished eyes of everyone, the seemingly invincible eighth divine thunder was killed by Liu Qiqi with a clean sword and disappeared without a trace.
With the annihilation of this eighth thunderbolt, the roar in the sky ceased, and the dark clouds gradually dispersed, revealing a blue sky again.
The blue sky was cloudless, and the surroundings were silent. Only a beautiful red silhouette stood proudly, looking up at the sky.
The girl slowly lowered her right arm, and the immortal-killing sword in her hand occasionally emitted a dazzling cold light.
At this time, she was no longer the girl who sweated profusely every day and practiced swordplay tirelessly, but a newly promoted saint who had just emerged from her cocoon and turned into a butterfly.
He is also the only sword master in the world since the death of the Heavenly Sword Saint!
Eight thunder tribulations?
Amazing, really amazing!
Recalling the descriptions in ancient classics, Zhong Wen couldn't help feeling filled with emotion and sighing.
It should be noted that the power of the saint's calamity and the thunder calamity caused by refining weapons and elixirs are completely different. Excluding the nine thunder calamities caused by Lin Zhiyun and the three of them passing through the calamity at the same time, the heavenly thunder of ordinary Taoist spiritual masters and advanced saints is often only
Between the fifth and sixth paths.
Those who can cause seven thunder tribulations are already considered the best among saints, and are powerful beings that dominate even in the ancient world of cultivation.
As for the Eight Rays of Thunder Tribulation, he is a genius among geniuses and a monster among monsters. According to ancient records, even the heads of the seven super sects such as Taoist Wuhen and Yan Jin are only at this level.
The Nine Thunder Tribulations have reached the ultimate level of thunder.
The only people who can enjoy this treatment are the most powerful people from ancient times like the Great Sage of Samsara, the Five Great Yuan Sages, Lin Bei and Ye Jiangnan.
In time, maybe there will be a female version of Wuhen Taoist?
Staring at the girl's exquisite figure, Zhong Wen's heart moved, as if he had foreseen the outcome of this war in advance.
This chapter has been completed!