When the sixteenth tribulation thunder fell, a shout of cheers suddenly sounded at the boundary of the Thunder Yuan Realm Continent, and since the light curtain set up by Xijun to protect them, these monks were no longer afraid of before, and they were beaming with joy one by one.

"It's down, ah, ah, the catastrophe is really not over yet!"

"Wow, I heard that there are few monks who have experienced the eighteen Mahayana thunder tribulations from ancient times to the present, but I didn't expect that Yunqing senior to be too, and I am so lucky to be able to witness such a grand event with my own eyes!"

Even the monks who didn't understand the meaning of the Eighteen Tribulation Thunderbolts earlier had already known about it from the mouths of others, so they became excited.

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

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When the thunder fell, Liu Qinghuan felt as if he had been slapped on the top of his head, and in an instant, the whole person was numb, and he could only let the majestic thunder power frantically pour into the heavenly spirit cover, destroying his body unscrupulously, burning his flesh and blood, and leaving his mind blank for a moment.

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

The Mahayana Thunder Tribulation is not a little fancy, unlike the need to transform into a mortal to enter the world during the Divine Tribulation, nor is it like the integration of humanity when the combined Tribulation is humane, the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation is a complete and pure heavenly power, commonly known as the swear not to die.

Liu Qinghuan's whole body was shining with electricity at this time, just like a burning meteor was falling rapidly, and he didn't know when it would be burned like a meteor.

He was only glad that he had cultivated the Heavenly Rank Exercise Ten Thousand Tribulations Immortal Body now, otherwise it would be difficult for him to survive such a terrifying Heavenly Tribulation with the common law to cultivate his weak body.

The limbs trembled uncontrollably, the power of thunder rampaged through the meridians, if Liu Qinghuan could calm down, he would find that his little remaining spiritual power was undergoing strange changes, becoming lighter and more active, and the original gloomy cyan color had also faded a little, like the glow of the sky in the early morning, clear and ethereal.

However, his body and mind were filled with boundless pain at this time, and the battle intent in his raised eyes was like fire, and he suddenly raised his right middle finger towards the sky, and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha!"

The loud laughter of the heroic dry clouds resounded through the heavens and the earth, carrying the wind of the void to a place far away, it seemed that his actions just now had annoyed the heavens, and the seventeenth thunderbolt slashed straight down without warning!

"Boom!"

Even if it was far away, outside the range of the Heavenly Tribulation, the small Thunder Metaverse still shook violently, if it weren't for Xijun's light curtain blocking it, it was difficult to say whether the Thunder Metaverse could be intact in the terrifying Heavenly Might.

Most of the onlookers were unaware of the danger, and they looked down into the void through the undulating curtain of light, and talked with the monks around them with great interest.

"Haha, the seventeenth way!"

"There is one last way, Yunqing seniors will be able to advance to Mahayana!"

The name Yunqing had spread among the monks, and someone said with a worried face: "But, that senior...... Is he okay now, I can't even find his place. ”

"It should be okay? If the tribulation fails, the tribulation will end, and the maelstrom is still there. ”

"I know, that senior fell down and didn'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 that was 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, soaked his clothes, and the golden blue color on his skin almost completely faded.

But even so, the smile on the corner of his mouth was still there, not destroyed by the power of the mighty thunder. Even though it seems that he has reached the point of exhaustion of mountains and rivers, oil and lamps, his tenacious will still supports him to face the catastrophe without fear or yield.

Moving his body with difficulty, Liu Qinghuan didn't have much trouble getting up, simply lying flat on the cold stone, taking out a few pill bottles and pouring them into his mouth without looking at them, and hurried to recover from his injuries.

The Heavenly Tribulation would not give him enough time to heal his injuries, only to see a disturbance in the starry sky, countless star points converged in the middle, and the black hole in the center of the vortex cracked again, and a wisp of light shimmering with colorful light fell flutteringly, merging into those star spots.

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

The pure wood aura that flowed from the body of the Wanmu bottle soothed his thirsty and broken body, Liu Qinghuan settled in his heart, and then raised his head, his gaze was unwavering.

The huge void suddenly lit up, the majestic thunder dispelled the darkness, and the eighteenth thunder seemed to be slow and fast, and finally fell.

At that moment, Liu Qinghuan thought a lot, and countless pictures flashed in front of him, such as the majestic Nine Peaks of the Wenshi School, the quiet smile of Mu Yinyin, the warm sunlight leaking from the leaves of the purple chalcedony sycamore in Daqing Mountain, and the sun and moon of countless lonely cultivation......

Facing the last thunderstorm that fused with a wisp of fairy qi, seemed to be irresistible, and made people just want to escape, Liu Qinghuan's breath completely calmed down, and a faint golden light suddenly appeared around him.

The golden light was so faint that it seemed to break when the wind blew, but when the thunder fell, it was incredibly blocked, although only for a few breaths.

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

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If there are people who don't know the truth passing by above the Thunder Yuan Realm at this time, they will find that the monks below are all stretching their necks like roosters, and their eyes are staring at the star field glowing with layers of white thunder in the distance without blinking, and their expressions are nervous and excited.

"How's it going, when will the results come out?"

"I can't see clearly, I guess it's not that fast. ”

"Do you think that Yunqing's predecessors will succeed, will they be robbed, cough, what is that?"

"Shut up, you can't hope for something good?"

"Ahem, don't I think the Heavenly Tribulation is too terrifying......"

Everyone was waiting for the final result, and most people were still looking forward to Liu Qinghuan successfully surviving the Heavenly Tribulation, after all, there was no personal stake, and they also knew how difficult it was to cultivate to this point.

There are even people who are already thinking about what treasures in their rings can be used as congratulatory gifts, and after the end of the Heavenly Tribulation, when that senior returns to the Thunder Yuan Realm, he can immediately send it out to express his congratulations, and it would be best if he could get the other party's blue eyes......

Outside the crowd, the Mahayana monk Xijun also looked at the void intently, his expression was very calm, but when the thunder in the void gradually dissipated, a magnificent pillar of light rushed through the starlight vortex, his body was shocked, he stroked his sleeves, and a polite and enthusiastic smile immediately appeared on his face.

However, not long after, the smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and Xijun stared ahead in disbelief: "...... He didn't even go back to the Lei Yuan Realm, and left directly?!"