On the ink cloud painting boat, more than 20 people in black were shocked by the vision that appeared in the sky, and at this moment, a strong sense of non-play suddenly appeared in everyone's hearts.

"Everyone, let's kill him, don't let him use this magic spell. A black-clothed ** said in a voice, he couldn't care about the strength of Jian Chen, and rushed towards Jian Chen.

Subsequently, the rest of the black-clothed people also reacted, and they all rushed towards Jian Chen, trying to plan the divine technique that Jian Chen's was still brewing, although many of them didn't know what this divine technique was, but just by looking at this huge momentum, they could understand how powerful this divine technique was.

In the sky, the few black-clothed men who performed the Heaven Rank Combat Skill were also ready, and the huge coercion suddenly permeated the heavens and the earth, locking the sword dust tightly, but just as they were about to swing the Holy Soldier in their hands to knock the Heaven Rank Combat Skill out, a cold voice came from below.

God-sei-magic!

A circle of visible ripples spread rapidly towards the surroundings with the sword dust as the center, and wherever the ripples passed, the space there froze in an instant, and those black-clothed people who rushed towards the sword dust, their entire bodies were still frozen in various postures, and they couldn't move a bit.

At this moment, time seems to stand still.

The bodies of all the people, including the Eight Great Families, were imprisoned by an invisible force, the painting boat stopped swimming, the river stopped flowing, and even the breeze dissipated without a trace, and the heaven-level combat skills in the sky that had been brewed and were about to be performed were also frozen there, and the surging energy was bound there by the invisible force, and not a single cent could be dissipated.

The entire world realm became quiet at this moment, only the white light in the sky became brighter and brighter, more and more dazzling, and at the end, there was a huge pillar of light with a diameter of 100 meters falling from the sky, enveloping everyone in the field inside.

Jian Chen's hand pinched the strange seal, and he stood on the deck with his eyes closed, and at the moment when he was enveloped by the pillar of light, he felt that his spirit seemed to have established a wonderful connection with the pillar of light.

The area shrouded by the pillar of light seems to have become another realm, in this realm, Jian Chen is a god, an omnipotent god, a god who controls the life and death of others, unless the strength surpasses this realm, reaches the limit that this realm can bear and breaks the realm, otherwise, it will not be able to escape the judgment of the realm.

Several heaven-level combat skills in the sky quickly dissipated, turning into a stream of heaven and earth vitality dissipating between heaven and earth, and in an instant, the bodies of those black-clothed people who used heaven-level combat skills slowly turned into ashes and dissipated into the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye, from feet to head.

Immediately afterwards, the two dozen or so black-clothed people standing on the deck of the painting boat slowly turned into ashes from their feet to their heads without exception, with no blood flowing out and no clothes left, and even the space ring on their hands turned into ashes and dissipated into heaven and earth, which was very weird.

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty black-clothed people with Sky Saint Masters were all dead, and none of them were spared.

Although this was only an incomplete Divine Descent Technique, its power was by no means beyond the strength of the Sky Saint Master.

When all the black-clothed people died, the huge pillar of light that fell from the sky quickly disappeared, and the imprisoned people also regained control of their bodies, and the time that seemed to stand still also flowed again, the painting boat broke through the water and continued to wander, and the river was also flowing slowly, making a gentle gushing sound.

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

Although the Divine Descent Technique and the Sword of Judgment are tied for the three major divine arts, the Divine Descent Technique is a forbidden technique after all, and the power between the two cannot be compared at all.

His current state is as if he is an ordinary mortal who has not slept for three days and three nights, not only is he very sleepy, but the excessive mental wear and tear makes his mind a sharp pain, very uncomfortable.

The people of the Eight Great Families stood there one by one, unable to come back to their senses at all, although their bodies were imprisoned just now, they could not move a bit, but their brains could also think, and they could see that incredible scene clearly, more than twenty Sky Saint Masters, in this way, they were reduced to ashes little by little in that white pillar of light and dissipated, they didn't even have the strength to resist, and they even lost the ability to struggle, which had a great impact on their hearts.

After all, it wasn't a seventh-order Light Saint Master who had achieved 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!

Counting the white light pierced the pitch-black sky, flew rapidly from a distance, and finally all stopped in the sky above the painting boat of the Piaoxiang River.

Standing at the front was an old man with crane hair and a childish face, wearing a white robe, and at the feet of the old man, stepping on a cloud completely condensed by the holy power of light, like a fairy.

