This time, Yi Yunfei really felt a little struggling, and everyone only saw him jumping up from the ground violently, suspended in mid-air. But he didn't know that he had tried several times in the process, wanting to use the magic power of [Divine Foot Communication].

As he imagined, under such suppression, [Divine Foot Communication] really did not perform as he wished. The air around his body became extremely viscous, the black hair that was originally fluttering in the wind was tightly attached to his shoulders, and the clothes were tightly attached to his body, and an invisible force filled the air, as if there was a huge force of millions of catties, squeezing his body from all directions.

He frowned slightly, and looked straight at the formation that Cao Jiema said was arranged, and the [Tianyantong] had never stopped running. The endless aura was still pouring into his body, and the Yuan Force in his body was becoming more and more abundant, impacting that level again and again.

He was a little overjoyed, glad that he would soon cross that threshold and enter the realm of kings. But at the same time, he was also a little depressed, he didn't know what kind of changes he would face when he entered the realm of kings. Yuan Guizong, a cheap master, taught Yi Yunfei a lot of things, but his biggest problem was that he had never given Yi Yunfei any guidance in terms of the basic knowledge of cultivation.

If it was a disciple of another sect, when facing such a major event as breaking through to the King Realm, his elders were afraid that they would thoroughly analyze any problems they would encounter when they broke through. I don't know if Yi Yunfei is lucky or unlucky, he actually met such a master as the Yuangui Sect Master, and some common sense questions have not been taught to him at all.

Yi Yunfei was suppressing, and he didn't want to break through at this time. Because once you encounter an uncontrollable situation, not only will your cultivation have no chance to improve, but you are only afraid that it will attract greater danger. However, under the effect of the Zongyun card, there is a difference between self-cultivation and self-cultivation, he will not change with Yi Yunfei's will, and the aura is still infused into the body without stagnation.

With two minds, where could Yi Yunfei calmly deal with the huge pressure brought by the batch of purple horses in the sky. The beads of sweat on his forehead kept dripping, his face became a little pale, and the power of this suppression was increasing rapidly all the time, from millions of catties to tens of millions of catties, and this increasing trend did not seem to have any intention of stopping.

"I can't care so much, if you want to break through, break through, solve the trouble in front of you first, and then clean up this mess!" Yi Yunfei gritted his teeth, simply ignored the growth of cultivation, and tried his best to deal with the pressure everywhere.

It's just that at this time, it's a little late to react, and this increase in pressure has always increased exponentially, as if endless. The outline of the purple horse's head in the sky has been fully revealed, and it looks blurry, but it is real.

But Yi Yunfei could only look at it, and at this moment he felt that the pressure on his body had reached 20 million catties. You must know that he is just physically strong, and his strength is 40 million catties, which does not mean that he is running and cultivating at the moment, and he can deal with such a huge force under the volley.

Although he persisted, his body continued to land uncontrollably towards the ground, he was struggling, roaring, but unfortunately to no avail. After all, his cultivation was only at the peak of his godhood, and although he was constantly impacting the king realm at the moment, he still hadn't broken through that threshold after all.

The flow rate of the blood veins seemed to be slowing down, and the bones were suppressed and made a creaking sound, although on the surface it seemed that Yi Yunfei's body had not changed, but he felt that his whole body was filled with this feeling that he was about to explode. It was as if this endless pressure, the next time it erupted, it would bend and crush his body.

"It hasn't officially appeared yet, it's just a phantom, can it still make me succumb?" Yi Yunfei's exercises were running at full strength, frantically absorbing the aura that poured into his body. He was unwilling, at this moment, not only did he not resist the breakthrough of cultivation, but he was looking forward to a breakthrough as soon as possible.

He saw Cao Jiema's faint sneer, which made Yi Yunfei hate it more than arrogant show-offs. He wanted to fight back, to shatter Cao Jiema's disgusting face.

It's just that things are out of his control, he's working hard, and the power he faces is also growing rapidly. Under full operation, his body just hung up in the air, as if he had been hit head-on by a sledgehammer, like a meteorite, and fell to the ground with a bang, and his feet sank deep into the hard and hot soil on the ground.

"Ahh

There was magma flowing in his body, and the energy that countless monks had dreamed of for a long time and was desperately pulling when he was cultivating was like a deadly poison for Yi Yunfei at this moment.

He felt that the dantian, tanzhong, mud pills, and the various acupoint spaces in his body that had been fully opened were running rapidly, like a crazy spinning motor, constantly absorbing, and then compressing and storing with all his strength.

