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thump!
Suddenly, the middle-aged man knelt on his knees and kept kowtowing to Zi Ying and begging for mercy: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Your Majesty, please forgive me. I offended your Majesty because of my blindness. Please forgive me for my life." At this moment. , the middle-aged man already understood in his heart that the purple-robed young man in front of him who was transformed from the sword spirit was once an extremely powerful being. This kind of power has completely exceeded his imagination. In front of him, he is not even qualified to lift his shoes. , it is absolutely not something you can offend.
Zi Ying slowly withdrew his pressure, stared at the middle-aged man with an indifferent attitude, and said, "Get up, I will forgive your offense this time, but I won't do it next time."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your life, thank you, Your Majesty, for your life!" The middle-aged man slowly stood up from the ground as if he had received an amnesty. However, in his mind, he could not help but recall the strange scene that suddenly appeared in his mind. He knew that everything was real, and he knew even more clearly that the two divine swords, one purple and one green, that seemed to be created in the world were the two golden boys and girls in purple and green robes in front of him. This made the middle-aged man's heart The fear and fear of the Ziqing Sword Spirit has reached an extreme level. Even though this is in his own world, even though he is as powerful as a god in this world, but in the face of the Ziqing Sword Spirit, the middle-aged The man did not dare to have the slightest thought of resistance in his mind.
Even though he knew that the Ziqing Sword Spirit was much weaker now and was definitely no match for him, he still did not dare to have the slightest idea of resistance.
Even though he knew that the Ziqing Sword Spirit was much weaker now and was definitely no match for him, he still did not dare to have the slightest thought of resistance. What remained in his heart was only extremely strong fear and deep fear.
Zi Ying stared at the trembling middle-aged man for a while, and then lost interest. He turned to look at Qing Suo, who was wearing a blue dress, with tenderness in his eyes, and said: "Qing Suo, let's go back, Master , I’ll leave the matters here to you.”
"Yeah!" Qing Suo nodded slightly, and then he and Zi Ying turned into a ray of light and shot into Jian Chen's mind and disappeared. They were a little surprised to find a weapon spirit here before, but it was just a surprise. With their previous status and strength, they did not take the weapon spirit of this original sacred weapon into consideration at all.
As soon as he heard Zi Ying's voice returning, the middle-aged man's extremely nervous mood finally relaxed. However, before he had time to be happy, Zi Ying's words "Master" frightened the middle-aged man again. His body trembled violently, and his eyes immediately looking at Jian Chen were filled with deep fear.
"To be the master of those two peerless swords, this person must be something special. You must not offend him. Even if he is weak, you must not underestimate him!" The middle-aged man secretly warned himself that he had already been shown in his mind. The scene he saw was so frightening that everyone related to the Ziqing Sword Spirit was included in his list of people who must not be offended.
The middle-aged man glanced at Jian Chen with a somewhat fearful look, then walked forward cautiously, bowed deeply to Jian Chen, and said with great respect, "I have met the Supreme Being."
Jian Chen looked at the weapon spirit in front of him with a strange look on his face, but deep down he was amused by the name this weapon spirit called him. However, Jian Chen did not deliberately correct him and asked, "I don't know how I should call you." !”
"I'm telling you, my dear, I don't have a name yet, but they all call me Lord Qi Ling!" the middle-aged man said.
"Them!" Jian Chen's eyes flashed and he said, "Who do you mean by them?"
"To tell you the truth, they are all presidents of the Guangming Saint Masters Guild," the middle-aged man said.
Jian Chen pondered for a while and did not continue to dwell on this topic. He looked at the middle-aged man with piercing eyes and said: "The purpose of my trip is to obtain the original power to reach the seventh level of the Light Saint Master. Since you are a weapon spirit, , then he must also be able to control the original power."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man showed a trace of embarrassment on his face and said: "Your Majesty, I don't know something. All the original power in this sacred space is sealed by a powerful barrier. Although the younger one is a weapon spirit, It can control everything in this space, but the barrier that seals the original power cannot be controlled by Xiao Xiao, because before Xiao Xiao has developed spiritual intelligence, this barrier has existed for an unknown period of time, and it is still there. It is so strong that even a small use of all the power in the entire sacred space cannot break this barrier.
After hearing this, Jian Chen frowned slightly.
Perhaps seeing that Jian Chen was unhappy, the middle-aged man hurriedly said again: "Sir, although this barrier is small and cannot be broken, it must be opened every fifty years. There is still a long way to go until the next time it is opened. It will take a year, and when it is turned on, the Lord will be able to absorb the original power."
After hearing this, Jian Chen sighed secretly in his heart. It seemed that if he wanted to become a seventh-level Light Saint Master, he must follow the rules of the Light Saint Master Guild step by step.
