Chapter 1471: The bell rings for nine days!

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"Next, who will come?"

Although the words of the elder Shang did not sound, they were like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of more than ten celebrities around him.

The Promise Clock is powerful beyond imagination.

That coercion contained the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, enough to suppress the gods and demons.

Except for Ye Fan, these more than ten people are the arrogances of Yuan Ying Pinnacle, each of them comes from extraordinary origins, has full self-confidence in themselves, and has just been energetic.

But now, after witnessing the scene of Qi Yun's tragic death, each of them turned pale, as if they had been poured cold water and retreated.

Seeing everyone's timid appearance, Elder Shang spoke again: "If you are afraid, you can quit, but you can't participate in the other two assessments!"

"I... I quit!" a young monk said tremblingly.

"I also quit!"

"It's terrible! Even if I can't join the Yunhai Fairy Gate, I don't want to accept the divine clock test!"

"That's right! If you leave now, you can still go to the second grade sect, but if you continue, I'm afraid you will lose your life!"

The dozen or so monks ran away and didn't dare to stay here any longer.

For a moment, besides the elder Shang, Ye Fan stood proudly, motionless, without any intention to leave.

"Huh?" The elder Shang raised his eyebrows, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked straight at him and asked, "Are you not going?"

"Don't go!"

Ye Fan stubbornly cut the railroad, his voice contained unparalleled will.

"Young man, the old man appreciates you a little bit now!" Elder Shang nodded in approval.

In his opinion, although Ye Fan's realm is very weak, his courage is far better than those who retreat, and this alone is enough to make him look up to Ye Fan.

"Okay, let's start!" Shang elder said.

Under the attention of all the people, Ye Fan walked towards Wuji Clock, his steps were not hurried, his expression was indifferent, as if he had full confidence.

Seeing this scene, the young monks onlookers in the distance looked disdainful.

When Qi Yun debuted, he was more confident than Ye Fan, but what happened?

Less than a breath, Qi Yun was directly crushed by the coercion of Wuji Zhong, there was no bones left, not even bone scum.

In the eyes of everyone, a monk of the Golden Elixir stage like Ye Fan came to participate in the divine clock assessment, that is, playing with fire and self-immolation, seeking a dead end.

As he kept getting closer to the Promise Clock, Ye Fan could feel the strong breath of Immortal Venerable.

In fact, this is not Ye Fan's first contact with the sacred artifact.

Long ago, Wei Lao once sacrificed the Nine Dragon Ding to refine the Thunder Tribulation Sword for Ye Fan.

The Nine Dragon Ding is a sacred artifact, grabbing nine true dragons and serving as the spirit of the instrument. If it is in its peak state, the power of a Ding is enough to refine the entire earth.

However, Wei Lao's strength recovered very slowly, and now Jiulongding can exert less than one ten thousandth.

"Lao Wei, if I get this Promise Clock, will my combat power directly increase several steps?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

"Xiao Fan, this holy artifact is not something you can get in your hands now! Take a step back and say, even if you get it, I'm afraid you will be chased by the entire Yunhai Immortal Gate, even if the deity lends all its power to you, You can't escape either!" Wei Lao warned.

"Ahem... Elder Wei, I'll just ask..."

Ye Fan gave a dry cough, gave up his thoughts, and then quickly walked to the Promise Clock, slowly urging his internal energy.

Feeling the movement of his inner strength, the Promise Clock at a height of 100 meters, once again shined brightly.

"boom!"

A coercion like a abyss, like a prison, with the power to suppress all things, fell from the sky, and the target was directed at Ye Fan.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

Countless eyes in the field cast their eyes on Ye Fan, full of joking and gloating.

"Hey! How long do you think this kid can hold on?"

"Even Young Master Qi Yun can't hold on for a breath. How long can he last? It's probably less than a second!"

"It's so reckless!"

"The ants of the Jin Dan stage dare to come to participate in the examination of the divine clock. They deserve it!"

