Now that the thunder tribulation has passed, there is no need for the Yuan Gui Sect to stop it, and the disciples of Yi Yun Sect also know that they can't disturb Yi Yunfei now, but they just look at Yi Yunfei in the glow with pride and envy.

Those colorful glows, without the slightest waste, were all poured into Yi Yunfei's body like a river flowing into the sea. The flesh, bones, and meridians are all recovering rapidly, and the Zongyun card on the waist is emitting a huge light, echoing with the colorful glow, constantly improving Yi Yunfei's cultivation.

Twenty-seven thunder tribulations, like stone grinding, almost ground Yi Yunfei into powder, just now there was no intact place on his body, even the bones were broken inch by inch, and the meridians were broken everywhere. The divine thoughts in the sea of consciousness became weaker and weaker under this terrifying thunder and lightning bombardment.

And at this moment, after these rays of light fell, everything seemed to be recasting, and the bones that were already like jade were more solid, flashing with more dazzling light. The blood in the veins gradually changed from a trickle to a large river of the Yangtze River, and there was a roar between the rushing streams. Every beating of the heart is like a thunderous drum, tough and powerful.

Yi Yunfei's appearance was already very handsome, and after his skin was fully recovered at this moment, he was even more faint in his clothes, and many female disciples saw his appearance at the moment, blushing and lowering their heads, but they still couldn't help but secretly look at his majestic body.

Cultivation is to break through the shackles and make all aspects of the body's functions more powerful, Yi Yunfei feels that his body is incomparably perfect at the moment, every inch of skin, every bone, and every meridian is extremely perfect, and he is not allowed to change a single bit.

There seemed to be a tornado hanging in the divine thoughts, and the huge sea of divine thoughts was spinning rapidly, and the whistling sound of the waves could be faintly heard. Under the gathering of countless energies in the colorful glow, the divine thought has already recovered, and it is increasing rapidly at the moment, and the millet grain in the center of the divine thought seems to be cheering, and the speed of rotation has become a phantom, increasing rapidly.

Bathed in this glow, Yi Yunfei seemed to feel the pulsation of the earth, felt the breath of the wind, and felt the swaying and cheering of the surrounding flowers and trees. He seems to be closer to this world, and the aura around him is constantly gathering, like a naughty child, laughing, jumping, sprinkling, arching in his arms.

In the past, cultivation required constant operation of the exercises, using the effect of the exercises, and absorbing the surrounding aura, but now, when those auras meet him, it is as if they are a wanderer returning home, full of attachment to him, and as soon as his mind moves, there will be countless auras gathered.

This colorful glow is indeed a very big benefit to Yi Yunfei. But his gaze was still straight at the huge white clouds in the sky. His face was incomparably calm, not as happy as he imagined, and his eyes flashed with a cold cold light.

The glow was slowly retracting towards the white clouds, and according to the practice of other monks in the past, it was natural to be grateful to Dade and realize it with his heart. But standing under this cloud at this moment is Yi Yunfei, Yi Yunfei who has revenge.

"I've been slashed by this thunderstorm twenty-seven times over and over again, and I've escaped death countless times, even if it's the sky? Give me a carrot after a beating, do you think I'm so easy to fool?" Yi Yunfei's body flew up in the air, and he took out a long shirt from the ring and put it on his body, he actually followed the glow and flew towards the depths of the white clouds.

"Stinky boy, what are you going to do?" Yuan Guizong's smile froze on his face, and after a loud shout, he couldn't care too much anymore, flew up, and pounced towards Yi Yunfei.

"Sect Master, this is going against the sky!" the dead fat man sat on the ground, burped hard, and said loudly!

The speed of Yuan Guizong's reaction was already very fast, but it was still too late, Yi Yunfei not only followed the glow and flew towards the sky, but also did not forget to hold his pitch-black Daguan knife in his hand.

"your God, your thunder tribulation......" The cloud seemed to feel Yi Yunfei's malice, but it didn't have any intention of dodging, but instead exuded a terrifying coercion, as if a god looked at the ants on the ground, and a burst of indifferent aura made Yi Yunfei completely rampage, passing through the underground space, what he couldn't see now was this breath.

Flying slowly, he gradually mastered some of the skills of volleying, and suddenly his speed changed, and he rushed towards the clouds. He was also bold, and when he flew in the air for the first time, he actually used [Extreme Speed] while flying.

It can be regarded as a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, he is lucky, [extreme speed] is really useful when flying in the air, and his body suddenly accelerated, and he came to the front of the white cloud in the blink of an eye. The white cloud seemed to really have a mind, and actually shook slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

Yi Yunfei raised his eyebrows, fully confirming that this so-called thunder tribulation was a conscious existence. And the anger in his chest was even more violent, and the Daguan knife in his hand slashed straight down, this is the knife technique he learned in the underground space, after a knife was slashed, with a powerful knife intent.

The sword intent is a mysterious and mysterious thing, he can't seem to change any of the surrounding environment, but it makes the person facing the knife intent feel everything around him, and it seems that with a knife split, it is changed in an instant.

I don't know under what circumstances the master who used this knife tens of thousands of years ago used that knife, and the sword intent revealed incomparable determination and anger. And Yi Yunfei is incomparably compatible with this sword, both in terms of personality and from the path of the [Ten Thousand Breaking Attack Technique] that he cultivated.

Therefore, he learned this knife by incomparably coincidentally, and at this moment, he also fully exerted the power of this knife. The sharp sword light came out of his body, as if a golden-armored god man rushed into the midst of ten thousand armies, defying everything, moving forward, swearing not to return, wherever he went, no one dared to stop him, the gods and ghosts moved away, and even the earth and the sky were cut apart by this fierce momentum.

The sword light burst into the sea of clouds without any pause, and the sea of clouds retracted violently like a marshmallow and trembled, as if it was suppressing full of anger. But the more the sea of clouds retreated, the more fierce the sword light became, and the momentum continued to gather, and the snowy light made the sky lose color.

It was as if a match had been lit in the night, and it was as if a curtain had been cut through the night, revealing a dazzling light, and the only thing that could be seen in the entire sky was the knife in everyone's eyes.

This is Yi Yunfei's most powerful sword since his cultivation, with his strong cultivation, with his hatred for the Thunder Tribulation, and his anger like a volcano. The cloud seemed to be very tough, and it didn't cut through butter as smoothly as a hot knife, but it still cut into the depths of the cloud.

"Ding!" A light sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in the depths of the clouds, this inexplicable sound alarmed everyone, even Yuan Guizong, who was rushing at full speed, stopped his figure in an instant, and looked at the cloud with a puzzled face, all of this was completely beyond his comprehension.

Yuan Guizong has cultivated so far, and he has experienced several thunder tribulations, and each time he has endured it in a decent manner, where did he ever think about the madness like Yi Yunfei, so how did he know how this soft sound appeared.

Soon, something that made him even more amazed spoke out, the cloud kept wriggling, and in a moment of fire, a man in white armor held a Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, and his figure appeared from the clouds. The man was covered in white armor and white armor, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand was also snow-white, and his face seemed to be shrouded in a cloud of mist.

"Bold fanatics, dare to ......" is a man's voice, the voice is incomparably grand, as if countless people are singing in Sanskrit, vibrating the eardrums, making people awe-inspired.

It's a pity that he met Yi Yunfei, who didn't know what awe was in his heart, and didn't give him a chance to say the whole sentence at all.

"Lao Tzu knew that someone was making trouble, and if he dared to take the lead, let me die!" Yi Yunfei was not surprised, and slashed at the man with anger on his face.