Her body was crumbling under the impact of the weak water, but she still stubbornly moved forward, relying entirely on her strong body to resist the seemingly irresistible force.

As the weak water hit his body, countless tiny wounds began to appear on Liu Wuxin's body, and the blood stained the surrounding sea water.

Her countenance was distorted by the pain, but her eyes remained steadfast and unflinching.

Zhou Qiankun, Qing Yao, and the female demon all held their breath, they knew that Liu Wuxin was going through an unprecedented test.

Each blow of weak water was enough to tear an ordinary monk to shreds.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, Liu Wuxin struggled in the weak water, her flesh was already blurred, and her bones were faintly visible, and the situation was miserable.

At this moment, Zhou Qiankun finally understood how terrifying the three thousand tribulations of weak water were for a monk whose physical body was not strong enough!

Liu Wuxin is the body of the immortal vein, and he is still so miserable under the three thousand tribulations of weak water.

If it turns into any other person, even if it is a slightly weaker body among the sons of the Great Dao, I am afraid it will be a dead end.

However, just when everyone thought that she was going to die, a strange power suddenly appeared in Liu Wuxin's body.

It was her immortal vein body that played a role in the moment of life and death.

Powerful vitality erupted from her shattered body like a spring sprout.

The wounds healed at a visible rate, the shattered bones rejoined, and her body continued to reshape and heal.

Qing Yao wiped the sweat from her brows, breathed a sigh of relief, and reluctantly smiled: "As the foundation of the immortal dao power, the immortal vein can continuously give birth to immortal qi, and its recovery power is also extremely terrifying, Liu Wuxin has also inherited the characteristics of the immortal vein, and has an almost perverted self-healing ability. ”

Zhou Qiankun and the female demon were relieved.

Finally, when the last wave of weak water had passed, the sea surface returned to calm.

Liu Wuxin stood in the middle of the sea, although she was embarrassed, she successfully survived the catastrophe.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the sky, a tired but satisfied smile on her face.

Zhou Qiankun and the two goddesses were so excited that they could barely speak.

They witnessed a miracle, witnessed the terrifying resilience of Liu Wuxin's divine body, and even more witnessed her indomitable will.

Qing Yao took a deep breath, calmed down and said: "This is the real strong man, no matter how terrible the test is, she will not give up easily, Liu Wuxin, she used her actions to prove to us what true perseverance and courage are." ”

A flash of appreciation flashed in the female demon's eyes, and she watched Liu Wuxin slowly step out of the weak water area, and said in a deep voice: "She not only has a strong physical body, but also has unparalleled spiritual strength, such a monk is extremely rare even in the Spirit Desolation Universe. ”

Zhou Qiankun looked at Liu Wuxin, his face was full of relief.

Senior Sister Liu is no longer the little junior sister she was back then.

She has been able to take charge of the world on her own.

Above the sea of clouds, the aura of the Eight or Nine Immortal Tribulations became deeper and deeper, as if there was a greater horror accumulating.

Everyone fell silent, staring intently into the clouds.

Suddenly, Zhou Qiankun felt a familiar aura in the clouds.

This breath, powerful and ancient, was filled with endless killing intent and imperial power.

Zhou Qiankun's heart was shocked, he recognized that this was the breath of the Burial Spirit Emperor, the one who used to sit alone in one of the twelve universes of the Spirit Desolation Universe, fought hundreds of millions of Void Spirits alone with the power of a sword, and finally killed the three Void Spirit Emperors, and determined the supreme existence of Ding Qiankun.

"It's not good, this is the projection of the Burial Spirit Sword in the Emperor's Soldier Tribulation!"

Zhou Qiankun said with a solemn face, a flash of memory flashed in his eyes, it was the terrifying scene he had seen with his own eyes in the burial place.

The Burial Spirit Sword, the legendary peerless emperor soldier who can kill the gods, has countless souls under its sword, and even the gods can hardly escape its sharpness.

Qing Yao also felt the breath, and her face showed a bit of solemnity.

As Qingtian, she is naturally no stranger to the history of the Burial Emperor.

She spoke slowly, with a hint of awe in her voice: "The Burial Spirit Emperor is a legendary figure in the Burial Spirit Universe thousands of years ago, and his Burial Spirit Sword is said to be one of the sharpest weapons in heaven and earth. ”

The conversation between the two made everyone present feel an invisible pressure, as if the legendary imperial soldier was about to fall from the sky and cut them all under the sword.

But Liu Wuxin's eyes were firm, and she knew that this catastrophe was a challenge she had to face.

At this moment, the clouds in the sky rolled violently, and an extremely brilliant sword light pierced the sky, heading straight for Liu Wuxin.

This sword light contained infinite killing intent and imperial power, as if it was about to cut everything that dared to challenge it in half.

Liu Wuxin took a deep breath, she knew that at this moment, she couldn't have the slightest fear.

She used the immortal qi of her whole body, condensing her supreme supernatural power, the Ethereal Forgetfulness Palm.

This is her mastery of the Immortal, which combines his understanding of the Immortal Dao with all her emotions.

As soon as the palm comes out, it seems to be able to forget all the pain and troubles and reach a state of detachment.

The palm wind and the sword light met in the air, and there was a deafening roar.

The entire cloud peak trembled at this moment, as if it was about to be torn apart by this force.

However, in the end, in the shocked gaze of everyone, Liu Wuxin's ethereal palm actually resisted the projection of the Burial Spirit Sword and defeated it.

At this moment, everyone was silent.

They looked at Liu Wuxin, their eyes full of shock and awe.

Zhou Qiankun and Qing Yao looked at each other and smiled.

Qing Yao nodded approvingly: "The supreme supernatural power of the Absolute Half Immortal is really endless. ”

Zhou Qiankun breathed a sigh of relief, she had a half-immortal inheritance in her body, and her strength really lived up to her reputation.

The female demon glanced at Liu Wuxin deeply, and a trace of appreciation and expectation flashed in her eyes.

After a moment of silence, the crowd in the sea of clouds gradually recovered from the blow they had just hit.

However, they knew that the Eight or Nine Immortal Tribulation was far from over, and the next seventh Tribulation, the Heart Demon Tribulation, would be an even more dangerous test.

Qing Yao said with a solemn face: "The seventh tribulation is the Heart Demon Tribulation, and the Heart Demon Tribulation is the most bizarre and unpredictable tribulation, it is silent, directly hitting the deepest fears and desires in the monk's heart, making people fall into endless illusions, and it is difficult to extricate themselves. ”

The female demon also added: "Yes, the magic realm varies from person to person, everyone will face the shadow in the depths of their own heart, if they can't recognize and defeat the inner demon, they will be swallowed by it and sink forever. ”

After Zhou Qiankun heard the words of the two, he frowned, he knew the horror of the heart demon tribulation.

He had heard that many strong men had stumbled in this calamity and eventually died.