Chaotic Sword God

The red robe boy exclaimed loudly, his face turned pale, and the look of Jian Chen also changed dramatically. At this moment, Jian Chen was in his eyes, no longer a weak person like an ant, but a let The existence of his fear.

"Impossible, this is impossible. This is impossible. Heaven and earth simply do not allow such things to happen. This is a fake. This is a fake. I don't believe it." If the red robe is crazy, The body was shaking violently, especially his gaze to Jian Chen, full of horror, shock, incredible and so on. "Taling, the future you see is destined to happen. It is true or false. You know it in your own heart. I don't know if you are willing to surrender to our master now." Qingsuo said with a blank expression, even though she and Zizi are true. The tower was once in a hostile state, but if there is a possibility, they also hope that Jian Chen can directly receive the resurrection of Zhen Ta Ling. In this way, not only can several difficult wars be avoided, but Jian Chen will also obtain a complete tower.

After all, the difference between a true tower with a spirit and a true tower without a spirit is very big.

"Taling, read that you are the same spirit that we were born in the universe, and we are not willing to watch you fall here, so we persuaded you to surrender to our master. Although you are a source of the universe, but still You can't do it, you can't die. In the heyday, even if you want to kill you, you have to spend a lot of money. But now you have been suppressed by the sacred ancestors for many years, and your form is divided into nine. For many years, you have been unable to recover your strength, and you have become weak to such a degree. You are in such a state that you are not as stubborn as you were in the past. It is not difficult to destroy you." Zi Yan said quietly.

The red robe boy was not moved at all. He looked at the dust of Jian Chen and was afraid of it. Sometimes he was embarrassed. He even showed a sense of madness from time to time. He said: "I want to let the deity surrender, I am dreaming, since I am in your master. The body saw a terrible future, and the deity ruined him now and killed him in the cradle."

The color of horror in the eyes of the red robe boy has disappeared, and he has been replaced by a slap and madness. Immediately, he no longer suppresses the purple-green sword spirit, but rushes to the sword dust with all the strength and fearless death. The decisiveness that is revealed in the eyes is that there is a tendency to abandon everything at the expense.

The strength of the second layer of the red robe boy has been much stronger than that of the first layer. Here, despite the four swords seals that have been destroyed, he can mobilize more power than the first layer. a bit.

As the red robe boy rushed out, the power inside the tower suddenly surged again, and quickly condensed into a small tower in front of the red robe boy. The tower was only three inches high. The tower is exactly the same.

As soon as the tower was formed, there was a mysterious and powerful force that filled the way, full of a sense of hegemony and destruction, so that the sword dust is a pupil.

At this moment, Ziqing Shuangjian has not completely broken away from the suppression of the red robe boy. Without the purple and blue swords in hand, the strength of Jianchen has been greatly weakened. Therefore, in the face of this attack, he did not choose to harden, but In the shape of a sway, leaving a shadow in the original place, left here in an instant, appeared 100 meters away.

The red robe boy’s face was crazy, and the small tower in his hand was hit in the position where Jian Chen had just stood. The small tower hit in the void, and suddenly a muffled sound came out, and there was a ribbon with the power of destruction. The space of the film is violently trembled. If the space inside the tower is extremely strong, I am afraid that only this one blow, the red robe boy can make the space of the square circle collapse.

"Where to escape, the deity will kill you today, and completely destroy you." The red robe boy shouted, holding the pagoda and continued to rush to the madness beyond 100 meters, the eyes are staring at the sword dust, showing the crazy Killing.

The sword dust looks awkward. He looks at the red robe boy. He can clearly feel that the current red robe boy is like the previous one. It is like changing another person. It seems that suddenly, he and the red robe boy are born. What kind of hatred is like hate, let the red robe boy to kill himself in desperation.

However, this problem only flashed away in the brain of Jian Chen. Immediately, he looked at the tower of the red robe boy who had reduced countless times. He clearly felt that the small tower made up of energy was emitting. After the previous blow, the power has been much weaker.

The force of chaos in the sword dust is surging. The chaotic inner Dan in Dantian is swallowing a lot of chaotic power to swim in the body, covering every flesh and blood in the whole body. In his right hand, there is a handle. The chaos of the chaos is condensed.

"Sword Yuanjing." Jian Chen thought of a move, suddenly, there is a strong silky sword from all sides, these swords with a boulevard of strength, with his chaotic sword in the hands of one, lightning Spiked out and greeted the little tower of the red robe boy.

In the loud noise of the roar, the body of the sword dust trembled fiercely, and then the footsteps slammed back, and the distance was hundreds of meters away, and the sword was condensed by the force of chaos.

