"Yes, Master." The weapon spirit replied respectfully. Immediately, he waved his hand, and a storm surged in the sacred space. Powerful energy fluctuated throughout the sacred space, alarming all the monsters here.
This is the power of the Sacred Artifact Space itself. The Artifact Spirit is the Artifact Spirit. He is a god-like existence here and can control everything here at will.
In different places in the sacred space, there are some big men who are either shirtless or wearing animal skins, scattered everywhere, fighting fiercely with the monsters native to this place. They are either acting alone, or in groups of three to five.
The crowd gathers together,
These people are iron-blooded warriors who have experienced the baptism of blood and the test of life and death. Each one of them exudes an unusually powerful aura, with a strong smell of blood, because all of them are stepping on countless magical beasts.
The body of the body has only come here, and everyone has powerful combat skills, and few people can compare with them in terms of combat effectiveness.
At this moment, winds and clouds surged between heaven and earth, and a mysterious and huge energy filled the sky, sweeping up all the people scattered in the sacred space and disappearing.
In the majestic palace in the center of the sacred space, Jian Chen sat on the throne with an expressionless face, and below him, dozens of strong men exuding a bloody aura suddenly appeared here,
"I've seen the leader." Dozens of people in the hall knelt down and shouted loudly, showing no signs of surprise at their sudden appearance. They had experienced this kind of thing more than once in the past few years.
Looking at these people who exuded a strong aura and high fighting spirit, Jian Chen couldn't help but reveal a faint smile on his face, and said softly: "Everyone, please get up."
"Yes, leader." The slogans of dozens of people were loud and neat, and the momentum was soaring to the sky. At the same time, they stood up from the ground, and each of them looked at the young man who was sitting on the throne looking down at them with either excitement or calmness.
Jian Chen's eyes slowly swept over these people and said: "Yes, yes, your strength has improved very rapidly in these years, and you have lived up to my expectations. Kyle, please report the specific situation of your team."
"Yes, Captain." Kyle, who was standing at the front, replied respectfully, then paused slightly, sorted out his thoughts, and then continued: "Let me tell you, Captain, our team currently has a total of
Sixty-six people. Over the years, with the dual assistance of heavenly materials, earthly treasures and a large number of magic cores, now everyone in the team has reached the realm of Sky Saint Master, and 12 of them have reached the sixth rank of Sky Saint Master."
"Not bad, not bad." Jian Chen was very satisfied. The dozens of people in the Raging Flame Mercenary Group were practicing very fast. In the past few decades, they had all broken through from the original Saint Master to the Great Saint Master realm.
As the Holy Master of the Sky, few people in the Tianyuan Continent can match this speed.
However, all of this is because Jian Chen spent a lot of resources on these people. He has provided all levels of battles, magic cores, money, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and upper-level cultivation techniques. It can be said that these people enjoy it.
Their treatment in Tianyuan Continent is comparable to that of the direct descendants of some powerful families. It is only with the support of such a strong backing that they can achieve their brilliant achievements today.
Then, Jian Chen took out the dragon blood harvested in the Wolong Mountains from the space ring and said: "This is the blood taken from the body of a dragon whose strength has reached the ninth level of the Holy Emperor. Kyle, you take these dragons Take the blood and put it in several wooden barrels for everyone to soak in, which will increase your physical strength to a higher level."
"Yes, Captain." Kyle looked overjoyed. He knew very well how precious this kind of blood was, so he immediately carefully collected it and left with a few people.
Not long after, Kyle returned with several large wooden barrels that had just been made from felled trees. He then poured the dragon's blood into the barrels and asked dozens of brothers to enter the barrels one after another.
There is a violent power and part of the dragon's essence hidden in the dragon's blood. This power and essence are naturally nothing to a strong man like Jian Chen, but for the Flame Mercenary Group, only the Sky Saint is powerful. For a master, it is very powerful. Several big men who soaked the dragon's blood in wooden barrels suddenly felt a sharp pain all over their bodies, and a layer of fine blood appeared on their foreheads from the pain. There were beads of sweat, but everyone gritted their teeth and endured it, not making any sound.
Jian Chen did not wait here for them to soak in the dragon's blood. He left a large piece of dragon meat and some divine water of heaven and earth to Kyle. After explaining some things, he left the sacred space. With the help of these divine waters of heaven and earth, , Jian Chen no longer has to worry about their inability to become saints. He can already predict that in the near future, dozens of powerful Saint Kings may appear in Lieyan Mercenary Heaven.
This is the strength that belongs to the Flame Mercenary Group. It is the strong men he cultivated with his own hands. There is no need to worry about their loyalty. It is different from the strong Saint King who came from outside.
Jian Chen came to the shore of Linghai again. After putting away the holy weapon, he kept scanning his eyes and asked: "Ziying, Qingsuo, how should we leave here."
"Master, this place was once arranged by someone. There are two space teleportation arrays hidden secretly. One of them seems to be specifically for the Holy Water of the Spirit Sea, and the other is specially prepared for people who enter here. You only need to fly a hundred meters You can be teleported out from high altitudes by the space power here, but before leaving, the master should take some water from the spiritual sea and spiritual mud from the bottom of the lake. These things are not mortal things, but are full of a kind of spirituality. Although they cannot be refined, Making purple and green swords can improve the weapons of those four people a lot." Zi Ying said,
After hearing this, a look of astonishment appeared on Jian Chen's face. He almost doubted whether he heard it correctly and asked: "Zi Ying, you actually think about others. This is an unprecedented event. Who are those four people?" What kind of identity can I get into your eyes?"
Ziying was silent for a while and said: "Master, there are some things we cannot tell you too early. You will know what you need to know later."
Jian Chen stopped pestering Ziqing Sword Spirit and asked, he knew that Ziqing Sword Spirit did everything for his own sake.
Afterwards, Jian Chen took out a big gourd and filled it with some water from the spiritual sea and spiritual mud at the bottom of the lake. Then he and Ruijin Heiyu flew up to a height of 100 meters at the same time, triggering the space teleportation array hidden there. The bodies all disappeared,
When Jian Chen and Ruijin Heiyu appeared again, they had returned to the depths of the God's Domain. The three of them were randomly teleported here.
After obtaining the Divine Water of Heaven and Earth, there was no longer anything Jian Chen wanted in the Divine Realm. He immediately flew out and flew away. Little White Tiger, Ruijin and Black Fish had already returned to the Sacred Artifact Space.
Two days later, Jian Chen came to the edge of the territory occupied by the flying ants again according to the memory in his mind. He stood here and looked inside, but he only stayed for a few breaths before turning into an afterimage and disappeared in a flash. Far away,