Chaotic Sword God

More than twenty people in black on the ink cloud painting boat were all startled by the vision that appeared in the sky. At this moment, a strong sense of non-play suddenly appeared in everyone's heart.

"Everyone, kill him quickly, don't let him use this magical technique," a man in black said loudly, no longer caring about Jian Chen's strength, and rushed towards Jian Chen.

Then the rest of the men in black also reacted and all rushed to Jian Chen, trying to plan the magic that Jian Chen was still brewing. Understand how great the power of this magic is

The men in black who used the heaven-level combat skills in the sky were also ready. When the skill was out, a cold voice came from below.

God - descend - technique!

A ring of ripples visible to the naked eye spreads rapidly around Jianchen. Wherever the ripples pass, the space freezes in an instant, and those men in black who rush to Jianchen still maintain various postures. frozen there, unable to move

At this moment time seems to stand still

Everyone, including the eight major families, was imprisoned by an invisible force, the boat stopped swimming, the river stopped flowing, and even the breeze dissipated without a trace. Rank combat skills are also rigidly fixed, where the surging energy is bound by invisible forces, and there is no way to dissipate it.

The whole world became quiet at this moment, only the white light in the sky became brighter and more dazzling, and finally, a huge beam of light with a diameter of 100 meters fell from the sky, shrouding everyone in the field.

Jian Chen stood on the deck with his eyes closed, holding a strange seal in his hand. At the moment when he was enveloped by the beam of light, he felt that his spirit seemed to have established a wonderful connection with the beam of light.

The area shrouded by the beam of light seems to have become another realm. In this realm, Jian Chen is the omnipotent god who controls the life and death of others. Unless the strength exceeds this realm and reaches the limit that this realm can endure, he will not be able to escape. field trial

Several heaven-level combat skills in the sky quickly dissipated and turned into streaks of heaven and earth. Ashes dissipate in the sky

Immediately afterward, the bodies of the twenty or so men in black standing on the deck of the painting boat slowly turned to ashes from their feet to their heads without exception. There was no blood flowing or clothes left, and even the space rings they wore on their hands also melted. For the ashes to dissipate between heaven and earth, it is very strange

In the blink of an eye, more than 30 men in black who had masters in the sky all died, and no one was spared.

Although this is only an incomplete God's Arrival, its power is by no means something that the Master of the Sky can resist.

When all the men in black died, the huge beam of light that fell from the sky quickly disappeared, and the imprisoned people regained control over their bodies, and the seemingly still time flowed again. It also makes a gentle surging sound in a slow flow

Jian Chen slowly opened his eyes and his eyes were full of exhaustion. Standing on the deck, his tall and straight body seemed to be swaying in the wind.

Although God's Arrival and the Sword of Judgment are tied for the three major divine arts, God's Arrival is a taboo technique after all, and the power between the two cannot be compared at all. Jian Chen's eyelids are heavy, as if it is extremely difficult to even open his eyes, and there are bursts of severe pain in his head.

His current state is like that of an ordinary mortal who has not slept for three days and three nights. Not only is he very tired, but his mental exhaustion has caused severe pain in his mind and is very uncomfortable.

The people of the eight major families stood there dumbfounded, unable to recover their senses. Although their bodies were imprisoned, they could not move at all, but their minds were still able to think and see the incredible scene clearly for more than 20 years. The famous sky sage just turned into ashes little by little in the white beam of light, and they didn't even have the strength to resist or even the ability to struggle, which caused a great impact on their hearts.

After all, this incredible scene is not a seventh-order bright saint, but a sixth-order bright saint who is in the same realm as them, a sixth-order bright saint who is only twenty-four years old!

Counted to the white light that pierced the dark sky, flew fast from a distance, and finally all stopped above the painting boat of Piaoxiang River.

Standing in the front is an old man with a childish face and a white robe, and at the feet of the old man is stepping on a cloud of light and holy energy, like a fairy.

This person is the president of the Guangming Saint Master Guild, and behind the guild leader are several elders who have reached the seventh rank of the Guangming Saint Master. Two of them are the ninth elders, the fourteenth elders, and the fifth elders that Jian Chen has met.

The chairman's eyes quickly swept across the ink cloud painting boat, and soon stopped on Jian Chen's tired face. The surprised look in his eyes flashed away: "Yang Yutian just performed the divine descending technique you performed!"

Jian Chen stared blankly at the president in the sky and said, "Yang Yutian has seen the master and the master guessed it right. The divine descending technique was indeed performed by the disciple, but it is not complete."

The surprised look on the president's face became stronger and stronger. Even the elders standing behind him stared at Jian Chen with disbelief.

"Could it be that you broke through the seal of the three major divine arts?" The president asked again

Jian Chen nodded slightly and had no strength to speak. Now he wanted to fall down and fall asleep immediately. Severe mental overdraft not only caused severe fatigue and headaches, but also gave Jian Chen a feeling as if his soul was about to dissipate. a feeling of

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Immediately, the president's eyes fell on those of the eight major families, and his eyes suddenly became sharp and said solemnly: "You people from the eight major families better give me some peace of mind, otherwise, even if there is a Zha family who will look after you and me, the Holy Master Guangming. The union will never forgive you for waiting."

Hearing that the faces of the eight major families all changed, and all of a sudden it was as cold as a cicada.

The guild leader flew away with Jian Chen and went straight to the fifth elder of the Guangming Saint Masters General Union. Looking at the blood-stained painting boat, he sighed and said in his heart, "The people of these eight major families are too much. The person who is highly valued by the president is fortunate that nothing happened to him, otherwise the president's anger will probably be ignited again." The five elders made a move with a soft light holy force and immediately supported Yang Ling, who was severely injured, and levitated. Then followed the president and returned to the headquarters of the Master of Light

As soon as they left the boat, there were only people from the eight major families and Quan Youcai, who were shrinking from their heads. Everyone was still standing there in shock.

"Alas, you have gone too far this time, but fortunately things haven't gotten out of hand." An old voice resounded above the painting boat, clearly reaching the ears of everyone in the eight major families.

I saw a dozen people of different ages appearing ten meters above the painting boat. They seemed to be one with the heaven and the earth. They were suspended in the air without any force, and they looked more like ordinary people.

The people from the eight major families were shocked and immediately knelt on their knees and shouted: "The children and grandchildren have seen the ancestors!"

"Hey, go back, don't make it too obvious next time. Once someone grabs the handle, the family will be implicated by you. The Guangming Saint Master Guild is definitely not something we can provoke." An old man sighed and took a move A luminous saint wearing a white robe and the guard of a sky saint of his family left here

Afterwards, the rest of the other dozen ancestors left the boat with their clansmen one after another, and the people on the boat quickly left.

"Every one is gone, why do I continue to stay? This ink cloud is the most famous painting boat in Piaoxiang River. Now it has been damaged so badly, but I have to lose a lot of money, but fortunately, little brother Yang Yutian is fine, but this Yang Yutian is fine. The strength of the little brother is too perverted. He even used the forbidden technique. I have to learn the forbidden technique from the little brother Yang Yutian." Quan Youcai walked out of the cabin and quickly Condensed into a mass of white clouds under the feet and flew away from the painting boat

As soon as Quan You just left, a middle-aged beautiful woman ran out of the cabin and shouted with a sad face: "Dear Master Guangming, this painting boat has been damaged by you, you can't just leave like this. How can I explain to the boss? what!"

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