1867: C1867 The Use of the Celestial Domain

C1867 The Use of the Celestial Domain

Jiang Ting looked at the leaving booth owner and secretly decided to make a trip back to the Yu Family residence later. He wanted to ask the Yu Family who the evil ghost was.

He wasn't planning on taking revenge … Although he had been extorted, the transaction was a mutual wish. It was only because of the appearance of other competitors that the vendor took the opportunity to extort them.

At the very least, Jiang Ting wasn't a stingy person. If he was in the booth owner's position, he would choose to extort from him. That was normal.

Jiang Ting only wanted to see who that evil ghost was. If it wasn't some good person, he didn't mind letting him know that his, Jiang Ting's, bamboo stick was not that bad.

After observing for a while, Jiang Ting retracted his gaze and lifted his leg to leave.

Sun Hong suddenly shouted, "Stop!"

Jiang Ting turned around quietly: "What's the matter?"

Those who were already starting to disperse stopped immediately, their eyes showing signs of watching a good show.

Sun Hong coldly swept his gaze over the others before narrowing his eyes. "Pill formula, give it to me."

Jiang Ting laughed involuntarily, "I spent one Soul of the Wind and ten stalks of Flowergrass to get the recipe, and you want to take it away with your mouth open?"

Sun Hong's eyes turned slightly cold. "You dare to offend my Sun family?"

Jiang Ting's smile instantly disappeared: "Did you find the wrong person? The person who is teasing you is that booth owner from before, and not me, Jiang! "

Sun Hong's eyes turned even colder. "Now, the pill formula is in your hands."

"It looks like the stall owner isn't simple after all. So, do you think that I'm easier to bully?"

Pausing for a moment, Jiang Ting tilted his head slightly: "You are right... "But, where do you see that I'm easy to handle?"

At the end, Jiang Ting's expression turned cold.

"Cripple him!" Sun Hong did not reply, but quietly stepped back.

At the same time, two Level 7 Gods suddenly walked out from the crowd, their eyes cold.

Jiang Ting slowly clenched his fist: "There really is something behind this."

Sun Hong's cold intent intensified. "I'll give you one last chance. Give me the pill formulas. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Jiang Ting smiled: "With just these two Level 7 Gods?"

Initially, he didn't want to cause trouble, but this Sun Hong was bent on finding trouble with him … Since that was the case, he could only let Sun Hong know that he, Jiang Ting, was not as easy to bully as the stall owner!

Sun Hong could not be bothered to reply, "Ignorant."

The two Deities who had walked out of the crowd, on the other hand, revealed a savage smile as they strode forward.

"Kid, you can only blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't have!" As the two Deities of the seventh rank drew near, the two Concepts rose … This was a secret skill that only a god of the seventh rank could control, the Realm of the Gods!

The moment he was enveloped, Jiang Ting immediately sensed that the two auras from the Realm of the Gods were suppressing his divine strength and aura in an attempt to suppress him … If it couldn't be broken through, then although it would be a battle between two Deities of the seventh rank, it would at most cause damage to the surrounding area of ten Zhang.

No wonder the two of them dared to attack within the city without fear of causing too much damage. The reason was because of the Celestial domain.

If it were an ordinary God of the seventh rank, he might have truly suffered, but... To Jiang Ting, those two Level 7 Gods were nothing.

Jiang Ting also controlled himself and compared to the God Kingdom, the simplified Divine Realm couldn't cover the surroundings. With the appearance of the Celestial domain, the feeling of God Power being suppressed and confined disappeared.

"You don't want to drink." The two Level 7 Gods grinned even more. At the same time, they reached out their hands to slap Jiang Ting … Although it looked light as a feather, the truth was that this palm's power was extremely terrifying. It was only because the Divine Realm surrounded it and didn't reveal any of its power, it didn't seem to be a threat at all.

If one truly believed that the palm was not the least bit threatening, one would definitely suffer a great loss.2

Jiang Ting's expression did not change: "Not a bad method to use it."

After which, he quietly took out the Flowing Cloud Sword and began to control the entire Celestial domain to cover the Flowing Cloud Sword.

The two level seven Deities who had attacked turned into smiles of disdain. "You can't even restrain yourself perfectly. For us to use our crude techniques against you at the same time is something worthy of praise!"

Jiang Ting acted as if he didn't hear it, as he frowned while looking at Liu Yun … He had clearly replicated the two level seven god bags, but unlike the two level seven god packages, his Flowing Cloud was still emitting a cold light, and he could still sense some fluctuations.

Although a large portion of it had already been restrained, as long as there was even the slightest bit of leakage, it wouldn't be considered to be perfectly restrained.

However, Jiang Ting didn't think too much about it … After all, he had just discovered that there was actually a technique for the Lord of the Rings, to gather the power of a rank 7 Deity. It was already quite good for him to be able to accomplish this in such a hasty manner, and he had no idea how long it had been since the two had begun to train.

Not to mention the fact that the attacks of the two Deities of the seventh rank had already landed.

After suppressing his thoughts, Jiang Ting looked at the approaching palm and squinted his eyes.

"Are you scared? Since that's the case, then let's die! " The two Level 7 Gods had no intention of slowing down their attacks. Instead, they sped up a little. If the two of them worked together …

When the two Level 7 Gods' palms were about to land on him, Jiang Ting finally raised his head and said: "It's not easy for you two to get close."

The moment he said that, Jiang Ting turned his wrist around and swung the Flowing Cloud Sword towards the incoming palm.

The Level 7 on the left bellowed, "You sent that Longsword flying, I'll cripple it with one palm!"

Jiang Ting was, after all, a Level 7 God. No matter how much disdain the two of them had on the surface, they did not feel like looking down on him, nor did they have any intention of taking a direct hit from Jiang Ting.

"Alright." "Yes!" The Level 7 on the right immediately agreed. He then moved his palm slightly, slapping it towards Flowing Cloud's sword.

"Can you block it?" Jiang Ting's wrist turned a bit more, and the sword tip turned 90 degrees.

"What a fast reaction speed." The Level 7 God on the right immediately had a change in expression. Obviously, he did not expect Jiang Ting to be able to twist the sword so that it was pointed at his palm.

However, since he had already discovered it, he naturally would not be foolish enough to use his flesh and blood to fight against the blade. Hence, he once again turned his wrist, preparing to change his direction.

What he did not expect was that Jiang Ting's Flowing Cloud Sword's speed had suddenly increased by several times. Before he could even react, the tip of the sword had already silently sliced across his palm.

And then, the hand of the Deity on the right suddenly turned slightly cold, and then an endless amount of pain began to rise up.

"Hiss …" Under the excruciating pain, the rank 7 deity started to gasp, but he didn't scream … He was a Deity of the seventh rank, after all.

Jiang Ting's Flowing Cloud Sword did not stop. Not only did its speed not decrease, it even increased and turned into a sword ray.

The Level 7 God on the left, who was about to smack Jiang Ting on the head, only saw a sword light rise up. He immediately felt a slight chill on his waist and quickly retreated.

Only when they were a full hundred feet away from his waist did the seventh-ranked Deity on the left see that there was a neat scratch on his waist, more than half a meter deep.

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