More than twenty people in black clothes on the Ink Cloud Painting Boat were shocked by the strange phenomena in the sky. At this moment, a strong feeling of not playing suddenly appeared in everyone's hearts.
"Everyone, hurry up and kill him. Don't let him use this magic." A man in black said loudly. He no longer cared about Jian Chen's power and rushed towards Jian Chen first.
Then the rest of the men in black also reacted one after another, and they all rushed towards Jian Chen, trying to figure out the magical technique that Jian Chen was still brewing. Although many of them didn't know what this magical technique was, just looking at the huge momentum was enough.
Understand how powerful this magic is
The men in black who were performing heaven-level combat skills in the sky were also ready. Huge coercion suddenly filled the world and locked Jian Chen tightly. However, just as they were about to wave out the holy weapons in their hands, the heaven-level combat skills were launched.
When the skill came out, a cold voice came from below.
God-drop-spell!
A circle of ripples visible to the naked eye spread out rapidly in all directions with Jian Chen as the center. Wherever the ripples passed, the space instantly solidified. However, the entire bodies of the men in black who rushed towards Jian Chen still maintained various postures.
Being frozen there, unable to move at all
At this moment, time seems to have stopped
The bodies of everyone, including the eight major families, were imprisoned by an invisible force. The boat stopped swimming, the river stopped flowing, and even the breeze dissipated without a trace. However, those in the sky who had finished brewing and were about to cast their plans...
The super combat skills are also rigidly fixed there, and the surging energy is bound there by invisible power, and cannot be dissipated even a bit.
The whole world became quiet at this moment. Only the white light in the sky became brighter and more dazzling. Finally, a huge light beam with a diameter of 100 meters fell from the sky and enveloped everyone in the field.
Jian Chen held a strange seal in his hand and stood on the deck with his eyes closed. At the moment when he was enveloped by the light beam, he felt that his spirit seemed to have established a wonderful connection with the light beam.
The area shrouded by the light beam seems to have become another realm. In this realm, Jian Chen is the omnipotent god. The god who controls the life and death of others. Unless his strength exceeds this realm and reaches the limit that this realm can bear, and breaks the realm, he will not be able to escape.
trial of the realm
Several heaven-level combat skills in the sky quickly dissipated into streaks of heaven and earth energy that dissipated between heaven and earth. Immediately, the bodies of the men in black who used heaven-level combat skills slowly transformed from feet to head at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ashes dissipate in the sky
Immediately afterwards, the bodies of the twenty-odd men in black standing on the deck of the boat were, without exception, slowly turned into ashes from feet to head. No blood flowed out, and no clothes were left. Even the space rings worn on their hands also turned into ashes.
It’s very strange for the ashes to dissipate between heaven and earth
In the blink of an eye, more than 30 men in black with Sky Saint Masters were all dead, and no one was spared.
Although this is only an incomplete divine descending technique, its power is definitely not something that the Sky Master can withstand.
When all the men in black were dead, the huge beam of light falling from the sky quickly disappeared, and the imprisoned people regained control of their bodies. Time that seemed to have stood still began to flow again. The boat broke through the water and continued to wander in the river.
It also flows slowly and makes a gentle roaring sound.
Jian Chen slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were full of exhaustion. The tall body standing on the deck seemed to be swaying in the strong wind.
Although the Divine Advent Technique and the Sword of Judgment are tied as the three major divine arts, the Divine Advent Technique is a forbidden art after all. The power between the two is simply incomparable. The Divine Advent Technique just cast almost drained Jian Chen's energy at the moment. Jian Chen's eyelids were heavy, as if it was extremely difficult to even open his eyes, and there were waves of severe pain in his mind.
His current state is as if an ordinary mortal has not slept for three days and three nights. Not only is he very sleepy, but the excessive mental wear and tear has caused severe pain in his head and is very uncomfortable.
The members of the eight major families stood there dumbfounded, unable to recover at all. Although their bodies were imprisoned and could not move at all, their minds could still think and clearly saw the incredible scene for more than 20 years. The famous Sky Saint Master was turned into ashes bit by bit in that white beam of light, and he lost even the power to resist and even the ability to struggle. This had a great impact on their hearts.
After all, it was not the seventh-order Light Saint Master who accomplished this incredible scene, but a sixth-order Light Saint Master who was in the same realm as them. A sixth-order Light Saint Master who was only twenty-four years old!
Countless white rays of light cut through the dark sky and flew rapidly from a distance. Finally, they all stopped over the painting boat of Piaoxiang River.
