Chapter 2017 What Kind of Magical Skill Is That?

Latest website: When being covered by Jiang Cheng’s attack, the twelve earth gods failed to offer any resistance.

Because at the same time, Jiang Cheng also launched a consciousness attack.

Although the will of God exists deep in the consciousness of these earth gods, it is too weak.

In a rush, the twelve people lost consciousness.

So that at the next moment of death, they themselves had no consciousness at all.

The whole process seems complicated, but to outsiders, it only takes one second.

One second later, the battle was over.

All twelve earth gods were killed to pieces.

Only some eighth-level Taoist armor covered with scars remained at the scene, proving that the scene just now really happened.

Jiang Cheng didn't hesitate and quickly put away the trophies that could still be used.

At this time, the light and shadow of the entire secret realm were distorted.

Then the space in front of his eyes flickered, and he returned to the outside of the secret realm.

The battle just now meant that the 'last twelve' participating team members of Cangmen Palace were eliminated, and the competition was officially over.

In addition to Jiang Cheng, there are five Taoist saints left in Chang Luzhou.

Four of them formed a team and hid in the formation.

They were originally very worried and nervous, but when they saw themselves suddenly being sent outside, they didn't know what happened.

Immediately afterwards, deafening cheers and shouts came from all around.

Regardless of the experts from Cangmen Palace or the immortals from Changluzhou, everyone looked in disbelief.

Just a moment ago, they thought that the Cangmen Palace Feilongqiu would definitely win, and Jiang Cheng would definitely die if he was left alone.

Who could have imagined that this duel would end in such a bizarre and explosive way.

Kill twelve earth gods in one blow!

what is this?

Even an intermediate Taoist god can't do this, right?

Many people in the group had been beaten stupidly.

So much so that at this moment, they still couldn't believe that what they just saw was real.

He could only look at the celebrating crowd around him as if asking for help.

"Won?"

"Wasn't it completely hopeless just now? How did you win?"

"Did we really win?"

"Of course I won!"

"Jiang Junshuai! He is incredible!"

A moment ago, Jiang Cheng was the target of everyone in the room, and was accused of being the culprit who ruined a good situation.

But now, everyone seems to have lost their memory, and they have all forgotten what they said before.

"too strong!"

"Is this still a Taoist saint?"

"How could there be such a powerful Taoist saint in the world, my God!"

"I thought that in the first two rounds, he happened to encounter an event that he was good at. Unexpectedly, his combat effectiveness in the third round was his biggest advantage!"

"The last sword was incredible..."

The cheers and applause that filled the sky greatly satisfied Brother Cheng's desire to show off.

Flying down from the sky, all the immortals along the way looked at him with enthusiasm, admiration, gratitude, or shame.

The whole audience was shouting the name ‘Jiang Junshuai’.

He single-handedly reversed the decline of the Taoist group and helped Chang Luzhou win the final victory in the duel.

At this time, Jiang Cheng has undoubtedly become the hero of this continent.

"Jiang Junshuai, we really didn't misjudge you!"

All the high-level officials of the sect came over with joy.

"You have made great achievements!"

"Not bad, we were not disappointed."

"I knew you would win!"

Brother Cheng shook his eyebrows and said with a smile: "That reward is a good deal, right?"

Everyone secretly murmured, fifteen copies is still a lot.

But they were in a good mood at this time, so naturally they nodded repeatedly.

"It's worth it, it's worth it."

"If I had known you were so strong, what would we have worried about?"

"Actually, you can win three rounds in a row by yourself!"

Everyone thinks about it carefully, isn't it?

In the three rounds of the Taoist group's competition, Jiang Cheng could win them all by himself.

No support from teammates is needed at all.

Realizing this, everyone couldn't help but marvel.

"how did you do it?"

"You don't even understand your own way, how can you be so strong?"

"Isn't this fighting power a bit outrageous?"

Brother Cheng asked in his heart, do I have to tell you that I have just returned from the First Era for training?

He could only pretend that all this was not worth mentioning.

It was just a small and insignificant achievement that made everyone laugh.

But instead of decreasing, the Taoist gods surrounding him increased in number.

This is actually very abnormal.

The reason why I fawned over Jiang Cheng before was because I needed something from him and needed him to fight.

Now that the duel is over, Chang Luzhou has gained a billion years of peace.

It can be said that Jiang Cheng has no ‘value’ for the time being.

As a Taoist god, people generally look down on mere Taoist saints. Qingji's previous attitude was enough to represent the inner thoughts of many people.

But now, the Taoist gods surrounding Jiang Cheng, no matter whether they were beginners or advanced ones, were all filled with friendly smiles and extremely enthusiastic.

Brother Cheng knew that these people must still want something.

So he was not in a hurry to leave, and just accepted the waves of rainbow farts.

Finally, someone couldn't help but tell the purpose.

"By the way, Junshuai Taoist Saint."

"How did you prevent the opponent from using his original source in the second round?"

"There's still the third round, you used that magical power again, right?"

"I wonder what is so mysterious about this magical power and where does it come from?"

As soon as these words came out, all the Taoists present immediately fell silent.

Even Holy Master Qingxiao and Holy Master Wushan, who seemed calm in the distance, couldn't help but pricked up their ears.

Yes, this is what they care about most.

Even more important than the duel itself.

The source altars of Tao gods can be combined into source techniques.

The holy world of the Holy Lord can also be strengthened by source magic.

If you master a method to imprison the opponent's origin in battle, wouldn't that mean defeating the enemy?

An invincible magical skill!

To be honest, if Jiang Cheng wants to leave here now, these people are reluctant to leave.

In their eyes, he was a masterpiece in human form.

Brother Cheng felt funny when he noticed this.

Do you still want to learn "Tai Shang Hua Dao"?

Even if I make this spiritual skill public to the public generously and selflessly, you must first have spiritual awareness!

And it is at least the ninth level of the heavenly spirit.

Only people from the Heavenly Clan can practice spiritual consciousness. This is a ethnic barrier.

Even someone as talented as Qiu Yuxuan couldn't do it, let alone others.

"Oh, I know what you want."

He looked around at everyone present.

"But there is no way, this magical power is a gift. No one can learn it except me."

It was obviously the truth, but how could the Taoist gods present believe it.

Still talented?

Are you born with the ability to imprison your origin?

Why don't you say that you are the son of the origin?

In their opinion, Jiang Cheng must have kept something secret as a matter of course. After all, no one else would be willing to reveal it.

"Junshuai Taoist Saint, please give me a price."

"What will it take before you are willing to teach that magical power?"

"Yes, you can ask us a price, but we won't let you suffer!"