In the blink of an eye. Dozens of people gathered in the sky above Changyang Mansion, most of them were wearing white robes, and under their feet were a group of Bright Saint Masters condensed by the Holy Power of Light like clouds, and the other half were warriors of different ages wearing various costumes.

Dozens of people quickly came out of the door of space, and then gathered in the sky above Changyang Mansion to envelop Changyang Mansion inside. One of the old men with a pale face waved his hand casually, and laid a layer of enchantment to envelop the entire Changyang Mansion, and the enchantment was even underground, and even the hope of escaping from the secret passage underground was blocked.

From the Holy Empire's City of Gods, the Bright Saint Master Guild has finally arrived.

The sudden convulsion attracted the attention of everyone in Changyang Mansion, and the group of guards who had just relaxed because of the departure of the two brothers and sisters suddenly became nervous again, looking up at the sky one by one, with solemn expressions, especially when they saw the enchantment that enveloped the entire Changyang Mansion, the faces of many guards suddenly became a little pale. Because they all know that this is the divine power of the Holy King.

Chang Bo also noticed the strangeness in the sky, temporarily put the sadness in his heart behind, and with a movement of his mind, he controlled the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to drag his body towards the sky. His gaze quickly swept over everyone, and when he found more than a dozen seventh-order Light Saint Masters in the field who were stepping on white clouds, wearing white robes, and wearing purple badges on their chests, his face suddenly became unprecedentedly solemn.

"Seniors, are you from the Bright Saint Master Guild of the City of God?" Chang Bo arched his hand to everyone, his tone was extremely polite, the group of people in front of him was not something that the small Changyang Mansion under his feet could offend.

"Yes, we are the people of the Bright Saint Master Guild, this is my master, the elder of the Bright Saint Master Guild, when you see my Bright Saint Master Guild, don't you kneel down and bow quickly. A middle-aged man standing beside the president of the Bright Saint Master Guild pointed at Chang Bo and shouted. This person was none other than the president's second disciple, Yun Tian.

"The younger generation Chang Wuji has seen the respected elder. Chang Bo hurriedly bowed his hand, his tone was very polite, the president of the Bright Saint Master Guild did have the strength to make him respect. However, he didn't kneel, in his heart, except for a few people such as the master and the old lady who had disappeared for hundreds of years, no one was qualified to let him kneel, even if the other party was the president of the Bright Saint Master Guild.

Seeing that Chang Bo did not kneel, Yun Tian's face suddenly became angry, he and Jian Chen already had a grudge first, and then Jian Chen took away the holy weapon of the Bright Saint Master Guild, cutting off his hope of becoming a seventh-order Bright Saint Master, therefore, in Yun Tian's heart, he already hated Jian Chen, and he would not let go of anyone related to Jian Chen.

"Presumptuous, just a few people, seeing that the president of my Bright Saint Master Guild still doesn't kneel, he can't find death. Yun Tian shouted at Chang Bo.

"Yuntian, don't be rude!" The president of the Bright Saint Master Guild raised his hand to stop Yun Tian, although Jian Chen took away the holy weapon of the Bright Saint Master Guild, he also knew that it was the holy weapon that ran to Jian Chen's side by himself, and it was not snatched away by Jian Chen. Therefore, the president of the Bright Saint Master Guild didn't want to have a stiff relationship with Jian Chen because of the matter in Changyang Mansion, after all, there was still room for maneuver in the matter now.

The president of the Bright Saint Master Guild bowed his hand to Chang Boluo and said, "I don't know if Jian Chen's sword dust is here?"

"Honorable Elder, the Fourth Young Master has left, and even the old slave doesn't know where the Dao is going. Chang Bo said calmly, without the slightest fluster.

"Master, since Yang Yutian is not here, then let's simply invite everyone in Changyang Mansion to our Bright Saint Master Guild, and when Yang Yutian comes back, let him directly go to our Bright Saint Master Guild to receive people. Yun Tian, who was standing beside the president, spoke.

The chairman did not reply to Yun Tian, and continued to ask, "Then I don't know when Jian Chen will come back." "If it weren't for the uncompulsion, the president of the Bright Saint Master Guild didn't want to easily offend Jian Chen's family, in case he angered Jian Chen, hid the holy weapon, or gave it to the hands of a certain powerful force, then their Bright Saint Master Guild would lose more than it gained.

"When the fourth young master will come back, the old slave doesn't know. Chang Bo said.

"President, just follow what Yuntian said, bring the people of Changyang Mansion back, as long as I control these people, I don't believe that Jian Chen will not obediently hand over the holy weapon. Behind him, an elder of the Bright Saint Master Guild spoke.

"President, I think this move is feasible, this Yang Yu Tian doesn't know when Lu Dao will come back, it is impossible for so many of us to stay here and wait for him all the time, and there must be relatives of Yang Yu Tian among these people, as long as these people are mastered, this Yang Yu Tian will definitely appear soon. Another elder seconded.

The president of the Bright Saint Master Guild thought for a moment, and finally agreed to their proposal, saying: "For the sake of today, this is the only way, everyone in Changyang Mansion, please come to my Bright Saint Master Guild for a few days, and when Jian Chen returns the holy weapon of my Bright Saint Master Guild in the future, I will release you." ”

Hearing this, Chang Bo's face sank slightly, and he said, "Could it be that if the Fourth Young Master doesn't come back for a hundred years, your Bright Saint Master Guild will imprison us for a hundred years?"

