In fact, the speed at which the lightning bombarded down was very fast, and Yi Yunfei only turned his thoughts at the moment when he took out the Cangyi Thunder Knife in the space ring, and even before this thought was over, the huge thunder light that had been able to envelop his entire body had already bombarded him.

Pain, a tearing pain all over the body, this pain invades the bone marrow and spreads to every cell in the body. After the lightning hit Yi Yunfei, it instantly turned into tiny silver snakes, roaring and rampage through his body.

Yi Yunfei roared and scolded in his mouth, this thunder robbery came inexplicably, as if he was in a bad mood today and wanted to come out to split someone, but he happened to run into Yi Yunfei, and it was split on him without any reason, how could he not be aggrieved?

With Yi Yunfei's urine nature, he has never passively stood and slashed the thunder tribulation, and this moment is naturally no exception, the Cangyi Thunder Knife in his hand is chopping, and the mysterious sword light is like a huge crescent moon, roaring towards the calamity clouds in the sky.

The [I Ching Immortal Classic], which had already fused nearly twenty exercises, was running incomparably incomparably in his body, and although the lines were complicated, the speed of operation was not slow at all.

Yi Yunfei has already used all the means that he can use at this moment as quickly as possible, and he doesn't know if it is a psychological effect or really useful, in the process of the operation of the knife technique and the exercises, he feels that the pain after the thunder tribulation seems to have really eased a lot.

The thunder tribulation came very quickly, and the time spent on Yi Yunfei was not too long, although Yi Yunfei who was in it felt that the time was long, but in fact, it was only four or five breaths.

It's just that in just a few breaths, Yi Yunfei is quite embarrassed, his clothes are ragged, and there are several big holes. His hair was originally simply tied up at the back of his head, but now it had already spread out and was lying on his face indiscriminately.

Taking a breath fiercely, Yi Yunfei looked at the sky, the sky was still gloomy, the clouds had not dispersed, Yi Yunfei was also mentally prepared, knowing that every time he faced a thunder tribulation, it would not be so simple.

It was just a matter of giving him time to catch his breath, and the thunder tribulation slashed down again, this time, two thunderbolts arrived one after the other. Yi Yunfei roared, his exercises were fully opened, and he struggled to resist.

This time the Thunder Tribulation was more than double the power compared to the first time he dealt with the Earth God Soul Thunder Tribulation, even if Yi Yunfei's cultivation was no longer what it used to be, it was still more difficult to deal with than the last time.

Endless thunder light circulated on Yi Yunfei's body, and there was still a trace of warm breath in the rage, Yi Yunfei soon discovered that in the process of the operation of the [I Ching Immortal Classic], he was actually absorbing the warm breath in the thunder tribulation at a rapid pace, and the [I Ching Immortal Classic] itself that was integrated into the [Heaven Swallowing Decision] itself was extremely powerful, and with the integration of this warm breath, his recovery speed was much faster.

The thunder tribulation dispersed again, Yi Yunfei's face was very ugly, and he knew that at this moment, he suddenly remembered that this time the thunder tribulation was not as easy as the last time. Because the last time he faced the Divine Soul Thunder Tribulation, it happened that the Zong Yun card was running, and endless spiritual energy poured into his body desperately, and his recovery speed was incredibly fast.

But today, without the help of Zongyun card, he can only rely on his own recovery ability, plus the ability of [Heaven Swallowing Decision] integrated into the [I Ching Immortal Codex] to recover the injuries that keep appearing on his body.

Thinking of this, Yi Yunfei was even a little desperate, he had long lost the high-spirited feeling he had when he faced the Thunder Tribulation at the beginning, the last time he had the help of Zongyun Card, he almost explained that he was under the Thunder Tribulation, how should he survive today?

The Thunder Tribulation wouldn't give him time to prepare, and he didn't even give him a chance to take a big breath, after the second two Thunder Tribulations landed, before Yi Yunfei could breathe, the third Thunder Tribulation came again, this time, it was three Thunder Tribulations coming down one after another.

This time, Yi Yunfei felt that he was almost burned by this tyrannical thunder tribulation, and there was not a trace of intact skin on his body. Even his bones had tiny cracks.

His physical body had already surpassed the [True Body], the highest realm of the [Ten Thousand Breaking Attack Technique], by a lot, but at this moment, he still couldn't completely resist this thunder tribulation. What's even more terrifying is that he doesn't know how many such terrifying thunderstorms will land in the future.

"Life and death are fate, fight!" Yi Yunfei spat bloodshot saliva on the ground, gritted his teeth and said.

The fourth thunderstorm was indeed four thunderbolts. Yi Yunfei was no longer in the mood to pay attention to these, he simply practiced the exercises he had integrated into this period of time one by one, his mind was completely immersed in cultivation, and he used distraction to forget his own pain.

One after another mystical exercises are running in the body, countless exquisite moves are displayed in his hands, the thunder tribulation reflects this place like daylight, where he is standing, the ground has been bombarded except for a huge pit with a radius of hundreds of zhang, and in this pit in the dazzling thunder light that makes it difficult to open his eyes, Yi Yunfei is cultivating one by one.

