Gongsun Xin and Feng Baihan looked at the scene in a daze, even if the two of them had always been calm, they were a little incredulous at the moment.

It stands to reason that any monk must muster up 120,000 points of spirit when facing the thunder tribulation, and dare not be negligent in the slightest. The process of crossing the catastrophe will also be extremely difficult, and if you are not careful, you will be in danger of death.

But Yi Yunfei not only didn't have any painful look, but his face was full of enjoyment. What's more, he dragged more than a dozen monks into the Thunder Tribulation. This is not a joke, if an outsider intrudes during the catastrophe, he will be implicated, this matter is not only known to Yi Yunfei, nor is it that no one has used this method to kill the opponent. However, most of them are cornered and have the idea of dying with their opponents, so they will take such extreme measures.

Because every time one person participates, the power of the thunder tribulation will increase exponentially, and the normal thunder tribulation will make the person who passes the tribulation miserable, and it will be impossible to deal with it after the power increases. The thunder tribulation itself is a test of heaven and earth for monks, and it cannot be shared by others. If someone is involved, it is definitely not the result of two divided by two equals one, but the result of two times two equals four.

"Demon!" Whether it is Yi Yunfei's side or the hostile side, after thinking about it, he can only use these two to describe him, and there are only these two words that are repeated in his mouth.

"Pass on the image of this place to the Ancestor!" the Qin family disciples calmed down after their initial outburst. Qin Tianchen waved his hand weakly, and Qin Tianying on the side sent out the scene here.

Yi Yunfei's ability was beyond their ability, although he was resentful in his heart, he was relieved, after all, the responsibility for this matter could already be proved not to be caused by their incompetence. The top monks in the entire Yizhou are basically here, and they can't kill Yi Yunfei yet, so what can they do with a few monks who are through the mysteries?

"How many years have there been no Nine Rank Divine Souls that can survive the Thunder Tribulation? Tang Tang, this girl is really lucky, and she was actually found by him all of a sudden!" In Zhongzhou, in a simple tea room in Dongming Palace, the shadow mirror on the coffee table came out of the mirror that was the scene of Qingyun Peak at this moment. An old man with a peaceful face stroked his snow-white beard and nodded with a smile.

"The Nine Rank Divine Soul not only survived the Thunder Tribulation, but also had the spare strength to use the Thunder Tribulation Pit to kill the opponent. Come on, go and find out, who sent the news that Yi Yunfei has the essence blood of Emperor Yu to Xining. Qin Daoxuan, the fifteenth ancestor of the Emperor Qin clan, squinted slightly, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he felt that something was wrong.

Qin Daoxuan's gaze stayed on the image of the teleportation mirror, his face changed, and he muttered to himself: "Whoever wants to use conspiracy and trickery to move my Emperor Qin clan will have to pay the price!"

It is no secret that the Huang Qin clan is anxious to find the essence blood of Emperor Yu, and the Huang Qin clan promises a very rich reward. Because I had been looking for many years, I suddenly got the news, so I didn't think much about it, and after receiving the news that day, I just sent people after a little discussion. But at this moment, thinking about it, the appearance of this news seems to contain the smell of conspiracy.

Tianshu Palace, located on the highest mountain on the eastern coast of Zhongzhou, is a huge palace built on a cliff near the sea. This sect is not very large, compared to those sects that occupy a county at every turn, Tianshu Palace can only be regarded as a small courtyard.

It's just that it is such a sect that occupies a very small area, but it is one of the nine major sects of the human race, and no one dares to despise it. Tianshu disciples, if you don't come out, it will be amazing. The flowers are like brocade and the magic is unpredictable, and the enemy is expected to be the first, and often the crisis only shows signs before it is resolved by the disciples of Tianshu. Tianshu disciples rarely have any amazing achievements, but no one dares to provoke them.

The disc with a diameter of about one foot flashed with silver light in front of the man in the Confucian shirt, and the countless squares on the disc were moving and changing rapidly, containing endless truths. The man's face was solemn, and his hands kept playing spells, and the light of the disc became more and more dazzling, extending towards the sky, through the clouds, and connecting with some mysterious place.

"There is, is this a variable? Whether there is still a glimmer of life, it depends on this person!" The light dissipated, and the disc became silent, simple and beautiful, like an ordinary ornament. The man in the Confucian shirt seemed to be very consumed, and his face was a little pale, but his solemn face seemed to ease a little.

The man stood up and walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, looking at the endless sea thoughtfully. At the bottom of the cliff beneath his feet, the waves were roaring, constantly lapping against the cliff, splashing snow-white water, as if his heart was not at peace.

"Qingwu, pass on my order and let all the disciples release the news, just say that Yizhou Yi Yunfei is a person with great luck and has the spirit of a king who leads the world!" The man thought for a moment, waved his hand and said to a young man not far away.

"Master, in this way, didn't you push him to the cusp? The Terrans are no longer the Terrans of tens of thousands of years ago, if they get such news, I'm afraid that the first thing those people think of is not to protect him, but to try their best to destroy him. If he is really the one that the Tianshu Sect is waiting for, shouldn't we try to protect him?" the young man named Qingwu hesitated a little and said suspiciously.

