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The core of the Shengyan barrier.
The withered Zhou Yuan and Jiatu faced each other from a distance.
But at this time, the momentum of both parties had undergone earth-shaking changes. Nagatu lost his previous calmness, and his uncertain expression showed the fear in his heart at this time.
He couldn't help but be frightened. Although the flames sprayed out by Zhou Yuan seemed as tiny as a candle flame, Jiatu was the strongest Tianyang Realm in the Saint Ancestor Heaven, and his experience was naturally extraordinary, so he knew best.
, that wisp of fire is so terrifying.
That is the holy fire that only saints can condense!
Rumor has it that it can even burn the legal domain!
Although Zhou Yuan's holy fire is too weak, no matter how weak it is, it is still a holy fire. This is not a power that they in the Tianyang realm can come into contact with.
"Zhou Yuan, you are so cruel."
"You burned your flesh, blood, soul, and origin energy just to create this holy fire. This kind of power is beyond your reach. You will pay a heavy price." Jatu's voice was filled with shock and anger.
Although he didn't understand how Zhou Yuan created this holy fire, he could feel that Zhou Yuan's flesh, blood, soul, and origin energy were all in a state of burning. In other words, the holy fire summoned by Zhou Yuan,
Also using him as fuel.
If this continues, Zhou Yuan will be burned alive.
Jiatu took a deep breath, his eyes changed, and he said slowly: "Zhou Yuan, I have to admit that you are a strong enemy. I am now willing to give in. I allow you to take the troops from the five heavens to withdraw from the barrier, and even eventually
I can still leave behind three main veins of ancestral energy."
"You have unlimited potential in the future, so there is no need to die with me here."
It could be heard that Jatu was shrinking, and he was forced to give in.
In Jiatu's view, Zhou Yuan is now a lunatic making a last-ditch effort. If he really wants to fight, even he has no confidence that he can escape unscathed by the power of the holy fire.
Jatu's voice was directly transmitted to the ears of everyone in the Shengyan Formation. Faced with his retreat, even those members of the Holy Clan remained silent and did not speak out to object.
Because they also realized how terrifying Zhou Yuan was at this time.
The men and horses in the five heavens also watched this scene in silence.
The ability to push Jiatu to this point now relies on Zhou Yuan's own strength, and he has paid a huge price for this. If it is as Jiatu said, Zhou Yuan is almost burning his life now.
So they don't have the right to make any choice.
Countless eyes were focused on that withered figure at this moment.
But under those gazes, there was no trace of emotion on Zhou Yuan's frighteningly withered face, but deep in his eyes, there seemed to be a faint firelight dancing. Under that wisp of firelight, it seemed that even the heaven and the earth were moving.
Trembling and wailing in fear.
"You saints are arrogant and cruel. Such words are just a joke."
He shook his head slightly and said calmly: "In my opinion, only the dead saints are good saints."
Zhou Yuan's answer was obviously extremely obvious, because his current state did require a heavy price to be paid, and time was still limited. He felt that Nagatu should have guessed it, so he deliberately used this as a lure.
Trying to delay him.
And once he retreats from this state, I am afraid that Jatu will immediately take action and kill him completely.
Instead of doing this, it's better to do it cleanly.
The price has been paid, so is there any reason to retreat?
Jiatu looked gloomy and said slowly: "Are you really going to give up this life? Under the holy fire, you will not even be able to survive, and you will completely disappear from this world."
Then Zhou Yuan no longer paid attention to him, and there was a faint fire dancing in his withered body.
He opened his mouth, smoke rose from it, and the next moment, several sparks spurted out.
As soon as those sparks came out, they gathered together and formed a wisp of candlelight. The flames swayed slightly and disappeared into thin air.
But at this moment, Jiatu's hair stood on end, and the indescribable aura of death directly enveloped him.
"The Art of the Holy Eyes, the Divine Armor of the Galaxy!"
Jatu's figure shot back violently and roared at the same time. At this moment, the sacred pupils between his eyebrows opened tiny gaps, and blood flowed out, which looked extremely terrifying.
Obviously, Jatu has completely mobilized all the forces.
Because he knew that that seemingly ordinary flame had the power to completely destroy him.
Boom boom!
The void shattered, and only a series of galaxies appeared out of thin air. They were extremely gorgeous. The galaxies surrounded him and then covered his body, forming a pair of armor emitting starlight.
This is Jatu’s last life-saving trump card!
And just when the Galaxy Divine Armor appeared, the void quietly cracked open around it, and sparks flew out one after another, falling directly on the Starlight Divine Armor.
Then, countless eyes were horrified to see that Nagatu's strongest defense actually began to melt where the sparks fell.
Jiatu's pupils tightened, and his body began to tremble slightly at this moment.
The death aura brought by those sparks actually made him suffocate.
At this ◇zero moment, he understood that any of his methods were as fragile as tofu under the sparks of the holy fire.
Jatu did not dare to move at all, because he knew that if he moved a little louder, those sparks would completely destroy him.
However, even if he didn't move, it could only slow down the spread of the flames.
He was already in a countdown to death.
Now Jiatu could only stare at Zhou Yuan's withered figure, with deep regret welling up in his eyes.
If he had known that this would be the result, he would definitely kill Zhou Yuan at all costs as soon as he entered Gu Yuantian.
"I didn't expect that I, Jiatu, would fall into your hands." Jiatu said. He had obviously been extremely cautious, but who would have thought that the boat would capsize.
"But you will die too!"
Jatu's face was ferocious.
In his perception, Zhou Yuan's flesh, blood, soul, and origin energy were all turned into fuel, so the latter was almost exactly like him, trapped in a countdown to death.
Zhou Yuan still ignored him. He flicked his sleeves and shot out a dozen formation flags, which landed in some directions at the core. Finally, his figure moved and appeared in the seat where Jatu was sitting cross-legged before.
The tops of towering mountains.
This is the core point of the Shengyan barrier.
"Zhou Yuan! If you dare to ruin the important affairs of our Saint Clan, our Saint Clan will definitely crush you to ashes, and then kill everyone related to you!" When Jiatu saw this, his pupils suddenly turned scarlet.
Stern threats.
His figure couldn't help but move a step, and suddenly a look of pain appeared on his face. A wisp of sparks directly penetrated the Galaxy Armor, turning one of his arms into nothingness in an instant.
At this time, within the Shengyan barrier, the Saint clan men and horses finally started to panic, with fear on their faces.
Countless screams resounded.
But no one can enter the core except Jiatu. Now that the core has fallen into Zhou Yuan's hands, they can only watch helplessly.
Ah! Ah!
Then, countless roars of rage, despair and fear sounded.
Once Zhou Yuan reverses the barrier, it will inevitably lead to devastating results.
Unlike the almost crazy men and horses of the Saint Clan, the men and horses of the five heavens looked at this scene with complicated eyes. There was a strong look of respect in their eyes when they looked at the withered figure.
Wow.
The next moment, countless figures bowed their heads in that direction, clasped their hands together, touching the position of their hearts, and performed a solemn ancient ritual passed down from ancient times.
What Zhou Yuan did today was enough to make his name spread throughout the five heavens.
It was at this moment that the formation flag in Zhou Yuan's hand was planted on the top of the mountain amid the desperate and furious gazes of the saints.