In the depths of the mirage, the earth-shattering thunder sounded throughout the world, and all kinds of demon beasts in the sea fled from that corner one after another.

Liu Qinghuan, who used the Sword of Life Domain to withstand the third thunderstorm with difficulty, was in a very bad situation at this time. Because he can't resist the heavenly tribulation with the help of things like magic weapons, he is really being thundered, relying on his physical body and domain supernatural powers.

Life and death, the glory calamity, is worthy of being one of the most frightening promotion calamities. The thunder has only descended three times now, and there are three more behind it, and the power will be stronger and stronger one by one.

Liu Qinghuan gritted his teeth, he didn't expect that the living domain would be so unbearable, and most of it would be split when the thunder tribulation came down, otherwise he wouldn't be so embarrassed now. The fourth path will definitely be even more terrifying, and I am afraid that the entire living realm will be split apart by life.

He was bitter in his heart, and sure enough, he still thought too simply, if the Heavenly Tribulation was to be so good, it would not make many monks scatter.

The original calculation was wrong, and now I have to think of another way.

The bitter sea in the distance was also anxious for him, and he couldn't help but use the secret technique of Buddhism again, and sent his voice to Liu Qinghuan's ears from a very far away: "Liu Xiao'er, if you don't prepare quickly, the next thunder will be split!"

Liu Qinghuan didn't have time to answer, and gently stroked the sword intent of life and death that had followed him for many years, and he summoned back the Tainan Immortal Sword scabbard, which had endured three waves of thunder.

There was no obvious damage to the scabbard, but he didn't plan to use it again, so he put it away with his backhand and took out the Nine Songs Red Dust Spectrum.

Although the Jiuqu Red Dust Spectrum is also a magic weapon, because it is a Dao weapon, it is the same as the sword intent of life and death, it is a treasure belonging to his primordial gods, and it is still useful at this time.

With a loud "winter" in his mouth, the Jiuqu Red Dust Spectrum unfolded again, and the boundless chill rushed out, freezing the sea surface below immediately, and the light blue ice surface quickly spread, and after reaching a certain range, it began to freeze deep under the sea.

At this time, it was a race against time, Liu Qinghuan was sure that the ice was big enough and thick enough, and read again: "Spring." ”

A warm spring breeze suddenly rolled up on the small Iceland, and the delicate buds of the new green broke through the thick ice, stretched their bodies, quickly lengthened and thickened, and it didn't take much effort to grow into a big tree with lush leaves.

For a moment, his surroundings were like spring flowers blooming, the earth was recovering, and countless big trees were growing desperately next to each other, and the body and leaves were iron-gray and glowing with a hard light.

"Hurry, hurry!"

Liu Qinghuan muttered in his mouth, and looked up at the tribulation clouds in the sky, which were brewing there, and the heavenly tribulation would fall at any time.

Just as his gaze was gradually obscured by the vigorous and lush foliage, the fourth thunderbolt finally slashed down.

Compared to the first path, the thunderstorm at this time was barely green, and the aura of silence seemed to envelop the entire heaven and earth.

In the next moment, the big tree that was still growing up shook its thick body and bent down, just blocking Liu Qinghuan's head, only to hear a click, and the tree body was immediately split in half.

However, the big trees in the entire Iceland seemed to come to life, and they blocked themselves above Liu Qinghuan's head, and for a while there was a clicking sound, and many tree trunks rose with green smoke, and then quickly dried up, cracked, and turned into ashes in the powerful force of silence.

Even so, these big trees also resisted for a while, dispersing a part of the power of the thunder for Liu Qinghuan, until the thunder broke through the tree net and slashed right on his head.

The body shook, the huge force almost didn't make him fall down, and as soon as the thunder and lightning rushed into the body, it destroyed everything in its path!

Hair, flesh, bones, and even internal organs.

Liu Qinghuan used his mana to firmly protect his heart, regardless of the severe pain that struck again, he stretched out his hand and beckoned, and said in a dumb voice: "Spring Mountain Spiritual Rain." ”

A raindrop fell on his face, and then thousands of raindrops fell in a fine curtain of rain, and if you looked closely, these raindrops were not as clear and transparent as usual, but faint white, like cow's milk, exuding a vibrant fragrance, scrambling to burrow into his body.

