As a result, the sword energy he sent out towards the giant of the Jiaochi tribe was indeed shooting at the giant of the Jiaochi tribe from his perspective.
From the perspective of a bystander, or even from the perspective of the Jiaochi giant, this sword energy is indeed shooting at the Jiaochi giant.
But the next moment, with a "bang", the sword energy hit Ye Changsheng's body.
This was just a tentative sword energy, and it didn't have much power in it. After hitting Ye Changsheng, it would naturally not cause any harm to him.
The sword energy dissipated without even scratching his skin.
But through this trial, Ye Changsheng had a rough understanding of the laws contained in this snow-white clock.
"Fortunately, it is just a Xuantian Sacred Artifact, imitated from the real Xuantian Treasure. Since it is a man-made imitation, its power is naturally limited, and it is impossible to imitate the real laws!"
"In other words, what this snow-white bell contains is just a hint of the charm of that law, but not the actual possession of that law!"
"If what this person is holding in his hand right now is the real Lost Sky Bell, then I am really in danger of falling today!" Such thoughts came to Ye Changsheng's mind.
To deal with the law, it is naturally best to use the law!
The fragment of Xuantian in Ye Changsheng's hand lit up with bright five-color light. He raised the fragment of the blade and pointed it at the giant of the Jiao Chi tribe who was more than a hundred feet tall in front of him.
When he felt the power of the broken blade in his hand, a solemn look flashed in the golden eyes of the Giant of the Horn Chi Tribe, and his mana surged out crazily, pouring into the small snow-white bell.
The prototype of this snow-white, crystal-clear little clock is naturally the Xuantian treasure possessed by the Jiaochi tribe - the Mitian Bell.
This is the Xuantian Treasure that ranks seventh on the list of Chaos Spirits. It is stronger than the Sky-Breaking Hammer, so one can imagine how powerful it is.
If the genuine product is here, with the opponent's ability to reverse and distort the rules of heaven and earth, Ye Changsheng will definitely not be able to defeat him with only a Xuantian remnant treasure.
Unless he activates the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword!
But now, the opponent is holding a Xuantian sacred weapon with only a hint of the charm of the law, while Ye Changsheng is holding a Xuantian remnant weapon with incomplete laws. It goes without saying who is superior between the two.
Although the law in Ye Changsheng's hand is incomplete, it is still a real law, and what does the other party's imitation, which only has the charm of the law, count?
Therefore, when he wants to use the fragment of Xuantian Ruyi Blade, it means that this battle has come to an end.
Ye Changsheng activated his consciousness to the extreme, crystal light bloomed in his eyes, and he finally caught a trace in the void.
His eyes saw white waves rippling around the sky and earth, and he himself was within the scope of these white waves.
With a "clang" sound, the golden-horned young man hurriedly activated the Xuantian Sacred Artifact in his hand again. Circles of white waves surged out from the snow-white bell and rushed towards Ye Changsheng.
No one can predict what will happen if that kind of snow-white wave hits you.
Just now, the Xuantian Holy Artifact only exerted a small amount of effect, but it produced such a result. If this more powerful attack was allowed to come over again, Ye Changsheng would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
So he had to block the rushing white waves.
Then, the Xuantian Broken Blade in his hand buzzed, and after a tremor, a five-color light blade flew out from it, slashing forward fiercely.
"Buzz!"
The void trembled, and in Ye Changsheng's sight, those snow-white waves immediately broke apart after encountering the five-color light blade.
The five-color light blade rushed towards the horned giant, but the previous weird, rule-twisting attack did not work on it.
Seeing this scene, the golden-horned young man's expression changed drastically. He immediately raised the giant's hand and kept tapping on the small snow-white clock with his fingers.
"Dang! Dang! Dang..."
The bell rang rapidly, panicking like the tolling of a death knell, and snow-white waves rushed out turbulently, like surging ocean tides, continuously, rushing towards the five-color light blade one after another.
Every time a snow-white wave scatters, the five-color light blade will become darker.
And similarly, every time the Jiao Chi giant struck the snow-white bell, the silver light on his body became dimmed.
Obviously, activating this Xuantian Holy Artifact like this is definitely a big burden for him.
