Yuan Hongwen murmured in his eyes, and said calmly: "This kid is indeed beyond my expectation, especially his speed is unmatched among the Earth Immortals, but in terms of strength, he is not good, he can't last more than sixty breaths. "

Hao Bo nodded. He had no objection to Yuan Hongwen's judgment, and he had 100% confidence in it.

It is not without reason that Yuan Hongwen can be called the son of God descended from heaven, and he is given priority by Dou Hua, the God of Chaos.

At the fifty-first breath, the coercion was like a tide, rolling in, Ji Chenyan's beautiful eyes changed slightly, she looked at Zhuo Wen not far away, bit her teeth, and the moment she touched the coercion, her whole body trembled, Pale and crumbling.

Sighing lightly, Ji Chenyan stepped on his jade foot and left the Immortal Pond. So far, there are only two people left in the Immortal Pond, namely Pan Fei at the peak of Earth Immortal and Zhuo Wen at the early stage of Earth Immortal.

"This kid can still persist, damn it..."

He Yu's eyes were extremely gloomy, and his heart was full of jealousy. He was extremely unhappy that Zhuo Wen could persist until now.

Of course, He Yu's heart is full of fear. Zhuo Wen's strength seems to have changed since he was promoted to the early stage of Earth Immortal, and he has become so powerful. The most fearful thing for him is Zhuo Wen's speed. .

Not only He Yu, but other representatives of the Shengfu family, such as Kong Haoqian, Wei Rui, Situ Nianyue and others also showed signs of fear and began to secretly pay attention to Zhuo Wen.

Among this group of people, Jiang Zhe from the Binghuo family was the most unbalanced in his heart. At this moment, Jiang Zhe's eyes were fixed on Zhuo Wen, but his heart was extremely complicated and resentful.

He never imagined that back then, this son was just a small Yangtian Holy Realm, and in his eyes, he was just an ant that could be easily crushed to death. In the early days of Earth Immortal.

Not only that, but this son's strength is even more unpredictable, making it difficult for Jiang Zhe to see through. Originally, Jiang Zhe planned to completely eradicate this Zhuo Wen at the end of the war of gods.

But now it seems that whether he can kill Zhuo Wen is probably full of unknowns.

At this moment, the fifty-first breath of coercion came violently, turning into an invisible tide, crushing it with a crash, and crashing on the only two people left in the fairy pond.

Pan Fei's eyes were serious, he shouted angrily, and once again used the fairy beast claws, the huge beast claws held Pan Fei in his palm, resisting the terrifying coercion that came.

And Zhuo Wen's eyes were solemn, in front of this tide-like coercion, his speed no longer had any advantage, and he had to resist hard.

"This kid seems to be reaching his limit. Under this coercion, his speed has no advantage."

He Yu sneered, and everyone else in the square nodded in agreement. Zhuowen's attack power is not particularly strong, and his only advantage is his terrifying speed. Since the speed doesn't work, Zhuowen will lose his only by virtue of.

Zhuo Wen stood quietly, staring quietly at the surging invisible tide, and then he saw his palms together, and a terrifying golden light erupted from his body.

"Immortal art asked the Buddha! I asked the Buddha: One flower, one world, one leaf, one Tathagata, one Zen, one Bodhi!"

A solemn voice slowly recited from Zhuowen's mouth, and then a terrifying Buddha's light shot up into the sky, covering Zhuowen's whole body.

This Buddha's light shrouded the void, and finally manifested a huge phantom of an ancient Buddha sitting in the void.

Zhuo Wen stepped out step by step and came to the phantom of the ancient Buddha, and saw a huge bodhi tree blooming in front of the phantom of the ancient Buddha. Zhuo Wen came under the bodhi tree, sat cross-legged, and recited With complicated scriptures.

The golden sutra spit out from Zhuo Wen's mouth, like a long snake, surrounding the phantom of the ancient Buddha, forming an extremely strong defense.

Boom boom boom!

At the moment when the phantom of the ancient Buddha was formed, a tidal wave of coercion rushed over the phantom of the ancient Buddha, producing endless bursting sounds.

When the phantom of the ancient Buddha held the orchid fingers, sat cross-legged, and chanted silently, he remained motionless, as still as a mountain, unaffected by the coercion of the tide.

Zhuo Wen's fairy art asked about Buddha's magic change. During this period of time, he often asked Shi Ji for advice. After Shi Ji's words and deeds, he had a qualitatively changed understanding of asking about Buddha's magic change. In addition, his cultivation had already advanced to the early stage of the earth immortal. At this moment The displayed Wenfo is much, much stronger than before.

"blocked!"

Everyone in the square looked at the phantom of the ancient Buddha sitting in the sky, and there was an uproar. Everyone didn't expect that Zhuo Wen actually possessed such a terrifying and powerful immortal technique.

But Dou Hua's eyes were narrowed, but he took a deep look at Shi Ji. This fairy art asked Shi Ji to perform it before him, and it was Shi Ji's famous fairy art, and it was also the strongest fairy art.

Shi Ji is willing to pass on such powerful fairy arts to Zhuo Wen, which shows that Shi Ji really treats Zhuo Wen as his heir.

Fifty-second breath, fifty-third breath... The phantoms of the strong men in the center of the fairy pond are still stepping out one by one. As the number of steps increases, the coercion becomes stronger and more strange. .

At the 60th breath, the coercion in the Immortal Pond has reached an extremely terrifying level. Even a late-stage Earth Immortal warrior, if he is in this place, his body may collapse directly crushed by this coercion.

Pan Fei's face was pale, and the animal claws surrounding him collapsed immediately, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood, and had no choice but to exit the Immortal Pond directly.

However, the gains he gained this time are not small. He has stayed in this fairy pond for 60 breaths, and the amount of fairy energy he has absorbed is enough to match his previous 60 years of hard work. This is extremely terrifying ratio.

And when Pan Fei withdrew, the phantom of the huge ancient Buddha sitting cross-legged by Zhuo Wen also began to tremble violently, and fine cracks appeared on the surface.

At the entrance of the central shrine, Hao Bo looked at the cracks on the surface of the phantom of the ancient Buddha with narrowed eyes, and couldn't help but admire Yuan Hongwen: "Young master is really good at predicting things, and this son's limit is indeed at sixty breaths. It seems that this time In the battle of the gods, it is simply impossible to have someone like the young master who can last a hundred breaths in the fairy pond."

With his hands behind his back, Yuan Hongwen stared at Zhuo Wen in the Immortal Pond below and said, "It's very rare for this son to last for sixty breaths. If I'm right, the immortal energy absorbed by these sixty breaths may make this son feel better afterwards." Let's advance to the middle stage of Earth Immortal."

Hao Po nodded. The benefits of Immortal Pond are well known, and it can greatly increase the chance of breakthrough. With Zhuo Wen's comprehension, if chance coincides, it is really possible to break through to the late stage of Earth Immortal afterwards. JrNovels.com