Liu Qinghuan refined the Nine Songs Red Dust Spectrum, refining the nine kinds of perceptions of the heavenly way and the world, and at the same time, he also combined various spiritual waters that were in line with the perceptions. Among them, "winter" uses ice flame and blue sand, which is cold and cold, and "spring" is the milk of the earth mother.

This technique was created by combining his own Aoki Holy 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 the fourth thunder and successfully pass the fifth path in the moisturizing spring mountain spiritual rain.

Finally, only the last and most terrible one remains!

Liu Qinghuan looked up at the sky while letting Lingyu continue to repair his damaged body.

The sky in this small corner was as dark as if the world was gone, and the rich thunder spirit aura was even more irritable and depressing, and the sea gradually rolled up with strong winds and waves, roaring and slapping the little Iceland vigorously.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky were dyed with a layer of miserable green, which looked extremely strange. The dull sound of rolling thunder came from the cracked crack, exuding an aura that made people's hearts palpitate more and more.

In this piece of wind and rain, Liu Qinghuan's face slowly turned pale, he had an extremely bad premonition, but he could only desperately urge the trees on Iceland, and let countless vines and trunks as hard as iron tangled together, layer after layer, forming a solid wooden shield to block the top.

And after the five tribulations of thunder, although he has been carefully controlling it, the spiritual power in his body has still been consumed to the point that there is not much left, and the elixir and spirit stone of the spirit return cannot recover much in a very short period of time.

The two primordial babies in their bodies opened their eyes, as if they felt Liu Qinghuan's anxiety, and ran to the foot of the spiritual root tree and pulled the roots hard.

It's a pity that it wasn't the root of the Sanmulberry tree, and the Sanmulberry didn't appear as he hoped.

As the thunderstorm brewed for longer and longer, and the pressure increased, he finally panicked.

What else could help him fend off?!

Liu Qinghuan stirred his brain and thought about it, while rummaging through his own rings, and finally let him pile up in the pile of books in the corner and turn over a bead the size of his head.

Dinghaizhu!

Liu Qinghuan almost forgot about this pearl, because he hadn't married this pearl when he got it in the treasure washing pool, so he couldn't use it at all, so he put it aside and put it away.

However, he is now a baby, so he should be able to use it, right?

As soon as Liu Qinghuan's heart moved, Ding Haizhu was removed from the ring and fell into his arms, but he only felt that his body sank, and there was a clicking sound on the ice under him!

He let out a cold sweat, but the ice stabilized after a few cracks.

And at the moment when Dinghaizhu appeared, the originally crazy roaring mirage seemed to be suddenly choked by the neck, and the stormy sea retracted into the sea, no longer slapping Iceland, which was almost unbearable, and the wind that was still howling angrily a moment ago also slipped with its tail and dissipated into invisibility.

And at this moment, I only heard an explosion overhead!

Liu Qing raised his head happily, and saw a gray-black thunderbolt the size of a bucket slashing towards him with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth!

His face turned pale in an instant, and a trace of despair floated in his heart.

Unstoppable, the power of this sixth thunderstorm is almost three times stronger than the fifth, and it is impossible for him to withstand it with his current strength!

Suddenly, a little golden light appeared above him, and then it bloomed in all directions, like a large bowl clasping, enveloping the whole of Iceland below.

In the faint sound of Sanskrit, the thunderstorm finally struck!

The light mask shook violently, bursting out of brilliant golden light, which disappeared into nothing in the gray-black thunder and lightning that snaked and swam.

The Sanskrit chanting became louder and louder, and Liu Qinghuan felt a warmth in his heart, he knew that this was the Bitter Sea Zen Master helping him, and he couldn't help but perk up.

The sturdy light shield was about half of the thunder power before it shattered, turning into bits of golden light and scattering. Then, after the wooden shield several feet thick was consumed, it finally reached the top of Liu Qinghuan's head, which had been waiting for a long time.

However, as soon as the thunderbolt entered his body, he was shocked in his heart!

This last thunderstorm is very different from the previous one, and there is a law in it.