"If you don't have enough time, if you don't put pressure on him, how can he grow up quickly? Although the heavens have shown it, I can't be completely sure now, if he is that person, he will naturally be able to crawl out of the sea of corpses and blood. If not, then he died, and there was nothing he could do. In the future catastrophe, there will be countless people who will die, and there will not be more than him!" The man in the Confucian shirt was also hesitating, as if he couldn't bear it, but finally gritted his teeth and said.

"Yes, Master, I'll arrange it!" Qingwu's mouth opened for a moment, and finally he couldn't refute it, and took the order.

The man in the Confucian shirt looked at Qingwu's distant back and sighed lightly: "Don't blame me, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, since you appeared, then you should take the responsibility that belongs to you." ”

Yi Yunfei didn't know that Zhongzhou, which was hundreds of millions of miles away, because his appearance alarmed so many people. He was sitting cross-legged in the air, absorbing the power of the Thunder Tribulation with all his might. A slight paralyzing feeling traveled around his body, and he was now completely free of the power of the Thunder Tribulation, from waiting for the Thunder Tribulation to slash down at the beginning, absorbing a small amount, to now running the [Heaven Swallowing Decision] to absorb it with all his might, and his physical strength is growing rapidly.

500,000 jin, 600,000 jin, 700,000 jin......

He has experienced seventeen divine thunder tribulations so far, compared to the violent and terrifying spirit of the divine soul thunder tribulation, this divine thunder tribulation is already very gentle in his opinion, rhythmically descending again and again. Although because of the participation of more than a dozen god-entering monks on the ground, the power of this thunder tribulation was several times greater than that of ordinary monks, but for him, it was what he wanted, and he hoped that the power of this thunder tribulation could be stronger.

There can only be occasional cursing voices on the ground, such a terrifying sea of thunder, which makes people's scalps tingle when they look at it, and those who are in it are naturally miserable.

"The seventeenth thunder tribulation is over, and there is the last one, and this thunder tribulation is coming to an end. Yi Yunfei, you made me spend a magic weapon to survive this damn thunder tribulation, I swear, I must break your body into ten thousand pieces!" A monk on the ground was covered in injuries, but his eyes were still golden, and he looked at Yi Yunfei in the air with resentment, and his killing intent was pervasive.

The remaining thirteen people had the same idea as this person, the Divine Cultivator needed to go through eighteen thunder tribulations, and now he had passed seventeen paths, and only the last one remained. They were gathering their strength, waiting for the fatal blow after the end of the thunderstorm.

"Boom!" The huge thunder fell overwhelmingly, and the originally flat Qingyunfeng Square was now unrecognizable. Silver thunder and lightning formed a sea, churning on the ground, and bursts of scorched smell spread out, and some of the monks who died in the square had been scorched by the lightning at a very early age.

"Kill!" More than a dozen figures suddenly jumped up from the ground and pounced towards Yi Yunfei, their eyes wide one by one, gritting their teeth, eager to eat his flesh raw.

Yi Yunfei didn't move, he looked at the sky with his eyes, looking at the thick clouds that still hadn't dispersed, as if he didn't see the approaching master.

"Sect Master be careful!" the disciples of the Qingyun Sect and the Yiyun Sect shouted in unison, anxiously reminding.

"No, the thunder tribulation is not over yet!" A panicked exclamation came from the dozen or so figures that rose in the air, and their figures suddenly stopped. Maybe they were a little numb from the more than a dozen terrifying thunderstorms, or maybe they were too eager to kill Yi Yunfei. The moment the eighteenth lightning stopped, these people rushed out, but as soon as they rushed out, many people found that the endless pressure of the thunder tribulation showed no sign of dissipating at all, but became heavier and heavier.

"Boom!" As expected, the thunder tribulation thundered down again, and the fourteen god-entering monks were not less, and all of them screamed miserably, blood spurted wildly from their mouths, and their faces were full of horror.

Many people were waiting to see Yi Yunfei being hacked to death by a knife suddenly stood up from his seat, and said in disbelief: "Isn't the Divine Cultivator eighteen to the Thunder Tribulation?

"Hehe, these guys probably don't know Yi Yunfei very well, I heard that when Yi Yunfei entered the Tongxuan realm, he crossed the Thirty-Nine Thunder Tribulation, Twenty-Seven Dao, I really don't know how he carried it in the first place! Now that he has entered the Divine Thunder Tribulation, no matter what, it will not be less than the Thirty-Nine Thunder Tribulation!"

"I'm afraid it's the Forty-Nine Thunder Tribulation, and these Divine Cultivators don't know exactly which forces they are, and they are also extremely unlucky to encounter such a demon as Yi Yunfei!"

One after another, thunderstorms continued to fall, and if those monks defended with all their might, they could still hold on for a while longer. It's just that they were in a hurry to kill Yi Yunfei, and in a moment of negligence, they completely disrupted the rhythm, and they were scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

The screams went from high at first to faint until they were almost inaudible. Sure enough, as most people expected, after the twenty-seven thunder tribulations, the tribulation clouds in the sky still did not have any intention of dissipating, and the thunder tribulations did not stop and split down again.

"Now, these dozen or so monks have been killed!" someone covered his eyes and mourned in silence for those monks!