The seventh tribulation thunder slashed, and Liu Qinghuan immediately noticed that the power of the heavenly tribulation had suddenly become much greater, as if the previous six tribulation thunders were just appetizers, and now the main dish had just been served.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but snort, the power of the strange thunder poured in from the heavenly spirit, and the wind swept through every corner of the body, and the blood flow seemed to be no longer blood, but thunder and lightning.

The meteorite under his feet had already shattered in the previous thunderstorms, and at this moment, Liu Qinghuan was floating in the void without a single landing, and the scorching white thunder that exploded around his body made his whole person like an incarnation of a shining star, illuminating a large dark void.

He exhaled a cloudy breath, his skin gradually dyed golden, and raised his head fearlessly!

The eighth tribulation thunder slammed suddenly, Liu Qinghuan's figure shook, his deep and clear eyes flashed with golden streamers, and the next moment, the heavens and the earth were quiet, and the ninth tribulation thunder also followed.

......

At the boundary of the Lei Yuan Realm, the monks who were watching from a distance were as white as paper, and their expressions were even more frightened and frightened.

"It's terrible! Two thunderbolts slashed almost at the same time, can that senior withstand it?"

"I can't see clearly, that star field is completely overwhelmed by thunder, I hope he's okay. ”

"But why? There are already nine tribulation thunders, the heavenly tribulation should be over, why hasn't that vortex dissipated yet?"

A combined monk said with great confidence: "He is still in the last level of inner demons, and the vision caused by the Heavenly Tribulation will only dissipate if he successfully survives." ”

"It seems that there will be one more Mahayana predecessor in this world, and we will be the first to go to congratulate at that time, we are so lucky!"

Several of them showed the joy of being able to see the birth of a Mahayana monk with their own eyes, which was also a beautiful conversation for them, and it seemed that there was no possibility that the other party would not be able to overcome the demon barrier in their hearts.

At this time, a frightening storm crossed the sky, and a tall figure fell not far away, and several combined monks were startled and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"Xijun senior!"

"City Lord!"

"Meet the Castle Lord!"

The person who came was none other than the city lord of Thousand Light City, and the current owner of the Thousand Gloss Thunder Domain, the Mahayana monk Xijun. He glanced at the monks without anger, and then turned his head to look into the void with a thoughtful expression.

A combined monk stepped forward and said respectfully: "Are you also here to see that senior's tribulation, the nine tribulation thunders have all fallen before, and I think the heavenly tribulation will end soon......"

"Who said the Apocalypse was coming to an end?" Xijun said.

Everyone was stunned, and their eyes involuntarily looked at the incomparably brilliant starlight vortex in the distance, which showed no signs of dissipation, as if they suddenly understood something.

"Isn't that senior now in the Heart Demon Pass?"

"No, it won't!"

"Isn't there more than nine tribulation thunders?!"

Xijun looked at the void with an unpredictable expression, ignoring everyone's doubts.

......

Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes suddenly, he had just broken free from the inner demon pass, and his ears seemed to be echoing with the heart-wrenching laughter of the dove, and his face was extremely ugly.

Just now, he returned to the day when he returned to the Stygian Mountain Battle Domain and killed the dove, but this time, when Mu Yinyin turned into a flame and pounced on the dove, he was torn apart by the dove. Subsequently, one by one, the disciples of the Wenshi Sect died tragically, and Jiang Nianen's head was in a different place, smiling and smiling on the spot.

Even Yun Zheng did not escape the other party's poisonous hands, he was slapped to death by a palm in the sword light in the sky, his broken body fell from the air, and the fragments of the sword of the primordial god fluttered in the wind......

If the first two Heart Demon Passes were like itching, which only made Liu Qinghuan's heart shake for a moment, these third Heart Demon Passes were like a poisonous sword, menacing and unstoppable.

The most terrifying thing is that Liu Qinghuan once forgot that he was spending the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation, and was lost in the real illusion set by the heart demon, just like a nightmare, it is difficult for the dreamer to realize that he is sleeping, and the dream is reality.

Facing the successive deaths of Taoist companions, friends, and disciples, Liu Qinghuan's eyes were split, if it weren't for the sudden cool air rushing straight to the spiritual platform, he almost fell into the demon realm, and his cultivation was ruined.

Liu Qinghuan gratefully glanced at the Wanmu bottle in the dantian, and the Wanmu bottle saved him again at a critical time. Today, he found that this Xuantian Supreme Treasure that belonged to him completely belonged to him, and it seemed that there were still some secrets that he had not yet explored.

In addition, this time the Heart Demon Pass will be so difficult, I am afraid that the Demon Source will be in trouble, otherwise he will not even lose his strong vigilance, and his mind will be as muddy as if he has been blinded.

Fortunately, as he successfully broke through the heart demon level, the demon source was also completely expelled at the same time, and the moment he woke up, he heard a terrible scream, which was the last struggle of the demon source.

At this point, the problem that had plagued him for thousands of years was finally solved, and he was able to step into the ...... without any obstacles Liu Qinghuan looked at the sky in a daze: Why is the whirlpool still there?

The next moment, I saw that the stars in the sky were bright again, and a crack opened in the center of the black hole-like vortex, as if an eye was lying behind the crack and staring at him coldly, and the invisible and terrifying coercion poured down, and the whole world fell into a terrifying silence!

Liu Qinghuan ushered in his tenth tribulation thunder in shock, and the thunder was like a giant dragon roaring, engulfing the people below in an instant!

The thick electric light that exploded meandered in the void like a chain, and all the meteorites floating in a radius of thousands of miles were all turned into powder, and Liu Qinghuan was also like a heavy stone, without the drag of the earth, he could only fall into the depths of the void.

The howling void wind blew people's hearts cold, but it couldn't blow away the sharp pain that hit the whole body, it took some time for Liu Qinghuan to stabilize his body, and then raise his head, the battle intent in his eyes was like a raging fire!

After more than 3,000 years of cultivation and hardships and dangers, as long as you cross this hurdle, you will be one step closer to the path of immortality.

Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning. From the beginning, the mountains are like the sea, and the remnant sun is like blood!

The vortex overhead spun faster and faster, carrying countless starlight, and suddenly, one of the starlights jumped out, blooming with dazzling light, and fell down rapidly!

"Boom~"

The earth-shattering sound made everyone's hearts tremble, and the cultivators of the Thunder Yuan Realm watched in amazement as a huge star smashed down, even if they were far away, they could still feel the terrifying devastating power, and those who cultivated to a weak level could no longer bear to retreat in a hurry.

There were only a few people left in the same place, and the combined monks were also extremely shocked, and when they turned their heads, they saw that Xijun's expression was also a little solemn.

"City, city lord, the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation is so terrifying, right?"

Xijun was silent for a moment and said, "I only experienced nine tribulations back then. ”

Therefore, he didn't know how powerful the tenth and eleventh realms were.

"Look!" a combined monk pointed ahead and exclaimed, "That senior has flown up again, he's fine!"

In the endless void, a cloud of golden light rose like the sun, and even the huge vortex could not take away his scorching light.

A few more starlights flew out, merging with each other and turning into a formidable thunderbolt.

"Twelfth......" Xijun muttered.

Extreme fear gradually appeared in his expression, and a crazy and terrible conjecture and premonition came to his mind uncontrollably: "...... Will this be his last thunderbolt?"