If you want to take action against Jiang Yan, you may have another chance later.

But being unable to figure out what was wrong with the spirit seal right away made Feng Yan extremely worried.

Wu Ting raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard this.

He looked at Feng Yan's face and found that he was staring at the position of the Zhenhai Crocodile skeleton. He thought about it and guessed a bit.

"Haha, it seems you are very smart for once."

"Please!"

Wu Ting said coldly.

Feng Yan's face was sullen, and he was frightened and anxious. He didn't care about the irony in Wu Ting's words, and directly raised his hand to open the seal of the bone prison.

Outsiders don't know it, but Feng Yan, the Lord of Luo Yan City, knows it very well.

When this sea-suppressing crocodile was alive, he had an innate magical power that could use his sharp armor as a prison to trap prey and enemies.

Later, Zhenhai Crocodile was refined into a magical weapon. Although this magical power could not be completely preserved, 80% of it was preserved. Finally, it became the magical power of Bone Prison.

If Feng Yan, who was in control of Luo Yancheng's formation, had not taken action, most God King realm experts would not be able to easily break through the bone prison.

Rumble!

As Feng Yan waved his hand, the prison of bones began to dissipate. The bones that were grouped together to block the space caused the earth to tremble, and finally slowly opened up and turned into a normal skeleton shape.

On the largest spine among them, Jiang Yan was bending over, as if he had just picked up something from the ground.

Not far in front of him was Feng Tianyu, who was lying on the ground with Witton, completely lifeless and turned into white bones.

The white bones left behind by Feng Tianyu have lost all their power. Even the strong bones polished by the monks in the World God realm have been sucked away by the vertical pupil talisman, becoming worse than the bones of ordinary people after death.

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When the bone prison was opened, the entire bones of Zhenhai Crocodile were shaking.

Feng Tianyu's bones made a clattering noise under the trembling, unable to hold on to the last bit of shape, and fell apart in all directions.

At first glance, they didn't look like the bones of a newly deceased person at all, but more like rotten bones that had been buried for hundreds of years and had been corroded by time.

Feeling that the white bones that blocked the surrounding space opened in a moment, Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, holding the two halves of the blood-red crystal in his hand, he straightened up and looked at Feng Yan and others above.

He did not directly touch the two halves of the blood-red crystal with his palms, because Jiang Yan could still feel the bloody aura on it that shook his mind.

He just shot out a stream of chaotic energy and dragged the blood-red crystal stone in mid-air.

Everyone's eyes first fell on Jiang Yan, who was standing proudly, and then quickly swept over the white bones, and finally fell on the blood-red crystal stone dragged in Jiang Yan's hand.

The worry that Wu Ting had been holding finally let go.

But at the same time, it was also confirmed that Jiang Yan was definitely not simple. The Thunder Emperor's Finger magical power that he had learned before was probably related to the one in Cangba City.

Commond frowned and looked at the two blood-red crystal stones in Jiang Yan's hand.

He felt a very uncomfortable aura from the blood-red spar, which was more than a little or two richer than the blood-red light that erupted from the city lord's mansion just now.

The eyes of Duan Fengming and others moved between Feng Yan and the blood-red spar, all wondering whether the blood-red spar was some kind of spiritual seal that Feng Yan had worked so hard to refine and cost so many lives.

The monks who participated in the Black Dragon Martial Arts Association below did not dare to say a word, and were all waiting for the reaction of the powerful ones in the God King Realm.

Only Feng Yan's eyes were about to burst, and his gaze was as dull as the night, as if he wanted to kill someone.

He was responsible for refining the spiritual seals, and Feng Tianyu was generally responsible for secretly capturing monks for him to use as flesh and blood nourishment.

Because the final product has not yet been released, Feng Tianyu doesn't even know what the spiritual seal looks like.

But Feng Yan, as the leader, knows it best.

Therefore, at a glance, he was extremely sure that the two blood-red crystal stones dragged in Jiang Yan's hand were the spiritual seals he had just punched into Feng Tianyu's body!

It's just that the spiritual seal he just punched out was obviously a complete blood-colored crystal stone, so why did it turn into two halves now?

Does Jiang Yan really have a way to deal with spiritual seals?

Feng Yan's chest froze and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

What is the origin of Jiang Yan?

Is he really just the Son of God from Taiyi Holy Land?

Feng Yan was on every possible precaution, and he didn't even give 100% of his trust to Feng Tianyu, whom he single-handedly promoted.

Just to successfully refine the spirit seal!

But now?

Just one Jiang Yan defeated all his plans!

Although Feng Yan knew that Jiang Yan was just a trigger and the real contributors must be the people from the three major cities, how could he be willing to do so?

Thousands of thoughts were rolling in Feng Yan's mind. His eyes were red and he stared at Jiang Yan, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes.

Jiang Yan's eyebrows were high and he turned a blind eye to Feng Yan's murderous gaze.

After all, he has seen too many powerful people in the God King realm, and he has even felt the pressure of the Immortal God King countless times.

Feng Yan, who only dares to use his eyes to work hard, is really not painful to Jiang Yan.

He even deliberately poured Chaos Yuan Qi into it and raised the two halves of the blood-red spar higher, just to let Feng Yan and the others see clearly.

"Seniors, now that Feng Tianyu has died, I wonder if my violent challenge can be considered a pass?"

Jiang Yan said pretending to be confused.

Anyway, the violent challenge has started. No matter whether Luo Yan City will exist after today or not, and no matter which force the Phoenix Reincarnation Tower will fall into, you must not miss the benefits.

As soon as these words came out, Feng Yan, who was already extremely angry, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Yan tremblingly, and the pressure of the powerful Immortal God King was released instantly.

"You, you deserve to die!"

As he said that, the coercion was about to fall on Jiang Yan and crush him.

Jiang Yan clicked his tongue very loudly.

"Isn't it? The dignified Lord of Luo Yan City actually wants to attack a junior like me in front of so many people? Are you still shameless?"

He shouted directly.

After the words fell, Feng Yan's face turned green and red. He didn't know whether he was angry or resentful, but he couldn't say anything for a while.

When Wu Ting saw this, he felt that Feng Yan was about to be pissed off by Jiang Yan.

I felt funny at the same time, but also a little admired.

He is indeed a young genius who is related to "that" person. I don't think he was so bold when he was in the Hongmeng realm.

The emotion in his heart flashed away, and Wu Ting quickly nodded.

"Ahem, of course Xiaoyou Jiang successfully passed the violent challenge."
Chapter completed!