"If this kid can pass, I will perform handstand and eat **** on the spot!"

...

"Ye Shao, come on!"

Amidst the verbal abuse, Du Guxin suddenly shouted.

Although this sacred clock test was very scary, he still believed that Ye Fan could create miracles.

After all, in his heart, Ye Fan is synonymous with "miracle", and even exists like a god.

If it weren't for Ye Fan, he wouldn't be able to get the full version of "Crazy God Jue", and it would be impossible to join Yunhaixianmen.

More importantly, even though Ye Fan only has the realm of Golden Core, he has defeated the powerhouse of the Seventh Rank of God Transformation!

This record alone is enough to crush everyone in the younger generation of Yunhai Xianmen!

On the other hand, although Lin Tatian didn't say anything to cheer, he still sweated for Ye Fan in his heart.

Under the attention of everyone, the pressure from the Promise Clock finally hit Ye Fan's body.

Contrary to everyone's expectation, Ye Fan didn't use any magical secret technique, so he stood so loosely on the spot, looking at this posture, he actually had to use pure physical power to forcefully shake the pressure from the sacred weapon.

Such a move surpassed everyone's expectations.

"This kid knows he must die, so has he given up resistance?" someone shouted.

One second!

Two seconds!

Three seconds!

After more than half a minute, Ye Fan remained standing still, motionless, like a sculpture.

His expression was indifferent, not only did he show no pain, he didn't even frown his brow.

The pressure of the sacred artifact seemed to him like a breeze.

"what happened?!"

Seeing this scene, the person who had just been gloating was instantly silly, rubbing his eyes frantically, thinking he had hallucinations.

You know, Qi Yun, who was in the pinnacle realm of Yuan Ying just now, displayed the supernatural power "Piluo Ziqi" of the ground level, but under the pressure of the sacred tool, he could not even hold a breath.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan, who was only in the Golden Core Stage, did not use any magical powers, and only relying on his flesh to bear the pressure of the sacred instrument.

Such a comparison is too exaggerated!

"Could it be... the Promise Clock is broken?" Someone speculated.

"Nonsense! This Promise Bell is the magic weapon of Yunhai Xianzun. How could it be so broken after thousands of years?"

"I know!" Suddenly, someone shouted: "It is said that the coercion released by this Promise Clock is strong when it is strong, and weak when it is weak! It must be that this kid is too weak, and it took a loophole to persist until now! "

As soon as this remark came out, many people around him immediately echoed.

"Yes! Jindanqi is really too weak, and Wujizhong is probably unwilling to suppress such ants!"

"Allowing him to participate in the examination of the divine bell is simply a tarnish to the sacred artifact!"

"I thought this kid really has some abilities. After doing it for a long time, he just got lucky!"

...

Hearing this upside-down public opinion, Elder Shang shook his head. He didn't believe in any nonsense that weak strength could exploit the loopholes.

It is true that Wu Ji Zhong will release different degrees of coercion according to the strength of the monk, but this is not something that cats and dogs can contend.

The weaker the strength, the easier it is to pass the assessment?

This is simply nonsense!

With that said, just find a monk who is in the foundation building period or even the Qi refining period. Wouldn't it be possible to pass the assessment in minutes?

At this moment, the elder Shang stared at Ye Fan, and said in his heart: There must be something strange about this kid, otherwise it would never have been so long.

Just when everyone was shocked, Ye Fan, who was undergoing the sacred instrument coercion test, had a relaxed expression on his face.

Ye Fan's Cangtian Overlord Body was originally the most overbearing sacred body in Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, and after being tempered by Da Ri Jinyan, its defense power was increased by more than ten times.

Regarding the strength of the physical body, let alone the monks of the same realm, even the monks of the Nascent Soul Peak can't compete with him.

Because of this, the pressure released from this sacred instrument can be described as drizzle to him, just like an ordinary person carrying a schoolbag, which is slightly heavy, but there is absolutely no damage.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Huh!"

