And when Sang Xiaoman's somewhat loose cuffs slid to his elbows, revealing his white and slender arms, a purple light flashed through the tips of her index finger.

At the same time, circles of spiritual patterns emerged from her body, and she was like a spiritual treasure that had lifted the ban. A stream of surging spiritual power surged out from her body like a tide.

This terrifying spiritual power was guided by the purple light on her fingertips, and it outlined a series of extremely complex runes above the platform. In an instant, the entire sky above Jingxin Lake was covered with dense runes.

The next second when these dense runes covered the sky above everyone's heads, the light columns transformed by dozens of wind and thunder cannons fell on the "giant net" woven from runes, accompanied by the roaring wind and roaring thunder.

The large net woven of runes was sunk at a speed visible to the naked eye under the bombardment of this violent wind and thunder cannon.

But even so, even so, the spiritual power of the dozens of wind and thunder cannons still failed to penetrate this talisman net.

And this is what really scares everyone.

Sang Xiaoman, who had previously relied on Li Yunsheng's dragon talisman to block dozens of wind and thunder cannons, had blocked dozens of wind and thunder cannons with his own strength.

There is no doubt that the problem lies in the terrifying spiritual power gushing out of Sang Xiaoman's body and the complex runes all over the sky.

Not to mention the terrifying spiritual power in Sang Xiaoman's body, just talking about the extremely complex runes in front of him, the talisman masters of the Sang family were shocked.

After careful observation, they found that every rune in this talisman network was extremely complex. Even if ordinary talisman masters exhausted their entire life, they might not be able to learn one or two of them, let alone these tens of thousands of runes.

From this point of view, Sang Xiaoman may be inferior to Sang Bulun’s talent for talismans.

Just as the Sang family talisman masters were looking at the talisman net above their heads in a complicated mood, Sang Wuyin's wind and thunder cannon fell down again.

Unlike the dozen tentative artillery fire that just now, perhaps because he felt the threat from Sang Xiaoman's talisman net, this time he directly used all the wind and thunder cannons, and hundreds of wind and thunder cannons were fired in unison, and the entire sky was trembling.

Hundreds of straight columns of light instantly enveloped the entire Jingxin Lake, and in the blink of an eye, it had already hit Sang Xiaoman's talisman net.

Such a huge attack directly made the entire talisman net fall down.

Just when the falling talisman net was more than ten feet away from the ancestral hall, everyone suddenly saw Sang Xiaoman with a calm face and suddenly poked out his other hand.

The hand was still as before, facing the falling talisman net, stretching out its index finger to a little empty.

As a purple light flashed, the talisman net that was still falling instantly stopped its falling momentum. No matter how fierce the artillery fire of the hundreds of wind and thunder cannons was, it would not fall at all.

What's even more terrifying is.

With Sang Xiaoman's finger, the runes that formed this talisman net continued to increase after being bombarded by a round of wind and thunder cannons. Each rune present was unprecedented in these talisman masters.

Looking at the talisman net that was getting denser and larger in coverage in the sky, several elderly talisman masters of the Sang family suddenly looked at each other with a miserable expression.

After opening and closing his mouth for a long time, an elderly talisman master finally squeezed out a few words from his mouth:

"Eighth, eighth grade, eighth grade talisman?"

After seeing this scene, Wen Huazi finally stopped calming down. He ordered the guards on the cloud boat with a blue face:

"Step and Thunder cannons are continuously bombarded."

With his order, the roar of wind and thunder rolled in without stopping.

Then, the light pillars of light mentioned by the wind and thunder cannons fell down one after another. The huge impact force had already shaken the protective barrier of the Sang Family Ancestral Hall to pieces. Under this blow, the ground around Jingxin Lake collapsed.

Sang Xiaoman's talisman net, which had stopped falling, fell a little further. Seeing that it was almost meter away from the ancestral temple, it can be imagined that after the talisman net was blocked, the ancestral temple would be immediately bombarded by wind and thunder cannons.

Some outside cultivators and some Sang family talisman masters had quietly evacuated from the Sang Family Ancestral Hall under the arrangement of Sang Wuyin's disciples. What's funny is that some talisman masters were reluctant to evacuate because Sang Xiaoman's talisman was reluctant to evacuate, and several older talisman masters even forced them to die, saying that even if they died, they would be willing to see the eighth-grade talisman. Sang Wuyin's disciples just thought they were crazy and stopped forcing them.

For a moment, the crowds watching the game on Wuyun Tower became sparse.

This time, Wen Huazi didn't give Sang Xiaoman a chance to breathe. Before the remnant of the wind and thunder cannons had been dissipated, the wind and thunder cannons on the cloud ship were fired one after another.

The talisman net that was already falling fell directly to the roof of Wuyun Tower. In an instant, rubble splashed everywhere on Wuyun Tower, and the entire roof turned into ashes.

A group of talisman masters jumped down from Wuyun Tower one after another.

However, the people on the side of the Sword Buddha seemed very relaxed. Zhang Lian'er calmly took out the rotten wood flower umbrella that Li Yunsheng gave her and held it up, and pulled Xu Youyou beside him:

"We two have the weakest cultivation level, so we will hide under this umbrella later."

"good."

Xu Youyou nodded happily, and then the two of them gathered under the umbrella together.

However, Sang Xiaoman's talisman net did not continue to fall, but stopped here.

Everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but their souls suddenly became stunned as if they were struck by lightning.

This feeling is the second time that some talisman masters in the field have appeared today. The last time they appeared was when Li Yunsheng's soul entered the Three Silent Realm.

"Can't it be that Sang Xiaoman's soul has also reached the Three Silent Realm?"

Master Fu said in surprise with a look of Buddha's expression as if he saw a ghost.

Next, when they felt the surging power of their souls, rolling in the sky with Sang Xiaoman as the center, the thoughts in their minds instantly changed from doubt to affirmation:

"It's the Three Silent Realm! Our Sang family... Our Sang family has another talisman master from the Three Silent Realm!"

An elderly talisman master shouted out with tears in his eyes.

And the moment Sang Xiaoman's soul entered the Sanji Realm, the originally dim talisman net above everyone's heads was radiant.

Complex runes flew out from Sang Xiaoman's fingertips, like petals that bloomed in an instant, and instantly bloomed in front of Sang Xiaoman's body, one after another, as if it never stopped. This talisman net that originally covered the ancestral hall began to spread to the entire Yunjing City.

Purple lightning began to wander above the talisman network, and the unique pressure of the thunder talisman began to appear.
Chapter completed!