A bolt of lightning flashed, and with a loud noise, Ling Chuxi was struck by the spiritual thunder and flew backwards. She flew six or seven feet away before she could stabilize her body.
A trace of blood slowly seeped out from the corner of her mouth. Ling Chuxi's hand holding the sword was trembling, and even the sea of mind felt a slight sting.
The long sword in his hand was also blasted into pieces. Although this long sword was an ancient sword collected by the Canglang Sect, its quality was still inferior and it could not withstand such a powerful spiritual thunder.
Fortunately, her Sword Heart Breaking Soul Technique has reached the sixth level, and her consciousness is at least twice as strong as before. Otherwise, even if this spiritual thunder cannot destroy her body, it can destroy her consciousness and leave her soul.
Ling Chuxi just took a breath, and another spiritual thunder fell in the sky, which was a bit stronger than the one just now.
Ling Chuxi's expression changed. This was not a marrow-cleansing spiritual thunder. It was clearly a killing thunder that could kill people.
Knowing that this spiritual thunder was completely different from the spiritual thunder experienced by others, Ling Chuxi had no choice but to take out the Luochen Sword as quickly as possible... Strictly speaking, it should be the Luochen Kitchen Knife.
Ling Chuxi didn't have time to care whether it was a sword or a kitchen knife, and struck out with the sword towards the spiritual thunder.
A rainbow-like sword light streaked across the sky and the earth. Although the Luochen Sword's current appearance is not very good-looking, its quality has more than doubled than before, bringing Ling Chuxi's newly promoted Jun-level strength to its fullest.
Lightning flashed, thunder exploded, and Ling Chuxi was struck more than ten feet away by the spiritual thunder again. When she fell to the ground, the hand holding the sword was already dripping with blood.
Ling Chuxi's heart sank. These were just two spiritual thunders, but they were already so terrifying. There were 2,918 monarch-level spiritual thunders in total. How could she withstand the spiritual thunders behind them.
Fortunately, the quality of Luochen Sword has been greatly improved after being re-refined, otherwise she really wouldn't have the slightest confidence to withstand the next spiritual thunder.
Ling Chuxi thought of escaping. Xumi space is a completely independent space. As long as she escapes now, she should be able to avoid the remaining sixteen spiritual thunders.
However, spiritual thunder marrow cleansing is related to the foundation of her future cultivation. If she gives up like this, it will definitely have a great negative impact on her future cultivation. Her dream of becoming a strong person may also end here.
Therefore, Ling Chuxi was really unwilling to give up.
Gritting her teeth, Ling Chuxi decided: fight!
Quickly rotating her energy and cultivating her damaged meridians and body, Ling Chuxi was surprised to find that after just withstanding two spiritual thunders, her meridians and body were more than twice as strong as before, and even the sea of qi became stronger.
Vast and boundless.
These are just two spiritual thunders. If you experience the baptism of all eighteen spiritual thunders, what earth-shaking changes will happen?
Ling Chuxi knew that the spiritual thunder in the Sumeru space was far more powerful than the spiritual thunder experienced by others, but the benefits it brought were far beyond what others could imagine.
This also strengthened Ling Chuxi's determination. Suddenly, Ling Chuxi thought of Ling Yichen. In order to regain his strength, he would even risk life and death. Didn't he even have the courage to fight against this spiritual thunder?
Another spiritual thunder fell, but Ling Chuxi's eyes no longer had the previous hesitation and became extremely determined.
With a long roar, Ling Chuxi flew up, and with a long roar, the Luochen Sword pierced the endless sky, piercing the thunder and lightning beam above the sky that seemed like the roar of a divine beast.
When the thunder light disappeared, Ling Chuxi's gentle figure fell into the distance like a kite with a broken string, and a sad and beautiful blood mist, like a rainbow, fell with her figure.