But just like the last round or two, Chu Cheng once again "disappointed" Sang Wuyin and his disciples.

The "talisman explosion" scene they were looking forward to did not appear. Instead, this huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth was so gentle that he thought of "little lambs" and entered the talismans written by Chucheng.

The runes on the talisman paper are like a "water tank" that can never be filled. With a lot of spiritual power in, you can store less spiritual power, have a good appetite, and are not picky about food.

This time, the Sang family's talisman masters, including Zhai Rong and others, were a little confused.

"Miss, this talisman is not right. How can a rune in the talisman head contain so much spiritual power?"

Although he knew that Chu Cheng was standing on his side, the strange scene in front of him still made him unable to help but look at Sang Xiaoman.

"What if it was a rune painted by dragon text?"

Sang Xiaoman cried over Zhairong with a mysterious smile.

"Dragon?Longwen??"

Zhairong staggered under his feet.

"How can a human cultivator recognize Longwen?"

He still felt a little unbelievable.

"I don't know about others, but my junior brother can recognize it."

Sang Xiaoman looked at "Chucheng" on the platform with a hint of pride.

Sang Wuyin also had this kind of doubt. He looked at the purple auspicious clouds above his head that were still gathering, and the spiritual water column flowing from the sky, and was puzzled.

If it weren't for the rules of the Danshu Club, he would have wanted to come forward and see what methods did Chucheng use?

As the strongest talisman master in the Sang family, he actually didn't know about talismans and talismans, which was a humiliation for him, and this is one of the reasons why he tried every means to obtain the inheritance of the Tianzi of the family leader.

It’s not that he didn’t know that the dragon talisman could do this, but the problem was that a human cultivator knew the dragon talisman and also mastered the dragon talisman. In his opinion, it was even more absurd than the scene he saw in front of him.

Many people like Sang Wuyin didn’t even think about the talismans drawn by Chu Cheng, but were actually the dragon talismans.

The exception is the Huanglong Zhenren next to the Sword Buddha and Ao Jieyou who was sitting at the same table.

Although Chu Cheng only drew a talisman head, Ao Jieyou's gaze at Chu Cheng changed instantly.

She already knows Chu Cheng’s true identity.

The expression of Huanglong Zhenren was a little complicated. The gentleman was shocked, and then he realized it. Then he felt a little sad. Finally, he picked up the wine cup in front of him and drank it all.

The expressions of Sword Buddha and others were similar to those of other cultivators, and they were more confused when shocked.

Although Wen Huazi looked puzzled, after seeing the "Chucheng" methods at this moment, he became more and more convinced of Zhang Wuji's words, and had no doubts about his plan to assassinate Qiu Shui Yuni.

Chu Cheng's talisman head was finally completed smoothly, which also indicates that after the talisman is finally completed, the upper limit of its power will be very terrifying.

However, Sang Wuyin and his disciples still held a hint of luck in their hearts. After all, they absorbed too much spiritual power in one breath. Even if the talisman head could be completed, each stroke in the next could cause a talisman explosion.

Chu Cheng was like he deliberately slapped everyone in the face, and every stroke he followed was extremely safe, and even seemed much easier than when Sang Wuyin drew the Red Lotus Yang Flame Talisman.

Amid the shock and unwillingness of the crowd, Chu Cheng calmly drew the talisman body, and the scene was as stable as if he was drawing a fourth- and fifth-grade talisman.

Seeing that the talisman had been completed most of the time, I still couldn't see the uniqueness of this talisman, which made Sang Wuyin feel an indescribable sense of frustration in his heart.

He had only felt this sense of frustration and powerlessness in Sang Bulun before. He thought Sang Bulun would never have it again after death, but he didn't expect that another Chu City would appear today.

"Tell the people of the Immortal Alliance that after this round of competition, we are ready to start the Xiaotian Punishment Formation."

Sang Wuyin, who had no expression on his face, secretly transmitted a message to his disciple Feng Lianggongdao.

"No, didn't you say that the Xiaotian Zhu Formation is just a precaution? This is the Sang Family Ancestral Hall, and the leaders of the eight veins are all inside!"

Feng Lianggong looked frightened when he heard this.

"Do what I said! I don't want to see the next Sang Buluan again!"

Although it was a voice transmission from the soul, Feng Lianggong could still clearly feel the anger in his tone.

“Yes, yes!”

When Feng Lianggong thought of Sang Wuyin's appearance when he was angry, he turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall without hesitation.

Sang Wuyin felt a little confused.

It was not because of the winner and loser of this Danshu Club, but because he saw the shadow of Sang Bulun from Chu Cheng.

To him, Sang Bulun is a demon in his heart. If he cannot completely pull him out, Sang Wuyin feels that he will never be able to make progress.

And at this point, the talisman pen in Chu Cheng's hand had fallen to the position of the tail of the talisman.

This is the last step of this talisman, and it is also the most difficult step.

The disciples of Sang Wuyin on the field and the foreign monks he invited were in a complicated mood at this moment.

First, they didn't want Sang Wuyin to lose, but second, they wanted to see what Chu Cheng's talisman looks like after it became a talisman.

A talisman head can accommodate talismans with the same spiritual power as the seventh-grade talisman. This cannot prevent these talisman masters and cultivators on the field from being curious. After all, the so-called ultimate pursuit of cultivation is the word "power".

Unlike the calm when drawing the talisman body just now, the first stroke of Chucheng's drawing the talisman tail fell, and the evil clouds suddenly surging in the sky, and in a short while it covered the sky. Not only this ancestral temple, but also the entire Yunjing City darkened.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m a little numb to Chucheng’s endless means.

When the people in the ancestral hall saw this scene, they were not surprised, but instead they sighed in their hearts:

"That's right. This is the atmosphere that a big talisman should have. If you want to draw a big talisman, how can there be no twists and turns?"

As Chu Cheng fell one by one, the evil clouds above his head became more and more powerful. Finally, in the astonished eyes of everyone, the clouds changed color and turned into dazzling purple-brown balls.

Immediately afterwards, the purple-brown evil clouds began to surging and rotate rapidly, and finally a huge cloud vortex formed on the sky.

I'm afraid that no one among the cultivators present would not recognize this purple-brown cloud vortex.

"Yes, is it the Qiyun?"

Someone shouted in confusion.

That's right, the purple-brown cloud rolling above everyone's heads is the disaster cloud that was triggered when the cultivator broke through the realm.

"Why can a talisman lead to a disaster cloud?!"

Everyone was stunned, and the situation in front of them was completely beyond their perception.

But except for some experienced talisman masters of the Sang family, who have been studying talismans for a lifetime, how could they not know what this sacrilege cloud means to a talisman?

"This is... the dragon talisman!"

A disciple of Sang Wuyin exclaimed with a bit of sadness.
Chapter completed!