A second ago, the sculpture of the Holy Sword of Light clearly showed signs of dimness.
The brightness of the blessing beam is also gradually weakening.
It can be the next second.
Whether it is the surface of the sculpture or Jiang Chen's body, it becomes extremely bright again.
It's like a rebirth.
However, it is not a rebirth, because the dazzling light again shows no sign of dissipation.
The priest next to the ladder was extremely surprised and puzzled by this scene.
He has opened blessings for countless people, and he has almost never encountered such a situation.
"Uncle Baifu, have you seen it? Did the light of blessing just now show signs of dissipation and then brighten again?"
An Liuming, who was sitting in the audience, asked in surprise.
"Um……"
The priest made a nasal sound, as if he had answered but didn't seem to answer.
He seemed to know what the other direction wanted to say next, so his attitude seemed a little ambiguous.
"Is there something wrong with the blessing of light?"
An Luming asked immediately.
He stared at the priest with a hint of curiosity and expectation in his eyes.
It seems that I hope there will be problems with the blessing of light.
"No!"
The priest shook his head immediately and said firmly: "There is no problem for the blessing of light. Everything is arranged by God!"
He presided over the blessing of light, so naturally he did not want the blessing to have problems.
So all these phenomena are attributed to God's will.
"But why can this guy accept the blessing for so long?"
An Liuming stared at the figure in front of the sculpture and said dissatisfiedly: "It's been more than 40 minutes. Have you ever seen someone for such a long time?"
"Existence is reasonable, everything has its own fixed number."
The priest slowly muttered.
"snort!"
An Liuming had to snort coldly and said with a calm face: "I want to see how long he will be blessed!"
At this time, Jiang Chen faced the sculpture, sat cross-legged on the cushion, constantly absorbing the divine nature contained in the beam of blessing.
Because his hands were pressed against his knees and his palms were facing up, no one saw that there was a very strange mark on the back of his hand, constantly appearing and disappearing.
Moreover, after the original black mark poured in, a few more white lines with glimmer of light were added to the divine nature of the blessing light.
The black and white marks are intertwined and entangled, and their shapes are becoming increasingly difficult to describe.
Soon, another five minutes passed.
The light emitted from the holy sword sculpture suddenly weakened a little.
The light golden beam of Jiang Chen's body was not as dazzling as before.
However, the weakening light was still maintained and did not completely disappear.
This is not a sign of ending.
But because the blessing power in the sculpture has been reduced to a critical value!
In other words, it is about to be sucked dry.
"How could this happen?"
The priest couldn't help but mutter to himself, and he looked straight at Jiang Chen, his eyes full of confusion.
“Why isn’t it over yet?”
An Liuming also shouted angrily.
Even, because of his irritability, he kicked away the nun waiter who was pinching his legs: "Get out!"
After venting for a moment, he got up and walked towards the priest, wanting to ask what was going on. He didn't believe that there was no problem with the blessing!
"sit down!"
The priest knew his intention and said coldly: "You don't want me to scold you in front of Bishop An because of this little thing?"
"Uncle Baifu, I've already given you a lot of face, you don't have to scare me."
An Liuming said with a calm face and gritted his teeth: "I just want to know, what's going on with this light blessing?"
"No matter what happens, the blessing of light is not something you can criticize. You just need to wait with peace of mind now!"
The priest said slowly, and then his tone became stronger: "Sit down!"
"Okay, I'll sit down!"
An Luming took a deep breath and sat back in his seat.
He stared at Jiang Chen with a ferocious sneer on the corner of his mouth.
This priest is familiar with An Xiangguang, and he needs to give face.
But Jiang Chen, he didn't plan to let go.
An Liuming was planning quickly in his mind how to persecute the other party.
Time passes by rapidly.
Five minutes later.
The light on the sculpture became a little dimmed a little.
The light beam on Jiang Chen's body not only weakened its brightness, but also shrunk by nearly half of its diameter.
It seems that it may be extinguished at any time.
It was also at this time.
"Click!"
A crisp crack appeared in the originally quiet blessing hall.
I saw a subtle crack appearing on the sculpture of the Holy Sword of Light!
"Come again?"
Jiang Chen's eyes were stunned.
I couldn't help but remember the scene when I was baptized by the church before, and the statue was broken.
At that time, he was in the branch church in Gantian City, and he did not have much psychological pressure yet.
But now it is in the Temple of Light!
And this time there was a problem with the sculpture, which was caused by him on his own initiative.