Standing at the front is an old man with white hair and a childish face wearing a white robe. Under the old man's feet is a cloud that is completely condensed by the light holy power, like a god.
This person is the president of the Guild of Light Saint Masters. Behind the president are several elders who have reached the seventh level of Saint Master of Light. Two of them are the ninth elder, fourteenth elder and fifth elder that Jian Chen has seen.
The president's eyes quickly swept over the ink cloud painting boat and soon stopped on Jian Chen, who looked tired. The surprised look in his eyes flashed and he said: "Yang Yutian's divine descending technique just now was performed by you!"
Jian Chen stared at the president in the sky with a somewhat dull look and said: "Yang Yutian has seen the master, and the master guessed it right. The divine descending technique just now was indeed performed by the disciple, but it was not complete."
The look of surprise on the president's face became more and more intense. Even the elders standing behind him stared at Jian Chen with disbelief.
"Yang Yutian, could it be that you broke through the seals of those three magical arts?" the president asked again.
Jian Chen nodded slightly and had no energy to speak anymore. Now he wished he could fall down immediately and take a deep sleep. A severe mental overdraft not only brought intense sleepiness and headaches, but also gave Jian Chen a feeling as if his soul was about to dissipate. a feeling of
"Hahahaha, good, good, good. Because my disciple Yang Yutian, I am very satisfied with your performance." The president laughed out loud and was very excited. Then he moved his hand and used a ball of rich light holy power to form a cloud, dragging Jian Chen's The body flew up from the boat and said in a concerned tone for the first time: "Yang Yutian, you are too exhausted now and need to recover as soon as possible. I will take you back with my master."
Immediately, the president's eyes fell on those people from the eight major families. His gaze suddenly became sharp and he said in a deep voice: "You people from the eight major families had better stay calm for me. Otherwise, even if the Zha family is there to look after you, I, the Holy Master of Light,
The union will never forgive you for waiting.”
Hearing this, the faces of the eight major families all changed and they suddenly fell silent.
The president took Jian Chen and flew away from here and rushed straight to the Guangming Saint Master General Union. The fifth elder looked at the blood-stained boat and sighed in his heart: "The people of these eight major families have gone too far. Yang Yutian is
Fortunately, nothing happened to the person who is highly regarded by the president. Otherwise, the president's anger might have been ignited again." With a move of his hand, the fifth elder used a ball of soft bright holy power to immediately levitate the seriously injured Yang Ling.
Then he followed the president back to the headquarters of the Holy Master of Light.
As soon as they left, only members of the eight major families and a shrinking person like Quan Youcai were left on the boat. Everyone was still standing there in shock. The power of the divine descending technique completely intimidated them.
"Alas, you guys went a little too far this time, but fortunately it hasn't gotten out of hand yet." An old voice sounded over the boat and clearly reached the ears of everyone in the eight major families.
I saw a dozen people of different ages appearing ten meters above the boat. They seemed to be one with the sky and the earth. They were suspended in the air without any help. They looked more like ordinary ordinary people.
The people of the eight major families were all shocked and immediately knelt on their knees and shouted: "My children and grandchildren have seen their ancestors!"
"Oh, go back. Next time, don't do anything too obvious. Once someone gets caught, the family will be implicated by you. The Guangming Saint Master Guild is definitely not something we can provoke." An old man sighed softly and moved with his hands.
A Saint Master of Light wearing a white robe and a bodyguard of a Saint Master of the Sky from his family left here.
Then the remaining dozen ancestors also left the painting boat with their own clansmen. Soon everyone on the painting boat left cleanly.
"Why should I stay here after everyone has left? This Shui Mo Yun is the most famous painting boat in Piaoxiang River. Now it has been damaged so badly, but we have to pay a lot of money. But fortunately, little brother Yang Yutian is fine, but this Yang Yutian
My little brother's strength is too abnormal. He can even perform forbidden arts. I, Quan Youcai, must learn the forbidden arts from little brother Yang Yutian." Quan Youcai muttered and walked out of the cabin quickly.
A white cloud condensed under the feet and flew away from the boat.
As soon as Quan You left, a beautiful middle-aged woman ran out of the cabin and shouted with a mournful face: "Dear Master of Light, this boat has been damaged by you. You can't just leave like this. How can I explain to the boss?"
ah!"
"Go, go, go, it doesn't matter what I, Quan Youcai, do. It's not me, Quan Youcai. I broke the boat. You need compensation. Go directly to the eight major families. All these are the eight major families. They have nothing to do and are full. They can't find anything to do before they rush.
"Come out." Quan Youcai's voice remained in the air. The voice became smaller and smaller and finally disappeared.