"That's good!" replied the president of the Bright Saint Master Guild with a blank face. He couldn't wait for a hundred years at all, and after a hundred years, they Bright Saint Master Guild really didn't know what would become of them.

A trace of anger appeared on Chang Bo's face, and he said coldly: "Although you Bright Saint Master will be powerful, if you want to control the people of my Changyang Mansion, you are not qualified yet. ”

Hearing this, the faces of all the people in the Bright Saint Master Guild changed, and Chang Bo's words simply didn't take the Bright Saint Master Guild in his eyes at all, which made a group of pampered people in the Bright Saint Master Guild have a trace of anger in their hearts.

"Look for death!" A middle-aged man in a power suit immediately shouted angrily, slapped his hand, and an invisible force of heaven and earth rushed towards Chang Bo, and the space where Chang Bo was was also frozen in an instant, confined his body tightly and couldn't move a bit.

The invisible power of heaven and earth hit Chang Bo's body mercilessly, making Chang Bo snort, his face instantly turned pale, and the blood in his mouth kept spitting. At the same time, the space that imprisoned Chang Bo also returned to normal, and Chang Bo's body no longer had the power to float in the air, and fell directly from the sky.

Below, several elders of Changyang Mansion who possessed the strength of the Earth Saint Master exclaimed one after another, and immediately several people jumped up to catch Chang Bo's falling body. At this moment, the expressions of these elders were full of worry. They knew that this time Changyang Mansion was facing big trouble again, and it was a big trouble, directly offending the Bright Saint Master Union, this is a big man in the Holy Empire, much stronger than the Qin Imperial State, one of the eight great powers on the Tianyuan Continent.

The middle-aged man who did it glanced at Chang Bo coldly, and said: "The small family also dares to be presumptuous in front of the Bright Saint Master Guild, it is simply not knowing whether to live or die, spare your life this time, if there is a next time, I will directly kill you on the spot, and never stay behind." ”

The gap between the Sky Saint Master and the Saint King is really too big, all under the Saint King are ants, although Chang Bo has almost reached the peak of the Sky Saint Master, he is still vulnerable in front of a Saint King powerhouse.

No one stopped the middle-aged man's behavior, even the president and the great elder of the Bright Saint Master Guild, although they didn't want to make a big deal with Jian Chen, they also had their own bottom line, and what Chang Bo just said had obviously violated the bottom line of the Bright Saint Master Guild.

The leader of the Bright Saint Master Guild looked at the white-haired old man and said, "Trouble Elder Jia to bring all the people from Changyang Mansion back to the headquarters." ”

The old man with a pale face nodded slightly, and then directly tore through the space and established a space gate leading to the Bright Saint Master General Union, and he was going to put everyone in Changyang Mansion into the total union of the Bright Saint Master Union.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a muffled sound suddenly came, and I saw that the huge barrier enveloping Changyang Mansion shattered, and the four figures had already appeared outside the barrier at some point.

They are two men and two women, and they are the Changyang Zu Yeyun couple and the two brothers and sisters who came from the Changyang Mansion of the guardian family.

Everyone in the Bright Saint Master Guild immediately focused their eyes on the four Changyang Ancestor Yeyun who suddenly arrived, and a middle-aged man immediately opened his mouth and asked, "Who are you, report your name." ”

The gazes of Changyang Ancestor Yeyun and Changyang Ancestor Yunxiao swept over a group of people from the Bright Saint Master Guild, and even though they lost interest, Changyang Ancestor Yunxiao murmured softly, "Why are the people of the Bright Saint Master Guild also here." Yunfei, Yunxiao, is that place you are talking about here?"

"Grandpa Yunxiao, Grandma Night, yes, it's here. Changyang Ancestor Yunfei opened his mouth to speak, but his eyes scanned the crowd below, and finally found Chang Wuji, who was seriously injured and lying on the ground, and immediately stretched out his hand to point at him, and said, "It's him, Grandpa Yunxiao, Grandma Ye, he is the one who calls himself Chang Wuji." ”

Changyang Ancestor Yunxiao and Changyang Ancestor Yeyun stared at each other, and they all converged on Chang Wuji's body, and then their bodies shook slightly, and the next moment they suddenly appeared beside Chang Wuji, the light in their eyes flashed, and they looked at Chang Wuji with a little excitement.

The current Chang Wuji is already an old man over seventy years old, and his appearance has changed drastically from before, so that the two couples did not recognize him for a while.

"You... You are Chang Wuji. Changyang Zu Yeyun asked uncertainly, her tone was full of hope, and now she was very nervous, very worried about whether this Chang Wuji was the person she was looking for.

A group of elders of Changyang Mansion who surrounded Chang Wuji looked at each other one by one, their eyes glancing at the middle-aged couple from time to time, guessing the identities of the two of them in their hearts, but none of them dared to speak. If you can break the barrier laid by the Holy King, then you must be the Holy King.

Seeing this middle-aged couple, Chang Wuji's expression suddenly became excited, two lines of muddy tears flowed out of his eyes like a fountain, he struggled to stand up, and said in a trembling tone: "Old... Old lady, old ... Old... Old man, slave... Slave....slave is constant... Chang Wuji, to the old... Old lady, the old man saluted, cough cough..."Chang Bo received a blow from the Saint King's powerhouse, and although the other party was merciful, he was still extremely injured, and even his tone of voice was very weak and intermittent. After speaking, a few mouthfuls of blood coughed out of his mouth uncontrollably, staining his clothes red.