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In an instant, Chu Feng revolved the power in his entire body and prepared to fight against the unprecedented Nine Heavens Calamity.

As his purple hair floated in the air without the slightest wind, his entire body was tightly wrapped by the green force. A purple light that contained traces of wind was mixed within the jade green.

A purple light flashed in the eyes of that purple maple, as if a demonic god was standing in the air.

Seeing the sudden change in Zi Feng, the insolent Qing Yun immediately came to his senses. Carefully inspecting his surroundings, he was shocked to discover that the purple light was actually the rarely seen Amethyst Fruit in a thousand years.

After identifying all of this, Qing Yun's expression became somewhat serious. Others might not know the use of the Amethyst Fruit, but he was very clear about that.

When he first started cultivating, he heard his ancestor say, "Amethyst Fruits have the ability to revive the dead. For cultivators, the Amethyst Fruit is their second life. If you use it before they perish, at the very least, you can save your life and turn to a rogue cultivator."

After recovering from his shock, a trace of a strange expression appeared on Qing Yun's face. He thought to himself, "Even if you have the Amethyst Fruit, I will make sure that you die here. Otherwise, the person who will topple Mount Shu will be this violet-haired youth."

When he thought of this, Qing Yun began to circulate the force within his body. He wanted to recover as soon as possible. Although he had just summoned Mount Shu's trump card, Qing Yun did not want to expose his trump card unless it was a last resort.

The moment he saw the arrival of the heavenly tribulation, Qing Yun had already used a secret technique to inform those heaven-defying existences, allowing him to calmly watch the situation unfold.

Now that the ninth heavenly tribulation had appeared, Qing Yun didn't believe that the purple maple, which had been cultivating for over a hundred years, would be able to survive. At that time, just in case, he had to recover his strength as soon as possible.

In a short moment, the seven-colored cloud had been completely gathered. The frequency at which the purple lightning moved increased, while the rumbling sound also became a little sharper.

Suddenly, the colorful cloud quietened down and a purple lightning snake surged over.

Upon seeing this unforeseen event, Zi Feng let out a loud cry. The jade-green Qi around his body soared into the sky and entwined with the purple lightning.

Thunder rumbled and dust filled the air. Everyone's emotions were also tightly grabbed while their hearts were beating rhythmically along with the thunder.

In an instant, the green coloured force emitted by Zi Feng had died together with the Purple Lightning Thunder.

On the other hand, the lush grass surrounding the purple maple had turned into a charred mess. It was impossible to tell that there was any sign of life.

After withstanding the first heavenly tribulation, Zi Feng hastily threw a few more pills into his mouth in preparation to deal with the second heavenly tribulation.

Fortunately, Zi Feng was an alchemist. Otherwise, how could he have so many medicinal pills for him to recover to!

An ordinary level tribulation would only have two or three of these high-level Qi Gathering Pills, it was already not bad. Who would have thought that Zi Feng would eat them like a bean!

Taking advantage of the arrival of the second heavenly tribulation, Zi Feng's pale face couldn't help but turn red.

Taking a deep breath, Zi Feng raised his head and said angrily: "Come! God, I'd like to see what you can do about it. " As he spoke, the force around his body suddenly increased by a few degrees.

However, the seven-colored cloud didn't seem to be at a disadvantage at all. The originally flashing purple lightning suddenly turned indigo, giving off a strange feeling.

However, Zi Feng did not move at all. He only stared intently at the gathering of indigo colored lights.

With a boom, the second heavenly tribulation followed closely behind. Zi Feng, with a grave expression, also unleashed a second attack.

Like this, Zi Feng dealt with the heavenly tribulation while eating pills to recover his Qi, safely passing through the seventh level of heavenly tribulation.

Just as the eighth heavenly tribulation was about to arrive, Qing Yun, who had almost fully recovered, suddenly stood up and ruthlessly swung his sword. At the same time, a radiant smile appeared on his face as he said, "If he doesn't die already, there is no justice left."

The instant he swung his sword, You You strangely appeared in front of Qing Yun. The originally golden red color had turned blood-red, and after a long and deep roar, You You's claws suddenly slammed down, followed by You You's breath pouring out from his mouth.

Qing Yun, who was in the midst of his insolence, did not react in the slightest. He was pushed back dozens of meters by the ball of air ejected out by You You. When he stopped, his mouth was filled with blood.

After the Netherworld Great Art was unleashed, he no longer paid attention to Qing Yun. Instead, his gaze fell on Zi Feng, who was in the midst of his tribulation.

Qing Yun's sword Qi landed on Zi Feng's body at the same time as the orange dot of light. The orange dot of light was about to devour Zi Feng.

Zi Feng let out a loud shout and gathered all the energy in his body, shooting it towards the orange electrical machine. He completely ignored Qing Yun's sword Qi.

After the rumbling sounds passed, everything would return to peace. Only when the dust returned to the ground and the heaven and earth became clear did he clearly see the purple maple within the tribulation.

At this moment, he continuously coughed out blood as his entire body seemed extremely weak. His handsome face was exceptionally pale.

Upon seeing this scene, the Netherworld gave a long howl. Traces of blood flowed down from the corner of his blood-red eyes. The ten-meter long body also started to tremble uncontrollably.

As for the white tiger and flood dragon, they were anxiously looking at Zi Feng, who was on the verge of death.

At this moment, they wanted to help. However, with their current situation, if they were at a loss and wanted to go up, it would only result in the heavenly tribulation becoming even more powerful.

There has never been a case of a peaceful double redemption in history.

Zi Feng, who was on one knee, tried to stand up, but failed. He coughed out a large mouthful of blood, covering his mouth and coughing a few times. Then, he started to struggle again.

When Qing Yun, who was lying on the ground, saw this, he let out a loud laugh.

Upon hearing this arrogant voice, the White Tiger, the War God, suddenly roared loudly. Its grayish-white body instantly dashed to the side of Qing Yun, who was dozens of meters away.

As the crowd gasped in admiration, the seven-colored cloud rapidly gathered together. The seven-colored cloud gradually turned into a red light.

Seeing this change, Zi Feng sighed and helplessly closed his eyes, waiting for the heavenly tribulation to descend.

With a boom, the long-accumulated red cloud transformed into a red flash of lightning and descended.

Zi Feng, who had his eyes tightly shut, suddenly opened them. He let out a loud cry and the body that was kneeling on the ground stood up in a vain. The originally pale-green force had also become denser.

"Go!" As Zi Feng let out a long cry, the green coloured force left his body and his entire body collapsed onto the ground. After which, he quietly looked at the sky.

As he watched the blood-red glow slowly devour the green Qi that he had emitted, the corners of Zi Feng's eyes couldn't help but shine. Could it be that he was going to leave just like that?

For a moment, the tall figure of his father couldn't help but appear in his mind, and his father's loud voice also rang beside his ears.