Chaotic Sword God

"No, no, this is not true." Shangguan swayed his head gently, lost his soul, and there was an unspeakable grief between his demeanor.

Although she did not quite believe the news brought by Junkong, in her mind, she couldn't help but think of the scene in which Jian Chen disappeared when she was in the southern region of Yunzhou and the war of the gods of Heaven and Heaven.

In that battle, it’s not fierce to fight. Even the gods and kings who are the top fighters of the Pingtian gods will fall, and the strength of the sword’s main deity, if it is attacked by the mighty king, is really fierce and degenerate. danger.

Almost subconscious, the Shangguan singer thought that most of the sword dust was in the battle with the gods of the heavens and the gods, and there was a scene that she could not accept.

Shangguan’s eyes closed his eyes in pain, and a thick sorrow filled her. Her emotions seemed to affect the surrounding vegetation. I saw the crisp grass around the peak of the mountain. For a moment it was like losing the luster it deserved, and it seemed to be hurting.

"Muscle and sister, still forget that person, don't say that he has fallen now, even if he is still alive, it is not worthy of you." Jun Kong stood next to the Shangguan screen, the temperature is warm, the eyes are exhausted It is a tender feeling.

He was also secretly excited. He didn’t know what kind of character Jian Chen was. He didn’t know any news about Jian Chen. The news that Jian Mo was already dead was also made out of his own, but he did not expect it. The Shangguan dynasty caused such a huge impact, and almost made the Shangguan sect believe it.

"I didn't expect that a lie that was spoken casually left a seed that was dead in the mind of the teacher and sister. I believe that in the future, the position of Jian Chen in the eyes of the teacher will gradually become lower until it is Time dilutes. Well, I have to fight hot iron, in the heart of the teacher and sister, branding my figure." Jun hollow hollow excitement, has been in the mind to figure out, in the following days, in what way To cultivate the relationship between him and the teacher and sister, let the teacher and sister really have their own heart.

The Shangguan screen is excellent in style and the world is the best. The superman's refined temperament has a fatal appeal to any normal man. Even in the Shenyin Daozong, he is admired by countless female disciples. The air was also deeply attracted by the Shangguan curtain, and fell in love with Shangguan.

What's more, the Shangguan dynasty also received the initial recognition of the celestial melody, and in the future, it inherits the existence of the three ancestors, which makes Junkong enamored.

Suddenly, the look of the Shangguan dynasty suddenly condensed, suddenly opened his eyes, the color of sorrow disappeared instantly, a pair of stunned beauty, stunned the glory of the shooting, muttered: "No, he did not Dead, he is not dead, Jian Chen is still alive, I have a kind of induction in the midst of it, I can clearly feel that he is in a distant direction." Shangguan screen children's tone is full of excitement.

Wen Yan, Jun Kong’s facial expression suddenly became stiff, and his face stared at the Shangguan curtain with disbelief. Looking at the excitement and joy of Shangguan’s face, the face of Junkong’s face became ugly. stand up.

The moment before, he buried a seed of dead sword dust in the heart of Shangguan, only to wait for this son to sprout, and completely forget the man named Jian Chen. However, he did not think of it. Under the excessive sorrow, the Shangguan sect actually gave a kind of vague feeling to the sword dust, and instantly pierced his lies.

At this moment, Jun Kong only felt that there were 10,000 grass mud horses in the heart, and he couldn’t tell what it was.

"Even if you are alive, he and us are the people of the two worlds. They are not worthy of the curtains of the younger sisters. Like his little feet, I am afraid that even the door of our divine voice can't get in." I couldn’t help but say, the heart of the man called Jian Chen gave birth to a thick heart, mixed with it, and a hate hidden in my heart, continued to fall: "Don't say he didn't Qualified to enter the gate of the Shenyin Daozong, I am afraid that he can not even come to Tianhuozhou, Tianhuo State is not close to Yunzhou."

"Jun Kong brother, you can look down on the world, but you must not look down on him. I really want to say it, because it is because I am not worthy of him, not because he is not worthy of me, just give him time, I I believe that there are not a few things that he can't do in this world." Shangguan curtain returned to calm, and said in a cold tone.

"But the main **** of a district, but even the curtains of the teacher and sister like this praise, I do not know the main **** on the monument, can have a name?" Jun Kong said, the more the official sect is praised Jian Chen, which makes his heart hate the sword dust The deeper it is.

"The ancestors once said that the throne of God is the first, and it is not true that the king of God is invincible. The main **** monument is the first, and it is not necessarily the first. Because in the sacred world, there are also some great heavenly arrogances. I don't care about these false names, I have never been to the main **** monument and the throne of God.” Shangguan Muer said, and then his tone, his eyes glimpsed, and continued: "But the talent of Jian Chen, I believe he is repairing When you reach the peak of the king of God, you will surely enter the top ten of the throne of God."

Junkong’s face became gloomy. He was the king of the gods on the throne of God. Although he was behind, he was proud of it. Now he admires the Shangguan dynasty who has been in love for a long time, but in front of him, the man who has never forgotten in her heart is said to be a character who is qualified to be in the top ten of the throne of God. This is not what the naked face is.

The handsome face of Junkong has been suffocated, the anger in his heart is rising, and the hatred of Jian Chen has reached its limit.

"It seems that I want to get the people who are the masters of the screen. This sword dust must be removed." Jun Kong has a cold heart, and his heart is full of killing.

"Jun Kong, the curtain, you two come to see me"

At this moment, a vain voice seemed to come across time and space, and it sounded in the ears of Shangguan and Junkong.

Hearing this voice, Junkong’s look suddenly became respectful, and Shangguan’s curtain was a complex color. She was grateful to the owner of the voice, and also had dissatisfaction.

Immediately, the two of them left, and went straight to the depths of the Shenyin Taoist, a place where even the core disciples could not step into the forbidden land.

In the forbidden land of Shenyin Daozong, in a magnificent temple, three people were sitting in the void.

Among the three, the middle man was a 70-year-old man with a white hair, and the remaining two were young men and women who were only 30 years old. At this moment, all three of them are converging their own atmosphere, so that from the outside, the three of them are ordinary, just like a normal mortal.

“You’re a good guy, see the Master!”

"The disciple went to the official scene and met the three ancestors!"

On the Shangguan screen and Junkong, it was a respectful standing on the bottom and bowed to the three men.

The three people in front of me are the three of the four great ancestors of the Taoist dynasty. They are the most sophisticated forces of the Shenyin Taoist.

The eyes of the three ancestors of the sects of the sects of the sacred sects are gathered together on the Shangguan dynasty. They all show the color of expectation. For the Shangguan dynasty, not only the three of them have high hopes, even if they are retreating for a long time, trying to break through the last bottleneck. Fengzu, also has high expectations.

Because of the Shangguan dynasty, I have already received the initial recognition of the celestial melody, and no accident, she is the descendant chosen by the three ancestors.

"The curtain, the spirit of the celestial violin, whether there is a sign of waking up." At this time, the old man sitting cross-legged in the middle said, his eyes soft, and the tone is also full of concern.

Shangguan Screen gently shook his head and said: "Returning to the ancestors, the celestial melody is still unchanged."

The old man nodded lightly and said: "The demon jingming piano is too serious. Although it looks intact from the outside, the spirit is in a state of silence. It is not an easy task to wake up the spirit. Moreover, even if the spirit is awakened, it is difficult to return to the peak state in a short time."

"Minger, I am recruiting you today because we have thought of a place where we might let the magic of the celestial violins wake up in the shortest possible time. The place is the shrine of the old Bohai sects - Bohai Shrine!" said the old man.