The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

The first thing that comes to mind is no longer his prestige, his noble status, or his good name.

Instead, at the seven-nation ranking event, he was defeated by a cultivator who was lower than his own one-level realm, and his reputation was extremely ridiculous.

This will become the laughing stock of other people's talk in his life, a great shame and shame that cannot be looked back.

He will live forever among Qin people, under the shadow of this Qin monk named Lin Yuan.

It's been like this ever since.

So he can't lose, not here anyway.

Even if you want to burn your own blood, even if you want to consume and overdraw your cultivation talent, you must not lose! !

Yan Ren's blood essence was burning fiercely, turning into countless strands of extremely pure spiritual power.

On the Cangyan Spear, Qingri, whose aura was severely suppressed by the two-color golden lotus, suddenly became full of Cangyan flames, and his spiritual pressure instantly soared.

Even the blue flames burning on Yanren's body were absorbed into it and gathered on the blue sun.

A group of coronal flame pillars with a height of ten feet erupted directly, spreading blue tongues of flames flying all over the sky, carrying a terrifying high temperature and a terrifying aura.

Several Fentian Flame Dragons opened their mouths wide from the blue sun, roaring ferociously and wanted to rush out of the bondage, but they were sucked back into the gradually shrinking and solidifying blue sun one by one.

All the blue flames on the blue sun gathered back and shrank, but the condensed spiritual pressure became more and more terrifying.

Under the increasingly heavy spiritual pressure, the airflow on the battle platform was completely chaotic.

Space is expanding and twisting, hissing.

The entire countertop suddenly cracked, melted, and became riddled with holes.

Even the outermost spiritual barrier was trembling slightly.

The entire sword nest was full of terrified cries, one after another.

On the rostrum, the elders of the Yan Kingdom who came together frowned and clenched their fists.

There was anger in each of the blue and purple faces, and they were all gloomy.

Prince Yan, the number one genius of the younger generation of Yan, did not hesitate to compromise his foundation of life and talent in practice, and burned his own blood!

Witnessing this scene with their own eyes, they almost exploded with rage, their eyes wished they could wring Lin Yuan into pieces with their own hands.

But they were unable to stop it. This was Yan Ren's own choice, and it was also an inevitable choice.

If Yan Ren loses head-on to a monk from the state of Qin who only has the profound spirit realm, then the entire country of Yan will be ashamed and ridiculed by monks from all over the world!

For Yan Ren, this is a battle that he simply cannot afford to lose.

on the battlefield.

"The fourth stage of the Cangyan Jue - Sun Ember Tribulation Flame!!"

Accompanied by Yan Ren's violent roar, his hair burned directly at this moment, turning into coke at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In his eyes, those desperate gazes filled with depletion of essence and blood, with this hoarse roar, all turned into a strong killing intent.

On the tip of the spear, the Sun of Green Flame also let out a roar, stirring up a wave of fire that covered the sky.

In the next instant, the Cangyan Spear swung down in the air.

"The pariah of Qin..."

Yan Ren's voice sounded extremely dry and hoarse, and when he opened his mouth, wisps of scorched green smoke came out of his mouth.

But he didn't care about it, still hissing and laughing like crazy.

"Give me death!!!"

The voice fell, accompanied by a loud bang, all the flames that exploded were connected at this moment.

That round of blue sun was like a meteorite from the sky, and the fluctuating blue light made it almost impossible for everyone to look directly at it, and it suddenly fell towards Lin Yuan.

jerk...

Wherever Qingri went, the space was severely distorted by expansion, and there was a tearing cry.

The violent spiritual pressure tornado brought about turbulence in the space, tearing Lin Yuan's clothes inch by inch.

His ears were also completely covered by the violent roar, and he couldn't hear any other sounds.

Looking at the blue sun that kept enlarging in his pupils, Lin Yuan frowned and took a deep breath.

After a moment of silence, a fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his arms, lifting the two-color golden lotus.

Chapter 132 Prince Yan benevolence, defeated!

The blue sun flew towards him, and the only remaining spiritual power in Lin Yuan's body was exerted to the extreme by him at this moment.

He tried his best to completely release all the power he could still exert.

The shredded flesh on the attached arms was torn apart again, and even the strength in the bone marrow was squeezed out by him.

A series of crackling explosions sounded from the bones all over the body.

As Lin Yuan unreservedly poured the last ray of spiritual power into Jinlian, the delicate balance between the spirits was broken.

An extremely restless tyrannical aura escaped, expanding infinitely within the little golden lotus.

"go!!!"

Just before the two-color golden lotus was about to explode completely, Lin Yuan swung his arms suddenly, threw it out, and smashed it forward.

The two-color golden lotus turned into a stream of light, like a meteor lightning, and shot towards the flying blue sun.

Under the gaze of countless tense eyes in the sword nest, two streamers of falling sun flashed across the air quickly, like meteorites colliding, colliding fiercely.

The screen is absolutely still at this moment.

All the sounds between the sky and the earth suddenly disappeared, and even the originally blazing sunlight suddenly dimmed.

But just for a moment, just for the next moment.

In everyone's ears, a roar that was more deafening than thunder sounded, and the impact made the hearts and souls tremble.

In everyone's line of sight, a mass of light that was more dazzling than the sun exploded, so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it.

On the main battle stage, the sky was filled with waves of fire, and the figures of Lin Yuan and Yan Ren were completely engulfed by the flames and storm in an instant.

