Finally, the fifty-fourth calamity thunder fell, Ling Chuxi let out a clear whistle, and used all her strength to strike out with the last sword.
The thunder falls, the power of heaven is mighty, the sword shines toweringly, and the heavenly way stretches across the sky!
In mid-air, a dazzling white light burst out suddenly, turning into thousands of blue electric lights that scattered in all directions.
The last tribulation thunder was finally dispersed by Ling Chuxi's Heavenly Sword, and she herself was blasted into the air by the powerful force of the tribulation thunder and fell heavily to the ground.
Ling Chuxi's mouth also had bloodshot eyes, but looking at the clear sky where the spiritual clouds dispersed, her expression showed a hint of luck and relief.
Fortunately, every time I was promoted, I suffered more lightning strikes than others, but it was not in vain. Although this promotion was unexpected and I lacked preparation, with my rich experience of being struck by lightning, I was able to survive in the end.
No surprises.
Ling Chuxi was secretly rejoicing when she saw another bolt from the blue suddenly falling.
"What a tragedy!" Ling Chuxi's face turned pale.
When she saw the spirit cloud dispersed, she thought she wouldn't have to suffer the thunderstorm this time, but she still didn't escape it.
The vitality in Ling Chuxi's body had been exhausted long ago, and she never thought that thunder would fall when the spiritual cloud dispersed. She was unable to resist it, and could only watch the blue thunder swallowing her up in an instant.
"Sir!" Wei Wuming was also shocked, and it was too late to take action.
Ling Chuxi's whole body trembled, and the destructive power of the tribulation thunder invaded the sea of mind, and then six more tribulation thunders fell rapidly one after another.
In the sea of mind and spirit, thunder exploded and waves rose to the sky. Seven tribulation thunders rushed towards the soul like dragons out of the sea, as if they were going to tear her into pieces and devour her completely.
Ling Chuxi broke out in a cold sweat. Her soul was much weaker than her own. Even she could not resist such a powerful calamity thunder. How could her soul be able to withstand it?
"Roar" the guardian unicorn roared, and its whole body exuded a dark purple sacred halo.
Yuan Shen stretched out his arm, and a long sword that also exuded a dark purple halo appeared in his hand. Judging from the material, it was obviously made of unicorn armor. Paired with the armor, it looked even more heroic.
The sword light spread out like a dark purple shield, protecting the soul within it.
And the seven destructive tribulation thunders also struck at the Yuanshen at the same time.
The dazzling white light burst out instantly, and even Ling Yangxi's eyes of consciousness could not see the condition of the soul.
A kind of pain that I had never felt before filled my body, heartbreaking.
This is obviously the pain coming from the soul.
But soon, the pain disappeared, but there was no joy at all on Ling Chuxi's face, and drops of cold sweat dripped down her beautiful face.
She could no longer feel the breath of the soul, and the subtle spiritual connection with the soul was gone.
"It's over. After all, I still couldn't withstand the power of the thunder." Ling Chuxi felt pain in her heart.
Although she has the Phoenix Nirvana Fire, she does not need to rely on the Yuan Shen to reshape her body like other cultivators. However, without the Yuan Shen, it means that the power of her spiritual consciousness is greatly reduced, and the speed of her cultivation will also slow down exponentially. In the end,
In his lifetime, I am afraid that he will not be able to advance to the realm of Heavenly Lord, let alone be promoted to Dao Lord, reach the realm of Supreme, or even reach the highest peak of thousands of cultivation spaces.
The dazzling lightning still flashed before my eyes, as if it was just a moment, and it seemed as long as countless centuries.