Jiang Chen will inevitably be a little worried: If the sculpture is really broken, nothing will happen, right?
Thinking of this, he felt that it was almost over.
After all, it took ten minutes to suck it, which should be a lot.
at the same time.
The priests in the audience and An Luming in the seats all focused their attention on the sculptures.
The two of them stared at the crack and were so shocked that they could not speak.
Especially the priest, his eyelids twitched, his face looked gloomy and his heart was constantly pounding.
He is very panicked now, very afraid that something will happen to the statue of the Holy Sword of Light.
But blessings are still going on, and according to regulations, he cannot interfere.
An Luming's mentality is different.
He was shocked and glanced at the priest, with a gloating look in his eyes.
However, he is also a little worried now, fearing that it will affect his blessings.
After all, if there is really a problem with the Holy Sword statue, I may not be able to bless you in a short period of time.
"This guy is dead, dare to make such a struggle!"
An Liuming just finished speaking.
"Click!"
Accompanied by a crisp crack, another crack appeared on the statue!
The light above is already very dim.
The beam of blessing on Jiang Chen's body also became extremely weak.
"Can't be greedy!"
Jiang Chen immediately closed the [Yin and Yang Bottle Mark]!
The black and white marks on the back of his hand quickly disappeared.
Immediately, the sculpture lost its luster and the light golden beam disappeared.
Jiang Chen stood up from the cushion and stretched.
"It's finally over!"
Seeing this, the priest breathed a sigh of relief.
He quickly walked up the stairs, came to the Holy Sword Statue, and looked carefully.
After more than ten seconds, the priest said loudly: "The Sculpture of the Holy Sword of Light is slowly repairing itself, and it is estimated that it will take at least one day to fully recover."
"What's the meaning?"
An Liuming suddenly stood up from his seat and asked loudly, "Do I need to receive the blessing in a day?"
"yes."
The priest nodded calmly.
"No, I must accept the blessing today!"
An Liuming said with a firm look on his face: "The reason I chose to bless today is because tomorrow is my crown ritual!"
"There is no way, come again after the ceremony."
The priest said slowly without expression.
"My family's crown ceremony needs to go to the wild alone to hunt a lord monster with the least bronze level. Without the blessing of light, do you know how much danger I will add?"
An Luming was very excited.
Upon hearing this, the priest's expression also fluctuated.
And here.
As the initiator, Jiang Chen quietly walked down the stairs and prepared to leave.
However, I had just walked a few steps.
"Stop!"
An Luming's cold voice rang out.
"What's up?"
Jiang Chen curled his lips and turned his head to look.
"You delayed my blessings for light. Do you think there is anything wrong?"
An Liuming looked sinister and stared at Jiang Chen with fierce eyes, like a poisonous snake.
"It has nothing to do with me, I'm just here to receive blessings."
Jiang Chen said calmly: "I don't know what's going on."
"You don't know? I think it's your fault!"
An Liuming insisted that it was Jiang Chen’s problem, “I have reason to suspect that you deliberately wanted to harm me!”
"I want you to hurt our first meeting? Are you not smart enough?"
Jiang Chen couldn't help but sarcastically.
"You don't need to quibble!"
An Liuming looked angry and said in a deep voice according to his words he had prepared long ago: "I suspect now that you are a cult lurking in the Holy See!"
"I'm a cult?"
Jiang Chen was stunned and immediately said, "You are a cultist, and I can't be a cultist."
"You don't need to say that these are useless!"
An Liuming raised his lips and showed a grim smile: "I will start a trial on you now!"
"Um?"
Confusion flashed across Jiang Chen's face, and he had not yet waited for him to speak.
An Liuming quickly took out a staff inlaid with yellow gems.
A circle of yellow light appeared on the yellow gem, emitting violent energy fluctuations!
"This guy wants to attack me?!"
Jiang Chen knew that the other party was very arrogant and domineering.
But I didn't expect that I would be so bold!
Do you actually want to take action within the scope of the Temple of Light?
"call out!"
A sound of breaking the wind sounded.
I saw a dark yellow ball of light swept across the air and shot rapidly.
An Luming really took action!
"If I get hurt, it should be fine to kill him, right?"
Jiang Chen's face turned cold. After a brief thought, he gave up the idea of avoiding. He wanted to kill the other party!
"Bang!"
Immediately, a dark yellow light ball hit Jiang Chen's body and made a sound.
-756!
A damage value emerged from him!
"You are seeking death by yourself!"
Jiang Chen had no expression on his face and immediately equipped the Wisdom Sword.