Eighty-one Heavenly Lightning Bolts Couldn't Kill Him, Six Rings and Three Reds Drove Sea God Island Mad
When the thirty-sixth bolt of Thunder struck, Lin Qingmo's body was still struggling to withstand it.
Starting with the thirty-seventh crack, fine cracks appeared on his exposed skin, and blood seeped from the cracks.
After the fifty-fourth strike, the robe was completely torn to shreds.
Lin Qingmo's bare upper body was exposed to everyone's view.
Every inch of his skin was ripped open by Thunder, blood and charred flesh intertwined.
Ning Rongrong gripped Zhu Zhuqing's arm tightly, her nails almost digging into her flesh.
There is a kind of pain that hurts just to look at.
Zhu Zhuqing also looked serious.
Dugu Yan turned her face away, not daring to look again.
Ye Lingling and Bai Chenxiang also looked very pale.
There was no way around it; Lin Qingmo's current appearance was simply too frightening.
The Seven Sacred Pillar Douluo looked at each other, their faces filled with disbelief.
The subsequent Thunder grew increasingly fierce, their power reaching a level that made even these Titled Douluo tremble with fear.
However, after each bolt of Thunder struck, the Life Force within Lin Qingmo's body would automatically circulate.
The charred skin repaired at a visible speed, and the cracked wounds healed again in a matter of breaths.
The next bolt of Thunder struck, destroying once more, only to repair again.
Destruction, rebirth.
Destruction, rebirth.
It just keeps looping endlessly.
"..."
Bo Saixi finally understood why this boy was able to reach Level 90 under double the Sea God's Light.
His body itself is a Asura has experienced Destruction and rebirth countless times.
Life and Destruction alternated constantly within his body.
Each cycle pushed his body and soul to ever greater limits.
No wonder... no wonder God gods chose him.
This kind of perseverance is born to bear even greater power.
One hour later.
The eighty-first, and final, bolt of purple Thunder condensed from the depths of the clouds.
It was so thick it defied description.
The entire Sea Region was illuminated as bright as day, and huge waves several meters high surged on the surface.
Everyone's heart was in their throat.
"Boom!!!"
The heavens and earth trembled.
The lightning engulfed everything.
"Zzzzz... Bilipop!"
The lightning raged for a full ten breaths.
When the purple light finally faded.
Lin Qingmo remained seated cross-legged in the same spot.
His charred skin and flesh recovered at a visible speed under the nourishment of the Life Force.
Instead, she had brand-new skin that radiated a faint golden glow.
He is alive.
Not only alive, but also...
Buzz!
Spirit Ring emerged from beneath Lin Qingmo.
First came the five paths.
Purple, purple, black, black, red.
The already astonishing configuration was further complicated by the changing colors of the Spirit Ring.
The color of all the Spirit Ring is deepening, except for the fourth black Spirit Ring.
At a certain critical point, it suddenly shattered, and the black background turned into a shocking blood red!
Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!
"The black Spirit Ring... has evolved into a hundred thousand year old?!"
Seahorse Douluo was so stunned that his voice trembled.
Sea Dragon Douluo suddenly stepped forward, his pupils dilating to their maximum, staring intently at Lin Qingmo.
The women were equally stunned.
Can Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring be upgraded?
What kind of unheard-of operation is this?
Before the shock could even subside...
Lin Qingmo's sixth Spirit Ring condensed from the void.
The seven-colored divine radiance slowly faded.
The God-Given Spirit Ring was firmly embedded in the outer position of the fifth ring, its color gradually settling and solidifying.
The final image is blood red!
Another 100,000 years!
Purple, purple, black, red, red, red!
This is Lin Qingmo's sixth-ring soul ring, consisting of three Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!
The entire Sea God Island fell into a deathly silence.
"Hiss!!!"
Seahorse Douluo's knees buckled again.
Even Bo Saixi's perpetually calm face began to falter.
The Seven Sacred Pillar Douluo were all petrified.
Three Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring.
This configuration is probably unparalleled in the entire history of the Douluo Continent.
And this is only a Six-Ring Soul Emperor.
If he were allowed to continue growing... no one dared to think about what would happen next.
Xiao Wu covered her mouth, tears and a smile appearing on her face at the same time.
"A-Qing... thankfully, you're alright..."
Liu Erlong's eyes were red-rimmed, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.
She wanted to yell at him for being reckless, but then felt that any words would be superfluous at this moment.
Zhu Zhuqing watched the figure surrounded by six rings with a strange light in her eyes.
"Seriously, that was terrifying. I thought A-Qing was going to be struck by lightning."
Ning Rongrong wiped away her tears forcefully and sniffed.
At the very back of the crowd.
A slow, gentle curve appeared at the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth beneath her mask.
That was out of pride for Lin Qingmo.
Lin Qingmo opened her eyes.
His Soul Power was rising wildly, reaching level sixty-eight.
He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling the surging power coursing through every meridian in his body, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
Before I could even stand up.
"A-Qing!"
A warm, soft body suddenly crashed into his arms.
Xiao Wu buried her face in his chest and cried her heart out.
She clung tightly to him, her arms wrapped around him tightly, as if letting go would cause him to disappear.
Lin Qingmo's bare chest still retained the lingering warmth from the Thunder Tribulation tribulation.
The sensation of Xiao Wu's soft body pressing against him was exceptionally clear.
"You were just struck by lightning, that was terrifying... Waaah..."
"Haha, I'm fine, aren't I?" Lin Qingmo laughed carelessly.
Smack
A solid slap landed on his back.
It was Liu Erlong who did it.
"What on earth just happened?!"
Her voice trembled noticeably and had a nasal tone; her phoenix eyes were so red they seemed about to overflow.
Although he was clearly concerned, his tone was full of lingering fear.
"Teacher Er Long, please don't get agitated, I'm fine..."
"What do you mean by 'what's wrong'? You call being struck by lightning eighty-one times 'what's wrong'?!"
"Well..."
Liu Erlong was so angry that she wanted to slap him again, but she withdrew her hand halfway through the air.
I'm afraid I'll really hurt him.
Ning Rongrong squeezed in and tugged at Ye Lingling's sleeve, chattering away.
"Ye Lingling Ye Lingling, you need to check him quickly! See if he has any internal injuries! What if he looks fine on the surface but is actually ruptured inside?!"
Ye Lingling stepped forward expressionlessly and reached out to take Lin Qingmo's pulse.
The moment my fingertips touched his skin, I paused slightly.
Lin Qingmo gave a wry smile, "It can't be that bad, can't I know my own body perfectly well?"
Dugu Yan said seriously, "It's better to be cautious."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, a rare occurrence, and said, "To prevent hidden injuries."
Seeing this, Lin Qingmo did not resist and let Ye Lingling examine him.
He was surrounded by a group of excited beauties, one in his arms, one patting his back, and one reaching out to touch his wrist, while several pairs of red eyes stared at him from a distance.
The tribulation is truly painful.
But being surrounded by such a group of beautiful women... well, it's really awesome.
A little further away, Hu Liena stood under a coconut tree, not approaching, her expression extremely complicated.
She had always felt that she was not much worse than Lin Qingmo.
At least in terms of talent, Hu Liena is a genius among geniuses.
But today...
Eighty-one bolts of purple Thunder.
Each dish was enough to make her heart flutter.
This guy actually managed to pull through.
She knew she couldn't do it.
Now, I've silently and completely erased that bit of resentment from my heart.
Hu Liena was completely convinced.