"You three, come to me."

When he saw Qin Yichen and the others, Feng Ying frowned slightly, and immediately, a majestic voice came out of his mouth.

Hearing this, Qin Yichen and the other three froze slightly. However, they simply could not refuse the latter's words here, so after a slight pause, they strode towards Feng Ying's direction.

Go.

However, Qin Yichen soon discovered something was wrong. While walking like this, he felt that the rich energy seeping out of the holy pool actually fell on them, making his body heavier and heavier.

.

However, for a moment, Qin Yichen felt that every step he took was like walking with a mountain on his back. Every time he stepped out, his feet sank deeply into the hard mountain ground.

Less than half the distance away, Qingluan groaned, staggered, and almost fell to the ground. At the critical moment, it was Qin Yichen who helped him to save him from such embarrassment.

"No help!"

Just when Qin Yichen was about to ask about Qingluan's status, Feng Ying's somewhat cold voice suddenly sounded.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yichen was slightly stunned, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, you'd better not help him. If he can't bear this little energy, I don't think there's any need for him to accept the baptism of divine blood."

But when Qin Yichen wanted to refute, the fourth elder who led them here suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, Qin Yichen's face froze. Although he suspected that Feng Ying was deliberately embarrassing them because he was targeting him, he had no objection to the envoy. From the latter's previous attitude, it was not difficult to see that he would never

Maybe it was because of some face-saving thing that I deliberately embarrassed them.

Come to think of it, Feng Ying's move may not only be directed at him, but may have another profound meaning.

"Brother Chaochen, please go first and don't worry about me."

At this time, Qingluan slightly pushed Qin Yichen's palm away, squeezed out a smile on his ugly face, and said to Qin Yichen.

Seeing the determined look in Qingluan's eyes, Qin Yichen was slightly distracted. He suddenly remembered that if it weren't for his halo, the latter would also be the most genius among the Sky-Devouring Green Mink clan.

As the young patriarch of the Sky Swallowing Green Marten Clan, he has his own dignity. Come to think of it, the latter is not willing to hide behind him all the time!

"Be careful."

Finally, Qin Yichen took a deep breath, murmured softly to Qingluan, then took steps again and walked forward.

Although each step they took made their soles sink deeply into the mountainous terrain, Qin Yichen and Shi Shengtian did not pause too much, but walked toward Feng Ying's location at a constant speed.

Seeing this scene, many powerful people from the Phoenix Clan had a look of surprise in their eyes.

In fact, these Phoenix Clan powerhouses all know that the energy in the holy pool is extremely rich. Even if it is blocked, that rich energy still seeps out faintly. If you walk around the holy pool, it will be so rich.

The extreme accumulation of energy, if someone is not strong enough, is very likely to be crushed by this energy!

The performance of Qin Yichen and Shi Shengtian undoubtedly proved their strength!

In just a moment, Qin Yichen and Shi Shengtian walked half a circle along the holy pool and came to a place not far from Feng Ying. Although they were sweating profusely, their expressions were very normal. It was obvious that

, carrying that kind of energy forward is not too difficult for them.

While being surprised by the performance of Qin Yichen and Shi Shengtian, many eyes looked behind them. There was still a little half distance away from Feng Ying, and there was a figure walking forward with difficulty, at that speed.

, it’s really embarrassing.

"Haha, look at that guy, he seems to be dying."

"How is it possible for a mere intermediate holy level person to cover more than half of the distance of the holy pool?"

"Oh, it's so slow. What a waste of time."

Looking at Qingluan's struggling state, the many strong men on the mountain not only showed no sympathy in their eyes, but instead, while waiting, voices of impatience could be heard quietly.

"I'll give you a stick of incense. If you can't get here, your qualifications will be cancelled."

Amidst the murmurs of ridicule, Feng Ying also frowned and said impatiently.

Hearing this, Qin Yichen's face couldn't help but darken. After walking all the way, he realized that the more he reached the end, the greater the pressure he had to bear.

With Qingluan's strength, whether he can get here is a question. As for the time of a stick of incense, I'm afraid he has no hope of crossing the next distance!

However, in response to Feng Ying's words, many Feng clan strongmen nodded with satisfaction. The opening of the holy pool and the appearance of three outsiders was already an exception. Naturally, they were unwilling to do so because of a foreigner with such unbearable strength.

People, postpone the opening time.

"Brother Qingluan, come on!"

Looking at the strong men of the Phoenix clan with expressions of indifference and even sarcasm, Qin Yichen felt powerless for a while. He could only shout secretly in his heart.

When Qingluan heard this, his face turned pale. Faced with the gazes of those strange eyes, he could grit his teeth and persevere, but if he was allowed to cross this distance in just one stick of incense, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to.

Too realistic.

However, under the gaze of many strange eyes, Qingluan took a deep breath and did not give up. Instead, he picked up his steps with difficulty and walked forward step by step.

However, anyone can see that Qingluan's speed is getting slower and slower. In the end, every time he takes a step, he has to pause for a moment before he can continue to move.

Time passed minute by minute, and although Qingluan did not stop there, more than half of the time it took for him to burn a stick of incense had already passed.

As time goes by, the original sarcasm on the faces of those Phoenix Clan strongmen gradually dissipates. Although Qingluan is only an intermediate Saint-level strength, in the eyes of most Feng Clan strongmen, he is really

It's not worth mentioning, but the latter's persistent belief moved them.

"Brother Qingluan, don't give up!"

Looking at the struggling figure, Qin Yichen couldn't help but feel anxious, but there was nothing he could do about it.

However, even though the attitudes of many powerful people from the Feng Clan changed, Qingluan's footsteps finally stopped several hundred feet away from Feng Ying.

At this time, the time for burning incense is running out!

"The time is coming..."

At this time, the look of disdain on Feng Ying's face gradually dissipated. However, he also knew that if he continued to wait, he might not be able to reach this point in half an hour, and they did not have such a
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