My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

The ancient clock kept ringing, and the barrier was broken bit by bit.

Everyone was sweating profusely, and there was a burst of weakness in the body, and even the consciousness gradually became a little lax.

Finally, most of the ancient clock was embedded in the barrier, only a few inches remained outside.

But by this time, the saint masters around were on the verge of running out of fuel, and they couldn't hold on any longer.

"I can't, I really can't hold on anymore." A saint master's legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

"I can't hold it anymore." Infected by him, another holy master fell down immediately.

"Young master..." Qin Kuangge looked anxiously at Lu Aochen. Although his cultivation was far superior to others, he was also on the verge of exhaustion after pouring all his strength into the holy energy, only relying on his firm will to support him.

Song Yu'an is still struggling and unwavering. Although she only has two red holy beads shining between her eyebrows, her strength is not only inferior to Qin Kuangge, but she has no advantage compared to other holy masters, but when it comes to determination She is tough, but she is no worse than anyone else.

However, both Qin Kuangge and Song Yu'an knew very well that if other people gave up one after another like this, even if they risked their lives, they would not be able to hold on.

Lu Aochen looked at the ancient clock, then at the holy master who had reached the limit and clearly couldn't hold on any longer, and made another handprint, and on his face that was also full of exhaustion, an unpredictable and profound smile appeared again. I mean, so indifferent and ruthless.

Suddenly, like the ancient bell, the huge formation under the feet emitted a dazzling golden light, enveloping everyone in it, like a huge golden cage.

"Master Lu, what is this?" A saint teacher asked with a strong uneasiness in his heart.

As soon as the words fell, he felt an invisible suction coming from the formation, and the little bit of holy energy he had left poured out, completely uncontrollably injected into the formation.

His feet were limp and he collapsed to the ground, his pale face showing extreme horror. But everything is not over, although the last trace of holy energy has poured out, but under the strong suction, the blood in his body began to boil, going retrograde in the direction of the suction.

With a soft "poof", the blood vessels burst open, and streaks of blood sprayed out, instantly staining his clothes red.

"Ah!" The holy master uttered a scream, trying to counteract the suction force by forcefully operating the exercises. Under the extreme panic, his potential was stimulated to the extreme, and the sea of ​​qi that had already dried up was like a rain of rain, and a trace of holy qi was bred again. But immediately, this trace of holy energy was forcibly stripped away by the powerful gravitational force and injected into the formation.

In order to survive, he can only continue to forcibly run the exercises to stimulate his potential to the extreme. However, human potential is always limited. Soon, his face was covered with wrinkles, his whole body seemed to be decades old, his potential was gradually exhausted, and his vitality was also constantly exhausted.

Finally, he lay powerlessly on the ground, lost the last look in his eyes, and his body was shriveled like a mummy.

No one will sympathize with what happened to him, because everyone is in a desperate situation like him. Amidst the screams, one saint after another exhausted all their potential, all their life force, fell to the ground in despair, and gradually became cold.

"Lu Aochen, you harmed us!" A holy master roared angrily with his blood red eyes. He finally realized that this formation was weird, and Lu Aochen had no good intentions at all.