Chaotic Sword God

Between the electric and the flint, a purple sword flashed, and the purple sword rushed out from the depths of the earth, blocking the sword in front of the black light.

"Ding."

Wuguang slammed into the purple scorpion sword, and the purple scorpion sword flew out with the sound of a sword, and the black light still did not dissipate, and continued to shoot at the sword dust.

The blue light shimmered, and the Qingsuo sword also flew out from the depths of the earth. Like the purple sword, the sword was blocked in front of the black light, and finally it was swept away by Wuguang with a sound of swords.

Wuguang was blocked several times and won valuable time for Jian Chen. At this moment, the injury on Jian Chen has been restored to a small half under the double cure. The bones of the whole body have been reconnected, and the pain caused by the body has been endured. A bounce, only a thousand shadows of the illusion, leaving a residual image in the original place, appearing 100 meters away.

"Boom." Jian Chen just escaped, the black light also hit the place where he had just been lying, the roaring loud noise, the whole piece of land was trembled fiercely, and a terrible energy aftermath broke out and formed. A storm raged between the heavens and the earth, flying out the sword dust hundreds of meters away.

This time, Jian Chen’s wounded body was swallowed by the energy aftermath for a few tens of kilometers, and then fell heavily on the ground, and the bones broke many times. It was only after a small half of the injury was hit again.

The body of Jian Chen almost fell to the ground, and immediately climbed up without any hesitation. At the fastest speed, he was facing the conflict in the direction of the true Taling. On the way, his body was always shrouded in the original strength of the Light Holy Power. With the force of chaos flowing in the body, the injury on his body is recovering at an extremely fast speed.

"Really, Taling is still not dead. When it is created, it must be smothered to kill it, so as not to be late." Jian Chen insisted on the teeth, regardless of the pain that was uploaded from the body, at the fastest speed. It’s really flying in the direction of Taling.

The distance of dozens of miles is fleeting. When Jian Chen once again came to the front of the Bisheng Temple, the injury on his body had recovered to the fourth floor, and it was true that Taling, who had just left the sword in the body, was cleared. The face is gloomy staring at the sword dust.

At this moment, although the strength has fallen below the realm of the gods, it still brings a huge pressure to the sword dust.

"Bastard, this is the last body of the deity. You have hurt the deity so much. Even if you kill you, it is difficult to understand that the deity is only hateful." The red robe boy is completely crazy, and the murderous power in his eyes has reached the limit. .

"The deity will destroy your flesh, smoke your god, let your gods suffer the most painful torture in the world, eternal life is better than reincarnation, the deity must use all means to let you taste the most terrible pain in the world." The red robe boy roared in the sky, he The hatred in the heart is enough to drown the void and shake the heavens and the earth.

On the body of the red robe boy, the illusory ancient tower emerged again, and there are also three kinds of laws. Then his arms are even bigger, and he uses all his strength to collect the remaining power of the ninth layer of the tower into the unreal tower. Inside, suddenly let the illusion of the ancient towers rise.

At the end of the ninth-floor space at the end of the northeast and northwest, the four-handed illusion sword is suspended in the broken dark void. At this moment, the four swords are trembled, and there is a faint sword light flashing. The stronger force erupted from the Excalibur, and the force of the ancient tower on the ninth floor was suppressed, so that the power of the ancient tower that can be used by the true Taling is extremely limited and extremely difficult.

Even if the power of the ancient tower was suppressed, the power that the red robe boy could mobilize still enhanced the power of the ancient tower that turned out to be more powerful, and he even took his own source at any cost. The gas is integrated into the ancient tower, and then the ancient tower is controlled to suppress the sword dust.

Although the ancient tower is illusory, there is no entity, but the sword dust can not be underestimated, but the look is dignified. Although this illusory ancient tower power is not as strong as the previous one, it still brings a sense of death crisis to Jian Chen.

"This blow is not weaker than the original source." Jian Chen inferred the power of the ancient tower, knowing that this blow was not able to compete under the heavy damage, and that the purple and blue swords were not in the hands, making him, simply Can not rely on their own strength to counter this blow.

Jian Chen did not have the slightest fear, and between the eyes of the eyes, the eight swords flew out from his arms and greeted the ancient tower.

This is also the swordsmanship left by the immortal sage. The sword dust has obtained the dust swords on the ninth floor outside the true tower. The swords of the swords, the swords of the gods, and the swords of the swords of the four swords, these four swords, Each channel can send out three sources of power. After three times, the power of the sword will drop. At this moment, the sword dust is the sword that has been reduced in power, and it has the power to return to the source.

Although these eight swords have only the power of returning to the source, but the eight adds up, but it is not weaker than the source.

"boom."

The swordsmanship of the eight-way source of power collided with the ancient tower, and a roaring loud noise erupted. The violent energy aftermath struck the shadow of Jian Chen, and the eight swords and the ancient tower were in the air. Dissipated at the same time.

