Chaotic Sword God

"Master, I guess the experience that the fake is really too beginning to say is true. It is really too early to be escaped by the death of the dead, and it is very likely that it was really attacked by him and Yan Zhan. In the end, it was really too long to fall, and at the time of the fall, it was really too beginning to project the sacred heavenly palace and the sacred **** jade with the magical powers, and recorded its own practice in the creation of the gods. In order to leave his inheritance, his inheritance will not be cut off, because it is really too beginning in the Shengsheng Temple in the Holy Land. There are not many people who can enter it. At that time, if he did not do so, he would have The inheritance may be cut off."

Jian Chen was immersed in contemplation. After half a sigh, he inferred: "So, it’s really too early to leave its inheritance here because it’s true, and the name is mostly made by Taling. It’s also very true that it’s really what it’s said at the beginning, but it’s really true that it’s really passed down from the beginning, and it’s true that it’s true that the killing of the sage is too real. The only thing that cannot be trusted is the sentiment of the law of destruction.”

"Yes, the sentiment of this law of destruction is very likely to be the conspiracy of Taling. The purpose is mostly to win the master. Hey, as a spirit, he wants to win. This is against the sky, and it is hard to imagine. The huge low price, a little careless will be smouldering, this tower spirit is not crazy." Zi Yan said, a look of ridicule, as if laughing at Taling's innocence.

"The loss of this tower has been flexible for countless years, and it has produced such a thought. There are me Qingsuo and Zishuang. It is absolutely unsuccessful. Also, is this Taling’s realization not really at all? Realizing that it is so anxious to urge the master to integrate the beads into the gods, but it will even cause the master's doubts." Qingsuo looked contemptuous.

"Whether he is the instrumental spirit of the true tower, or the sorrowful soul of the apprentice of his true brother, we are not sure now, but in the eyes of the fake is really too beginning, I have seen a few It is also familiar with the eyes of the true tower, and Taling happens to destroy the law. I think that most of them are true Taoist spirits. I didn’t expect it to be true. Under the outbreak, it actually survived, not dissipated." Jian Chen concluded that the color of contemplation, the brain thought of the black beads that were placed in a wooden box in the space ring, continue to the purple sword Lingyin said: "But even if it is true that Taling is not dead, it will be extremely weak. Otherwise, he can't do it to me when I used to condense my body. It is very possible that he is now weak to even my yuan. God can't deal with it, or it's incapable of breaking through your defense."

"If this is the case, then Taling is completely unnecessary. He is weaker than me and the purple, and it is almost impossible for Taling to recover if the tower is suppressed. Even after a few years, Taling recovered a certain strength, but at that time, the master wanted to destroy him, and he only had to move his fingers." Qingsuo snickered, and it was really so bad. Let her gloat.

Jian Chen didn't think too much about this problem. Even if he knew that Taling didn't die, he couldn't find the hiding place of Zhen Ta Ling. After all, he was only refining the true tower. On the first floor, the second to the ninth space, he can only blur the induction, and can not grasp every corner as clearly as the first layer, as for the beads, although it is highly likely that it is a win. Risk, but Jian Chen does not think that it is the shelter of Taling.

"The most urgent task is to strengthen one's own strength. When your own strength is strong enough, you will not be afraid of all threats." Jian Chen’s heart is secret, his eyes are on the fortune of the gods, and slowly walk over the knees and sit on it. .

Although the creation of Shenyutai is a projection, but the sword dust sits on the top of the knee, it actually produces a kind of feeling like sitting on a real **** of jade, and suddenly there is a sense of coldness spreading out from the **** of creation. Spreading in his body, not only makes his body feel a sense of relaxation, but also the spirit of chaos in the body seems to be going up a bit faster, and in this creation God Among the jade, there is a spirit of clear spirit invading the brain of Jian Chen. In an instant, the sword dust is brought into a wonderful mood. At this moment, Jian Chen has a kind of cloud that sees the sky and sees the sky. Feeling, the original ambiguous, mysterious and mysterious rules of the heavens and the earth, at this moment, are clearly placed in front of their own eyes, as if they can see every vein between heaven and earth.

"This kind of creation of Shen Yutai is really a good thing. Sitting on it can really help people to enlighten. It has the same effect as the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment. If I can sit here and practice here, then the sentiment of my kendo will definitely advance by leaps and bounds." In the heart of the dark road, I immediately sighed, but unfortunately, this is not a real thing at all. Otherwise, he can take this sacred **** jade away, and then sit on it every day to practice and feel the kendo.

