In the distance, the thunder continued.
The power of the second heavenly thunder was far more violent than the first.
But there was no fear in Meng Wan's eyes, instead, she was filled with an even stronger desire to fight.
She wants to use the power of this heavenly tribulation to strengthen her muscles and bones, cleanse her body, and take her strength to a higher level!
Not long after, the second bolt of lightning came crashing down again with the power to destroy the world.
The purple lightning shone on Meng Wan's face, illuminating her cold and arrogant expression of disdain even more clearly.
Meng Wan let out a light shout and soared into the sky against the thunder. Demonic energy boiled around her, making her look like a blood-soaked demon.
"boom!"
The thunder struck Meng Wan accurately, making a deafening sound.
The blazing lightning instantly engulfed her body, the air was filled with a suffocating smell of burning, and the charred wounds reappeared.
But this time, Meng Wan reacted even faster.
At the moment when the thunder raged, the flesh and blood regeneration technique was used to the extreme, quickly repairing her broken body.
By the time the lightning died down, her injuries had improved by 70% to 80%.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Next, thunderbolts fell one after another without a break, as if the heavens were angry and vowed to wipe out Meng Wan completely.
Each bolt of lightning was stronger and more violent than the previous one.
Meng Wan was covered in blood and wounds, but with the blessing of the sea of blood and the flesh and blood rebirth technique, she remained standing.
Every time she endured the baptism of thunder, her momentum became stronger.
An ordinary Jindan cultivator only needs to endure nine heavenly thunders to overcome the tribulation.
When a demon cultivator goes through tribulation, he has to endure three times as many tribulations, that is, twenty-seven.
But after Meng Wan suffered twenty-seven heavenly thunders, the calamity clouds in the sky did not dissipate, but became even thicker.
The destructive power contained therein is terrifying.
Her thunder tribulation seems to be not over yet!
The twenty-eighth, twenty-ninth, and thirtieth questions!
Thick bolts of lightning roared down as if there was no end in sight.
Purple lightning lit up the entire sky, and the thunder made the earth tremble slightly.
The thirty-eighth, thirty-nine, and fortieth questions!
The thunder was falling faster and faster, and before Meng Wan could heal her injuries, she suffered new ones.
Meng Wan stood in the lightning, like a charred corpse standing still.
Only the occasional blood stain on the "charred corpse" proved that she was still alive.
The Nascent Soul cultivator in the distance couldn't help but be secretly shocked when he saw this scene.
No wonder the progress of the magic cultivators is so rapid, but there are not many high-level cultivators.
With so many heavenly thunders striking down, even he had to be careful to deal with them, let alone a mere Jindan cultivator.
It looks like Meng Wan is not going to survive.
...Forty-third, forty-three, forty-five!
It was not until the forty-fifth heavenly thunder struck that the continuous lightning finally dissipated.
Meng Wan's body trembled and she almost fell down several times.
But in the end, she managed to stand firm.
This time, it took her a whole incense stick of time and consumed nearly 30% of the accumulated blood in the sea to repair her injuries.
As flesh and blood grew again, Meng Wan's skin, which had been charred by lightning, began to slowly fall off.
It revealed a brand new demonic body that emitted a faint purple light, was tempered by the heavenly thunder and became extremely ferocious, and was full of explosive power.
Meng Wan slowly opened her eyes, and a flash of purple lightning flashed in her deep pupils.
She slowly raised her palm, feeling the vigorous and powerful power in her body, and a satisfied arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Under the baptism of thunder, her demonic body became extremely strong, even giving Meng Wan the illusion that she could kill a roc and a real dragon with her bare hands.
"How is this possible?"
In the distance, the Nascent Soul Patriarch of the Jinyun Sect, who had been paying close attention to the thunder tribulation, finally couldn't contain his shock and spoke out in a lost voice.
When the last few bolts of lightning fell, he could clearly see that Meng Wan was at the end of her strength.
Even though her body was filled with blood, her soul was on the verge of destruction.
Once her soul is gone, no matter how much blood and essence she has in her sea of blood, it will be of no use.
But Meng Wan managed to survive those thunders. What on earth was going on?
But when the Yuanying master was full of doubts, Meng Wan in the distance was suddenly enveloped by a mysterious force, and her eyes were filled with confusion.
The Nascent Soul master recognized the origin of this heavenly tribulation and couldn't help but curl his lips and sneer.
"It's an illusionary calamity. Haha, this illusionary calamity, created by the power of Heaven, has almost no weaknesses. This woman has committed so many evil things, and letting her die in this illusionary calamity is simply too easy for her!"
Meng Wan opened her eyes and found herself standing in her own yard, surrounded by familiar faces.
They either burst into laughter or pointed and talked, their words full of sarcasm and malice.
She remembered that she had been the center of attention in the magic class, which had caused dissatisfaction among others.
Just then, a half-grown boy came forward, viciously knocked the magic book out of Meng Wan's hand, and laughed at her unscrupulously.
"With a useless piece of shit like you with only one spiritual root, you still want to practice magic? How ridiculous!"
The others also rushed forward and joined in mocking and bullying Meng Wan.
Someone suddenly pushed Meng Wan hard.
Meng Wan stumbled and fell to the ground, hitting her knees. She frowned in pain.
"Look at you, you can't even stand steadily, and you're still practicing, hahaha!"
A girl with a gentle appearance also came over, condensed a tiny ice needle in her hand, and stabbed it towards Meng Wan's eyes.
But she smiled and said, "You are capable, don't you? Give me some advice."
Anger burned in Meng Wan's eyes. She gritted her teeth and condensed a small flame, melting the ice needle just as it was about to pierce her.
This action angered the boys and girls around him.
"You still dare to resist? You're really tough."
"Then break her bones and make her lie on the ground and bark like a dog!"
"stop!"
But just as everyone was about to take action, Meng Junxing hurried over and said angrily.
"Meng Wan is my sister. If you want to beat her up, you have to get past me first!"
Meng Wan stared blankly at Meng Junxing not far away, feeling complicated.
Those who bullied Meng Wan refused to stand for it. They did not give Meng Junxing any face at all. Several half-grown teenagers pushed him away and continued to beat Meng Wan, relying on their high level of cultivation.
Meng Wan tried her best to resist, but it was of no avail. One person could not resist so many people.
Her body was dragged around on the ground like a rag bag.
Meng Junxing roared, rushed into the crowd, opened his arms, and protected Meng Wan tightly.
"I told you not to hit my sister!"
"Meng Junxing, you're asking for trouble! Do you really think we dare not touch you?"
Those young men sneered and did not take Meng Junxing seriously at all.
"I'll fight you!"
Meng Junxing became ruthless and pounced on the group of people like a wolf cub, biting them desperately.
Muffled groans and angry roars intertwined together, and the scene was in chaos.
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