The Sword God of the Universe

Jing Yan, came down from the ring.

"Buzz!"

Countless members of the jing family swarmed over to jing yan.

These people, of course, wanted to greet Jing Yan, one by one more enthusiastic.

"Brother jing yan! Brother jing yan!" Especially some daring female martial artists, there were many who openly winked at jingyan!

As long as they are smart, it can be seen that this year's Jing family competition, the ultimate number one, must be jing yan.

Although a total of 50 people entered the final round, 49 people were excluded from Jing Yan! Who would think they could defeat the half-step Jing Shahe?

None of them had such confidence.

Even jing Shahe could not be defeated, let alone Jing Yan!

Faced with these enthusiastic greetings, Jing Yan also smiled and casually catered to them.

What he wanted to do most now was to return to his own residence and recall what he had thought about the yuan qi fog during the battle with Jing Shahe.

"Excuse me, everyone. I have some time now. I need to leave!"

Facing more and more people, Jing Yan could only hug his fist and apologize.

In fact, Jing Yan didn't care about these people at all. If he was still the same Jing Yan who had been reduced to nothing in the past three days of martial arts, these people probably wouldn't have cared about him at all.

It's just an act. There's no need to take it seriously.

However, Jing Yan was still unable to leave immediately.

Because a few Jing family elders and even some vip guests were walking towards him.

After dealing with a full cup of tea, jing yan and Jing Ziqi finally got away.

At this moment, Jing Yan did not notice that a sinister gaze was staring at his background in a place in the square.

This person was Jing Tianlong.

This man also watched the battle between jing yan and jing Shahe.

"Let you be proud for a few days. In three days, you will die!" Jing Tianlong, with a deep voice in his mouth.

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"Jing Yan, I didn't expect you to beat Jing Shahe! When I saw Jing Shahe's primordial fog, I thought you were going to lose." Jing Ziqi said with a smile, her eyes moving with a hint of cunning.

"Jing Shahe is not really born after all." Jing Yan, shook his head slightly.

At this moment, his heart was not relaxed. Because in three days, he still had to fight jing tianlong.

According to jing Ziqi, Jing Tianlong was so strong that she might not even be Jing Tianlong's opponent. Both of them were trained in the Honglianxueyuan, so they must have some understanding of each other.

After saying goodbye to Jing Ziqi, jing yan returned to his home as soon as possible.

Then, in the room, she calmed down.

He closed his eyes and recalled his feelings for the yuan qi fog.

During the battle with Jing Shahe, Jing Yan felt a change in his energy, but at that time he had to focus on the battle, so there was no more time to think.

"Unfortunately, it's a little blurry!"

A moment later, Jing Yan frowned.

It would have been much better if he could have immediately started to understand when he was fighting Jing Shahe.

Now, jing yan had a feeling that he could see but could not touch.

After shaking his head, Jing Yan could only sigh helplessly.

In fact, Jing Yan did not have much confidence in the battle against jing tianlong three days later. Jing Yan didn't know what Jing Tianlong was up to or what cards he had. It was as if Jing Tianlong also did not know that he had the killer skill to integrate martial arts.

Jing Tianlong, after all, was a true martial artist of the innate realm. Simply speaking of his strength, it was far from comparable to Jing Shahe.

Compared with Jing Shahe, jing yan's strength was slightly weaker, let alone compared with jing tianlong.

"Hmm?"

"Try using the first divine power of the sky?" Jing Yan's heart stirred.

So far, he has not yet fully explored the power of the first divine power in the sky. Repairing martial arts, merging martial arts, absorbing energy and so on, it seems that the first divine power in the sky is omnipotent.

Thinking about it, Jing Yan began to try.

"Haha, it's really a show!"

When the first divine power in the sky began to work, Jing Yan clearly felt that the vague feeling became clear.

"Yuan qi fog!"

Jing Yan muttered in a low voice.

Jing Yan had been born before, and he was no stranger to this process. The difficulty now was that jing yan had just stepped into the ninth heaven and was still a long way from breaking through.

Time passed little by little.

In the silence, Jing Yan's arm suddenly moved. He quickly took out a top-quality Lingshi and began to absorb its energy.

Jing Yan bought ten top-quality Lingshi in East side first floor's qizhen pavilion, and there are still two left.

As Jing Yan absorbed his energy, that understanding became more and more clear.

The energy in the meridians of the martial arts was continuously compressed and condensed. Gradually, it was really starting to become foggy!

With the process of nebulization, a large amount of space was left in Jing Yan's meridians. And these spaces need new energy to replenish.

Fortunately, Jing Yan still had two top-quality Lingshi. Otherwise, in this situation, even if he had that kind of insight, it would be difficult to successfully fog up.

More than a day later, a top-quality Lingshi was completely absorbed and turned into white dust. Jing Yan did not hesitate and picked up the second best Lingshi to absorb.

In this way, the Jing family, from the challenge stage to the final stage of the gap, three days passed quietly.

On the morning of the fourth day, Jing Yan opened his eyes.

"Yuan qi fog, it worked!" Even if it happened to him, he couldn't believe it.

Because, Jing Yan's primordial qi fog was not because he had stepped into a half step of the innate state. He was still a normal ninth-heaven martial artist. According to common sense, it was impossible for him to vaporize the fog in such a situation.

But the reality is, it just happened. A ninth-heaven martial artist turned his energy into a mist.

"Poof!" Jing Yan's heart stirred, and a surge of energy came out of his body, peng yong.

The white mist immediately condensed in front of Jing Yan's body. The energy contained in the fog was astonishing.

Three days...

Over the past three days, Jing Yan's strength has changed substantially.

"The first miracle in the sky!" Jing Yan took a breath, his eyes shining brightly.

"Why should I worry about not being able to cross Tianyuan continent with such a goddefying technique? Jing Tianlong, to me, it's just a small role." Jing Yan's eyes were filled with a strong sense of confidence.

Immediately, he turned to look at the sky.

"It's time for the finals!" Jing Yan smiled and walked out of the room to Jing family square.