Chaotic Sword God

The soul of Pure Spirit enters the soul of Jian Chen, and it is immediately melted into a very pure and powerful Yuanshen power. It is continuously integrated into the spirit of the sword dust that is broken into two halves. Among them, the **** of the loss of the sword repairer in the fast repair.

This pure soul was originally used to enhance the spirit of the warrior, making the warrior's gods stronger. But now, the sword dust gods have been hit hard, so this pure soul can not enhance the spirit of the sword dust, can only be used to supplement the power of the gods with excessive sword dust loss.

With the master of the pure soul, the speed of the sword god's **** was destroyed by the power of chaos, suddenly became a bit slow.

The black robe Mo Tianyun stood beside the sword dust. He stepped up the refinery and the gods of the saints, while watching the situation in the sword dust, even after injecting a group of pure souls, let the sword dust gods The speed of dissipating has slowed down a lot, but the dignified color on his face is undiminished.

"Although he has won some time for him, but the crisis has not been lifted, if the force of the chaos left in his gods does not want to be eliminated, then he will eventually escape." Mo Tianyun said with a deep voice. Although he has a way to temporarily protect the soul of Jian Chen, but for the power of chaos, there is no way.

Because this is a true power of chaos, it is definitely not the force of the chaos of the half-soul chaos cultivated by the chaos of the day after tomorrow. Moreover, the position of the power of chaos is among the most vulnerable gods.

"Now, everything can only depend on himself. The only thing I can do is to do my best to maintain his god." Mo Tianyun whispered, and then it was a group of pure spirits injected into the sword dust. Among the gods.

"And this pure soul, I have not much left, and the level is not very high. Now I can only pin my hopes on the long shot of the Taihe saint. It seems that I have to do my best. The refining and refining of the gods and the gods of the saints." The black robe Mo Tianyun gaze at the eyes, take out two groups of pure soul from the body and hand it to the hands, while his deity is sitting on the void, hands with the seal, to the void For the disk, a large array is arranged in a very short time.

This large array is extremely large, filled in the whole small world, almost full of the whole small world, each line is very large, flashing black light, there is a magic fire boiling.

The black robe Mo Tianyun is sitting in the center of the array of knees, numerous lines and his intersections, a magical flame of boiling through the movement of the formation, all gathered in the black robe Mo Tianyun, Burning in the blazing.

Suddenly, Mo Tianyun’s entire body was wrapped in a huge black flame, but his stalwart body sitting in the magic flame was still moving, constantly applying the secret method, refining with the help of the big force. The **** of the Holy Spirit.

With the refining and refining of Mo Tianyun, it seems that there is a horrible force like a sea in the small world. This is a sturdy space that makes the ancestors of the swords sigh. It’s up.

Time passed away, and soon, the pure soul of Mo Tianyun’s body was exhausted, and all of it was injected into the **** of the sword dust, even though he still had some heavenly treasures and dan against the gods. Medicine, but the effect of these things is simply not comparable to the soul of pure spirit.

"The **** of the Taihe saints has not been completely refining, but now, it is not enough." In the flames of the sorcerer, the sigh of the black robe Mo Tianyun came from the sky. The burning black magic flame suddenly disappeared, revealing the figure of Mo Tianyun's deity. In his palm, the group of the gods belonging to the Taihe and the Holy One has become a powerful force of the Yuanshen. .

It is only the power of this group of gods, but also a little bit of impurities, making the power of this group of gods seem far less pure than the soul of pure spirit.

"The power of the gods of hope and the Holy One can help you to eliminate the power of chaos in the gods." The power of the group in his hands and the power of the gods of the saints suddenly separated from the pure **** of the hair, and began to inject into the eyebrows of the sword dust.

This is too much for the power of the gods of the Holy One. For Jian Chen, it is too strong. Therefore, Mo Tianyun did not inject all the power of this group into the soul of Jian Chen. It is a little bit of injection.

At this moment, the sword dust that fell into a coma feels like he has fallen into a dream. In that dream, he is very weak, weak enough to stand up, and around him, It is a vast ocean and sea. He is so weak. In this vast ocean and sea, he floats with the raging waves, and is almost swallowed up by the waves several times.

He was not willing to bury himself in the bottom of the sea. Therefore, a strong will to survive was transmitted from the deepest part of his god, so that he was struggling even in a state of extreme weakness. Survive.

During the period, there were several times when I did not know where the power coming from was poured into his body, so that he had the strength at once, but in the face of this vast ocean, this strength is still very weak, fundamentally It is not enough to make him break free.

Gradually, his strength is getting smaller and smaller. In the face of a terrible storm in the vast ocean, he is becoming more and more unsatisfactory. It seems that he will be completely engulfed for a long time.

But even in this almost desperate situation, Jian Chen still has not been a little bit discouraged, nor has he exposed half of the fear of death. Some are just a stubborn will born from the depths of the subconscious, let him Supported by hardships.

It is as if his subconscious mind is telling him that he will not die, at least not to die here.

At this moment, a vast and majestic, and long-lasting, seemingly inexhaustible power suddenly came in. In a flash, Jian Chen felt that he was full of strength, so he did not hesitate. Struggling in the ocean.

He doesn't know where the shore is, and he doesn't know when he can swim to the end. He doesn't know how long he can hold on. Because at this moment, he has not much ability to think for himself. All actions and all actions are based on An instinct.

The more he traveled farther and farther, the power did not dry up, and he did not know how long it took. He suddenly gave birth to a strange feeling. It seems that the area he swam has become a part of his body. There is a vague sense of control and control.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that he did not seem to realize that he had turned into a small ocean.

His movements did not stop. He continued to swim forward. He seemed to be a pioneer in the territory. Everywhere he went, the surrounding area seemed to be turned into his territory.

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