Chaotic Sword God

Soon a faint thought came out of the jade pendant and penetrated directly into the old man's eyebrows.

The old man closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes and said in surprise: "I didn't expect this to be true. There is a person named Yang Yutian who passed the certification of the sixth-order light master at the age of twenty-four. This Yang Yutian's talent is too high, it's unbelievable, but since he has reached the strength of the sixth-order bright saint, he will definitely participate in the competition between the seventh-order bright saints after that year... "The light in the old man's eyes flickered, and then he waved at Leiyin: "Leiyin, go down."

"It's the third grandpa!" Lei Yin reverently stepped out.

When Lei Yin left, the heavy door was closed again. The old man stood in the completely sealed room, bowed his head and meditated, then took out the jade pendant and shot a thought from the eyebrows into the jade pendant and disappeared.

In a luxurious mansion in the City of Gods, a gentle middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and in front of the middle-aged man's chest, a half-meter-long dagger radiated a soft light, floating in the void, and in the dagger's edge. There is a powerful energy fluctuation hidden inside.

The gentle middle-aged man stared at the dagger in front of him, which was completely condensed from the holy energy of light, and sighed: "In one and a half years, the door of the holy artifact will be opened again, and my light magic will be opened again. I'm still in the third tier, but I'm very dissatisfied with the fifty years of progress. I don't know if I can make it into the top ten again in the competition half a year later."

Suddenly, the gentle-looking middle-aged man turned over an ancient jade pendant, and a weak idea emerged from the jade pendant and penetrated into the middle-aged man's eyebrows like lightning.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then slowly opened his eyes with a strange look, exclaimed, "Is it true that someone can advance to the sixth-order bright master at the age of twenty-four? That's too incredible, right? Isn’t the speed of improvement several times faster than that of martial artists? If this news is true, then the Lei family has made a great contribution.”

The middle-aged man dissipated the holy energy of light condensed in front of him, stood up from the bed, and walked back and forth in the luxurious room, thinking alone.

Immediately, the middle-aged man stepped in the direction of the door and shouted in a low voice, "Mr. Feng!"

The door was opened silently, and a burly bald man walked in from the outside and cupped his hands to the gentle middle-aged man: "Dear Mr. Cheng, I don't know what to say!"

The middle-aged man said: "Mr. Feng today, there is a genius in the Guangming Saint Master Guild who has reached the stage of the sixth-order Guangming Saint at a young age. This person's name is Yang Yutian. Go out to inquire about his whereabouts and tell him after you find him. He, Cheng Duantian, I really want to make friends with him. Two days later, Cheng Duantian will wrap up the most famous painting boat in Piaoxiang River twenty miles outside the city, hoping to talk to him."

"It's my esteemed Mr. Cheng, I'll do it right away" the bald man said in a low voice

"Mr. Feng, I don't know if Yang Yutian is still in the Guangming Saint Masters General Union. If not, you can use the power of your family to find it." The middle-aged man's flat tone came from the room again the moment the bald sweat went out.

...

At the same time, many big figures in various places in the City of God received the same news. At the same time, a 24-year-old sixth-order Bright Saint Master appeared in the General Union of the Holy Masters of God. Almost all the big families in the City of God were powerful. know

In another mansion in the City of Gods, an old voice came from a heavily guarded courtyard: "The General Union of Saint Masters of Light has been shocked to see a genius who has reached the sixth rank of Saint of Light at the age of twenty-four. The rank of the teacher is high, and the talent is rare. Xiahou, you immediately take someone out to find this person and invite him to my Hou's mansion with the courtesy of the guest. Remember not to be evil with him."

"Subordinates obey orders!" A cold voice sounded from outside, and then I saw a black shadow swaying slightly, and a figure was shot into the distance at a very fast speed.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man in the southern part of the City of Gods is sitting cross-legged in a dark underground secret room, practicing the magic of light. A thick layer of high temperature shrouded in a sea of ​​fire

This high temperature is completely transmitted from the light holy force. If a sixth-order light holy master comes here, you will be very surprised because this is a phenomenon that only occurs when the light magic is practiced to a high level.

To be able to practice the magic of light to such a degree, even in all the sixth-order light masters in the entire city of gods, it is definitely not more than ten.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the secret room changed his expression, exuding the scorching heat of light, the holy energy immediately dissipated into the invisible, and then a jade pendant appeared in the middle-aged man's hand, and a thought immediately entered its eyebrows from the jade pendant.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "The twenty-four-year-old sixth-order bright master and the potential to practice light magic is close to the seventh-order bright master at the same time. The third disciple, Yang Yutian, you made me feel a little threatened." The middle-aged man flashed a faint cold light, and the door of the secret room slowly opened. The middle-aged man with clouds left as if stepping on auspicious clouds

After walking out of the secret room, the middle-aged man looked at the dark starry sky at night and said casually: "Shadow recently, a genius has appeared in the Guangming Sages Guild. whereabouts and bring it to the house I want to talk to him"

"It's the eldest young master!" A hoarse voice came from a dark corner behind the middle-aged man. Immediately, he saw a breeze blowing and quickly returned to calm.

