A bolt of original thunder entered the thunder whip from Wan Lei's body.
Liu Naiweng was covered in blood, and even the fire of blood had become much smaller. The flames and thunder on Wan Lei's body did not weaken at all, but became more and more intense as he realized.
"This is the second whip, the Thunder of Cultivation!"
Wan Lei's second whip was drawn out loudly. This whip seemed to be able to automatically lock on and track the enemy. No matter how Liu Naiwen tried to dodge, it could always hit him accurately.
Liu Naiwen was blasted away again, this time a big crater was created on the ground.
After a moment, Liu Naiwen stood up with difficulty. He knew that he was already extremely weak. In this state, he could not defeat the combined efforts of Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu.
The plan for now is to defend and resist forcefully. As long as I can survive the Immortal Tribulation completely, by then, I will be very calm whether fighting or escaping.
Having made up his mind, Liu Naiweng no longer sought death by attacking Wan Lei. Instead, he took out his own defensive magic weapon to resist Wan Lei's attack, but Wan Lei never gave him a chance.
"The third whip, Gengjin Divine Thunder!"
The white thunder whip suddenly struck Liu Naiwen's body, shattering his defensive magic weapon and sending him flying away.
Liu Naiweng struggled to get up with blood in his mouth. The third wave of lightsabers, a total of four, arrived.
Three people, each with four lightsabers.
After resisting the third wave of lightsaber attacks, Liu Naiwen immediately began to prepare for defense.
"This is the fourth whip, Yimu Divine Thunder!"
Snapped!!!
After a loud crack of the whip, Liu Naiweng was whipped out like a dead dog.
He fell heavily to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
The fourth wave of soul calamity, eight lightsabers are coming!
Liu Naiwen almost passed out. Whether it was his physical injuries or the degree of damage to his soul, he was already seriously injured. Logically speaking, he should have been in a coma or even died.
But he didn't. He is an immortal and he is very strong. This means that he has to suffer more punishment, and it also means that he still has the possibility of making a comeback.
Fang Xiaoyu didn't stop for a second, and kept attacking Liu Naiweng's sea of consciousness with his spiritual consciousness and supernatural powers.
Killing an immortal is far more than just killing the physical body. Gouzi said that after the immortal body dies, the soul can still survive in the universe outside the ghost world. The immortal soul is different from the human soul.
Therefore, while they kill the enemy's body, they also need to destroy the enemy's soul.
"This is the fifth whip, Kuishui Divine Thunder!"
boom!!
The long and flexible whip like water struck Liu Naiweng's body and smashed him into the ground again.
Liu Naiwen didn't know if he was pretending to be dead or if he was really dead, but Wan Lei would not let up in the slightest. He would not stop until Liu Naiweng's body was destroyed and his soul was destroyed.
Facing such an enemy, we must not take anything lightly!
In the fifth wave of divine soul calamity, sixteen lightsabers attacked Liu Naiweng, and sixteen lightsabers also attacked the two of them.
The severe pain from their souls made both Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu break into cold sweats, but fortunately they figured out the rules.
For general heavenly tribulations, including the thunder tribulations of immortal tribulations, the first wave has one tribulation, the second wave has nine tribulations, the third wave has eighteen tribulations, and so on, until the ninth wave has seventy-two tribulations.
Got it.
But the Divine Soul Tribulation is different. The first one is a lightsaber, the second one is two lightsabers, and then it is a multiple of two and goes up. If it reaches the ninth wave, I am afraid there will be 256 lightsabers.
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"The sixth whip, Binghuo Divine Thunder!"
The flaming whip was drawn out suddenly, burning most of Liu Naiwen's body, and his whole body was charred as black as black coal.
The sixth wave of lightsabers arrived, and as expected, there were thirty-two lightsabers, just as Wan Lei had calculated.
"The seventh whip, Xutu Divine Thunder!"
Wan Lei drew the seventh whip, and then the seventh wave of lightsabers arrived.
"The eighth whip, the thunder of heaven!"
The whip that contained the aura of heaven was drawn out, and Liu Naiwen's legs were directly severed.
The eighth wave of lightsabers arrived. This time, even Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but cry out in pain, while Liu Naiweng, although he couldn't feel the pain, knew that his soul was extremely weak.
When Wan Lei was about to take out the ninth whip, he suddenly thought and replaced the ninth whip with the Abyss Dark Thunder.
Unsurprisingly, even this ninth whip failed to kill Liu Naiweng.
But what made Wan Lei different was that this ninth whip not only did not kill Liu Naiweng, but actually made him stand up.
Liu Naiweng's legs had been severed. He relied on the blood in his body to support himself and fly up.
At this time, Liu Naiweng was extremely miserable. Not only his legs were broken, but also the clothes on his body were gone. His body was turned into dark coke, and blood dripped out from the cracks in the coke.
If Wan Lei hadn't taken his eyes off Liu Naiwen for a moment, he really wouldn't have recognized him.
"Hahaha, little thief, you have finished the nine whips. I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover in a short time. This time, let's see what magical powers you still have, which can block my blood-dropping sword!"
Liu Naiweng's voice was hoarse, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart. He kept pretending to be dead and had no power to fight back, just to trick Wan Lei out of his magical power so that he could unleash his final big move.
The blood dripping from Liu Naiweng's body gradually turned into a blood sword in his hand. The blood sword was full of resentment, full of decay and dilapidation, and was extremely weird.
"Hahahaha, little thief, I am the one who wins in the end, hahahaha..."
Liu Naiwen smiled and smiled, but suddenly stopped smiling, because he saw that Wan Lei on the opposite side also had a mocking smile on his lips, and on the whip in his hand, there was a thunder with a more vast and majestic aura.
"What is that, pretending to be a ghost!"
Liu Naiwen snorted coldly, and the blood sword in his hand mobilized all the blood energy in the world, and slashed at Wan Lei with a powerful force that opened up the world.
"Gouzi, it's up to you."
Wan Lei waved the long whip in his hand, and the thunder of origin on it lit up the light, streaked across the sky, split and dissipated all the blood energy in the world, and landed on the drop of blood sword.
The filthy blood of the bloody sword was vulnerable to the mighty thunder of origin, and it was shattered in an instant. Then, the whip struck Liu Naiwen's body without any hindrance.
The power of the origin of all things, the origin of the universe, and the most rigid and righteous breath of the Thunder of Origin can destroy all evil spirits and destroy all evil ways.
Liu Naiweng's blood immortal body, which contains the blood and resentment of countless living beings, is faced with the origin of thunder, which represents justice and order...
Blast to pieces!
Liu Naiweng's body was directly turned into powder under this whip, and there was no possibility of resurrection.