The four rebel ancestors showed their strengths.

Some people take out their swords, and the sword light seems to be a mighty river, rushing for thousands of miles.

Some people cast spells, and the thick black fog seemed to be an endless abyss.

Some people summoned magic weapons to resist, and the golden light instantly turned into battle armor, enveloping the whole body.

Some people were aroused to be ruthless, and simply ignored the terrifying blade in front of them, and instead attacked Shen Jian, striving to fight for the same end.

But no matter what they do, it's just in vain.

The pitch-black domineering blade is fierce.

Cut off the river of sword light.

Cut through the black fog of the abyss.

Slash through the Golden Armor.

Everywhere the blade, none of the four Yuan Infant Ancestors were spared, and they were all killed on the spot.

Someone made a dying attack, but the three-story pagoda above Shen Jian's head flashed with golden light, blocking the attack.

That Feather Clan's Yuan Infant Ancestor could only watch Shen Jian be safe and sound.

And he himself had been cut in two by the pitch-black blade, and blood and feathers flew all over the sky.

In the shape of a circle, the pitch-black sword light spread out in all directions, and after killing the four opponents, the castration still did not stop, and it further slashed towards the pillar of light that supported the boundary barrier.

Although it has been consumed and the murderous aura of the edge has weakened, it is still terrifying.

Relying on the blessing of the formation enchantment, the pillar of light finally resisted the residual momentum of Shen Jian's first sword.

But Shen Jian immediately urged the bronze Xiaoding and sent out the second knife.

The terrifying pitch-black blade condensed between heaven and earth, and the scale seemed to be no weaker than that brilliant pillar of light.

If the pillar of light was like the pillar of optimus, then the pitch-black sword intent at this moment turned into a giant knife that cut off the pillar of heaven.

The terrifying blade swung down, tearing the heavens and the earth, as if leaving a long-lasting scar between the heavens and the earth.

The bright pillar of light, which could no longer be supported, was cut off by Shen Jian's second knife!

The blade castrated and continued to slash towards the tower below.

The tower shattered, revealing an intricate array of sigils and a figure.

The man had wings on his back, and he was indeed from the Yu tribe.

The Feather Federation came to the Yuan Infant Ancestor of the Jiacheng Realm, a total of three people, all of whom are here.

Following the first two, this last Feather Clan Yuan Infant Ancestor was also killed by Shen Jian.

In Yuanyuan City, the high-level powerhouses of the rebels stationed here, whether they were responsible for supporting the boundary enchantment or preparing to encircle and ambush, were all swept away by Shen Jian.

Although it was an ambush killing trap, it was forcibly trampled on by Shen Jian.

And all of this happened in a blink of an eye.

The other rebel monks in Origin City didn't have time to react, and they were still at a loss.

Everyone saw that the thick pillar of light that had been like the pillar of optimus holding up the sky and illuminating the earth for these days suddenly disappeared.

Some of the people who still couldn't come to the gods, looking up, could only see a three-story pagoda with a faint golden light, suspended in the sky.

When most of the people reacted, they couldn't help but be in an uproar, and they couldn't believe that their own Origin City had been attacked by someone unknowingly.

Even the most determined person is in chaos at this moment, and he can't live in fear.

Shen Jian ignored the others.

He looked up at the sky.

The bright pillar of light that rose in the Origin City disappeared.

Without this pillar, the dark canopy above kept rippling and surging in the wind.

However, the black boundary barrier has not disappeared.

The enchantment remains.

From all directions, streams of light could be faintly seen running and flowing in the sky, converging towards the Origin City.

It's like closing a loophole.

It seems that the fulcrum here in Origin City is not the core fulcrum of the Jiacheng Realm Enchantment.

And Lin Shaosong is not here.

Under the diffusion realm fulcrum, a fulcrum is destroyed, but as long as it is not the core, it can still be supported in a short time.

Although the power of the realm will be attenuated and become unstable, it can be seen that where the other fulcrums are located, Lin Shaosong and the others are making every effort to adjust.

If the Yanhuang fleet outside the realm wants to break through the boundary barrier of Jiacheng Realm, it may be easier than before, but it is difficult to do it overnight and succeed in a short period of time.

Shen Jian sensed his physical state, and it had not yet reached the point where the oil ran out, and he could still continue to urge the mysterious sword intent in the bronze small ding.

But the number of times is limited, and there is no room for waste.

The next knife, he must leave it to the core fulcrum.

Fortunately, he already had a plan in mind.

The fulcrum of the Origin City Boundary was destroyed, and the fulcrum of other places tried to make up for it and stabilize the entire realm.

However, in the short period of time after the Fulcrum of Origin City was destroyed, the boundary enchantment was somewhat unstable, which was exactly the opportunity that Shen Jian wanted to take advantage of.

After cutting off the pillar of light and clearing away the enemies of the Yuan Infant Stage here, Shen Jian didn't say a word, and immediately tried to communicate with Shenzhou on the other side.

In the palm of his right hand, silver light flowed, forming light patterns and turning into token sigils.

Shen Jian's own eyes also showed a silver stream of light, intertwined into mysterious runes.

He looked up and saw that the dark sky was no longer pitch black, but vaguely showing some lines.

Observing these lines, Shen Jian found his goal.

At this moment, now that the action has been made, there is no need to worry about revealing his whereabouts.

His figure entered the three-story pagoda, and the pagoda turned into a golden light and flew away through the air.

Although there are still a large number of rebels here in Yuanyuan City, there is no need for him to continue to worry about it.

He had only one goal at the moment, which was to break the defensive barrier of the entire Jiacheng Realm.

After the Yan and Huang troops outside the realm attacked, the rebels here naturally became unstable.

The golden light of the pagoda pierced the sky, and quickly came to another core industrial area in the Jiacheng realm.

Next to this industrial area is another Xiongcheng, although it is not as good as Yuanyuan City, but it also covers a vast area and is huge in scale.

In this city, just like the previous Origin City, a huge pillar of bright light rose in the center of the city, soaring into the sky, like a pillar of heaven, supporting the dark sky.

Shen Jian didn't say a word, urging the mysterious sword intent hidden in the bronze Xiaoding.

The cracks on the surface of the bronze tripod sent out the third knife of today!

The terrifying blade that slashed through the sky once again slashed at the pillar of light.

From the outside, this pillar of light doesn't seem to be different from the pillar of light in Origin City.

But when it comes to a powerful attack, it's different.

The pillar of light here, the power contained in it is obviously stronger, desperately resisting the pitch-black blade.

In the canopy above, there are even streams of light appearing, gathering from all directions to support the pillars of light here.

Sure enough, it is where the core fulcrum is.

Seeing this, Shen Jian's face did not change.

Immediately another slash out!

The power of the previous and second knives is stacked together.

Even this core fulcrum of the realm enchantment is no longer easy to resist.

The pillar of light could not support it, and after a burst of twisting, it immediately shattered and cracked.

The pitch-black blade cleaved the light, all the way down, as if a divine punishment, smashing the tower on the ground below that was the source of the light!