The seventh thunder tribulation was more powerful than the previous six realms. Yi Yunfei was dizzy from the bombardment, and it took a lot of effort to relieve his breath. He felt as if the bones in his body were about to break, and the sharp pain made him feel the urge to die.

This thunder tribulation is like a grinding plate, grinding him finely, then slowly recovering, and then grinding again, this is a kind of torture, enough to break the most tenacious will! The function of the Zong Yun card has been somewhat unable to keep up, he has no way to recover in a short time, and it seems that he has reached a desperate situation.

It's just that he had a smile on his face, because he found that as long as he recovered from being injured by lightning bombardment, he didn't have any injuries after being struck by lightning at this moment. The eighth thunder tribulation gathered, and the entire sky was the roar of the clouds roaring and circling, and the power was pressed down like a huge mountain, and the onlookers who had no time to retreat, and those who were slightly worse in cultivation were directly pressed by this coercion and knelt on the ground, and were intimidated by the power of this heaven and earth, trembling.

"It's the eighth time, Yi Yunfei is going to die this time, right?" Countless people were exclaiming, and those who were inclined to Yi Yunfei were a little sad and regretful. And the people who hate Yi Yunfei deeply have crazy pleasure.

"Eight Rank Divine Soul, what did this Yi Yunfei do that is angry and resentful?" Someone smiled bitterly, he had already been frightened by the power of this heaven and earth, and his legs were weak, and he was full of sympathy for Yi Yunfei.

This time, Yi Yunfei still did not resist, and let the thunder and lightning fall on his body like a torrential rain, grinning his teeth. As he expected, this time, his bones were no longer broken, as if they were about to be ground into powder, and there was no intact skin on his body, and blood was oozing everywhere, like a bloody man.

In the sea of knowledge, the spirit sits cross-legged, his eyes are clear, and he understands carefully. He could no longer estimate the physical injuries, and could only maintain the clarity of his mind. He understood that the benefits of this thunderstorm were definitely not as simple as they seemed, and he even regretted that he shouldn't have weakened the power of those thunderbolts in the first place.

This time, Zongyun Pai's repair ability can't keep up at all, just repair the small half of the injury, the ninth thunder tribulation will light up the entire sky, count it carefully, in fact, there are only nine thunderbolts, but these nine thunderbolts in the sky like a dragon swimming, spreading for thousands of miles, as if covering the entire sky, making people's scalp tingle for a while.

"Yi Yunfei, you are dead!" The children of the Qin family cheered loudly when they saw the ninth thunder tribulation appear.

"Dead, haha, you're finally going to die!" Wu Chengqi laughed until tears flowed out, clenched his fists, and didn't notice that his nails pierced the flesh and blood in his palms.

"We can go back!" The temporary mountain gate of the Thousand Stars Sect, all the disciples who heard the news were cheering, they were a sixth-level sect, and they had been nesting in this poor and remote place for more than a month, and their hearts were extremely aggrieved.

"It's really a nine-rank divine soul, is this Yi Yunfei digging up God's ancestral grave? What a lot of hatred is this? There have been at least tens of thousands of years of nine-rank divine souls in the entire Yizhou, right? Even the eight-rank divine soul is only a legend that appeared more than 20,000 years ago, and in the end, it couldn't survive the catastrophe and was blown away. Someone shouted loudly, startled by Yi Yunfei's bad luck, and talked some nonsense.

"Sure enough, it's a demon, even God can't stand it!" someone shook his head with a wry smile, the current situation, whether it was Yi Yunfei's enemy or friend, there was no way except to watch.

"Sect Master!" Yi Yun Sect's disciples all had tears in their eyes, since the fifth thunderbolt blasted Yi Yunfei into the ground, their hearts have been hanging, and at this moment, hearing the discussion of the surrounding crowd, they finally knew what Yi Yunfei was facing, and couldn't help but cry out.

"It's going to be fine, it's definitely going to be fine!" Jin Cancan clasped her hands, put them on her chest, and pinched them tightly, her white soft lily had been pinched until it turned purple, but her eyes were just staring at Yi Yunfei's direction without blinking, and she kept comforting herself.

"Junior Brother Yunfei, if you can really survive this tribulation, I Tang Tang swear again, from now on, Dongming Palace will be your strongest backing. Tang Tang and Uncle Yuan watched the movement from a distance, both of them were very nervous, until they watched the ninth thunder tribulation land, Tang Tang said aloud with a resolute face, and there was a different kind of brilliance in his eyes.

"Miss is also a person with great luck!" Uncle Yuan looked at Tang Tang's enchanting back, smiled, and said softly.

"Of course, Miss Ben casually searched for it and found such a demon!" Tang Tang wrinkled his nose playfully and grimaced at Uncle Yuan. They are from Zhongzhou, and compared to those people from Yiyun Sect and Qingyun Sect, they have a broader perspective, and they are not as pessimistic as many people, but they are a little excited.

"Ah!" The scream came from the ground, Yi Yunfei had been nailed into the ground by thunder and lightning to a depth of hundreds of meters, if it weren't for the fact that all the power of this thunder tribulation was concentrated on Yi Yunfei, I was afraid that the entire Qingyun Mountain would have collapsed by now.

