Jian Chen was enveloped in a milky white holy light emitted by the black-clothed deacon, and flew away from the city at a very slow speed in Jian Chen's eyes, galloping away into the distance.
This black-clothed deacon was obviously a holy war celestial master. His face was expressionless, cold and taciturn, and he did not communicate with Jian Chen in any way. He just focused on taking Jian Chen on his way.
Jian Chen also did not speak. At this moment, he had closed his eyes, silently sensing the mystery of the black-clothed deacon's use and control of the holy power of light.
Although this black-clothed deacon's cultivation realm is only equivalent to a warrior in the early realm of the main god, such strength is almost as weak as an ant in the eyes of Jian Chen, who already has the ability to kill the powerhouse in the beginning realm. But the achievements of this black-clothed deacon in the aspect of light holy power are by no means comparable to Jian Chen, who is only a ninth-rank light holy master.
Therefore, in the black-clothed deacon, there are many things that Jian Chen can learn from.
Soon, Jian Chen was completely immersed in his understanding of the holy power of light. After all, he is a strong man who can fight with the Beginning Realm. He has a rich foundation. Once his light holy power stayed at the ninth order and was unable to break through, because he has not yet found a way forward.
At this moment, at such a close distance, he realized the use of the holy power of light by the black-clothed deacon. For him, it was as if he had seen a bright light in the dark night, allowing him to see the way forward in an instant. .
Suddenly, around Jian Chen's body, a dazzling milky white light shone up, becoming more and more intense, just like the scorching sun in the sky, covering Jian Chen's entire body.
At the same time, an extremely pure source of light source power also gathered from all directions, and finally formed an energy vortex on top of Jian Chen's head that only a light saint can feel, and Jian Chen , it is like a long whale absorbing water, absorbing all the power of the light source of holy power gathered on the top of the head.
In Jian Chen's mind, the Yuan Dan, which is completely condensed by the power of the light source, symbolizing the ninth-order light saint, is spinning rapidly, and the Yuan Dan is increasing at a very terrifying speed. A qualitative change is underway.
In the end, the original white and flawless Yuan Dan turned into a crimson color. It was quietly suspended in Jian Chen's brain, emitting a faint red light. It looked like a red flower.
"I actually made a breakthrough at this time. It seems that this kid is quite talented." The black-clothed deacon who was escorting Jian Chen glanced at Jian Chen in surprise, and was also amazed in his heart.
But it was obvious that even if Jian Chen made a breakthrough, his strength was still not on the table in the eyes of the black-clothed deacon. Therefore, his breakthrough did not attract much attention from the black-clothed deacon.
I just don't know if the black-clothed deacon knows that Jian Chen is a strong man who can kill the Beginning Realm, can he still maintain such calm
"The seven colors of Yuan Dan correspond to the three major source realms and the four god realms. My Yuan Dan is red now, which means that I have officially broken through the ninth rank and entered the tenth rank." Jian Chen He secretly said in his heart that he did not expect that before reaching the Temple of Light, his Holy Power of Light had made the first breakthrough.
Moreover, this is still without cultivating the exercises. It is all based on the perception of the use of the holy power of light by the black-clothed deacon to find the right direction and take the opportunity to break through.
This can't help but fill his heart with anticipation. He doesn't know what kind of amazing form his rank of Saint Master of Guangming will take when he obtains high-level exercises from the Temple of Light.
After all, he is different from ordinary people. On the surface, although he is only a bright saint who has just entered the tenth order, in secret, he is still a warrior with a powerful primordial spirit.
"Here we are, this is the Temple of Light." At this time, the black-clothed deacon listened and said to Jian Chen.
Hearing this, Jian Chen looked up and found himself in the middle of a continuous mountain of light and holy energy. Between the mountains, stone houses or cave dwellings could be seen everywhere. The Guangming Saint Masters were moving around, they flew between the heavens and the earth, and they were enveloped by a layer of rich white light, and they looked a bit immortal.
Jian Chen just casually swept the scene between the mountains and suddenly raised his head, staring into the distance.
With his eyesight, he could clearly see that millions of miles away, there was an incomparably huge temple standing above the clouds, emitting a dazzling white holy light illuminating the heaven and earth, covering the endless mountains. .
The entire temple is extremely holy, with an invisible breath, giving people a feeling of being full of holiness.
"This is the outer mountain of our Guangming Temple. There are some disciples with ordinary aptitude and low strength. You are a one-star genius, and you are qualified to enter the inner mountain directly and worship under the door of a God of Light. Every God of Light, in Our Temple of Light has the title of protector."
"And in the past ten years, all the new star-level genius disciples have been in charge of Han Hufa."
"I'll take you to Hufa Han's territory. From now on, you should practice with Hufa Han. If you perform well, you may be eligible to enter the temple to practice." The black-clothed deacon explained to Jian Chen. In the temple, his eyes couldn't help showing longing.
The black-clothed deacon took Jian Chen to a peak in the inner mountain and left alone.
On this mountain peak, Jian Chen found that besides himself, there were two others waiting again.
He is no stranger to these two people. It is the other two star geniuses who joined the Temple of Light on the same day as him, the one-star genius Bai Yu and the five-star genius Zhuo Feng.
"Hey, you are also a star genius, can you tell us how many star geniuses you are?"
When Jian Chen arrived, Ling's Bai Yu and Zhuo Feng cast their eyes, while Bai Yu's big eyes stared at Jian Chen and asked curiously.
"I barely squeezed into the ranks of one-star geniuses." Jian Chen raised the arrow in his hand and said indifferently.
"How old is your Yuan Dan?" Zhuo Feng asked. There was an unconcealed arrogance in his demeanor, almost treating Jian Chen like a superior person.
In the Holy Realm, there is no tenth and eleventh grade for the Master Guangming, but the color of Yuan Dan is used to judge the realm.
"I just condensed the first color." Jian Chen didn't care about Zhuo Feng's attitude, and replied in a flat tone. Now his identity is not a martial artist, but just a weak and weak Holy Master of Light.
"You only condense the first color, giggle, then my strength is stronger than yours, I have already condensed the second color, Brother Zhuo Feng is the most powerful, he has reached the peak of the three colors. If nothing else. , Senior Brother Zhuo Feng should be our Senior Brother, and I am your Second Senior Sister, as for you, of course, is our Junior Junior Brother."
"Little Junior Brother, what's your name? By the way, hurry up and call me Second Senior Sister." Bai Yu had a lively and cheerful personality, and said to Jian Chen with a giggle.
And Zhuo Feng, after hearing that Jian Chen was only a single-colored Yuandan, could not help but show contempt in his eyes.
(To be continued)