Chaotic Sword God

The strong king, this is a hermit strong in a century of peace, but it is a rare hermit for centuries or even hundreds of years. However, in this flame city today, the two holy kings are like a guard. The sturdy Kay, which is made of alloy, is full of respect and respect, and even the atmosphere does not dare to take a sip. If this scene is placed in the era of peace, it is enough to shake the hearts of countless people, even now that Tianyuan is facing The threat of the holy abandonment, whether it is the Holy Emperor or the Holy Emperor, has fallen into the nest, the Holy King still has an extraordinary status, it is almost impossible for them to be willing to kneel. Even the Holy Emperor can't do this.

However, the current Jian Chen, but has enough prestige to accept the worship of these holy kings, not to mention the holy king, even those who worship the strong in the heart, in the face of the sword dust, can not help but bend Under his own proud knees, surrender and sword dust.

This is not the lack of arrogance in their hearts, but a reverence for the strong, not to mention, Jian Chen is still the only one born over the years since Mo Tianyun, surviving the existence of the Holy Emperor.

As for Yang Lie, the sea is a knife, the wind laughs three people, and can not be regarded as the people of Tianyuan, and after they came to the Tianyuan continent from the Holy Land, the realm also fell from the old source to the Holy Emperor, even now Unable to recover, therefore, the three of them can only be regarded as half-footed into the source, and can not be called the true source of the realm.

"You all get up." Looking at the two rows of people squatting around, Jian Chen said softly, with a trace of complexity and sigh in his eyes, the emotions in his head could not help but emerged that he was forced by the Holy King to hide in the mercenary. The scene in which the city could not leave, at that time, the mighty king of the Holy Spirit was unattainable in his eyes, and the supremacy existed. Even in front of the Holy King, he did not have the slightest effort to regain his power, even his ability to escape, but now he It has become enough to make the worship of the Holy King, which makes the sword dusty.

"His respect." The black armor guards on both sides said in unison, the tone was full of respectfulness, and then slowly got up, quietly standing on the side of the atmosphere, dare not take a bite, and the two bodies Wearing the black king of the holy king, it is from time to time to look at the sword dust, showing a face of fanaticism.

The two holy kings were not originally the members of the Flames Mercenary, but they joined the Flame Mercenary Corps with a reverence for the sword dust more than ten years ago, and then became the guardians of the main hall of the city hall. In fact, it is a great glory to be the guardian of the temple hall. This sacred position is regarded as a kind of pride by them, because this hall of deliberation determines the fate of the entire flame mercenary group. The place, even the sacred hall that can affect the entire Tianyuan continent, because all the important meetings of the Flame Mercenary Corps are carried out in this hall of the congress, all from the hall of the council.

Especially looking at the sword dust at the moment, everyone in these black armor guards is even more excited and difficult to self. For the reputation of Jian Chen, they have already been like a slap in the face. They have only seen the statue of Jian Chen. They have not seen it. Real people, and today, these people not only saw the true body of Jian Chen, but also contacted Jian Chen at such a close distance, which made them very excited in their hearts.

"Hahahaha, great-grandson, you have been missing for more than ten years. If you don't come back, the two gimmicks will have to send you to the mainland to find you." A burst of laughter came, only Seeing Bihai, wearing a white robe, carrying his hands from the outside, he seems to be walking in a leisurely place, but every step of the journey can span hundreds of meters. In just a few steps, he enters the hall from a distance. Inside.

"Brother, you are finally back."

"Sword dust."

Bihai just entered the hall of the deliberation, and the sounds of Bilian and Youyue, which were full of surprises, came along. I saw that the two girls had rushed in at the fastest speed and they were excited.

Subsequently, Yunxiao, An Dafu, Wang Yifeng, Du Gufeng, Jade, and the high-ranking high-ranking mercenary group also came from all over. When they saw Jian Chen, they shook hands at Jian Chen, and then they were quiet. Standing on the side.

Looking at these people, Jian Chen’s face also showed a smile, and the smile was full of gentleness.

"Geng Sun, how was the resurrection of the sacred soldiers? In the past ten years, almost all the worlds have been discussing this topic. During this period, there are even many old guys who came here to understand the situation and eventually disappointed. And back, and even I am very curious about this matter, I don’t know if the sacred soldier really resurrected like the legend. I am also your grandfather, you are going to squat all over the world, and always like your grandfather. Disclosed, let's meet your grandfather's curiosity." Bihai said with a smile, his elders as Jian Chen, naturally do not need to be polite to other people like the other, do not need to have any taboos.

"Brother, where have you gone in the past ten years, let me and my sister Yue are worried about death." Bilian swayed an arm of Jian Chen and complained, full of blame and dissatisfaction.

The quiet moon stood on one side and looked at the sword dust silently. His face was smiling, his eyes were soft, and his tears were flashing.

Although it has been more than a decade, but the people present, even the weakest Bilian has the strength of the Holy King, with thousands of years of life, the short period of more than ten years, can not be on them Leave traces.

Everyone is a day, even Bilian and Yuyue. Apart from being more mature and stable, there has not been much change.

Afterwards, Jian Chen and a few people chilled a few words, and told everyone about the resurrection of the sacred soldiers. He could feel that it was not far from the time of the third battle with the holy abandonment. There is no need to conceal it. Everyone knows the result, but it will increase the confidence in everyone's heart.

After learning the shortcomings of the resurrection of the sacred soldiers, everyone in the hall of the parliament was silent, even the blue sea frowned, long time speechless.

On the Tianyuan continent, many people left their sacred soldiers in the midst of the deadline, except for those who are family members, more people are holding such a hope of resurrection, even though this hope is very embarrassing, but In order to be able to get a second new life, many people still left their sacred soldiers without a hesitation to conduct a second-generation gamble. However, no one thought that the sacred soldiers would become incurable after the resurrection. The embarrassment of consciousness will be manipulated by the resurrected person. If everyone knows that the second new birth will be the result of this, then several people are willing to leave their own sacred soldiers when the deadline is reached, and they will be controlled by others.

When the deadline is high, some of the strongest who reach the nine-days do not have to leave their sacred soldiers. They can also destroy their sacred soldiers at the last minute.

After all, not everyone has a family, and there are also many scattered ones.

"Oh, I didn't expect that the sacred soldiers would be like this after the resurrection. I can already imagine that if this matter is announced, then there will be fewer and fewer sacred soldiers in the future Tianyuan continent." After a long time, Bihai made a long sigh, and the mood was extremely complicated.