Yi Yunfei really couldn't help it, he was rolling and screaming in pain. The nine lightning bolts of the Ninth Thunder Tribulation, after falling on him, formed a ball of lightning light, enveloping him like a silkworm cocoon. But this package is not protection, but torture.

The bones are broken, they are broken. The skin was torn and flipped off. Even in the meridians, in the blood, and even in every cell, there are traces of thunder and lightning. This is an indescribable torture, Yi Yunfei almost lost his consciousness and fell into a coma, if it weren't for the strong desire to survive, I am afraid that he would have stopped breathing now.

[Heaven Swallowing Decision] is not fatal, Yi Yunfei's screams are a little weak. With all the strength of his body, he put his right hand to his mouth with difficulty, and he opened his mouth to bite the cooked food that fell out of the spatial ring. His hands couldn't move, and a lot of food fell to the ground after only one bite, but he didn't give up and kept swallowing.

Fortunately, this torture came and went quickly, only a few minutes. When Yi Yunfei felt that he could breathe freely, less than five minutes had passed, but in his opinion, this was longer than five or fifty years.

The mysterious energy in the thunder and lightning is activating its effect, and the aura gathered by the Zongyun card is still pouring in, and his body is recovering. Finally able to get up and sit down cross-legged, Yi Yunfei didn't care that the food on the ground was covered with dust, picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth.

He wants to recover, and he has to recover as quickly as possible, and there are at least hundreds of gods outside waiting to kill him.

"Who said that the Tongxuan masters were the top cultivators in Yizhou, did these cultivators jump out of the stones?" Yi Yunfei kept chewing in his mouth, scolding vaguely.

Today, although he concentrated on the impact of the divine realm, he did not glance at it until the end, and at this glance, he saw hundreds of fierce and vicious cultivators rushing towards him with their teeth bared. There were many breaths that were so strong that he felt frightened.

"Is it dead?" the entire Yizhou became silent at this moment, and millions of pairs of eyes were staring at it.

"What's there to question this, I haven't heard that the Nine Rank Divine Soul can survive!" someone sneered, feeling that Yi Yunfei was already dead.

"He is worthy of being a young talent, he really does things in an orderly manner, and he dug the pit himself before he died, and buried it directly by filling in the soil!" someone gloated and ridiculed.

Gongsun Xin's body shook, Feng Baihan beside him quickly supported him, both of them looked very ugly, Yi Yunfei inherited the sect master of Qingyun Sect, but he died in front of them in less than an hour, how ironic is this?

"He will definitely not die!" Jin Cancan cried, but the blood on her face receded, and she was pale, afraid that deep down in her own heart, she also felt that Yi Yunfei was not lucky.

"Sect Master!" the three hundred disciples of Yi Yun Sect burst into tears, kneeling neatly on the ground, desperately suppressing the sound of sobbing.

"Hurry up, Yi Yunfei is dead, but the things on his body should still be there, and they must not fall into the hands of others!" Someone reacted as quickly as possible, and rushed towards the direction of the big pit where Yi Yunfei was.

"Hmph, that thing is mine, no one wants to grab it!" someone shot at the person who rushed to the front, and then more people swarmed over, no one wanted to be left behind, and the game began.

All the people who were close to Yi Yunfei were like ashes, and their hearts were blank, looking at the countless figures in front of them, they were at a loss and stood in place.

Dugu Yan looked at Yi Yunfei's direction with some disappointment, and muttered, "If I can't fight you, I'm afraid it will become a regret for my life." Although I don't know what your condition is, if you can persist until the last thunder tribulation, your physical cultivation may have already surpassed me!"

Severed limbs are flying, blood is splattering, and those who are fighting for Yi Yunfei's "relics" have already fought a real fire, and more and more people have joined the battle group. Later, driven by hatred, many people almost lost their minds and fought entirely for the sake of killing.

Flying swords, magic weapons, talismans, and colorful energy splashed in the already shattered square, and the screams were one after another, and the sound of shouting and roaring continued to sound, and there were fighting figures everywhere.

"Qingyun Sect, after all, it has fallen in my hands, I can't stand the ancestors of the past generations!" Gongsun Xin, who had been sluggish for a long time, seemed to have come to his senses at this moment, and at the age of several thousand years, he howled and cried like a child.

All the disciples of the Qingyun Sect had sad faces, and there were many female disciples crying.

"It shouldn't be able to die, right? Those stinky old men in Tianshu Palace can't do anything else, there should still be two brushes in this regard. Maybe this stinky boy is hiding in the shadows again!"

On the top of the mountain in the distance, Yuan Guizong smiled faintly, and didn't seem to be worried, but the big gourd in his hand had been raised to his mouth for a long time, and he seemed to have forgotten to drink a sip of wine as usual.

"He won't die, this kid has the essence blood of Emperor Yu, and he has nine turns of Ruyi Zhu, how can he die so easily?" Tang Tang said to Uncle Yuan without hesitation.

Uncle Yuan nodded, expressing his agreement with Tang Tang's guess, Tang Tang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his eyes turned to the square of Qingyun Peak again.

Uncle Yuan looked at Tang Tang, whose face was obviously pale, and his hands were trembling lightly unconsciously, and sighed softly. Nine Divine Souls, Nine Thunder Tribulations, who is sure that Yi Yunfei can withstand it?