Chapter 2617: Prince Xi Chensheng
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The Heaven’s Jailer
- Ling Jiu Er Wu
- 1289 characters
- 2021-01-30 02:46:48
Before Liu Lang thought too much, the second round of light arrows had already arrived.
Unlike the first round, the light arrows in the second round were all changed to silver.
The number of silver light arrows is much less than the previous golden light arrows, but these silver light arrows can change direction as Liu Lang dodges.
Followed behind Liu Lang's buttocks like a shadow.
"Sacred monument without heaven, use monument without heaven!"
Seeing that Liu Lang was about to be shot through by the silver light arrow, Ai Chen hurriedly reminded loudly.
Although the Heavenless Sacred Stele could not break through the bluestone engraved with sacred patterns, as a sacred tool, it should not be a problem to resist these light arrows.
In fact, Ai Chen didn't say that Liu Lang was also ready to use the Heavenless Sacred Stele.
The Heavenless Sacred Stele has the ability to transform, usually in the form of a long sword, but today, it can be turned into a shield to protect you. You must know that the earliest recovered sacred stele is the origin of the earth element, and its defensive ability is by no means inferior to its attacking ability.
In the next moment, Liu Lang directly held the Wutian Sacred Stele in his palm.
But glanced at the silver light arrows behind him, Liu Lang suddenly stopped.
"These light arrows..."
Liu Lang felt that something in the depths of his memory had been turned over at once, almost out of instinct. Liu Lang waved his finger, and in an instant, he drew several tactics in the air.
With the appearance of the magic formula, dozens of huge silver light arrows immediately turned around and rushed towards the suspended magic formula. When the key collided with the magic formula, a huge explosion sounded through the basin.
After the brilliance dissipated, the magic formula was still there, but the light arrow disappeared.
"This……"
Ai Chen in the sacred stele of the sky was dumbfounded.
Even he couldn't understand those light arrows. Otherwise, he would not recommend Liu Lang to use the Heavenless Sacred Stele. However, just a few moments ago, Liu Lang waved his hand and broke the crisis.
It's incredible.
"who are you?"
Just as Liu Lang was waiting for the third round of light arrows, a hoarse voice came from the black hole in the center of the basin.
"Ok?"
Liu Lang didn't expect that in such a place, besides him, there was a second living person.
"Why do you know the tactics of the light race?" When Liu Lang was suspicious, the hoarse voice in the black hole sounded again.
"Light Race?"
Hearing these two words, Ai Chen inside the Wutian Sacred Stele was shocked.
Because, in the extraterritorial starry sky world, the Light Clan was also at the forefront of the top 100 strong clans. Later, the Light Clan and the neighboring strong clans broke out in a battle, and in the end, the Light Clan was defeated and collapsed.
Of course, in the vast starry sky world, it is normal for all races to rise and fall.
The reason why Ai Chen was deeply impressed by the Light Clan was that the Light Clan was unique above the array road, and all the arrays deployed were based on light. Thinking back to the two rounds of light arrows, it seemed to fit this feature perfectly.
However, according to the other party, Liu Lang's tactics also belong to the light clan.
Ai Chen couldn't understand this aspect.
The Light Clan has been in decline for many years, and it still does not exist. It is hard to say, how did Liu Lang get involved with the Light Clan and learned the light clan art?
Ai Chen couldn't help but concentrate, waiting for Liu Lang's answer.
Standing on the edge of the basin, Liu Lang raised his eyebrows. He did not directly answer the other party's question. Instead, he frowned and asked, "You sent those light arrows just now?"
"Do you think there is a third person here besides you and me?" The person in the cave said in a deep voice.
"That said, you are also trapped here." Liu Lang's brain flew around, and soon he had an inference about the identity of the person in the cave.
"You haven't answered me yet. Where did you learn the technique you used just now?" The people in the cave ignored Liu Lang's inference, but continued with the original question.
"Naturally I learned it from my teacher." Liu Lang gave an answer that didn't count as an answer.
"Who is your teacher?" the person in the cave asked.
"My teacher's surname is Sikong..."
"Sikong Ruiying?" Before Liu Lang finished speaking, the people in the cave had already called out their names.
"Are you Senior Xi Chensheng?" Liu Lang was startled and asked suspiciously.
In fact, after recognizing that the light arrows originated from the light clan magic circle, Liu Lang thought of the light clan prince Xi Chensheng. According to Sikong Ruiying's narration, combined with the clues obtained from the Xuanfeng Palace, the light clan was left. Xi Chensheng alone.
However, Liu Lang was not sure whether it was Xi Chensheng himself or a disciple of Professor Xi Chensheng. After all, Xi Chensheng had been talking for tens of thousands of years, and tens of thousands of years were enough to cultivate a few decent disciples.
But now, the other party called out Sikong Ruiying's name at once, and his identity was already evident.
"You actually know me?"
Xi Chensheng in the cave was surprised.
"The teacher told me everything about you."
Seeing that the other party had admitted his identity, Liu Lang let out a sigh of relief.
With Sikong Ruiying's relationship, he believed that Xi Chensheng would not embarrass himself.
However, Ai Chen could hear Yunshan Mist.
He never knew that Liu Lang still had a teacher, let alone that the teacher Liu Lang had a lot to do with the Light Clan. He even taught Liu Lang the essence of the Light Clan.
The reason for this is because Ai Chen appeared far behind Sikong Ruiying.
Liu Lang and Sikong Ruiying met when they were wanted by the Heavenly Court, and when Ai Chen became the instrument spirit of the Heavenless Sacred Stele, Liu Lang had become the emperor of the seas, and there was nothing in the past with Ai Chen.
Of course, this is not the time to talk about this.
After a pause, Liu Lang continued: "In addition to what the teacher told me, I also know many other things. For example, until now, the Xuanfeng Palace has not given up tracking you."
"It's been so long, haven't you given up?"
Xi Chensheng murmured to himself, that year, the Light Clan was defeated. As the prince of the Light Clan, he fled to the edge of the starry sky. He had no choice but to join the little power that was not known for a long time, Xuanfeng Temple.
He thought that he could develop well in Xuanfeng Hall. As a result, he inadvertently heard the conversation between the head of the Xuanfeng Hall and the great elder, and realized that Xuanfeng Hall was taking him in falsely, and what he really wanted was light. The essence of the family's skills.
Once the skill refinement is about to be obtained, Xuanfeng Temple will immediately kill him.
In order to protect himself, Xi Chensheng borrowed the opportunity to make use of the Three Realms Continent, broke away from the control of the Xuanfeng Palace, and became invisible in the Eight Wastes of the Three Realms, and then got to know Sikong Ruiying. By all accounts, this was all tens of thousands of years ago.
Later, Xi Chensheng left without saying goodbye to Sikong Ruiying.
As a result, after a series of accidents, he strayed into this altar. Until now, he did not think of a way to get out.
After a long sigh, Xi Chensheng smiled bitterly: "I hope that Xuanfeng Temple can find it here."