The anger outside the sky became more and more intense, and the entire Raccoon Star seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, after all, most people still have absolute awe of the vast universe. Although the various forces fought with the extraterrestrial monks every day, various victories and defeats were spread everywhere without reservation. Bulletin boards were specially made in front of the Treasure Halls in various places, reporting the results of various places every day, but the panic began to spread irrepressibly.

The projection war of the Outer Monks began to break out in a short period of time, from the initial temptation to the increasing number of people after that. By the time those projections formed battle formations appeared in the bases of the major theaters, the number of casualties in various places was also rising in a straight line. The monks of the Raccoon Star are different from those projections, they are injured, they are really injured, they are dead, they are really not able to come back to life. Watching those projections fall from beyond the sky, it seems that there will never end, and as time goes by, the morale of the monks everywhere is also beginning to decline.

This is an unfair battle, those projections are just projections after all, maybe they will have some effect on the body of the Outer Monks after being dispersed, but they will not die. Even if it takes a little longer to recover, they will still appear before long.

This may have been deliberately done by the forces outside the heavens to undermine the confidence and morale of the Cultivators. At the beginning, they did it, and the requests for help from various forces drifted to Yi Yunzong like snowflakes, just hoping that Yi Yunfei could find a solution.

Yi Yunzong's response was very timely, and an exercise spread all over the major forces in a short period of time, and countless soul clan cultivators were distributed all over the country under Yi Yunzong's instructions. After a short period of time, many of the monks had a few traces of cold black aura on their bodies. Although only a small number of people can cultivate the exercises that came out of Yi Yun Sect, and they have just started to cultivate, their mastery of the exercises is also extremely shallow, and there are not many masters of the soul clan, but the time interval between the reappearance of those scattered projections is indeed getting longer and longer.

The battle seemed to go on endlessly, and fighting those projections with endless thunder every day had become something that many monks were accustomed to. And Yi Yunfei, after a brief reunion with the monk of Yi Yunzong that day, disappeared again.

He entered the trial space again, and the forces outside the sky were becoming more and more rampant, and he could guess that the other party must have been doing his best to crack the [Heavens and Stars Great Array]. Time was running out, there was no time to hesitate any longer, he had to find a way to break the impasse.

Looking at the huge portal that radiated dazzling light, the expression on Yi Yunfei's face became resolute, he raised his hands flat, and with all his strength, he slammed down towards the gate again. The inscriptions on the portal flickered, and countless illusions rushed into his mind again.

It is still a myriad of perceptions, this time, the trial space gave him more subtle perceptions, a grass, a flower, growing and withering in the spring and autumn, evolving the reproduction of life. Countless enlightenments surged into his heart, Yi Yunfei felt that his breath was constantly changing, and countless fogs in his heart were rapidly dispersing. His realm has reached new heights again in just a few days.

His eyes shone brightly, and his raised hands slammed down again, and a loud bang resounded throughout the trial space. An ancient and dignified aura erupted from the open gate, and an incomparably dazzling white light came out from the open gate, enveloping Yi Yunfei, and the whole world was submerged in this white light, and no other colors could be seen.

Even when he reached the realm of Yi Yunfei, in the face of this dazzling light, his eyes were still stabbed. He gritted his teeth and opened his eyes wide, and through the dazzling white light, he could vaguely see the huge outlines behind the door.

His hands were still resting on the half-open door, and an aura he had never felt before was pouring into his body. This is not an aura, but it is more powerful than the power contained in the aura, and even a little overbearing.

His bones were making a clicking sound, his blood was roaring like a tsunami, his spirit was shaking constantly, every pore of his body was bursting with incomparably brilliant light, and his entire body was shrouded in colorful glow. You must know that he is now a cultivator above the Emperor Realm, whether it is the physical body or the divine soul, it has been extremely terrifying, but under the impetus of this breath, it is still getting stronger at an unprecedented speed.

"What kind of aura is this, how can it be so terrifying?" Many dragon clan monks, as well as the twelve court members, instantly felt the intense desire in their bodies after feeling this breath, and sat cross-legged without the slightest hesitation, ready to refine the trace of aura escaping from the gate. Soon, however, many people were spurting blood from their mouths and jumping up in shock.

This aura was too domineering, except for a few monks who had been promoted to the Emperor Realm who were fortunate enough to absorb a little. As soon as the others touched it, they felt a sharp pain like a knife cut all over their bodies, and a mouthful of backblood spurted out in an instant, and they didn't dare to try it again, so they could only stubbornly suppress the desire from the depths of their souls.