The red robe boy, under the mere sacredness, continued to rush toward the sword dust with a look of sorrow and madness, but the small tower in his hand was even more illusory.

In this true tower, the red robe boy can control all the power of the true tower at will, but now the tower has the seal of the sacred fairy, so that the power he can use reaches the lowest prehistoric, even in consumption. After that, it could not be added. This caused the longer the battle with Jian Chen, the more he was weak.

But the sword dust is different. His chaotic power is very slow. The swordsmanship that is condensed by the Jianyuan realm will only cause some consumption of the power of the gods. It can last for a long time between battles. What Zhen Ta Ling can compare.

In an instant, the faint chaos of Jian Chen’s hands became strong again, blending with the power of the kendo, and once again, with the power of the avenue belonging to the kendo, slammed into the red robe boy.

"boom."

After a blow, Jian Chen retreated and his face was pale with a touch of paleness. The opposite of the red robe boy, the small tower in his hand had dissipated in a vacuum, his face was also pale, but the madness and jealousy in his eyes were not reduced. But it is even better.

The sword dust in the retreat, before he stabilized his body, waved a sword to the eyebrows of the red robe boy.

"Hey." Jianqi passed through the eyebrows of the red robe boy, leaving a three-finger wide hole in his head. However, the red robe boy did not fall, but the body became illusory.

At the same time, the purple and blue swords that were previously suppressed by the red robe boy finally broke away from the bond at this moment, and turned into a long rainbow flying from a distance, passing through the body of the red robe boy and re-appreciating. Back in the hands of Jian Chen.

Injured by the purple and blue swords, the illusory body of the red robe boy was finally dissipated in his unwilling, sly and crazy eyes.

"Master, true Taling is weak, but it is still difficult to kill him with your strength. Only me and Qingsuo can cause fatal damage to him." The voice of Zi Yan was introduced into the sword dust.

When Jian Chen looked at the death of the red robe boy, a black hole leading to the third layer formed in the original place not only did not reveal a happy look, but frowned.

"The body of the real tower spirit is divided into nine points by the sacred sacred sect, which are respectively suppressed in the nine-story space. The nine avatars are the weakest, the ninth is the strongest, and now I am only coming to the second floor. It’s so hard to be able to get to the ninth floor, where the spirit of the instrument will be strong, and I’m afraid it’s hard to deal with it.” Jian Chen said His own worries, if he wants to get a true tower, he must go to the ninth floor. Otherwise, everything will be abandoned.

Originally, Jian Chen was planning to find some collections in the real tower that were really too old, but after experiencing the first and second floors, let him understand that today’s true towers are placed outside. Things, no matter how expensive, are all destroyed with the destruction of the true tower. Turning it into dust, I am afraid that only things that have been preserved since the beginning are still intact.

"Master, according to the strength of the first and second layers of Taling, the ninth floor of the tower is indeed stronger than the master, with the master's current strength, even if it is exhausted, I am afraid it is not the ninth floor tower. The opponent of the spirit." Zi Yan said, the tone is a little dignified.

"Unfortunately, Taling is not willing to surrender to the owner. Otherwise, it will be much easier for the owner to get the real tower, but the owner does not have to be discouraged, even if you can't get through the ninth floor now, but it will take a long time, ninth. The layer will no longer stop your pace," Qingsuo said.

The dust of the sword dust is silent. For example, the space passage leading to the holy abandonment of the Yuan dynasty today has been stabilized and cannot be stopped. Soon, the space passage will be strong enough to withstand the return of the strong and not destroyed. In this last period of time. In the meantime, he wants to improve his own strength as much as possible. In the real tower, it is very likely that there is a hidden nature. He does not want to give up.

Moreover, Jian Chen is not fully confident that he can survive the next battle with the Holy Abandonment. Therefore, in this last life journey, he may try his best to restore the true tower, even if it is true. There is no such thing as his anti-invasiveness in the tower, and there will be no regrets in his heart.

Suddenly, Jian Chen seemed to think of something, and his gaze gradually became brighter. He said: "Perhaps it is not entirely impossible. The sorcerer who stayed in the true tower in the past, has experienced countless years of immortality. Now that these swords have acquired spirituality, they may be able to seek their help."

Ziqing sword spirits have a glimpse of it, and it seems that they did not think that Jian Chen would actually play these swordsmanship ideas. Immediately, Zi Yan would shake his head and say: "Master, this is impossible. Although these swords have their own spirituality, But there is also the will to destroy the sacred sages of the past. The sacred sacred sages left these swords, mainly the suppression and seals. It is almost impossible for these swords to help you against the will of the sacred sage. possible."