"Damn, you still have the sword of the old guy, although the power of the sword has weakened, but after all, the old guy stayed in his life." The red robe boy shouted, full of anger.

After the sword dust retreats for a certain distance, he forced to control his body to stabilize. At this moment, his injury has recovered to five layers. Looking at the energy storm that raged in front of him, his body actually rushed past. At the fastest speed through the center of the energy storm to the front of the red robe boy, the wave of four shots.

These four swords are the miniature version of the four swords of the sacred sacred sacred swords. Each of them has a long palm, but the power has been reduced from the previous source to the source, but the martial arts sentiment contained in the sword is Still higher than the current Jian Chen.

After using these four swords, the ray of light hidden in the arm of the sword dust has become dim, and the energy is almost exhausted.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Four swords with the power of the source, while wearing the body of the red robe boy, let his body tremble fiercely, once again become illusory.

At the same time, the red robe boy also waved a black mans hole with the power of destruction to wear the body of the sword dust, let the sword dust spurt out the **** fog, the wound, the power of the destruction rule is madly destroying the sword The flesh and blood of the dust will let the flesh and blood melt, and the wound will expand rapidly.

The sword dust and silver teeth bite, and the eyes are hateful. They stare at the red robe boy, and use the sword to protect the body. At the same time, the sword and the wound’s law of destruction are used to counterbalance, and the right hand again condenses the sword with the sword. The sly squatting to the red robe boy.

The body of the red robe boy swayed violently, the madness in his eyes was thicker, his face became incomparably sturdy, and he slammed into the sword dust with his fists. Each fist contained a force to destroy the law. Constantly, punching and punching on the sword dust, the screaming noise of the screaming.

The sword dust is pale as paper, the blood in the mouth keeps on, and the swords that are condensed in his hands are also constantly squatting to the red robe boy. Under each sword, the illusory body of the red robe can be violently shaken. More and more dim, the last purple and blue swords flew from afar, with a breath of swords, turned into a long red hole wearing a red robe boy.

At this moment, whether it is Jian Chen or the red robe boy, they have suffered very serious injuries. Both of them are extremely weak and it is difficult to use the secret law.

The purple scorpion sword has returned to the hands of Jian Chen. The sword dust holds the purple scorpion sword, and the sword Yuan actually makes him play the strength that is not weaker than the late Nayuan. Under the continuous number of swords, the body of the red robes will be The fight almost dissipated, but he also paid a very heavy price. He suffered the fierce attack of the red robe boy. There was no one in his body. At the same time, the force of the destruction rule was destroying and melting his flesh and blood.

At this moment, Jian Chen has lost his right arm and lost half of his body. Even his head has broken one-third of his head, almost hurting the Yuanshen, and his body is covered with blood, which is terrible.

But he still did not give up, holding the purple sword with the only remaining right arm to the red robe boy, the Qingsuo sword did not stop, under the control of the sword spirit, kept piercing the red robe boy.

The battle between the two sides was very fierce, and it has developed into a close-knit situation. The shape of the red robe boy is almost dissipated, and the body of Jian Chen is about to fall. He is too hurt, if the body of the chaotic body is strong. Support, I am afraid he has already fallen.

The red robe boy made a crazy roar, his eyes filled with the color of grievances, and roared: "The deity had never thought of using this trick, because this trick is the last hope of the deity, but now, everything is not allowed. "The red robe boy suddenly pointed to the sky, only in the sky, a drop of golden blood gradually manifested, suddenly there was a strong to incredible energy fluctuations spread out.

Looking at the drop of golden blood, the face of the sword dust suddenly changed. This golden blood is just the afterglow of energy, giving him a feeling like the end of the world, as if this drop of blood has the ability to destroy the world.

"Is this blood that is really too beginning?" Jian Chen's face was white, this drop of blood brought him despair, not to mention that he was now hit hard, even if he was in the heyday, there was nothing in front of this blood. The opportunity to survive.

"The blood of the emperor." Ziqing sword spirit also heard exclamation.

"Isn't it the blood of the beginning, but even if it is not the blood of the beginning, it is not something I can resist." Jian Chen stopped the attack on Taling and looked at the blood of the Emperor in the sky. In the face of the blood of the Emperor, the escape has become a luxury.

"This is a drop of blood from the master's gangster, who was respected by the sinners. After the escape, she was attacked by her gangster, who was killed by his gangster, and the master finally killed him. The blood is left here, and it has been collected by the deity. I wanted to wait for the suppression of the old man’s repression. After the exhaustion of his blood, he broke the sword array, but he did not expect that the blood of this The deity will eventually be used on your ants." When he said this, the look of the red robe boy has returned to calm, a gesture of death.

"boom."

At the same time, the drop of the Emperor's blood also burst into bursts, a devastating energy roll in the heavens and the earth, swallowed the void, rolling down the earth.

This power is so powerful that it is indescribable. In an instant, it fills every corner of the world. As long as it is on the ninth floor of the True Tower, it will be inedible and inevitable.