Chaotic Sword God

"It's really shocking that there are so many sources of power here. The power of the source here can already create hundreds of seventh-order bright masters." The chairman of the Guangming Master Guild said excitedly. .

However, at this moment, the bodies of the President of the Guangming Saint Master Guild and the Great Elder shook violently at the same time, and a pair of old eyes stared at the center of the hall for a moment, their expressions sluggish.

There, a white ball the size of a human head was suspended in the air, and the pure power of the source was swallowed out of the ball, turning into a dense fog to cover the ball, looming, if you don't look carefully, it is difficult to see. Discover the existence of this sphere.

After discovering the head-sized ball, the president and the first elder could no longer look away, and they had already attracted all their attention. After a while, the two men stepped forward with a blank expression, subconsciously moving towards Walking with the ball, tremblingly stretched out his hands and slowly wiped it towards the ball floating in the air.

The moment their hands touched the ball, the bodies of the two of them suddenly shook, and their hearts were extremely horrified. This head-sized ball that constantly spit out the power of the source turned out to be the source of the holy power of light. The power is condensed, and even the vastness of the source power contained in it has reached a level that they can't even imagine.

The president and the first elder of the Guangming Saint Master Guild stood there dumbfounded, and they were shocked and speechless at the moment because of their state of mind.

After a while, the two of them finally came back to their senses, and they all took a deep breath. Looking at the eyes that were completely powered by the source of light, there was still an indescribable shock and inconceivable.

"Jianchen, are you a seventh-order bright saint teacher, or an eighth-order bright saint teacher." The elder stared at Jian Chen in shock, his eyes flickering, full of deep anticipation.

Jian Chen smiled mysteriously, raised his right hand, and at his fingertips, a beam of milky white light suddenly appeared. This was not an ordinary holy force of light, but the power of the source of a holy force of light.

The only difference is that the power of the source of the holy power of light that Jian Chen is using at this moment is not flying out from the eyebrows, but emanating from the tips of the fingers, and this source of power is better than that of the holy master of light. The power of the source possessed by the president of the trade union and the great elder is much stronger.

The eyes of the president and the first elder suddenly froze, staring intently at the source of Jian Chen's fingertips, and their expressions gradually became excited.

"Eighth-order, eighth-order, this is the source power possessed by the eighth-order Guangming Saint Master." The president of the Guangming Saint Master Guild lost his voice, with a scorching glow in his eyes, even the Great Elder.

Any seventh-order luminous sage desires to reach the eighth rank in his lifetime, just as the holy king longs to become a holy emperor, and the holy emperor longs to become a holy emperor, but the only regret is that there is no source of light in this world. Therefore, it is almost impossible for a seventh-order light master to become an eighth-order.

Even if it is the only eighth-order bright saint teacher who appeared in the ancient years, it was only with the help of the holy artifact that he successfully broke through.

"On the Tianyuan Continent, there is finally a second rank eighth-rank Bright Saint Master." The Great Elder sighed for a while, looking at Jian Chen with a very complicated look. On the Tianyuan Continent, he had never seen a Bright Saint Master and a fellow practitioner. People, and Jian Chen in front of him, not only surpassed the Holy Emperor in strength and became the supreme human race today, but even the light holy force has also reached the eighth-order, becoming the second eighth-order light saint teacher in the history of Tianyuan Continent.

Suddenly, the president of the Guangming Saint Master Guild changed his expression and said to Jian Chen excitedly: "Jianchen, since you are now an eighth-order Guangming Saint Master, do you have the ability to revive the holy soldiers? "

Hearing this, Jian Chen's expression darkened, he shook his head gently, and sighed: "Reviving the holy soldiers also requires corresponding secret techniques. Although I have obtained some secret techniques from the holy artifact space, they are not complete and not enough. Bring the holy soldiers back to life, the president, the great elder, I wonder if there is a corresponding secret method in the Guangming Holy Master Guild."

The guild leader and the first elder sighed together with a look of disappointment on their faces. The guild leader said with regret: "Our Guangming Saint Master Guild does not have such a powerful secret technique, and as far as I know, the one that appeared in the ancient times. It seems that the eighth-order Guangming Saint Master has never resurrected the Holy Soldier, so it can be seen that the great Guangming Saint Master in the ancient times also did not master the complete secret technique."

Jian Chen was silent, very disappointed. For him today, the eighth-order bright master could not bring him the slightest improvement in combat power. The only thing he valued was that the eighth-order bright master had the ability to revive the saints. However, now, he has not mastered the complete secret method to revive the holy soldier, and it is almost useless to advance to the eighth-order bright holy master.

Next, Jian Chen temporarily left the holy artifact in the Guangming Saint Master Guild, and let the president and the first elder cultivate in it, hoping that they could step into the ranks of the eighth-order Guangming Saint Master as soon as possible.

The eighth-order bright master is not only the realm they dream of, but once they step into the eighth-order, their lifespan will be greatly increased.

In addition, Quan Youcai, the sixth-order bright sage who Jian Chen made friends with in the City of God, also entered the sacred space together, and even the eldest lady of the Kara family, Kara Liwei, was also under Jian Chen's deliberately. He was granted the opportunity to enter the Holy Artifact space to practice.

Jian Chen only stayed in the Guangming Shengshi Guild for a few hours before leaving here, and then came alone to the Fragrant River outside the City of God, standing by the river staring at the calm river in a daze, unable to restrain his memories. From the past scenes.

On this Fragrant River, he not only experienced a fierce battle, but also formed a karmic relationship with Fairy Haoyue here, and finally made her fiancee You Yue become Fairy Haoyue's apprentice.

"On this Fragrant River, I have a deep memory imprinted on it. How long can this familiar river surface, familiar shore, and that painting boat last?" After a long time, Jian Chen let out a sigh, and then turned It shot into the sky for a purple light, and disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.

Jian Chen rode the Ziying sword back to Raging Flame City, and after a few words with You Yue, Bi Lian and a group of old friends, he went straight into the forbidden area in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion.

There are no guards in this forbidden area, it is quiet, only a temple stands quietly there, emitting a radiance, as soft as the bright moonlight, even in the daytime when the sun is shining, it is so bright and bright , the scorching sun can't hide its brilliance.

"Jianchen is here to visit Fairy Haoyue." Jian Chen stood at the gate of the Haoyue Temple and bowed to the temple.

"come in."

As Fairy Haoyue's voice came from inside the temple, the closed door of the Haoyue Temple slowly opened, and suddenly a cold air came out from the temple, filled with a cold feeling.

Jian Chen strode into the Haoyue Temple with Ziqing Shuangjian on his back, and finally entered a magnificent hall on the top floor of the Haoyue Temple. The hall was empty, and only a throne stood at the end of the hall.

At this moment, in a flash of brilliance, Fairy Haoyue's illusory figure quietly appeared. She was sitting on the throne at the end of the hall, looking down at Jian Chen with a condescending attitude, her eyes were bright, with a sense of admiration.

"Jianchen pays homage to Fairy Haoyue." Jian Chen bowed to Fairy Haoyue, and did not mind Fairy Haoyue's condescending attitude. In terms of age, he was not even a fraction of Fairy Haoyue, and in terms of seniority, Fairy Haoyue was even more of him. His fiancee, the teacher of Youyue, and once also helped him out of trouble and guarded the family's Changyang Mansion. He had to do this ceremony no matter what.