Chapter 1316: Suppress

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In that space prison, Qin Yichen looked grimly at the violent Zhenyuan that had eroded. Throughout his body, Zhenyuan surged, but this could only be blocked for a moment.
Although his strength is enough to crush the ordinary saint-class strong, but his own true Yuan majestic degree is far from this black robe man, with these, it is difficult to resist.
In the prison cage, the raging true elements are raging enough to tear the ordinary Saint-class strong into pieces easily, even if Qin Yichen's flesh is arrogant, at this time, his dew on the body is covered with depth. Different scars.
What's more terrible is that the violent true elements are constantly eroding away into him, so that Qin Yichen can only defend with full force. Although his meridian toughness is far from ordinary people, but if these violent true elements are allowed to invade I'm afraid he can't bear it.
"The bones are stiff."
In the distance, if he saw that Qin Yichen had not been won in a short time, there was a touch of wonder in the eyes of the man in the black robe, and then he sneered, shaking his palm slightly to the place where Qin Yichen was.
"boom!"
With the actions of the Heipao people, Qin Yichen's imprisoned space became more violent, and the pressure in it suddenly increased.
"laugh……"
Under this pressure, Qin Yichen's body was completely restrained, and it was difficult to move even a finger.
Above the sky, looking at Qin Yichen, who was easily suppressed, more than a thousand holy-level strong men are all amazed.
More than a thousand saint-class strong men who chased after the guy who had not won for more than half a year, was so easily suppressed by the man in black robe. This feeling really made them feel shocked at the same time. It's fun again.
"Can't get rid of this imprisonment?"
In the distance, looking at Qin Yichen trapped in the space prison, Feng Rou's eyes flickered with doubt.
This space prison is imprisoned with absolute strength. However, in Feng Rou's view, this trick may still be effective for ordinary strong people, but their god-like race wants to crack it. But there are many ways.
Of course, she didn't know that Qin Yichen wasn't a god-level person at all, he was just a person from the most inferior ethnic group on the continent!
"This space prison is not simple. It can suppress my brother so easily. The black-robed man is at least the most powerful of the Holy Intermediate."
On the one side, the qing dynasty face couldn't help but a little dignified. He rarely saw Qin Yichen so embarrassed. However, this kind of confrontation suppression could not be solved by some tricks.
"Well, you don't seem to worry about your brother?"
Feng Rou chuckled and did not explain, in her opinion, it was too easy to break this move.
Upon hearing Feng Rou's questioning, Qing Yao's face flashed awkward.
What can he worry about?
Leaving aside the inscrutable black robes, the holy class powerhouses occupying one side of the sky are enough to defeat them easily.
"Ahem, I believe him, he can solve this by himself."
Qing Yan coughed awkwardly and laughed.
This is the black line that made the forty or fifty saintly strong men behind him all one. They obviously did not expect that in the presence of the beauty, the patriarch they admired could even speak so boldly. !!
"Brother Yichen ..."
On one side, Feng Qianxue's beautiful eyes are also full of anxiety. Her eyebrows are frowned, and with a keen perception, she faintly notices that there are some strange fluctuations in it, but she is silent. .
At this time, in the space prison, there was a pressure enough to crush the ordinary Holy Power.
Under the pressure of this horror, although Qin Yichen's body did not collapse, but by looking at his scarred body, he can also see the danger of his current situation.
In his body, there is a constant erosion of the true yuan. Under this erosion, Qin Yichen felt that his body was extremely heavy, and it was difficult to mobilize the true yuan to arrive.
"This pressure ..."
At a certain moment, as a nightmare whispered quietly, the next instant, Qin Yichen's eyes closed slowly, and even the guardian armor protecting him disappeared suddenly.
"Oh!"
At the moment when the million Taoism armors disappeared, the violent true element was to tear Qin Yichen's body into a deep visible wound. The blood had not flowed out of it, but it was shocked by the terrible pressure. He drew little blood, and finally died in the violent true element.
And that kind of violent true element was madly eroded into Qin Yichen's body at this time. Under this erosion, he felt that his whole muscles and even his cells would be torn apart.
"Roar!"
Under this pressure, Qin Yichen's body reached the edge of a collapse, and at this moment, in his body, there seemed to be a sound of a dragon howling.
Under this dragon howl, the speed of blood flow in Qin Yichen's body suddenly accelerated, and little red spots of light even flowed out of his blood, and then slowly condensed.
A moment later, a crimson crystal about the size of a thumb actually coagulated in his body.
"Ok?"
At this point, Qin Yichen seemed to have given up the resistance, and his mind was completely placed on the red crystal. However, it was not yet under its control, and the red crystal suddenly turned into a red-ish man, shot fiercely Into its heart.
When that crimson diamond crystal shot into Qin Yichen's heart, his body shook fiercely.
Fortunately, however, the rhombus-shaped crystal, which looks like a substance in essence, seems to be spiritual, and integrates into its heart in a strange way, and finally stays in the center of the heart.
With the release of a ray of red light, Qin Yichen's heart beat became more powerful. With the flow of blood, a powerful feeling also spread out from here, rushing across its limbs In.
Under the rush of this powerful force, those violent elements that had eroded into his body were swallowed down by overbearing!
"It's boring, it's over!"
In the distance, if he feels that this kind of crushing is meaningless, the man in black robe smiles indifferently. Immediately, under countless gazes, he stretched out his palms remotely, aimed at the distant space prison, and clenched suddenly.