The Fifth Thunder Tribulation, Five Thunder Lights, the Sixth Thunder Tribulation, Six Thunder Lights......

Yuheng Palace, those monks who paid attention to this place, their faces turned pale. They are all monks, they have all experienced thunderstorms, and these people also have some empathy. Watching the terrifying thunder tribulation fall into the sky one after another, as if bombarding their hearts, many monks couldn't help but tremble at the thought of facing this kind of thunder tribulation.

And at this moment, such a huge thunder tribulation also alarmed more people within a radius of 100,000 miles.

"Is this the Thunder Tribulation of the Six-Rank Divine Soul? Which unlucky bastard is this? It's just a Divine Soul Tribulation, and it's so difficult to get through?" said the monk with a somewhat gloating smile.

"No, it's definitely not the sixth grade, this tribulation cloud has no meaning to disperse at all, I don't think it's the seventh grade, at least the eighth grade!" A monk looked at the heavy tribulation cloud, his face was heavy, and he said softly.

"Then why are you looking so seriously? The soul below the eighth grade can survive and be a waste, such a terrifying thunder tribulation, this kid is estimated to be dead, and there will be no scum left. Hearing this monk's analysis, the others also sensed the heaviness of the clouds, and turned to say with a sigh of relief.

"Shut up, what do you guys know? Since the Heavenly Dao has divided the monk's soul into nine ranks, he has his reason. Who said that the eight-grade and nine-grade divine souls are not good, it's just that cultivation is more difficult. Do you know that Emperor Wu, his old man, is the Nine Rank Divine Soul!" A slightly old figure appeared beside several young monks and scolded in a deep voice.

"Elder Fang!" several monks turned around and saw the old man, and hurriedly bowed his head and saluted, this monk they called Elder Fang was not low.

After a few monks saluted in a panic, they recalled Elder Fang's words, and quickly raised their heads and asked in surprise, "Is Emperor Wu also a Nine-Rank Divine Soul?

"It's no secret, it's just that you don't usually pay attention. Emperor Wu is indeed the Divine Soul of the Nine Grades, what is wrong with the Divine Soul of the Nine Grades? It's just that he is rejected by the Heavenly Dao, which one of my monks is not fighting with the Heavens? This is the original words of Emperor Wu and his old man back then, and his old man has really cultivated his own way!" the old man brushed his beard and said earnestly.

"But, why have our elders never talked about this?" The young man's eyes lit up, and some of them were eager to try, young people, they always have a lot of fantasies, cultivating their own way, what a cool thing.

"The elders of the sect will naturally help you choose the path that suits you best. Cultivating one's own way is easier said than done? Emperor Martial Emperor and his old man walked all the way back then, which step was easily passed? If they are not forced to the extreme, who would want to choose such an unknown path? The history of the reproduction of the human race can be traced back to hundreds of millions of years, and there will only be a Martial Emperor!" Elder Fang's eyes widened, he glared fiercely at several young people, and said loudly.

As he spoke, the eight lightning bolts of the Eighth Thunder Tribulation had fallen from the sky, tens of thousands of miles away, and everyone still felt that the earth was shaking, as if the heavens and the earth were about to collapse.

"This guy should be dead, right?" said the young monks as they swallowed hard.

"The clouds have not dispersed yet!" Elder Fang also looked at the direction of the clouds with a surprised expression, and said softly, he didn't expect that just now when he talked about Emperor Wu's nine-rank divine soul, there was actually a nine-rank divine soul at this moment.

If the clouds of calamity have not dispersed, it means that there are still thunderstorms falling, and it also means that the people who have crossed the calamity have not died. Elder Fang couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, such a terrifying thunder tribulation descended, this monk was actually not dead, this was the demon of that sect?

Yi Yunfei was already dying, if it weren't for the last trace of clarity in his mind, let him maintain this desire to survive, I am afraid that his soul would have already been scattered. Things were going in the direction he didn't want the most, and without the help of Zong Yun Pai, his recovery speed couldn't keep up with the damage that the Thunder Tribulation had done to him.

The bones on his body were broken, there was not a trace of intact flesh and blood, the meridians had also been broken, and the operation of his own exercises could no longer be as good as he wanted, so he could only struggle in a small area and so on.

"Are you really going to kill me, Jiupin Divine Soul, you didn't kill me once, and you actually did it again, how much hatred is this?" Yi Yunfei even had the teeth in his mouth collapsed, and he was weak to speak, but he still stubbornly looked at the sky and scolded.

The dazzling light in the clouds flickered, and the ninth thunder tribulation did not stop because of Yi Yunfei's curse, and landed mercilessly.

The ninth time, the Nine Thunder Tribulations, almost illuminated half of Zhongzhou, and the entire earth trembled. Within a radius of 100,000 miles, both humans and demon beasts shrank their necks desperately.

This is Tianwei, how can manpower resist?