However, at this moment, suddenly a soft force spread out from the vanity of the gods. In front of this soft power, Jian Chen felt that he had become a lonely boat in the sea. The small, unrelenting force was pushed away from the creation of the gods, and a vain voice was directly introduced into his consciousness.

"You have no connection with this seat, you can't get this inheritance."

This sound sounds like a man like a woman, like an old child, like a bird like a bird, as if tolerant of all the temperament of the world, the integration of thousands of temperament in the heavens and the earth.

"This is the voice that is really too beginning." Jian Chen stood in front of the creation of Shen Yutai, his face changed, revealing the color of uncertainty, and the meticulous recall in his mind was directly introduced into his soul. sound.

After a while, Jian Chen’s eyes flashed in the eyes of the gods, and once again sat on the fortune of the gods. He was not fascinated by the inheritance of the true beginning, because he cultivated the body of chaos, and he really practiced the practice of the beginning. Although it is very against the sky, it is not necessarily suitable for him. What he really wants is to sit on this jade platform to cultivate and to understand the kendo by means of the singularity of the gods.

However, this time is no exception. Jian Chen only sat in the three times that he couldn't breathe on the **** of the gods. The soft power appeared again and pushed him out.

"You have no connection with this seat, you can't get this inheritance."

In the brain of Jian Chen, there is a voice that is really too beginning. This voice can't distinguish between men and women, and even can't tell the old and the young. It has become a kind of Tao, including all the temperament in the world. A rule that is directly introduced into the depths of the soul.

"I can't do it while sitting on it." Jian Chen's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he looked at the treasure in front of himself. He was not blessed to enjoy it. This made his heart full of unwillingness. Although Taiwan is only a projection, it will also have a very great effect on him. It is the same as the ancient tea tree.

Moreover, he has not much left in the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment. The time of sentiment brought by each piece of tea is extremely limited. If you sit on it, you will not feel the limitation of time. You can always feel it.

The sword dust and silver teeth bite, he is not willing to give up such an opportunity, sitting on it for the third time. This time, he just sat as a common futon to make his own feelings, to prevent himself from feeling. The mystery in the creation of Shen Yutai, hope can not be rejected, because only need to sit on it, the spirit of the spirit of the gods in the Shentai will still be introduced into the body.

In the end, Jian Chen was disappointed. He just took this sacred **** Yutai as a futon to sit down. He still insisted on the time of three-degree interest, and he was pushed out by the soft power in the creation of God Yutai. In his mind, The third time came the voice, this time the sound became as loud as Hong Zhong Da Lu, the **** of the sword dust was shaking, and it had some aggression.

Jian Chen still didn't give up, tried his best, sat on the fourth time, after three breaths, he was pushed out again by the soft power, his face turned pale, and the fourth time he heard in his mind. The sound of the sound was like a thunder, and it brought a violent impact to his god, and there was a tearing pain that caused his **** to be slightly traumatized.

"The more you go, the more the voice will become. If I continue to want to practice with the gods of the gods, then the power of the next voice will become even more terrible, enough to make my gods hit hard. Even directly scatter my god, it seems that this is a real **** of Yutai, I have no hope." Jian Chen pale and standing in the distance, silently looking at the **** of Shentai, secretly sighed I left the place with a disappointment.

Outside the tower of hundreds of feet high, Jian Chen stood at the gate and looked up at the ancient tower. This time he came to the tower and didn’t plan to get the tower. He just wanted to find some treasures in the tower. Or it is really the treasures left by the beginning of the year to enhance his strength, but I did not expect that his only harvest in the real tower is to defeat the true tower spirit and obtain the first floor of the true tower. Refining and chemical, in addition, there is no more harvest.

It was really too early to actually leave his collection in the real tower, but these things were placed in the ninth layer of the void crack, with the strength of the sword dust, simply can not be taken out.

"There are nine layers of refining and refining. I can only refine the first layer. I can only get the basic control of the real tower. Even the power of the real tower can't be played out." Jian Chen murmured, tone. It was full of helplessness, and immediately he reached out to the palm of his hand, only to see the hundreds of feet of the true tower in front of him, immediately shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally became a finger-high ancient tower flying to the sword dust. At the center of the palm.

The sword marks on the tower are still there, but at the moment, with the shrinking of the tower, these sword marks are also becoming smaller. Every sword mark has a brilliance, and the suppression of the sacred sacred rebellion Still exists,