At this time, Jingyan's range of activities was already very small

Fifteen red devil puppets overwhelmingly suppressed Jing Yan from all directions.

Although Jing Yan's gravity field was strong, but at the same time, it acted on the bodies of fifteen Red Devil puppets, and the effect was a bit unsatisfactory. Jing Yan has been able to persist until now, thanks to the preaching of Sun Zhao's predecessors that he received before.

If it weren't for Sun Zhao's predecessors' two sermons, which gave Jing Yan a deeper understanding of the use of the realm, then Jing Yan's virtual body might have been killed by the Red Devil puppet now.

"Boom!"

"Bang Bang!"

Jing Yan was full of fighting spirit, and although he was forced to the point of exhaustion, he still did not give up.

"Whoosh!"

A giant red axe roared.

Jing Yan's eyes froze, and he forcibly urged the divine power to exert the realm of nothingness.

The Void Realm was unleashed, and Jing Yan disappeared in place, but Jing Yan's body didn't fly far with the power of the law at all, and was intercepted by these red devil puppets again.

Another few breaths passed.

"Roar!" In the distance, another familiar roar came.

This is the sixteenth Red Devil puppet.

Sensing the approach of the sixteenth Red Devil puppet, Jing Yan's eyes showed a hint of helplessness. The fifteen Red Devil puppets around him forced him to the point of exhaustion. Now, here again, Jing Yan knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to hold on for another ten breaths.

Calculating the time, he had already held out for a full hundred and fifty breaths in the Red Devils' formation. This time has exceeded Kuai Rong and Sun Zhao's estimates. Both of them believed that Jing Yan was in the Red Devil Array, and one hundred and fifty breaths was the limit.

And now, Jing Yan has broken into the battle, and the time has exceeded one hundred and fifty breaths.

On the dojo, the expressions of those martial artists in the realm of the Three Flowers Lord God became more and more solemn.

In the Red Devil Array, insisting on one hundred and fifty breaths is the strongest among the three flower main gods. Those three-flower main gods who gave birth to four divine core flowers only insisted on the appearance of one hundred and fifty breaths to 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 more scorching battle intent.

It's death!

Nor will I give up.

That's the feeling of blood boiling!

"Kill!" Jing Yan roared, his long hair flew, his eyes were slightly red, his breath condensed, and the divine power of his whole body rushed out from the sea of gods.

Da Luo's immortal body is also constantly running.

"Tear Pull~"

A red axe light swept past Jing Yan's waist. A deep wound appeared in Jing Yan's abdomen.

Jing Yan gritted his teeth, and the sword intent realm slammed into the Red Devil puppet that almost cut him off.

Jing Yan had barely avoided this axe, but just the axe light that spread on the axe left a deep hole on Jing Yan's body. If it is directly hit by the axe, it is probably the Da Luo Immortal Body, and it will 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 on the dojo, suddenly moved slightly, and a wave of energy fluctuations overflowed.

Feeling the aura fluctuations on Jing Yan's body, most of the Sanhua Lord Divine Martial Artists around him smiled.

It's over! This is over, and he has lasted more than 150 breaths, but his breakthrough is still over. More than one hundred and fifty breaths, although it is very good, but if you want to win the chance of climbing the immortal bridge, it is unlikely.

Kuai Rong also sighed lightly in his heart.

"After all...... I still can't climb the Immortal Bridge! It's a pity, it's a pity. If the holding of this Xianqiao Conference is postponed for tens of thousands of years, then this speech must be able to win the opportunity, right?" Kuai Rong silently thought in his heart.

Although Sun Zhao's face was expressionless, he also felt some regret in his heart. He also felt that this martial artist named Yanjin was very amazing. With the cultivation of a Zhengyuan Lord Divine Martial Artist, he was able to persist in the red array for more than one hundred and fifty breaths. It can be said that this is not a small feat.

Although it is a pity, but the rules are the rules, they cannot be changed, and they cannot be changed.

Many martial artists around looked at Kuai Rong, a powerful man, waiting for Kuai Rong's seniors to announce Jing Yan's achievements.

The corners of Kuai Rong's mouth opened slightly, and he was about to announce.

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

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Kuai Rong looked at Sun Zhao, a little puzzled.

"Senior brother, look at Yan Jin. Sun Zhao's eyes looked at Jing Yan, who was still sitting cross-legged, and said to Kuai Rong.

Hearing this, Kuai Rong was even more puzzled, and with puzzled eyes, he looked at Jing Yan.

"Huh?" Seeing this, Kuai Rong let out a suspicious sound.

Jing Yan, who was sitting there, didn't open his eyes. The other martial artists, after the Void Body died in the Red Devil Array, would immediately open their eyes. But at this time, Jing Yan still had his eyes closed.

"Senior Kuai Rong, why haven't you announced Yan Jin's results?"

Because Jing Yan's results are already very close to the results of their powerful Sanhua main gods, if they delay it any longer, it will be very disadvantageous for them, the Sanhua main gods who have a chance.

Kuai Rong ignored the inquiry of the Three Flowers Lord God, but looked at Sun Zhao, who nodded at him.

Kuai Rong's arm spread, and the divine power quickly made contact with the red devil array vortex. It was only a short contact, and after a blink of an eye, Kuai Rong withdrew his divine power.

His expression was complicated, and he looked at the martial artists around him and said, "The martial artists are still in the middle of the battle. ”

"How is that possible?"

"There were breath fluctuations just now, and it was obvious that the Void Body had died in battle. How come, still fighting?"

"Senior Kuairong, is it a mistake?"

“......”

Those stronger Sanhua main gods are really in a hurry.

Even those Jiuding main gods who had nothing to do with themselves were puzzled.

These people, of course, don't dare to suspect that the two seniors, Kuai Rong and Sun Zhao, are cheating for Na Yan. But the current situation is really unbelievable and incomprehensible.

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

Jing Yan, who was sitting on the dojo, was rippling above his body, and a thick and vast energy fluctuation breath was spreading. This energy contains divine power, divine soul power, and so on.

Everyone closed their mouths at once and looked at Jing Yan in horror. These people are no strangers to this kind of aura fluctuation. It is precisely because he is not a stranger that he is extremely shocked and can't say a word.

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