"Dang! Dang..." The bell kept ringing, and the fingers of the golden-horned young man faintly glowed with blood. Every time he popped out, his face suddenly turned pale.
After more than a dozen bells rang, the young man's face had lost all color.
And the other dozen or so peak cultivators of the Jiaochi Clan who formed a magic circle between the chest and abdomen of the Jiaochi Giant all looked extremely ugly at this moment.
The aura on their bodies was weak, their faces were as white as snow, and many of them had blood bleeding from the corners of their mouths, looking ahead in horror.
Mana continued to pour out of their bodies. As the golden-horned youths continued to ring the bell, the mana in their bodies drained faster and faster. After ringing the bell more than a dozen times, many of them had been injured.
Gained vitality.
On the other side, their opponent Ye Changsheng seemed to have endless magic power. After slashing out the five-color light blade, he waved the Xuantian Broken Blade one after another, slashing out one after another light blade.
However, his face was not even an ounce of pale, as if activating this Xuantian remnant weapon did not consume much for him.
A five-color light blade required the golden-horned young man to ring the bell four or five times in succession to eliminate it. Ye Changsheng slashed so many light blades in one go, how could these Jiao Chi tribe monks with their magic power resist it?
After barely eliminating four or five light blades, a five-color light blade slashed by Ye Changsheng appeared in front of the Jiao Chi giant.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The light blade rushed out and struck the unsuspecting snow-white bell fiercely.
The next moment, an earth-shaking roar sounded, followed by a terrifying air wave that spread to all directions. Everyone in the Jiaochi tribe within the giant's body was bleeding from all their orifices at this moment. Some people were even killed on the spot, and their Nascent Souls exploded. And open.
This Xuantian holy weapon that the monks of the Jiao Chi clan relied on was chopped into pieces and destroyed. However, after it was broken into pieces, a white light flew out from the center of the explosion and disappeared in a flash.
After the imitation of the Mitian Bell was destroyed, another five-color light blade shot out and struck hard at the hundred-foot-tall Jiao Chi giant.
There was only a "boom" sound, and the Jiaochi Giant immediately exploded, and the dozens of bodies in his body immediately fell down. Everyone's breath was sluggish, and their life was like a candle in the wind. The next moment It looks like it's about to go out.
However, the young man with golden horns was much stronger than others after all. Although he was also seriously injured, when the giant's body exploded, he turned into a golden light and hurriedly fled away.
He still has the ability to escape, but the other Jiaochi monks can't even move.
However, when he had just flown out not far, a five-color light blade appeared behind him. The light blade slashed past, and the body of this outstanding Jiao Chi tribe exploded in an instant.
In the rain of blood, an extremely strange shadow flashed out and flew into the distance like a ghost. This was the escaping light transformed by the young Nascent Soul!
"Buzz!"
The void trembled, and the next moment Ye Changsheng's figure mysteriously appeared in front of the Nascent Soul of the young man with golden horns. With a sudden grab, the Nascent Soul was caught in his hands.
Before the golden-horned youth's Nascent Soul could react, Ye Changsheng had skillfully used a talisman to seal his Nascent Soul, and then put it into a jade bottle.
Then, he quickly flew towards the Jiaochi monks who had no power to resist, killed them one by one, and sealed off the Nascent Soul.
More than a dozen storage bracelets appeared in his hands. Ye Changsheng cleaned the battlefield here and slowly disappeared from here.
…
At the same time that the little bell was chopped into pieces in the Guanghan Realm, somewhere in a mysterious palace far away in the spiritual world, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the top floor of a pavilion surrounded by many restrictions.
"How is that possible?!" The exclamation was full of surprise and anger.
Several soldiers in golden armor stood upright at the entrance to the attic, each of them expressionless, as if they had not heard the sound coming from the attic at all.
There were three Jiaochi people of different shapes in the upper floors of the attic. They looked at a giant snow-white clock enshrined on an emerald jade table, with solemn expressions on their faces.
Among them, the one who exclaimed was a beautiful middle-aged woman in her thirties, with a pair of small green horns on her head. She covered her apricot mouth with one hand, and her beautiful eyes were full of anger.
The huge clock on the table is about one foot tall. Except for its size, its shape and color are exactly the same as the small clock driven by the young man with golden horns.
