Chapter 1297: 3rd Divine Flower

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At this point, Jing Yan's range of activities was already small. http: //% 77% 77% 77% 2e% 76% 6f% 64% 74% 77% 2e% 63% 6f% 6d
Fifteen red demon crickets overwhelmed Jing Yan from all sides.
Although Jing Yan's gravity field is powerful, it also acts on the body of fifteen red demon crickets at the same time, and the effect is somewhat unsatisfactory. Jing Yan can persist until now, thanks to the preaching of his predecessor, Sun Zhao.
If it wasn't for the predecessor Sun Zhao's two preachings that gave Jing Yan a deeper understanding of the use of the realm, then Jing Yan's virtual body might have been beheaded by the Red Devils.
"boom!"
"Papapa!"
Jing Yan was zealous, although he was forced to the point where the mountains and rivers were exhausted, but he still did not give up.
"Oh!"
A red giant axe whistled.
Jing Yan's eyes were fixed, forcing his divine power to be exerted, and showing the realm of nothingness.
The realm of nihilism was exhibited, and Jing Yan disappeared into place, but Jing Yan's body could not fly out as far as the power of the law, and they were intercepted again by these red demon magpies.
It was another few breaths.
"Roar!" At the far end, another familiar roar came.
This is the sixteenth red devil.
Feeling the approach of the sixteenth red demon owl, Jing Yan's eyes revealed a touch of helplessness. Fifteen red demon crickets around him drove him to the end of the mountain. Now, another time, Jing Yan knew in his heart that he couldn't hold on to ten more breathing times.
Calculating the time, he has been fully in the Red Devils array for 150 breaths. This time has surpassed the estimates of Yun Rong and Sun Zhao. Both of them thought that Jing Yan was in the Red Devils array, and the 150 breathing time was the limit.
But now, Jing Yan has broken into battle, and the time has exceeded one hundred and fifty breathing times.
On the dojo, those warriors in the realm of the three flower masters' expressions became more dignified.
In the Red Devils array, insisting on one hundred and fifty breathing times is relatively strong among the three gods. Those three flower gods who gave birth to four divine core flowers also insisted on the appearance of between one hundred and fifty breaths and one hundred and eighty breaths.
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"Do not!"
"Even if I die, I won't give up!"
When Jing Yan's eyes saw the sixteenth red devil, his helplessness had completely disappeared, replaced by a more intense and scorching warfare.
It's death!
I will not give up.
That's the feeling of blood boiling!
"Kill!" Jing Yan roared, his hair fluttered, his eyes were reddish slightly, his breath condensed, and the whole body's divine power flowed from the sea of ​​God.
The big Luoxian body is also constantly running.
"Tear it ~"
A red axe light, Kankan swept across Jing Yan's waist. A deep wound appeared in Jing Yan's abdomen.
Jing Yan gritted his teeth, Jianyi realm, and slammed into the red devil who almost cut himself off.
Jing Yan had barely avoided this axe, but just the axe light diffused on the axe left a deep mouth on Jing Yan's body. If it is directly hit by the axe, it is probably the big Luoxian body, and it cannot be recovered in a short time.
One hundred and fifty-four breaths!
One hundred and fifty-five breaths!
Jing Yan still insisted, fighting crazy with the Red Devils.
At this time, Jing Yan, who sat on the dojo, suddenly moved slightly, and a wave of energy spread out.
Feeling the breath fluctuations in Jing Yan's body, most of the three masters of the three flowers around him all smiled.
ended! With this word, he insisted on more than one hundred and fifty breathing times, but his breakout was over. More than one hundred and fifty breathing times, although very good, but it is impossible to win the opportunity to climb the Xianxian Bridge.
Wu Rong also sighed in his heart.
"After all ... I still can't climb Xianqiao! It's a pity, it's a pity. If the holding of the current Xianqiao Conference is postponed for tens of thousands of years, then this statement must be able to seize the opportunity?" Silently turned.
Although Sun Zhao was expressionless, he felt a little regretful in his heart. He also felt that this warrior named Yan Jin was very amazing. With the cultivation of a master warrior from the Yuan Dynasty, he can persist in the Red Devils for more than 150 breathing times. It can be said that this is a major feat.
Although regretful, the rules are the rules, and they cannot be changed.
Many warriors around looked at Zong Rong, a powerful man, waiting for his predecessors to announce Jing Yan's breakthrough performance.
Qi Rong's mouth opened slightly, and he was about to announce.
"Wait a minute!" Sun Zhao frowned and said suddenly.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Wu Rong looked at Sun Zhao with some confusion.
"Brother, look at Yan Jin." Sun Zhao's eyes looked at Jing Yan still sitting still, and said to Rong Rong in his mouth.
Hearing this sentence, Ji Rong was even more puzzled, with a puzzled look, he looked at Jing Yan.
"Well?" At this look, Rong Rong made a suspicious sound.
Jing Yan, who sat there, did not open his eyes. Other warriors, Void Body, opened their eyes immediately after the Red Devils civil war died. But Jing Yan still closed her eyes at this time.
"Predecessor Yu Rong ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Why not announce the results of Yanjin today?" The main of Sanhua could not help but urge.
Because Jing Yan's achievements are very close to those of their powerful Sanhua Lords. If they are delayed, it will be very unfavorable for them, the Sanhua Lords who have the opportunity.
Qi Rong ignored the enquiry of the Lord of Three Flowers, but looked at Sun Zhao, who nodded to him.
Ji Rong's arms spread out, and the divine power quickly made contact with the Red Devil Vortex. It was only a brief contact, and after a blink of time, Wu Rong regained his divine power.
He had a complex expression and looked at the soldiers around him and said, "The warriors who are speaking today are still in battle."
"How can it be?"
"A breath of turbulence just came out. Obviously, the nihilistic body has been killed. How could it be, still in battle?"
"Senior Jong Rong, is it wrong?"
"..."
Those strong Sanhua Lords are really anxious.
Even those Jiuding Lord Gods, who are not related to themselves, are all puzzled.
These people, of course, dare not doubt that the predecessors, Yong Rong and Sun Zhao, cheated on that backdoor. But the current situation is really incredible and incomprehensible.
Just when the scene was a little bit noisy, Ji Rong reached out and pressed down.
Jing Yan sitting on the dojo, above his body, was rippling, a thick and vast energy wave. This energy contains breath of divine power, divine spirit, and so on.
Everyone closed their mouths and looked at Jing Yan in shock. These people are no strangers to this kind of breath fluctuation. Just because he is not unfamiliar, he is so shocked that he cannot say a word.
Jing Yan's abdomen, in the sea of ​​God, above the nucleus, the third nucleus flower, rose slowly.
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