The pitch that was originally pitch-black was turned green.

There were millions of monks in the audience, and everyone's face was reflected in a blend of blue and gold.

boom boom boom boom...

One lotus collided for a day, and the spiritual pressure collided and bloomed like a volcanic eruption, and the sky-shaking roar continued to resound over the entire sword nest.

The loud noise was like thunder descending into the world, making everyone's hearts tremble with fear.

The prairie fire with a radius of hundreds of feet overturned from the mid-air where the two collided, and spread wildly around the battle platform.

It was like a huge wave of flames from the Absolute Territory of the Flame God hitting the shore like a wave, sweeping through the spiritual barrier.

In just an instant, the entire main battle platform with a radius of one kilometer turned into a huge hemisphere of blue flames, like an overturned transparent brazier.

The flames spread, changing the color of the sky.

It seemed that the entire sky was burning with green flames, and that scene was like the end of the world.

The terrifying scorching heat, the explosion of spirit particles, and the ripples in space impacted the extremely fragile barrier.

The barrier that the referee elder casually built just now was completely destroyed by the terrifying power of the collision of two energies.

Pong! ! !

As the barrier broke unexpectedly, the blue flames in it spread out rapidly along with the continuous energy shock waves.

The blue flames spread out, forming a prairie fire in an instant, spreading rapidly.

The seats in the rows closest to the main battle platform began to soften, and some even burned.

And some of the contestants standing next to the battle stage turned pale and spurted blood from their mouths when they were hit by this energy.

They only felt that their bodies were going to be burned to the point of melting, even though they used all their spiritual power to resist, the pain was still unspeakable.

This was the case even off the court. One can imagine how terrible pressure Lin Yuan and Yan Ren, who were in the center of the explosion, would bear.

Under the impact of this terrifying energy, even if he is not dead, he will be severely disabled.

Cang Yan continued to spread outward, spreading around with the shock wave.

Seeing this uncontrollable situation, the entire arena resounded with horrified cries.

And as early as the first moment when the spiritual power barrier was broken, Yan Yangyan flew high and roared sharply.

"Build a spiritual barrier!"

As soon as he reminded him, the other elders had already followed him and flew up the next moment he left.

The fellow elders from the six countries and the referee elders of Fencang Flame Valley quickly dispersed to all directions around the sword nest.

Some of them may drive away the flames and ensure the safety of the audience present.

Some directly followed Yan Yangyan, flew to the sky above the main battle stage, and poured spiritual power into the barrier together.

A huge hemispherical barrier of spiritual power was formed in an instant, sealing all the explosive energy and blue flames in it, completely isolating it.

The situation was brought under control in an instant, and the panic on the field finally calmed down.

But the hearts of all the audience were beating wildly, and the souls were all trembling violently.

The terrified gazes in those eyes seemed to be looking up at a heavenly deity descended from the dust.

Their eyes were wide open, staring at the main battle stage which was still covered in flames, they couldn't calm down no matter what.

As for the faces of the contestants from the other six countries, they all paled in horror.

They were the closest to the main battle platform, and all of them were affected by the energy when the barrier was broken.

Some of the clothes were scorched black, and their faces were ashamed.

Some of the weaker ones were even bombarded with energy until they vomited blood and passed out, leaving many burnt scars on their bodies.

Looking at the main battle stage isolated by the barrier, cold sweat poured down their backs and foreheads like rain.

Thinking that they have fought against an existence with this kind of power before, and they can still stand here now, they feel a wave of fear in their hearts.

These are the young monks who represent their respective dynasties and come to participate in the ranking of the seven nations.

All of them have gone through layers of screening, and all of them are the young ones of the younger generation in every dynasty, or the proud daughters of the sky.

Deep in their hearts, they all carried a sense of superiority and arrogance as if they were born with masters.

As dragons and phoenixes among human beings, they firmly believe that they will achieve unlimited achievements in the future.

Either one side will be the overlord, or the power will be overwhelmed by the world, the future is bright.

That's why before the start of the match, when they learned that they were going to compete with a humble monk in the Profound Spirit Realm, they couldn't help but insult them.

It is easier to develop a sense of pride that I don't know where it comes from.

But now, the arrogance born in their hearts, the attitude that they think they are superior to others, and even the belief in spiritual cultivation have all collapsed.

Thinking of their sneering and sarcastic words towards Lin Yuan before, their faces were all hot.

The power that Lin Yuan exerted, not to mention them now, even if they were poor all their lives, it was almost impossible to reach this level.

In the enchantment, the energy collision has not been completely annihilated, and the blue flames are still surging more and more intensely.

Above the main battle stage, the faces of those Fencangyangu elders who also practiced the spirit of fire were solemn.

After years of practice, their body's tolerance to flames is much higher than that of ordinary people.

And among them, the lowest ones are all in the realm of power.

This kind of energy fluctuation of the five realms of the mortal body will not have any impact on them.

But in their eyes, there was a kind of horror that could not be concealed.

As the elders of Fencangyan Valley, they are well aware of the strength of Cangyan.

No matter how violent it is, even if it burns essence and blood, a cultivator in the Earth Spirit Realm will never be able to use Cang Yan's power like this.

What is really scary is that golden lotus.

It was the law-defying energy generated by the fusion of the spiritual particles that made Yanren's blue flames so violent and fueled its power.