It was late at night and Jian Chen was resting in a luxurious inn, unaware that his performance today had attracted the attention of many big families and powers in the City of God.

"Sigh, I've been running around all day, but I haven't found any material that can make the Ziqing Shuangjian. If I want to collect the materials for making the Ziqing Shuangjian, I don't know what year and month it will take." Jian Chen Halfway through the bed, I muttered to myself that there was a little loss in my heart

"The only way of attacking the Holy Master of Light is to know how powerful it is. I'm really looking forward to the moment to enter the Holy Light Tower in three days." Jian Chen thought of the Magic of Light and immediately became itchy. He wanted to go to the Holy Light now The Light Tower has seen the only attack method of the Master of Light - Light Magic!

Suddenly, Jian Chen's eyes flickered, his body lying on the bed immediately sat up and stared at the direction of the door.

I saw that the closed door was silently opened, and a man who was covered in black mist walked in without a sound. He could not see his face, only the outline of his body, as if it was a ghost.

Jian Chen calmly stared at the person shrouded in black mist and whispered, "Who are you?"

"Are you Yang Yutian?" The person shrouded in the black mist did not answer the question in a hoarse tone

"That's right, it's me!" Jian Chen didn't have the slightest fear. Although the person in front of him looked strange, he was just a warrior with the power of the dark attribute, and his strength was only at the stage of a sky saint

"Yang Yutian, my eldest young master, would you like to talk to you, come with me?" Hei Ying's hoarse tone was full of indifference

"Who is your eldest young master?" Jian Chen asked in a calm tone

"The identity of my eldest young master will be known when you get there," said the shadow.

There was a sneer at the corner of Jian Chen's mouth, and he leaned on the pillow lazily without looking at the shadow, "I'm sorry, I have to rest, I don't have time to see your eldest young master, please leave my room."

"Yang Yutian, you don't eat a toast and eat a fine drink!" The dark and hard tone gradually cooled down, and a layer of strong killing intent emanated from him.

"Roar!" Perhaps feeling the murderous aura emanating from the black shadow, the little white tiger who was lying on the pillow immediately stood up with his head held high and glared at the black shadow, and in his smart eyes, he even showed a hint of provocation in a very humane way. look

Although the little white tiger is still in the fifth-order magical beast, the strength of the earth sage is equivalent to that of human beings, but facing the black shadow with the strength of the sky sage, he has no fear at all. He even took the initiative to provoke the sky sage.

"Shadow, don't forget what this place is. Could it be that you still dare to do something to the respected sixth-order bright master?" Suddenly a thick voice came from outside, and I saw a burly bald man with sweaty feet from outside. walked in

"Hmph, Feng Jianming, it's really not the right time for you to come." Hei Ying snorted coldly, obviously knowing the bald sweaty man

The bald sweater Feng Jianming sneered at the black shadow and sneered: "I know that you are pretending to be a ghost to scare people, afraid that others will not know that you are the power of darkness attribute holy power. In my eyes, Feng Jianming, your behavior is no different from an idiot."

"What did you say!" The black mist shook violently, and the hoarse tone was full of anger

"Shadow, if you're not convinced, then let's fight again and see who's better, but I have a task at hand now, Feng Jianming, and I don't have time to continue chatting with you here, waiting for Feng Jianming to complete the task that Mr. Cheng explained. Looking forward to your challenge at any time," the bald man said in a cold voice

"Humph!" The shadow snorted coldly and immediately said nothing

Feng Jianming looked at Jianchen and the indifference on Jianchen's face disappeared. He immediately put on an expression and saluted Jianchen politely: "Your Excellency Yang Yutian, Feng Jianming will send you a message on behalf of Mr. Cheng. Mr. Cheng sincerely wants to make friends with you, and in two days, I will book the most famous painting boat on the Fragrant River twenty miles outside the city of God. I hope I can take this opportunity to have a good conversation with Your Excellency Yang Yutian."

"Mr. Cheng?" Jian Chen looked at the bald sweat and said, "But the Chengjia, one of the eight major families that is second only to the Zhajia in the City of God?"

ps: Chapter 1 to Chapter 2 are late~

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