This person was the president of the Bright Saint Master Guild, and behind the leader were several elders who had reached the strength of the seventh-order Bright Saint Master, two of whom were the ninth elders, the fourteenth elders, and the fifth elders that Jian Chen had seen.

The president's gaze quickly swept over the ink cloud painting boat, and soon stopped at Jian Chen, who was tired, and the look of surprise in his eyes flashed, and said, "Yang Yutian, you performed that divine descending technique just now!"

Jian Chen's eyes stared at the leader in the sky a little blankly, and said: "Yang Yutian has seen the master, the master guessed well, the divine descending technique just now was indeed performed by the disciple, but it is not complete." ”

The look of surprise on the leader's face became more and more intense, and even the several elders standing behind him stared at Jian Chen with incredulous eyes.

"Yang Yutian, could it be that you broke through the seal of those three great divine arts?" the guild leader asked again.

Jian Chen nodded slightly, he had no strength to speak, and now he wanted to fall down immediately and fall asleep, the severe mental overdraft brought not only strong symptoms such as fatigue and headaches, but also a feeling as if his soul was about to dissipate.

"Ha Lu Ha Ha, it's good, it's not my disciple, Yang Yutian, your performance makes me very satisfied. President Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed, very excited, and immediately made a move, a cloud of rich light holy power formed a cloud, dragging Jian Chen's body from the painting boat to fly, and said in a concerned tone for the first time: "Yang Yutian, you are now suffering too much, you must recover as soon as possible, let the teacher take you back." ”

Immediately, the president's gaze fell on those people from the Eight Great Families, and his gaze suddenly became fierce, and he said in a deep voice: "You people from the Eight Great Families had better give me some peace, otherwise, even if the Zha family takes care of you, my Bright Saint Master Guild will never forgive you and others." ”

Hearing this, the faces of the eight major families changed in unison, and they were suddenly silent.

The president flew away from this place with the sword dust and rushed straight to the Bright Saint Master General Union. The fifth elder looked at the bloodstained painting boat, sighed lightly, and said secretly in his heart: "The people of these eight major families are too much, this Yang Yutian is a person who is highly valued by the president, fortunately nothing happened to him, otherwise, I am afraid that the anger of the president will be ignited again." With a move from the Fifth Elder, a soft ball of Light Saint Power immediately lifted Yang Ling, who had been badly injured, and then followed the leader back to the Bright Saint Master's headquarters.

As soon as they left, only the people of the Eight Great Families and Quan Youcai were left on the painting boat, and everyone was still standing there in shock, and the power of the divine descent technique completely deterred them.

"Well, you've gone a little too far this time, but it's good that things haven't gotten out of control. An old voice sounded above the painting boat, clearly reaching the ears of everyone in the eight major families.

I saw that ten meters above the painting boat, I don't know when more than a dozen people of different ages had appeared, they seemed to be one with heaven and earth, suspended in the air without any force, and they looked more like ordinary ordinary people.

Those people from the Eight Great Families were all shocked, and immediately knelt on their knees and shouted, "Children and grandchildren have seen the ancestors!"

"Alas, let's go back, don't do it too obviously next time, once someone catches the handle, the family will be implicated by you, the Bright Saint Master Guild is definitely not something we can provoke. An old man sighed lightly, made a gesture of his hand, and left here with a white robed Light Saint Master and a Sky Saint Master's guard from his own family.

Subsequently, the rest of the dozen or so ancestors also left the painting boat with their own clansmen, and soon, the people on the painting boat left cleanly.

"One by one, I'm still going to stay and do something, this ink cloud is the most famous painting boat in Piaoxiang River, and now it is so badly damaged, but I have to lose a lot of money, but fortunately, the little brother of Yang Yutian has nothing to do, but the strength of this little brother of Yang Yutian is too perverted, and even the forbidden technique has been performed, I have the right to learn from the forbidden technique of the little brother of Yang Yutian. Kwon Youcai muttered and walked out of the cabin, and then quickly condensed into a white cloud under his feet and flew away from the boat.

As soon as Quan Youcai left, a middle-aged beautiful woman ran out of the cabin, crying and shouting: "Dear Bright Saint Master, this painting boat has been damaged by you, you can't just leave, how can I explain it to the boss!"

"Go, go, this doesn't matter what I have the right to do, and the painting boat is not my right to be broken, I want to compensate and go directly to the eight families, all of this is because the eight families have nothing to do, and they are driven out when they are full and can't find anything to do. The voice of the powerful talent remained in mid-air, and the voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

PS: Chapter 2 to.