"Now, all the trump cards are used, 17,000 Chaos Power." Su Chen thought in his heart, this feeling of getting stronger every moment is really intoxicating.
This holy pattern stick is really a shocking treasure!
The evil spirit and aura of gods and demons contained in it are really frightening.
Time passes minute by minute.
More and more, the place became silent.
Because, Su Chen held the holy pattern stick for a hundred breaths.
For these one hundred breaths, Su Chen didn't move at all, and didn't ring the bell at all. It was like he was frozen, like he was petrified.
Anyway, no one can understand what Su Chen is doing
The old man who led the way was already furious and even wanted to directly deprive Su Chen of the right to ring the bell.
But as time went by, his expression gradually changed to something else.
Because, it’s been a hundred breaths! ! !
I have been holding the sacred stick for a hundred breaths...
It’s a bit too much, a bit exaggerated, a bit scary!
It is difficult, really difficult to hold a holy pattern stick with 10,000 Chaos Power for a hundred breaths. According to the estimation of the old man who led the way, the average second-level Supreme Emperor Realm warrior cultivator cannot do it.
At this moment, even the eyes of Shang Getian, Dugu Yan, Sui Bai, Liu Zidao and others gradually changed, and even frowned.
Perhaps Su Chen was really trying to please others.
Maybe it’s a bit scary to go so far as to sensationalize.
It's like someone standing upstairs and throwing money downstairs to please others. At first, he must have been ridiculed as a fool, pretending to be a bitch...
But gradually, this person has been spreading money for a long time, and he has spread out 1 billion.
At this time, another thought came to me. I would definitely think, this person is really rich, his financial resources are really scary!
Now, Su Chen insists on holding the holy pattern stick for more than a hundred breaths. This is the situation...
"Hmph, no matter how long you hold the Saint Pattern Stick, you can't strike the Saint Pattern Bell. If the Saint Pattern Bell doesn't ring a sound, it means nothing!" Suddenly, Snake Killed the Sky said loudly.
As soon as these words came out.
Many geniuses nodded.
yes!
Even if you can hold the Saint Pattern Stick for a hundred breaths, which is exaggerated and incredible, but if you can't strike the Saint Pattern Bell, it will still be 0, meaning nothing.
That's this moment.
Su Chen smiled.
kindness.
He smiled.
After a hundred breaths, he finally absorbed all the evil spirit and divine and demonic aura in the holy pattern stick.
It's so cool.
"Using all his trump cards, the pure physical power reached the terrifying figure of 20,000 Chaos Power." A proud smile appeared on Su Chen's lips.
Just one hundred breaths, pure physical strength, increased the power of chaos by a full 5,000. How exaggerated, how heaven-defying, how scary
Have you had any great adventures
"And what about the Saint Pattern Bell? It seems that the Saint Pattern Bell contains more evil spirit and aura of gods and demons than the Saint Pattern Stick!!!" Su Chen raised his eyes and stared at the Saint Pattern Bell in front of him, thinking in his heart, longing for it. Extremely.
After absorbing the Saint Pattern Bell, my strength will increase crazily. Doubling it is not a problem!
"Hahaha... What a great adventure, have you?" Su Chen laughed in his heart.
"Su Chen, are you still knocking on the Saint Pattern Bell? If you want to strike, please hurry up." The old man who led the way finally spoke, but his tone was still good. It can be said that Su Chen was holding the Saint Pattern Stick. Over a hundred breaths, something shook him.
Although he didn't like Su Chen's flamboyant personality, he had to admit that Su Chen's talent was terrifying to a certain extent, so terrifying that he even took the initiative to suppress his dislike...
"Knock, of course." Su Chen said with a smile.
Then, he held the holy pattern stick and walked towards the holy pattern bell.
He looked really relaxed holding the sacred pattern stick!
No wonder, to Su Chen, the current holy pattern stick is equivalent to the weight of 2000 Chaos Power, and Su Chen himself has the strength of 20000 Chaos Power.
Ten times the difference.
Can't it be easy
"He is really scary." Liu Zidao muttered to himself.
"Su Chen, come on!" Nan Yunyi was a little nervous and clenched her fists in anticipation.
At this moment, thousands of tight, bright eyes were fixed on Su Chen, unblinking and looking forward to it.
After a while.
Ding!
The sacred bell rang.
Su Chen struck the first time.
The sound is still very crisp.
Nan Yunyi and Feng Yinqing breathed a sigh of relief. At least, Su Chen knocked, right? It will never go down to 0.
In fact, the two women were a little worried that Su Chen would die, because Su Chen held on to the holy stick for hundreds of breaths, and you can imagine how much energy he consumed. In this case, it was really possible to die. Fortunately, Su Chen did not disappoint.
If you don't score 0, it's a good result.
At least, Nan Yunyi and Feng Yinqing thought it was pretty good.
But then, a strange scene happened.
After Su Chen hit the Saint Pattern Bell with the Saint Pattern Stick, he didn't even lift the Saint Pattern Stick to hit it a second time.
Instead, he kept the holy pattern stick pressed against the holy pattern bell.
This scene gave everyone present the first thought: Su Chen lost his strength! ! ! I rang the sacred pattern bell once, but I didn’t have the extra energy to pick up the sacred pattern stick again and strike it a second time!
"Su Chen, come on!" Feng Yinqing and Nan Yunyi became nervous, muttering, and their emotions fluctuated greatly.
The thousands of monsters present were sarcastically mocking, playfully amusing, and encouraging, making it a bit noisy.
"I asked you to pretend to be a showman. I had to carry the holy stick for hundreds of breaths. I forced you to pretend. Are you exhausted now?" Snake Shitian was in a great mood and murmured to himself with a bared teeth. Seeing Su If you are embarrassed, you will be happy, right
Shang Getian snorted coldly, showing contempt from above.
I have 10 voices and Su Chen has 1 voice. Is there any comparison
"It's a bit disappointing." Sui Bai smiled bitterly with complicated eyes.
"Can you still ring the second sound? If not, put down the sacred pattern stick and don't press the sacred pattern stick against the sacred pattern bell." The old man who led the way spoke calmly.
"Of course I can ring the second ring, but I'll take a rest first." Su Chen spoke and said with a smile.
Where is his rest
This is stealing the divine and demonic aura and evil spirit from the Saint Pattern Bell.
Through the medium of the holy pattern stick.
He held one section of the holy pattern stick by himself and placed one end against the holy pattern bell.
So, at this moment, the divine and demonic auras and evil spirits in the Saint Pattern Bell were surging crazily, following the Saint Pattern Stick, and rushing towards Su Chen's body.
It felt like a torrent that had been building for years suddenly opened.
Vast and vast.
Su Chen was so happy that he wanted to roar.
"Refining the Body of Gods and Demons" is operating to the extreme.
Constantly refining the evil spirits and the auras of gods and demons, turning them into bits and pieces of pure energy, integrating them into the internal organs, limbs, bones, and shin bones.
His physical strength and physical strength are rapidly increasing.
It's really intoxicating.
But everyone else present, including the old man who led the way, couldn't see anything.
Just pretend that Su Chen is really resting and wasting time.
But even if you rest, so what
Even if you have a good rest, the most you can do is ring one more time. Is there more
There is nothing left to look forward to.
Su Chen is wasting his time.