Chapter 1242 Mahayana Thunder Tribulation (3)

The vortex in the void showed no sign of dissipating. Instead, it grew larger and larger. The starlight formed countless gorgeous light strips, rotating around the black hole in the center, and gradually approaching the Lei Yuan Realm.

The monks who were watching all fled away, but more people came from all over the Lei Yuan Realm after receiving the news or sensing the big commotion here.

The discussion behind him became more and more noisy, and emotions of both excitement and fear spread everywhere. However, Xijun's heart was extremely complicated, and it was almost difficult to believe what was happening in front of him.

"Yun Qing... I seem to have never heard of this name. When did there be such a powerful junior in the Three Thousand Realms? I need to check it out..."

Without allowing him to think about it, the rapidly rotating vortex suddenly stopped, as if time had stopped at this moment, and thousands of bright stars were suspended quietly.

Soon enough, a strange light suddenly burst out, leaving only white light in front of everyone's eyes. Their eyes were so bright that they could not open their eyes, and then there was a loud click!

The entire Lei Yuan Realm jumped with a loud noise, and the monks who were still having a heated discussion immediately fell into silence. Many people were so frightened that they could not stand still due to the silent power of heaven. At this time, a curtain of light descended from the sky and expanded rapidly, protecting the people and the continent within it.

Xi Jun retracted his hand, his expression became much calmer, and he felt a sense of certainty that he had expected.

"Knew it……"

At this time, Liu Qinghuan, who was in the center of the thunder tribulation, had a moment of confusion on his face. He never expected that his Mahayana thunder tribulation would have so many thunder tribulations, more than twelve!

When the pain subsided a little, he silently wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The warm and pure Qi of Qingmu flowed through his body. The surging Qi and blood gradually calmed down. The injuries in his internal organs were also healing quickly. He was blasted by the power of thunder. The scattered golden light once again dyed the skin into a brilliant color.

The power of the thunder tribulation will double every three times. If the twelfth thunder tribulation is the main course, then the thirteenth one is equivalent to directly overturning the table, and then he becomes the dish on the table.

It’s not that Liu Qinghuan doesn’t know the meaning of the more difficult the Mahayana thunder tribulation and the greater the number of thunder tribulations, but now he has an urge to scold his mother: Are you playing with such a big thing? Do you mean that you won’t stop until you kill him?

Seeing the vortex above his head light up again, he took out the ten thousand wooden bottle and threw it away, roaring to the sky: "Come again!"

"Crack! Boom!"

The fourteenth tribulation thunder came, and the lightning exploded. His internal organs were shaking like a river, and his blood was boiling. The searing pain tore at his soul, making him almost go crazy.

Liu Qinghuan straightened his back and pointed to the sky: "Come again!!"

"Crack! Boom!"

In the distance, even though they were within the protective light shield of the Mahayana monks, many monks still had pale faces, looking at the terrifying starlight vortex in the void with fear.

"It's the fifteenth. This is the fifteenth thunder..."

A fused monk completely forgot about his awe for the Mahayana monks, unconsciously leaned towards Xijun, and asked tremblingly: "City Lord, which of our predecessors in the Three Thousand Worlds have experienced fifteen thunder tribulations and become Mahayana? "

Xi Jun seemed to be a little distracted and had no time to pay attention to the other party's impoliteness. After a while, he said: "Not many, in the current world, Tai Chi in the Wuji Sea and Dragon Emperor in the Ascending Dragon Realm are all fifteen when they experience the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation. By the way. , it is said that the old man Tianxun of Pengxuan Cave was the same, but no one could see him during his tribulation, so I don’t know whether it is true or not. Other than that... there is nothing..."

The three people he mentioned are all well-known figures in the world of immortality today. Taiji ranks among the three great masters of Qingming, Dragon Emperor is one of the two emperors of Longyang, and Old Man Tianxun is said to be able to calculate heavenly secrets and fortunes. Divination of the underworld, a person who understands Yin and Yang.

The fused monk showed admiration: "So, the senior who is going through the tribulation will become the same figure as Qingming Sanji Zun in the future?"

Xi Jun's mind was in confusion, but his expression gradually became shocked, and there seemed to be a hint of panic. He murmured: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid... something is wrong. Why hasn't the vortex collapsed yet?"

Several fused monks were stunned at first, but soon understood, and stiffly turned their heads to look into the void...

Liu Qinghuan looked at the still rotating whirlpool and smiled!

Tiandao thinks highly of him too much, is he going to continue?

His whole body is in unbearable pain now. Even if he is an immortal body, even if he has the unparalleled recovery ability of the Green Wood Body, after experiencing fifteen tribulation thunders, no matter how powerful his recovery ability is, it cannot keep up with such continuous destruction.

The robes on his body were in tatters, blood rushed out from the cracked wounds, the meridians were damaged everywhere under the torn force of thunder, most of the spiritual power was consumed, and the ten thousand wooden bottles were bottomed out...

Mahayana, the pinnacle of human cultivation, that supreme position is indeed not easy to reach! No wonder there are so few Mahayana monks in the world. From Qingming to Jiuyou, there are more than tens of thousands of interfaces, large, medium and small, in the vast universe, but there are thousands of Mahayana monks?

Most Mahayana monks have at most nine tribulation thunders when they advance to the next level, and there are very few who have twelve tribulations, let alone fifteen. But now, it is obvious that he is going to experience eighteen thunderstorms.

Eighteen ways! There are actually eighteen ways!

Liu Qinghuan didn't know whether to feel happy or to cry. Throughout the millions of years of history of the world of immortality, there were only a few Mahayana practitioners who experienced eighteen tribulations, and almost every one of them later became a person whose name is passed down through the ages, or Whether it was establishing a sect, or reaching the ultimate level, one of them even managed to rule the entire world of immortality, creating achievements that shocked the past and the present.

Liu Qinghuan, on the other hand, has been practicing hard for many years, behaves in a low-key manner, does not admire power, does not like luxury, and has no interest in building a utilitarian career. He has never thought that he will become a big shot that will shock the past and the present.

However, the matter has come to this, and there is no room for him to shrink back or hesitate. No matter what the future holds, these eighteen heavenly tribulations are the current difficulty and the difficulty that must be overcome!

Looking up at the sky, this starry sky has Ji in the south, bucket in the north, Qiming in the east, and Changgeng in the west. It is so vast and vast that people in it are like a speck of dust, and so Small and humble.

The humble man Xiu Liu Qinghuan, at this moment, the overwhelming pride of others rose in his heart. He raised his head, and the strong golden light overwhelmed his figure, his eyes shone like stars, and the corners of his mouth were filled with smiles. Indomitable fighting spirit!

The edge of the spreading starlight vortex can no longer be seen, and the rumbling thunder seems to be coming from the depths of the black hole, as if it is far away in the sky, but also close to the ears, and there is no movement for a long time.

Just when everyone was waiting in a hurry, with a flash of white light, the sixteenth calamity thunder that had been brewing for a long time finally fell!