C871 The power of the martial saint

The situation became increasingly tense.

Although it was no longer convenient for Li Hentian and the rest to interfere in the matter of face for the sect, having found an excuse, killing intent had already rose in Yan Lei's eyes.

And after knowing that the Battle Abyss Stone and their bodies actually contained Imperial Qi s, countless cultivators were shocked in their hearts.

After all, no one knew what Imperial Qi represented.

Imperial Qi!

This was an essential item to be able to become a Emperor Level expert, and also an essential item to break through into the Emperor Level.

If there were no Imperial Qi, reaching the Saint-rank was already the limit.

No matter how heaven-defying his talent was, it was impossible for him to break through this restriction.

This was reality!

Therefore, the allure Imperial Qi had for Saint Rank Expert was so great that it could make them do anything crazy.

Although Ouyang Shuo and the rest had already explained it, not many were willing to believe it.

However, not many people dared to expose these words of face.

"Brat, how are you? If this goes on, your little life will not be preserved. " You Lian could not help but shout with the sound transmission.

"This won't do, the Tripterygium Wilfordii Maxim's power is still in my body and it hasn't finished transforming. Moreover, the three great Power of Law are still transforming as well." Zhan Tianming replied with a frown.

At this moment, Zhan Tianming's three great attributes were decreasing. Of his original ninety-nine attributes, he only had a little over forty points left, and it was still decreasing slowly. And along with the decrease in the attributes, the three Power of Law s, fire, ice and thunder, were also constantly growing.

Even though You Lian didn't know how he managed to do it, he could still sense the changes in Zhan Tianming's body.

The terrifying power of the Tripterygium Wilfordii Maxim was constantly tempering Zhan Tianming's body.

Fire Law, The Law of Ice, Law of Thunder.

These three strong Power of Law s were also growing in Zhan Tianming's body.

Three great Power of Law s appeared at the same time, even You Lian felt that it was unbelievable.

Other people would all be born with the same kind of Power of Law when they break through from the clan to the honored level, yet Zhan Tianming's body had three kinds of life simultaneously, and was even being refined by the Tripterygium Wilfordii Maxim at the same time. This was simply an unprecedented miracle, and even You Lian had started to feel that if he could somehow transform into his own body and forcibly take over Zhan Tianming's body in the future, how great would that be?

After all, such a body was the only existence in the world.

However, You Lian didn't do anything now.

He did not forget the strange ability Zhan Tianming used to devour his soul.

If he said swallow it, then swallow it!

He had no power to resist at all.

Before he was clear on the situation, he would never blindly attack again.

"Ying Er, can you cast an illusion to affect that old thing in the Blood Spirit Sect?" Zhan Tianming asked.

Although his eyes were closed, he knew very well what was happening around him. He did not want his brothers and two beauties to be threatened by death.

Ying Er frowned, her blue eyes looked through the War Pet's space, at the same time looking at Yan Lei who was filled with dense killing intent.

After a moment, she shook her head and said: "Master, that person is too strong. Ying Er's current illusion techniques have no effect on him. However, if there is a chance, Ying Er will use her Eye of The Siren to make a surprise attack, but whether she can hit it or not is a completely different story. "

"Alright, I understand." Zhan Tianming secretly nodded.

Indeed!

No matter what realm the opponent was in, as long as the Eye of The Siren could hit, it would definitely petrify the opponent.

However, with Ying Er's current strength, even if it was a sudden attack, she might not be able to hit a Five-star Martial Saint Ranker.

"Nanny master, Jiao Jiao will also help." Long Jiaojiao said with an adorable expression.

"Mmm, Jiao Jiao is the most obedient." Zhan Tianming praised.

After that, Zhan Tianming retracted his consciousness and continued to pay close attention to the absorption process of the Tripterygium Wilfordii Maxim. After all, this was the main reason why he couldn't move right now.

The terrifying Power of Thunder was constantly attacking the cells in their bodies.

Crack, crack, crack …

Crack, crack, crack …

The Seven Colored Thunder Soul was incredibly profound. Every thread of energy that struck the cell caused it to undergo subtle changes.

And at this time, the murderous Yan Lei finally moved again.

"Humph!" "Little devils, this old man will give you one last chance. Leave now, and I will let bygones be bygones. If you continue to be stubborn, don't blame me for killing all of you."

Phew...

The moment his voice fell, a terrifying pressure burst out from Yan Lei's body, directly pressing down towards Feng Wushuang, Liao Qingyun and the others.

In an instant, as if an invisible mountain had descended from the sky, the faces of Feng Wushuang and the others changed slightly.

"Puff …"

Dugu Jian who was already severely injured, immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, in his eyes, the will to fight still raged.

Xiang Er was the weakest out of everyone present, and after being struck by the pressure, her face became extremely pale, and she also spat out a mouthful of blood, before fainting.

"Sister!"

Zongzheng Wanyou wanted to help Xiang Er, but in the end she was not strong enough, and she too was shocked to the point where she spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Puff …"

"Hey, ugly bastard, don't move." Feng Wushuang said in a serious tone.

Following that, a surge of power split out from her body and enveloped Zongzheng Wanyou and Xiang Er's body, allowing the two girls to not be directly crushed to death by the pressure.

"You …" Zongzheng Wanyou frowned as she looked at Feng Wushuang.

Feng Wushuang lightly snorted: "Don't look at me, it's not that I want to save you, I'm just afraid that if you die, that bastard Zhan Tianming will be hurt."

Hearing that, Zongzheng Wanyou was stunned, her eyes stared straight at Feng Wushuang, he did not know what to say.

"Everyone fight it together. Otherwise, it's impossible to survive by yourself." Liao Qingyun said in a serious tone.

Instantly, everyone nodded their heads.

Following that, all of their powers started to spread out, converging towards the center, forming a powerful force that welcomed the terrifying pressure coming from Yan Lei's body.

"Humph!" Yan Lei let out a low snort, and his old face immediately darkened, "Since you all want to court death, then don't blame this old man."

Rumble …

Rumble …

As his voice fell, the pressure from his voice multiplied.

The expressions of Feng Wushuang, Liao Qingyun and the rest changed once again, becoming more serious and unsightly.

Yan Lei seemed to no longer want to delay any further and slowly raised his right hand.

A terrifying fist power, accompanied by the powerful law of the earth, hovered around the fist. Even the dust in the sky was affected by the Power of Law and became extremely unstable.

Looking at Zhan Tianming and the rest in the center, the killing intent in Yan Lei's eyes grew cold.

"Humph!" "All of you, die!"