Chapter 1144: Lu Aochen, you hurt us!
Chapter 1144 Lu Aochen, you hurt us!
The ancient bell kept ringing, and the barrier was broken bit by bit.
Everyone was sweating like rain, and the body was even more exhausted, and even the consciousness gradually became a little loose.
Finally, most of the ancient bell was embedded in the barrier, and only a few inches remained outside.
However, at this time, the saints around were on the verge of running out of oil, and they couldn't hold on anymore.
"No way, I really can't hold on." A saint master's legs weakened and fell to the ground.
"I can't hold it anymore." After being infected by him, another sage fell down immediately.
"Young Master..." Qin Kuangge looked at Lu Aochen anxiously. Although his cultivation is far better than others, but by injecting holy energy with all his might, he is also on the verge of exhaustion, relying only on firm will to support him.
Song Yuan is also still struggling to persist unwaveringly. Although she only has two red holy beads between her eyebrows, her strength is not as good as Qin Kuangge, or even compared with other sage masters, but she has to talk about her will. Zhizheng, she is no worse than anyone.
However, both Qin Kuangge and Song Yuan are very clear that if other people give up one by one like this, even if they fight their lives, they will not be able to sustain it.
Lu Aochen looked at the ancient clock, then looked around at the saint master who had reached its limit and obviously couldn't hold on anymore, and made a handprint again, and his equally exhausted face also showed an incomprehensible smile again. Meaning, so indifferent and ruthless.
Suddenly, the huge formation at the foot was like that ancient clock, emitting a dazzling golden light, shrouding everyone in it, like a huge golden cage.
"Master Lu, what is this?" A sage master asked with strong anxiety in his heart.
As soon as the voice fell, he felt an invisible suction coming from the formation, and his remaining holy energy poured out and poured into the formation completely uncontrollably.
He slumped to the ground under his feet, his pale face showing extreme horror. But everything is not over, although the last trace of holy energy has been poured out, but under that strong suction, the blood in his body began to boil, and went retrograde in the direction of that suction.
With the soft sound of "pop", the blood vessels burst open, and bloodshot sprayed out, instantly dyeing his clothes red.
"Ah!" The sage master let out a scream, forced to run the exercises, trying to contend with the suction. Under the extreme panic, his potential was stimulated to the extreme, and the sea of qi that had dried up turned out to be like a shower of rain, once again breeding a trace of holy energy. But immediately, this trace of holy energy was forcibly peeled off by that powerful gravitational force and injected into the formation.
In order to survive, he can only continue to forcefully use the exercises to stimulate his potential to the extreme. However, the human potential is always limited. Soon, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his whole person seemed to be tens of years old, his potential was gradually exhausted, and his vitality was constantly exhausted.
Finally, he lay on the ground feebly, losing the last look in his eyes, and his body was as dry as a corpse.
No one will sympathize with what happened to him, because everyone is in desperation just like him. Amid the screams, one sage after another exhausted all the potential, all the life force, desperately fell to the ground, and gradually became cold.
"Lu Aochen, you hurt us!" A saint master glared blood-red eyes and roared in anger. He finally realized that this formation was weird, and Lu Aochen had no good intentions at all.
(End of this chapter)