The speed of his body's absorption was completely unable to keep up with the speed, and he just wanted to store these abilities in the acupoint space that filled his body and looked incomparably wide. After waiting for this matter, I will come to the careful understanding and make reasonable use of it.

However, the mental power under the attention of the hundreds of millions of monks of the human race is so huge, and this power is said to drive the Zongyun card, and the aura attracted by it is even more terrifying. Yi Yunfei found a cultivation path that suited him, and it was only because it was suitable for him that it was powerful, and it did not reach the level of omnipotence, and the reserves of those acupuncture spaces were also limited.

The form of the purple horse is enough to see clearly, and the head of this horse is actually a human face. With a faint smile of disdain, he looked down at Yi Yunfei on the ground condescendingly.

"Is this the ancestor of the Demon Clan's Yingzhao Division?"Although he had seen the strange form of the Demon Clan, at this moment, seeing the Demon Clan's ancestor summoned by Cao Jiema's horse through the formation, the Terran monk was still a little difficult to adapt to the strange form of the purple horse in the sky.

This purple creature called him a horse, and I don't know if it's appropriate. If you don't pay attention to his body, his face is a very handsome and beautiful man. The purple body has a pattern like tiger stripes, and there are wings on the back, swaying gently.

The pressure that Yi Yunfei could feel suddenly doubled again, and his body had sunk down to his knees, like a nail that had been driven into wood. He struggled hard, but he couldn't even move his fingers, and he could only look at the huge figure that appeared in the sky that made people's backs chill.

The demon clan, the big clan that dominated one side in the era of hundreds of clans. After Emperor Wu divided the thirteen states, he separated the demon clan from the other races of the human race through enchantment, and they were not allowed to interact with each other, so many people forgot the horror of the demon clan.

The advent of the demon clan this time also made many human races feel a kind of despair, and only then did they really face up to the strength of the demon clan. But there is one person who is an exception, this person is Yi Yunfei, he has not felt any great pressure from the first time he fought with the demon clan until he defeated several demon kings.

Therefore, he was full of confidence and wanted to see the final means of the demon clan. But at this moment, he realized that he was still underestimating the demon race, the heritage of a race, how could it be so simple, how could the first batch of monks of the demon race go to the realm of the human race not have the final killer feature?

The huge strength of 40 million catties made Yi Yunfei feel that his muscles and bones were in severe pain, and his body seemed to be imprisoned, and even the sound of roaring was already difficult to make. Forty million catties is the limit of his strength, and likewise, it is also the limit of what his physical body can bear.

He had smelled the breath of death countless times, and this time, he felt his mind drowsy again, and his consciousness was a little blurred, as if the next moment, he would say goodbye to this world.

The ordeal did not end, and the huge wings of the three generations of ancestors of the Demon Clan's Yingzhao Department in the sky waved at will. The clicking sound came from his body, Yi Yunfei was now unable to concentrate, unable to look inside his physical condition, he could only feel that his muscles and bones seemed to have broken inch by inch.

This purple horse, that is, the three generations of ancestors of the Yingzhao Department, waved their wings at will, which doubled this invisible pressure again. The terrifying pressure that Yi Yunfei is under now is already 80 million catties, and there is blood overflowing from his pores, and even in the seven orifices, there is also blood overflowing, suppressed by this pressure, clinging to his skin, and he can't even fall. The blood beads that were as bright as gems were radiating light, and the power of the bloodline had already been fully opened, but it had no suppressive effect on the monster in front of him.

The Terran monks were all shocked, the three generations of ancestors of the Demon Clan's Yingzhao Department had only revealed their true faces now, and they had not taken any substantive actions, which made Yi Yunfei so miserable. If he really made a move, Yi Yunfei was afraid that he would not have any resistance at all.

Under such terrifying suppression, Yi Yunfei was already like a three-year-old child in front of the demon clan monks, and he had no power to fight back. If any of the demon clan monks on the scene at this moment made a move at him, he could only be slaughtered.

"Fei'er, how are you?" In the face of such a mighty face, even Qin Qingcheng was solemn. She raised her palm, and an incomparably majestic aura condensed in her palm, this was dragon qi.

Qin Qingcheng and Yi Haoran in the early years of coincidence, got this dragon energy, and was able to collect it for his own use, in the tide cliff of the Huang Qin clan, after more than ten years of silent thought, finally able to skillfully use, at this moment to see Yi Yunfei has a crisis, she immediately used his biggest hole card.

The incomparably vast dragon qi emanated from the palm of his hand, and the three generations of ancestors of the Yingzhao Division, who had been indifferent in the sky, trembled slightly, and looked in the direction of Qin Qingcheng with hesitation. Its gaze was deep with deep fear.