Universal Sword God Chapter 1297: The third god-core flower

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At this time, Jing Yan's range of activities is already very small.

Fifteen red devil puppets, overwhelmingly suppressing Jing Yan from all directions.

Although Jing Yan's gravitational field is powerful, it acts on the bodies of fifteen red devil puppets at the same time, and the effect is somewhat unsatisfactory. Jing Yan can persist until now, thanks to the preaching of Sun Zhao's predecessors he accepted before.

If it hadn't been for the two preaching by Senior Sun Zhao that Jing Yan had a deeper understanding of the use of domains, then Jing Yan's virtual body might have been killed by the Red Devil puppet.

"Boom!"

"Happiness!"

Jing Yan's fighting spirit was fierce, and although he was forced to the point where he was exhausted, he still did not give up.

"Whoo!"

A great red axe whizzed out.

Jing Yan's eyes condensed, and he forcibly urged his divine power to display the realm of nothingness.

When the Void Realm was on display, Jing Yan disappeared in place, but Jing Yan's body couldn't fly far with the power of the law at all, and was intercepted by these Red Devil puppets again.

A few more breathing times passed.

"Roar!" At the far end, another familiar roar came.

This is the sixteenth Red Devil puppet.

Sensing the approach of the sixteenth Red Devil puppet, there was a hint of helplessness in Jing Yan's eyes. The fifteen red devil puppets around forced him to the point of being exhausted. Now, on the other side, Jing Yan knew in his heart that he couldn't hold on to ten more breathing times.

Calculate the time. In the Red Devil Formation, he has insisted on a full 150 breathing time. This time has exceeded the estimates of Kuai Rong and Sun Zhao. Both of them believed that in the Red Devil Formation, Jing Yan had one hundred and fifty breathing times as the limit.

And now, Jing Yan has rushed into the formation, and it has taken more than one hundred and fifty breathing times.

On the dojo, the expressions of the warriors in the realm of the Sanhuazhu **** became more solemn.

In the Red Devil Formation, insisting on one hundred and fifty breathing times is the stronger one among the three gods. Those three flower master gods who gave birth to four **** core flowers only insisted on the appearance between one hundred and fifty breaths and one hundred and eighty breaths.

……

"No!"

"Even if I die in battle, I won't give up!"

When Jing Yan's gaze saw the sixteenth Red Devil puppet, the helplessness in his eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by a stronger and burning fighting spirit.

Just die!

Never give up.

That's a feeling of passion!

"Kill!" Jing Yan roared, long hair flying, his eyes flushed slightly, his breath condensed, and the power of his whole body rushed out from the sea of ​​God.

The fairy body of Da Luo is also constantly running.

"Tear and pull~"

A red beam of axe can be traced from Jing Yan's waist. A deep wound appeared in Jing Yan's abdomen.

Jing Yan gritted his teeth, the sword intent domain, violently hit the red devil puppet that almost cut him off.

This axe was barely avoided by Jing Yan, but the light diffused on the axe left a deep hole in Jing Yan's body. If it was hit by an axe directly, it would probably be the Immortal Daluo, and it would not be able to recover in a short time.

One hundred and fifty-four breaths!

One hundred and fifty-five breaths!

Jing Yan is still insisting, frantically fighting the Red Devils.

At this time, Jing Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the dojo, suddenly moved slightly, and a wave of energy flowed away.

Feeling the fluctuations in Jing Yan's body, most of the surrounding Sanhuazhu Divine Warriors smiled.

It's over! This statement lasted more than one hundred and fifty breathing times, but his battle was over. More than one hundred and fifty breathing time, although very good, but want to win the opportunity to climb the immortal bridge is no longer possible.

Quai Rong also sighed softly in his heart.

"After all...I still can't climb the fairy bridge! It's a pity, it's a pity. If this year's Fairy Bridge Fair is postponed for tens of thousands of years, then this statement must be able to win a chance, right?" Kuai Rong changed his mind silently.

Although Sun Zhao has no expression on his face, he still feels a little regretful in his heart. He also felt that this warrior called Yanjin was extraordinary. With the cultivation base of a Zhengyuan master divine warrior, he can hold on to more than one hundred and fifty breathing times in the Red Devil Formation. It can be said that this is not a big feat.

I regret it, but the rules are the rules, and they cannot be changed, and they cannot be changed.

Many warriors all around looked at Kuai Rong, a powerful man, waiting for Senior Kuai Rong to announce Jing Yan's achievements.

Kui Rong's mouth opened slightly, and he was about to announce.

"Wait a minute!" Sun Zhao frowned and suddenly said.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Kuai Rong looked at Sun Zhao, somewhat puzzled.

"Brother, look at Yanjin." Sun Zhao looked at Jing Yan who was still sitting cross-legged, and said to Kuai Rong.

Hearing these words, Kuai Rong became more confused, and with puzzled eyes, he looked at Jing Yan.

"Huh?" At this look, Kuai Rong let out a surprised voice.

Jing Yan, who was sitting there, did not open his eyes. Other warriors, the void body will open their eyes immediately after the death of the Red Devil Array in the civil war. But Jing Yan still closed his eyes at this time.

"Senior Kuai Rong, why didn't you announce Yanjin's achievements?" Sanhuazhu couldn't help urging.

Because Jing Yan's achievements are very close to those of their powerful three-flower lord gods, if you delay it any longer, it will be very disadvantageous for them who have the opportunity.

Quai Rong ignored the question of the three-flower master, but looked at Sun Zhao, who nodded to him.

Quai Rong's arms spread out, and his divine power quickly touched the Red Devil Array vortex. It was only a brief contact, and after a blink of an eye, Kuai Rong regained his power.

He has a complicated expression, looking at the martial artists around him and saying: "Yanjin Martial Artists are still in the battle."

"How is it possible?"

"There were breath fluctuations just now. Obviously the Void Body has been killed in battle. How come it is still fighting?"

"Senior Kuai Rong, did you make a mistake?"

"..."

Those who are strong three flower master gods are really anxious.

Even the Jiuding Lord Gods who have nothing to do with them are all puzzled.

Of course, these people dare not suspect that the two seniors, Kuai Rong and Sun Zhao, cheated for Na Yanjin. But the current situation is indeed incredible and incomprehensible.

Just when the scene was a little noisy, Kuai Rong stretched out his hand and pressed it down.

Jing Yan, sitting cross-legged on the dojo, was rippling over his body, a thick and vast energy wave aura. This energy contained divine power, spiritual power and so on.

Everyone closed their mouths suddenly and looked at Jing Yan with amazement. People like them are no strangers to this kind of breath fluctuation. Just because he is not unfamiliar, he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

Jing Yan's abdomen, in the sea of ​​gods, above the **** core, the third **** core flower is rising.