Chapter five hundred and fifty sixth life and death
Deep in the Great Mirage Sea, thunderous thunder resounded throughout the world, and all kinds of monsters in the sea fled that corner one after another. Some with high intelligence quietly emerged from the water and watched from a distance.
Liu Qinghuan, who struggled to withstand the third calamity thunder with the Sword of Life, was in a very bad situation at this time. Because he could not resist the calamity with the help of magic weapons and other things, he was really being struck by the thunder, relying on his physical body
and domain magical power hard cap.
The catastrophe of life, death and glory is one of the most terrifying catastrophes of promotion. There are only three tribulation thunders coming down now, and there will be three more in the future, each one will be more powerful than the last.
Liu Qinghuan gritted his teeth. He didn't expect that the living realm would be so vulnerable. Most of it was split apart when the thunderstorm came down. Otherwise, he wouldn't be in such a mess now. The fourth path will definitely be more terrifying, and I'm afraid the entire living realm will be destroyed.
Being torn apart.
He felt bitter in his heart. Sure enough, he thought too simply. If the catastrophe were to be so easy, it wouldn't have caused many monks to lose their souls.
The original calculation was wrong, and now I have to think of another way.
The sea of suffering in the distance was also worried about him. He couldn't help but use the Buddhist secret technique again to send his voice to Liu Qinghuan's ears from a very far away place: "Liu Xiaoer, if you don't hurry up and get ready, the next thunder will strike down."
Got it!"
Liu Qinghuan had no time to answer, so he gently stroked the sword of life and death that had followed him for many years, and recalled the scabbard of the Tainan Immortal Sword that had withstood three waves of thunder.
There was no obvious damage on the scabbard, but he wasn't going to use it anymore, so he put it away with his backhand and took out the Nine Songs of Hongchen Pu.
Although the Jiuqu Hongchen Pu is also a magic weapon, because it is a Taoist weapon, just like the sword of life and death, it is a treasure belonging to his soul, so it is still useful at this time.
With the loud "winter" in his mouth, the Nine-Bend Red Dust spectrum unfolded again, and boundless coldness surged out, freezing the sea below immediately. The light blue ice quickly spread out, and after reaching a certain range, it began to sink to the bottom of the sea.
Deep freeze.
At this time, it was a race against time. Liu Qinghuan made sure that the ice was big and thick enough, and said again: "Spring."
A gentle and warm spring breeze suddenly blew up on the small island of Iceland. The delicate new green buds broke through the thick ice, stretched their bodies, and quickly grew longer and thicker. It didn't take much effort to grow into a tree.
A big tree with lush branches.
For a moment, it was like spring flowers blooming around him, the earth was revived, and countless big trees were crowded together and growing hard. The tree bodies and leaves were iron-gray and glowed with a hard light.
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
Liu Qinghuan murmured, looking up at the calamity clouds in the sky, where a calamity was brewing, and a calamity would fall at any time.
Just as his vision was gradually obscured by the lush leaves, the fourth thunderbolt finally struck down.
Compared with the first one, the green color of the Tribulation Thunder at this time was almost invisible, and the breath of death seemed to envelope the entire world.
The next moment, the big tree that was still growing upwards swayed and bent down with its thick body, blocking Liu Qinghuan's head. There was a click, and the tree body was immediately split in half.
However, all the big trees in Iceland seemed to have come to life, and they blocked themselves above Liu Qinghuan's head. There was a loud clicking sound for a while, and many tree trunks emitted green smoke, and then quickly dried up under the powerful force of annihilation.
, crumble, and turn into ashes.
Even so, these big trees resisted for a while, dissipating part of the thunder's power for Liu Qinghuan, until the thunder penetrated the tree net and struck him squarely on the head.
His body shook, and the huge force almost made him fall down. As soon as the thunder and lightning rushed into the body, it destroyed everything in its path!
Hair, skin, bones, and even internal organs.
Liu Qinghuan used magic power to firmly protect his heart. Regardless of the severe pain that struck again, he stretched out his hand and said in a hoarse voice: "Spring Mountain Spirit Rain."
A raindrop hit his face, and then thousands of raindrops formed a fine rain curtain and fell. If you look carefully, these raindrops are not as clear and transparent as ordinary ones, but are light white, like milk.