But on the ground under the jade table, there are five miniature magic circles with flashing golden light imprinted side by side.
Four of the magic circles were empty, but the one closest to the giant bell had a ball of white light floating in it.
The white light and the giant clock flashed, as if they were echoing each other.
"A Xuantian Sacred Artifact was destroyed, and even the Divine Bell True Spirit, which was the main material of the Holy Artifact, flew back on its own. It seems that the disciple who held this Xuantian Sacred Artifact has died in the Guanghan Realm.
No doubt." The beautiful woman stared at the white light with an ugly face and said angrily.
"This is a bit weird. Could it be that the little guy holding the sacred weapon left the team and went out to fight with others alone with the Xuantian sacred weapon?" An old man wearing a white robe with an unfathomable aura on his body stroked his hand.
Beard said.
"Humph, other than that, what else could it be? Long before they set off, we had strictly ordered that everyone must act together and never leave the team, but this person still did it!" A person raised his head.
The middle-aged man with long blue horns said angrily.
"These little guys usually practice on Tianjiao Holy Mountain and have not experienced much training. They are full of arrogance. This time they entered the Guanghan Realm. They probably looked down on the people in the world and left the team alone to hunt down others. As a result,
Killed by someone else!" The beautiful middle-aged woman said as her expression returned to calmness.
This is the most reasonable explanation she has come up with. Apart from this possibility, she can no longer think of any other reason for the disciple who holds the Xuantian Sacred Artifact to perish.
With the joint methods taught by the Jiao Chi Tribe to these tribesmen, they have the ability to escape even if they encounter powerful ferocious beasts at the peak of the holy level.
However, there are only so many people at the peak of the Holy Order in the Guanghan Realm, and the information has long been found out. As long as these people are careful, it is logically impossible to encounter the existence of the Peak Saint.
Therefore, as long as they do not break away from the team and join forces, it is almost impossible for the five teams they sent into the Guanghan Realm to master the Xuantian Sacred Artifact to die.
Because of this, they all agreed that the monk who mastered the Xuantian Sacred Artifact must have left the team and acted alone.
"But this is not very reasonable. Logically speaking, if you hold the Xuantian Sacred Artifact, you will be able to escape unscathed even if you encounter a second-level saint. Is this person really stupid enough to provoke those saints?
A ferocious beast at the peak of its level?" the old man said.
The middle-aged beautiful woman frowned and said coldly: "No matter how that disciple died, that team lost the Xuantian Sacred Artifact and also lost the chance to obtain that thing. This can be very detrimental to the clan's plan.
Influenced.”
"It doesn't matter. The thing was divided into five parts. As long as the other four teams get it, the next time the Guanghan World is opened again, it will not affect our clan's plan." The middle-aged man said.
"I'm afraid the other teams will also have problems!" The old man sighed softly and said slowly.
"If this kind of thing really happens, it can only be said that the opportunity for our clan's great prosperity has not yet come, so we don't need to worry too much." The middle-aged man replied with a smile.
"Alas!" Upon hearing this, the middle-aged beautiful woman and the old man both sighed. Obviously, these two people did not see that far.
…
Ye Changsheng flew in the air at high speed, and at the same time opened the storage bracelets of the Jiaochi monks one by one, and searched for their treasures.
The net worth of these Jiaochi monks is undoubtedly far higher than that of other monks of the same level. Each of them carries a huge wealth of more than 100 million spiritual stones.
The young man with golden horns had even more spirit stones, reaching a total of 200 million.
From these people, Ye Changsheng directly obtained two billion spiritual stones, plus the three billion spiritual stones he already possessed, which brought the total number of spiritual stones in his body to five billion.
And this is not the greatest wealth of these Jiao Chi tribe monks. When they enter the Guanghan world, in addition to shouldering the clan's big plans, they naturally also have plans to break through to the realm of integration.
Therefore, almost every one of them carries various resources to assist in breaking through the integration. Among them, Ye Changsheng discovered as many as three kinds of elixirs that are comparable to the Zhushen Pill and Wanmiao Pill in Ye Changsheng's hands.
Almost every one of these dozen monks has one pill in their hands!
And other various means to deal with inner demons, things to deal with catastrophes, etc. are also diverse and of inestimable value.