Chaotic Sword God

The eyes of Jian Chen also fell on the sun that was already dim in the sky. At this moment, he also saw the sun. I am afraid that it is the spirit of the true tower.

As the sword dust looked, the sun suddenly began to change, and eventually turned into a boy wearing a red robe. The boy seems to be very young, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes of infinity, especially at the eyebrows of the boy. A shallow sword mark is so eye-catching.

The boy looked at the purple and blue swords with a dignified look. His eyes were full of fierce murder. When his eyes fell on Jian Chen, he suddenly laughed and said, "I must be your yin and yang swords." The new owner, I did not expect that the famous Yin and Yang Shuangjian in the world of the fairy tales actually recognized the strength of such a weak person. It is really ridiculous."

Listening to the irony of the boy, the purple eyes are unchanged, and the purple said: "It’s true, if you don’t have a seal on the body, you may not be your opponent in your territory. But now, it is not too difficult for us to destroy you. Surrender is your only chance to live."

"Hey, I want to let the lord surrender to an ant ant, idiot dreaming, not to mention that he can't even reach the gods. Even if there is a person standing in front of the lord, the deity will never give in, let alone you are still in the fairy world. One side." Really Taling cold channel.

In the eyes of Jian Chen, the murderous machine flashed, holding the purple scorpion sword and rushing to the sky, went straight to the boy and went straight to the boy, cold channel: "Do not surrender, then I have to let you perish."

When a sword came out, it suddenly turned into a huge purple sword with a length of 100 meters, and screamed with a terrifying power.

"Just by you, a cockroach ant also dares to speak to the deity, even if the deity is extremely weak, it is not that you can kill, and then practice for hundreds of thousands of years." The red boy is proud and shows the sword dust Deep disdain, I saw his fingers lightly stroked, but the power in the first layer of the tower suddenly surged from all directions, and there was a pressure that seemed to destroy the land.

However, at this time, in the first floor of the true tower, the four swords that Jian Chen had previously seen were swayed in the shadows of the swords in the northeast and southwest, and suddenly there was a hint of swordsmanship. The power of the true tower, and finally the power that the boy can mobilize, is only a small wire.

But even if it is a small thread, there is a source of Nayuan, which condenses into a silk thread and shoots at Jian Chen.

The purple scorpion sword of Jian Chen is stabbed in the wire of the energy agglutinated by the boy. The silk thread collapses in a roaring sound and dissipates in the first layer of the real tower. The power of this silk thread is stronger than the sword dust. The stricken squadrons of the abandonment of the source of the wilderness are slightly inferior, so not only can not hurt the sword dust, but even the pace of stopping the sword dust is difficult to achieve.

After seeing the shadow of Jian Chen, he immediately turned into a shadow and disappeared into the place, rushing to the red robe boy faster than before.

The red robe boy's face changed, his body shape immediately retreated. On the way back, his arms kept waving, and under the suppression of the sacred shadows of the four sacred swords, the energy of the true tower was gathered. Gathering a line of wires with the power of the Nayuan strong, all the wires are fired toward the sword dust with the arms of the red robe boy.

Jian Chen's eyes were fierce, and the figure quickly approached the red robe boy. The silk thread that was shot on the face was cut off by the sword dust, and a burst of violent energy aftermath broke out. It was dissipated in a deafening roar, and the red robe boy turned out to be the slightest. Can't stop the approach of Jian Chen.

Seeing that he couldn’t help the sword dust, the red robe boy suddenly turned his face and became very incomprehensible. He roared and said: "The **** lonely old man, he can't destroy the true tower, but divide the deity into nine. In the nine-layer world of the True Tower, it is not only impossible for the deity to recover, but also the sword pressure system that the old man stayed in the body of the deity in the day and night. Otherwise, the deity will meet again today. The end of such a desolate end, even a cockroach can not kill."

Looking at the approaching sword dust, the red robe boy knows that he can't escape. The seal on his body makes him unable to recover even in his own territory. The longer the fight time drags on him, the more unfavorable he is, the more he becomes crazy. Up, the body shape does not retreat, with the final strength rushed to the sword dust, roaring: "The deity has a total of nine bodies, one stronger than one, this first layer is the weakest body of the deity, the ninth floor It is the strongest, you can kill the body of the first layer of the deity, then let the deity see how you kill the strongest body of the deity, do not kill the body of the ninth floor of the deity, you will never get the true tower. ”

The red robe boy is not afraid of death and rushes to the sword dust. In the face of the purple scorpion sword that shoots purple light, it does not evade and confronts with his own chest.

"puff."

The purple scorpion sword was worn through the chest of the red robe boy. At the same time, the red robe boy was also punched in the sword dust, and the fist and the body violently collided with a dull muffled sound.

The face of Jian Chen changed, and a mouth spurted out a blood. The body suddenly flew out, and the body of the red robe boy slowly dissipated.

The sword dust only controlled the body a few kilometers away, and his face was covered with a pale, but the true spirit of the tower was divided into nine, although there was a seal in the body, but the weakest body was still after all. With the strength of the source realm, it has withstood the blow of the strong source of the source, and the sword dust is also extremely uncomfortable and has been hit hard.

As the red robe boy dissipated, the place where he was standing, the space there suddenly began to vibrate and gradually turned into a black hole.

Looking at the black hole, Jian Chen knows that this is mostly the entrance to the second floor, but he is not eager to move forward, but sitting cross-legged in the void, with the power of a very strong light of the Holy Spirit emerges, The body of Jian Chen was wrapped in a soft white light in an instant, and the injury on his body was recovering at an incredible speed.

With just a few breaths, it takes at least a few months, or even years, to recover from the injury in the eyes of others.

After adjusting his state to the peak, Jian Chen stood up and stared firmly toward the black hole leading to the second floor.

The second floor of the tower is also a big world, a desolate, no life.

After coming to the second floor space, Jian Chen first broke through the clouds and stared at the sun in the sky. This is a real sun, severely damaged, and the size is not as good as one tenth of the perfect period.

Jian Chen stared at the ruined sun for a long time, and finally determined that it was not a true tower, and then turned his eyes to the white clouds under his feet, and then dispelled the four sides to confirm that there was no problem before leaving.

In the second layer of space, Jian Chen flew aimlessly across the bare mountains. The bones of some beasts are lying on the mountain. The body shape is very huge. Each sacrum has far more than the source. The strength may be due to the fact that the tower was damaged. These should be able to preserve the long bones. Now they have all weathered, and when they are touched, they turn into a pile of dust.