, exuding a vibrant fragrance, scrambling to get into his body.
Liu Qinghuan refined the Nine-Tune Red Dust Book, incorporating nine kinds of perceptions of heavenly affairs and world affairs, and also combined various spiritual waters consistent with the perceptions. Among them, "winter" uses ice flame blue sand, which means cold.
It is chilly and cold, and "spring" is made from the milk of the Earth Mother.
This technique was created by combining his Aoki Sacred Body and Earth Mother Divine Milk, but he didn't expect to use it so quickly. However, it was precisely because of this technique that he was able to withstand it under the nourishment of Spring Mountain Spiritual Rain.
The fourth thunderstorm, and successfully passed the fifth.
Finally! Finally, only the last one is left, and it is also the most terrifying one!
Liu Qinghuan looked up at the sky while letting Lingyu continue to repair the damaged body.
The sky in this small corner was as dark as the end of the world, and the rich thunder spirit energy made people even more irritable and depressing. The sea surface gradually rolled up with strong winds and waves, roaring and slamming against the small Iceland.
At this time, the dark clouds in the sky were dyed with a layer of gloomy green, looking extremely strange. The dull sound of rolling thunder came from the cracked gap, exuding an aura that made people increasingly palpitating and panicked.
In this swaying wind and rain, Liu Qinghuan's face slowly turned pale. He had an extremely bad premonition, but he could only try his best to activate the trees on Iceland and make countless vines and tree trunks as hard as iron become tangled together.
Layer after layer, forming a solid wooden shield blocking the top.
After five tribulation thunders, even though he had been carefully controlling it, the spiritual power in his body was still very much depleted, and the rejuvenating elixirs and spiritual stones could not recover much in a very short period of time.
The two Nascent Souls in the body opened their eyes, and seemed to feel Liu Qinghuan's anxiety. They ran to the tree of spiritual roots and pulled the roots hard.
Unfortunately, those were not the roots of the Sanmulberry tree, and the Sanmulberry tree did not appear as he expected.
As the calamity brewing took longer and longer, and the pressure increased, he finally panicked.
Is there anything else that can help him resist?!
Liu Qinghuan racked his brains and thought, while rummaging through his own ring, and finally found a bead as big as his head among the books piled in the corner.
Ding Haizhu!
Liu Qinghuan almost forgot about this bead, because when he got this bead in the treasure pool, it had not yet been formed into a pill and could not be used at all, so he put it aside and shelved it.
However, he is already a Nascent Soul now, so he should be able to use it, right?
Liu Qinghuan's heart moved, and Ding Haizhu moved out of the ring and fell into his arms. However, he only felt his body sinking, and there was a clicking sound from the ice beneath him!
He broke into a cold sweat, but fortunately the ice surface stabilized after a few cracks.
And the moment Dinghaizhu appeared, the originally roaring mirage seemed to be suddenly strangled by the neck, and the stormy sea retracted into the sea, no longer beating Iceland, which was almost unbearable, and the wind that was howling just a moment ago.
He also slipped away with his tail between his legs and disappeared without a trace.
But at this moment, I just heard an explosion above my head!
Liu Qinghuan suddenly raised his head and saw a gray-black thunderbolt as thick as a bucket coming towards him with the power to destroy the world!
His face instantly turned pale, and a trace of despair emerged in his heart.
Unable to stop it, the power of the sixth thunderbolt was almost three times stronger than that of the fifth. It was impossible for him to withstand it with his current strength!
Suddenly, a golden light appeared above him, and then spread out in all directions, like a big bowl buckling down, covering the entire Iceland.
In the faint sound of Sanskrit, the tribulation thunder finally struck!
The light mask shook violently, bursting out with brilliant golden light, which disappeared into nothingness amid the meandering gray-black thunder and lightning.
The Sanskrit chanting became louder and louder, and Liu Qinghuan felt a warm feeling in his heart. He knew that this was Zen Master Kuhai who was helping him, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed.
The solid light shield offset about half of the thunder's power before breaking into pieces, turning into golden light and scattering. Then, after part of the several-foot-thick wooden shield was consumed, it finally reached the top of Liu Qinghuan's head, who had been waiting for a long time.
However, as soon as the calamity thunder entered his body, he was shocked!
This last tribulation thunder is very different from the previous ones, and it contains a law.