A beam of light descended from the Promise Clock and directly submerged in Ye Fan's body. This beam of light did not have any overwhelming power, but it seemed that something was spying on Ye Fan's divine consciousness.

Ye Fan had an illusion, as if he was stripped naked and thrown into the ice and snow. All thoughts and thoughts were hidden and exposed.

"Not good!" Wei Lao suddenly burst out loudly: "There is the existence of the spirit in this Promise Clock, and it seems to feel the existence of the deity!"

"what?"

Ye Fan's face changed wildly.

Wei Lao is his biggest reliance and the biggest hole card.

For such a long time, no one has noticed the existence of Wei Lao. After all, an immortal venerable wants to hide his breath, and only a strong person of the same realm can perceive it.

However, if this Promise Clock really has the spirit, maybe you can really feel Wei Lao.

"Xiao Fan, retreat!" Wei Lao's voice revealed an unprecedented anxiety: "Wu Ji Zhong's tool spirit, once it perceives the deity, it will treat you as a fairy-level existence, bursting out the same level of power! "

"hiss!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but sucked in an air-condition, and his body was shaken as if it were chilling.

If what Wei Lao said is true, then even if he has a hundred lives, he is not enough to die!

Ye Fan didn't dare to hesitate, urged his inner strength, and wanted to escape.

"boom!"

Between the lightning and the fire, a burst of light erupted from the Promise Clock that was billions of times stronger than before, as if hundreds of millions of suns flashed at the same time, instantly illuminating the entire suspended island, making the sky and the earth pale, and everything was dimmed.

Immediately afterwards, many mysterious inscriptions and mantras suddenly appeared on the surface of the Promise Clock, which contained various magical laws.

Every inscription seems to be able to crush a star.

Every mantra seems to be able to suppress a world.

"Rumble rumbling!"

There is a coercion, it is spontaneous, and it is impossible to describe its power in words, and it has surpassed countless true immortals.

Sweeping around the world, the immortal is respected!

Everyone in the field has an illusion, as if Yunhai Xianzun, who was invincible and ruled the Big Dipper galaxy thousands of years ago, has awakened at this moment and released a breath of breath.

powerful!

Too strong!

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

The Yuan Ying monks onlookers in the distance sprayed blood violently, and they were about to faint even if they were slightly affected by the pressure.

And Ye Fan, who was the first to bear the coercion of the Immortal Venerable, had a numb scalp and horrified.

This time... he was miserable by Wei Lao!

"Lao Wei, what should I do?" Ye Fan asked quickly.

"Xiao Fan, sorry! Now the deity can't help you, you can only rely on yourself!" Wei Lao said.

As soon as the voice fell, the terrifying aura of Immortal Venerable seemed to cut through the long river of time, coming from eternal time, and blasting on Ye Fan's body abruptly.

"boom!"

In an instant, Ye Fan only felt that his eyes went dark, and he almost fainted.

The instrument spirit in this Promise Clock once fought side by side with Yunhai Xianzun. If it went wild, Ye Fan's current strength would definitely not be able to match it.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ye Fan only felt that the blood in his body had gathered crazily on his chest, it was so hot that it was almost boiling.

His eyes were also replaced by blood, with double pupils growing.

Under the pressure of the terrifying Immortal Venerable, his Chi You bloodline was finally aroused.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho! My fate is my fate, even the Immortal Venerable can't suppress me!" Ye Fan screamed domineeringly.

"boom!"

There was a sudden burst of blood in his body, and he rushed directly to the sky under the pressure of the invisible Immortal Venerable, and slammed into the Promise Clock 100 meters high.

"Hey!"

Under everyone's surprised eyes, the Promise Clock shook for a while, and the earth-shaking bell rang, echoing in everyone's ears.

The Promise Bell is ringing!

The invisible sound waves all the way up, as if going straight to the nine heavens.