As the body suffered more and more attacks, Jing Yan's injuries became more serious.
With the strength of Jing Yan's physical body and the blur spell, he can really surpass a heaven in terms of resisting blows. But in the face of these holy hands of the Immortal Venerables of the Temple of Killing who were blessed by the Twelve Capitals' Celestial Demon Formation, even Jing Yan couldn't stop the continuous attacks.
"Jing Yan!"
A divine thought sounded in Jing Yan's mind.
It is the voice of Witch God.
God Wu Yu is also in the area of the Temple of Slaughter, otherwise he would not be able to directly communicate with Jing Yan.
At this time, God Wu Yu was indeed hiding somewhere outside the core area of the Temple of Killing God. In fact, he had already arrived at the area of the Temple of Killing God, earlier than Jing Yan and Immortal Yuantong.
He kept hiding, and when the Lord of Yangshan and others came over, he didn't show up to see each other.
"Jing Yan, you are in a very dangerous situation now. If you don't evacuate, your life may be in danger." Wu Yu continued to speak through voice transmission.
"I have a treasure in my hand that can teleport you out of the life and death zone of the Temple of Slaughter. However, you need to cooperate. I will activate the magic weapon later, and you can feel a wave of space power. When you sense this wave, don't resist. As long as you accept it, you will be teleported to me immediately, and then you will leave the area of the Temple of Slaughter." God Wu Yu was obviously also prepared.
During this time, he did not contact Jing Yan either.
However, he is prepared, he has been planning to save Jing Yan. As the god of a heaven, of course, there are some unknown treasures and trump cards. The treasure he was going to use to save Jing Yan was a peculiar magic weapon of space. Even if Jing Yan was in the life and death zone of the Slaughtering Temple and was covered by layers of formations, this treasure could force Jing Yan out.
The premise is that this requires the cooperation of Jing Yan.
"God Wu He, I appreciate your kindness, but I am here this time to destroy the Temple of Slaughter." Jing Yan responded.
"Jing Yan!" Wu Yu said anxiously.
"Jing Yan, since the birth of Faluotian, the Temple of Killing God has stood in this heaven. How difficult is it to destroy it? Now, the Temple of Killing God is using the Twelve Capitals Heavenly Immortal Demon Formation. Although your strength is strong, you can't stop this terrifying formation that surpasses the formation of immortals. If you don't leave, it will be too late." Wu Yu said in a quick tone.
He could see that Jing Yan was getting hurt constantly, if this continues, Jing Yan won't last long at all. What's more, by this time the number one sage hadn't made a move yet.
"God Wu Chi, you don't need to say any more." After Jing Yan transmitted the voice again, he ignored Wu Chi God.
Wu Yu sent voices repeatedly, but Jing Yan did not respond. Wu Yu God had no choice but to forcibly activate the magic weapon, but Jing Yan did not cooperate.
In the process of being attacked by the masters of the Temple of Slaughter, Jing Yan was also doing one thing. That is, constantly pouring divine power into the Moon God Clock.
The Moon God Bell is an imperial soldier, and Jing Yan is just a cultivator in the realm of the Immortal Venerable. It is very difficult for him to activate the power of the Moon God Bell. The Luna Bell was placed in the Qiankun World, and Jing Yan poured divine power into the Luna Bell, doing it relatively secretly, and none of the masters of the Killing Temple noticed it.
Of course, even if they were aware of it, they probably wouldn't care too much. Of course, it was impossible for them to think that there was an imperial weapon in Jing Yan's hands.
"Jing Yan's aura is getting weaker and weaker."
"Yeah, it seems... he can't stop the attack of the Temple of Killing several times."
"Speaking of which, it is enough to be proud of being able to force the Temple of Killing God to use the Twelve Capitals Heavenly Immortal Demon Formation. After all, he is only one person."
Wan Lunhai and the others talked in low voices.
"Several old friends, don't you think that if Jing Yan can survive, it is possible to change the situation of the Hunyuan Immortal Territory?" The Lord of Yangshan sighed.
Hearing the words of the Lord of Yangshan, Wan Lunhai and the others fell silent. They are very clear about the meaning of the Lord of Yangshan.
In Hunyuan Immortal Realm, Farotian is indeed relatively weak.
For example, on the golden stele in front of the Xianzun Pagoda, none of the ten names on it belonged to Farotian. And judging from Jing Yan's performance, if Jing Yan entered the Xianzun Pagoda, Wan Lunhai and the others would have to admit that Jing Yan had the hope of being on the Xianzun Golden Monument.
"We also hope that someone from Fa Luotian can stand up and make a name for himself in the Hunyuan Immortal Realm, but Jing Yan is a young man who is a bit crazy and has a bad personality. Judging from his actions, he doesn't put us seniors in a very important position at all." Immortal Huoyun said with resentment after a moment's pause.
The Lord of Yangshan looked at Huoyun Xianzun, but said nothing.
In the life and death zone, Jing Yan's breath became more and more sluggish.
"See how long you bastard can last."
"Little brat, die!"
"Dare to come to the Temple of Killing to make trouble, court death!" the holy hand of the Temple of Killing shouted while attacking Jing Yan.
Blood gushed out of Jing Yan's mouth, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Huh?" Although the first sage didn't make a move, he kept staring at Jing Yan. When he noticed the change in Jing Yan's eyes, his heart trembled.
Such eyes don't look like those of a person who is about to be beheaded. From Jing Yan's gaze, the number one holy hand didn't see the panic and fear that it should have.
"What's going on? Could it be that... this little bastard didn't use any tricks? He has reached this point, but he can still hide his hole card and not show it?" The first master couldn't believe it.
At this moment, Jing Yan might be killed at any time, so what trump card could he hide in his composure
"Come out! Luna Clock!"
At this moment, Jing Yan's aura suddenly condensed a lot, and a golden light suddenly appeared.
Emperor Soldiers, Luna Clock!
In the Nightmare City area, Jing Yan got the Moon God Bell. When he first got this imperial weapon, his divine sense could also slightly control the Moon God Bell. He can make Luna Clock release a defensive barrier.
But relying solely on the defensive barrier released by the Moon God Bell, it is impossible to destroy the Temple of Slaughter.
He returned to Faluotian for three hundred years, and the first two hundred years were used to comprehend the thunder attribute Taoism and perform the Thunder Nine Strikes. For the next hundred years, Jing Yan spent all of his research on the Luna Clock. This hundred years is very short, but Jing Yan has gained a lot.
He can further manipulate the Luna Clock.
Although the further use of the Luna Clock consumes a lot of energy and consumes a lot of power and soul. However, under such control, the Moon God Clock will explode with extremely terrifying power.
The golden halo spread out, and the black magic energy in the whole world melted away a lot at once.
The fluctuation of Hao ** slowly wandered away. Golden lines filled the void.
"That is… "
Many ascetics outside the core area watched this scene dumbfounded.
"No! This... this seems to be an imperial soldier!" Wan Lunhai exclaimed, "Why does it look like Immortal Yeyue's Luna Bell?"