"Open it for me!" Feeling that his strength was increasing rapidly, Yi Yunfei let out a loud roar, and his hand was suddenly pushed out again, and the door was opened a few points again. The more and more violent aura poured into his body more frantically, and this time, even he was a little unbearable. It felt as if he had experienced a physical catastrophe again, and all the bones and flesh cells in his body were being reforged, and the pain that went straight into his soul made him can't help but let out a painful cold snort.

He wanted to retreat, to have a brief buffer and then reopen the door again, but his body seemed to be imprisoned by the portal, and he could no longer move. I could only freeze in place, and my mind was extremely clear and felt the pain that never stopped like a wave.

This process is actually not long, but it is too painful, which makes Yi Yunfei feel as if it has gone through a century. The unbearable pain slowly dissipated, and under the dazzling white light, he couldn't see his current condition at all, let alone get out. This stalemate aroused the fierceness in his heart, and he roared again, took a step forward, and pushed again with both hands.

The imaginary pain came as expected, and this time he calmed down a lot, gritted his teeth and let out a cold snort, and waited calmly. After a long time, he seemed to have finished some kind of transformation, the dazzling light at the door gradually dimmed, and there was an unbearable tingling itch on his body, as if some kind of wound was about to heal.

Enduring the discomfort of his body, Yi Yunfei gritted his teeth and took another step, and pushed his hands away suddenly. The white light finally dissipated, and the heavy door left his hands with an endless roar and opened on its own in either direction.

Before he could see the scene in front of him clearly, the Zongyun card on his waist emitted a dazzling light, and it hung up in the air strangely, turning into a bright light, and flew forward quickly. Following the direction in which Zongyun Pai flew, Yi Yunfei raised his eyes and saw the terrifying huge pavilion that almost killed him again.

His heart suddenly tightened, Yi Yunfei even had the urge to turn around and run, he had already seen the horror of this pavilion. At the time of the Emperor Realm Thunder Tribulation, this pavilion fell from the sky and almost the entire Youzhou was smashed into pieces. If it weren't for the opening of the gate of the trial space and the strange inhalation of it, I am afraid that the grass on his grave would be three feet tall now.

However, his mind was still extremely tenacious after all, and after a short hesitation, his eyes fell on the bright Zongyun card. At this moment, the Zongyun plaque was already a dazzling gold, changing shape in the air, and finally turned into a plaque, gently fitting to the eaves of the pavilion.

"Fengtian carrier!" The four golden characters seem to contain countless truths, and when this plaque is hung on the pavilion, the entire pavilion emits a leisurely spiritual light, which does not seem to be anything special, but it becomes vivid. It seems that a lifeless painting dragon on the wall has been put on its eyes at this moment and has become alive.

An inexplicable sense of closeness came from the attic, and the doubts in Yi Yunfei's heart did not dissipate, but that vigilance had dissipated at this moment. It seems that the towering pavilion in front of him has been waiting here for thousands of years, just waiting for his arrival. He could even sense the jubilant joy coming from the pavilion, as if a long-lost child had finally met his biological parents.

"Are you waiting for me?" Yi Yunfei was full of doubts, and subconsciously deepened his palm, as if he wanted to touch this pavilion. It was so far away that he couldn't have really touched it. But what was happening in front of him was beyond his comprehension, and the huge pavilion shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it became small and exquisite, and fell lightly on his hand.

And it wasn't until this pavilion fell into his hand that he could see the whole picture of this pavilion clearly, and what he was holding in his hand seemed to be a miniature version of the city. At the foreground was the nine-story building he had always thought was the whole picture, and then there was a boxy enclosure with countless neatly arranged houses, and a straight avenue stretched from the side of the building into the distance, and at the end of the avenue was a huge courtyard like a royal palace.

"What is this?an imperial city?or a magic weapon?treasure??" Yi Yunfei looked at the empty space after the pavilion disappeared, and looked down at the miniature city in his palm again, full of doubts. However, he was relieved at the moment, he had thought that after this gate was opened, there would be a thousand-year-old demon living inside, waiting to harvest his ripe wheat. Unexpectedly, not only did he get a terrifying improvement in cultivation when he opened the gate, but after the gate was opened, he didn't encounter the danger he imagined.

And with his whisper, the city in his palm bloomed again, and suddenly flashed, and it was instantly imprinted on his eyebrows. Before he could react, a sharp pain occurred in his mind.