Jian Chen bid farewell to the middle-aged man, stepped on a cloud of white clouds and left here, flying towards the distance, continuing to look for the contestants and gain achievements from them.
Just fifty kilometers in front of Jian Chen, five bright saint masters wearing white robes were flying towards Jian Chen's direction with a cloud at their feet.
Among these five people were two middle-aged men and three old men. They were all members of several large families in a king-level city in the Holy Empire. , "This time the five of us join forces, we can probably fight even if we meet people on the top ten master list. Even if we can't beat them, it's still no problem to run away. Once we meet someone who is alone or has a larger number of people, For teams with fewer members, we will immediately take action to seize their records and try to get one of us into the top ten." The speaker was an old man who was very confident in the strength of these people because they The five people's light magic has reached the third level. Once they unite, they will not be afraid even if they encounter masters who have reached the fourth level of magic.
"I hope so, but this sacred space is too big. The five of us have traveled more than 20 kilometers, and we haven't even met anyone." A middle-aged man complained with some dissatisfaction.
"Hey, look, isn't there a person in front of you?" Suddenly, another middle-aged man had a look of surprise on his face, pointed forward and exclaimed.
Hearing this, everyone raised their eyes and saw that in front of them, there was a group of white light approaching rapidly towards their position.
At this time, the five holy powers of light who had been worried about finding no one immediately became happy. One of the old men quickly said: "There is only one person on the other side. This fish must not be let go. Everyone, hurry up and get rid of it first." Surround him to prevent him from slipping away.”
Without any hesitation, the five people immediately accelerated towards the light saint master flying towards them.
The person on the opposite side obviously also discovered their existence, but the speed of their advance did not change at all, and they still flew in from a distance according to the original route without changing.
Soon, the five-person team surrounded the Holy Master of Light who came alone. At the same time, a layer of Holy Light Armor condensed by the Holy Power of Light covered them, covering their bodies. It was wrapped tightly, leaving only a pair of eyes outside.
Jian Chen stared at the five people around him with a calm expression, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Guys, what do you mean?"
"What do you mean, haha, what do you mean by this? Boy, I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I advise you to just give up and leave here, so as not to suffer any physical pain." An old man stared at Jian Chen with cold eyes. Laughed.
"Sir, would you like me to severely punish these people who dare to offend you?" The voice of the weapon spirit came from Jian Chen's ears, with a hint of anger in his voice.
The five sixth-level Saint Masters of Light who surrounded Jian Chen could not have imagined that their actions not only offended someone they could not afford to offend, but even the spirit of the original holy weapon was angered by them.
Jian Chen shook his head gently, as if muttering to himself: "No, you don't need to interfere in my affairs, you just need to do your own thing well. If they are facing a life or death crisis later, you can directly Take them out."
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The weapon spirit responded with a respectful tone, obeying Jian Chen's words as if Jian Chen was his master.
"Boy, what are you mumbling over there? Have you thought about it? If you don't do it within three breaths, then don't blame us for being rude to you." A middle-aged man The man said impatiently, if it wasn't for the purpose of saving as much energy as possible, the five of them would have taken action long ago.
Jian Chen stared at the people around him with a sneer on his face, and said coldly: "Just because you want me, Yang Yutian, to abstain from voting is simply a fool's dream." Jian Chen grabbed the air with both hands and condensed it in a very short time. Five holy light swords were released, emitting powerful energy fluctuations.
"What, are you Yang Yutian?" The expressions of the five people on the opposite side changed drastically, and they stared at Jian Chen with expressions of disbelief, accompanied by endless horror.
A few of them are familiar with the name Yang Yutian. Now in the entire City of God, the name Yang Yutian is no stranger to all the sixth-level Holy Masters of Light, because he is a miracle among the Holy Masters of Light. Not only did he reach the level of a sixth-level Holy Master of Light at the age of twenty-four, but his control over the divine art of light had also reached an extremely high level. Once on the Piaoxiang River outside the City of Gods, he He single-handedly killed more than thirty powerful Sky Saint Masters, leaving all the sixth-level Light Saint Masters speechless in shock.
Jian Chen simply didn't give them a chance to regret and beg for mercy. The fierce look in his eyes flashed away. With a thought, the five holy light swords immediately turned into a white light and shot towards the five people.
The five people were all frightened by the name Jian Chen reported. They were stunned for a moment, and then they were hit hard in the chest by the Holy Light Sword coming towards them.
puff!
The five people spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies were hit by the huge impact and they quickly retreated backwards. Their faces had turned pale, and the chests of the Holy Light Armor they wore were also covered with spider web-like spider webs. crack,
Finally, with a "bang" sound, the Holy Light Armor on the five people was shattered into pieces under Jian Chen's blow.
