Chaotic Sword God

As the elders of the wooden clock sang low, the snow flew toward the St. Light Tower in the east, and soon disappeared into the gate of the Tower of Light.

After the snow from the east, it was the eight specially selected guardians who showed their devout colors and entered with awe.

Jian Chen, because it is the least powerful person here, so he is naturally the last one to enter.

"One color Yuan Dan is impatient to enter the Holy Light Tower. It seems that this child is also a heart-wrenching person. This kind of state of mind will not become a big tool in the future." The old eyes of the wooden bell elders looked at the sword dust gradually disappeared. In the back of the Tower of Light, he shook his head.

Inside the Shengguang Tower, it is a gray world. The sight here is not good. The whole space is filled with a faint gray fog, which hinders the line of sight. The visible distance is only a hundred meters away.

The earth under the feet is a desolate, full of dead silence.

Looking at this small world belonging to the Tower of Light, the brow of Jian Chen was slightly wrinkled. After he entered the Tower of Light, he felt a burst of oppression, and he gave birth to an illusion that life and death could not be controlled by himself.

Moreover, he even felt the gray smoke that permeated this void, and even penetrated into his body in a trace of light. From these gray mists, he felt a strong dead air.

"These gray fogs are the resentment formed by the unwilling dissatisfaction after the degeneration of the Holy Light Tower. Once it is invaded by too much resentment, it will cause serious damage to the body and even be affected by the mind. You can't stay more here, once you can't hold it, you must go back." East snow, looking back at Jian Chen, explain in detail the sword dust: "The physical injury, come to our bright temple. It’s not a big deal, no matter how serious the injury can be recovered in the shortest possible time.”

"But once the resentment invades the gods and interferes with the mind, it is too serious. Because the wounds of the gods are extremely tricky even for our bright temple."

Jian Chen nodded and said that he understood: "The cultivation practice and the various secret techniques left by the predecessors are hidden in some places."

"In this space, there are many ancient imprints, each of which is preserved by the great powers of our bright temples. Each ancient imprint represents a kind of practice, a kind of The magical technique is also the cultivation experience of some predecessors. However, to obtain these ancient imprints, it has nothing to do with strength, but to rely solely on personal talent and opportunity."

Donglin Yu Xuemei gaze at the sword dust, explaining in detail: "You close your eyes, let your heart go, echo with your heart. Once the chance is enough, the ancient imprints floating here will automatically find you, and the contents recorded in it. Pass it to you."

It is said that Jian Chen immediately tried according to the method described by Yan Xue in the east. In the Tower of Light, he was suppressed by the Spiritual Remnant of the Light Tower, and the influence of the Light Tower itself, which made his mind and perception weakened to the lowest point, and it has not been used much. Therefore, he can only do it according to the method described by Yan Xue in the east.

Jian Chen is very human. He can understand the jihad law in a color Yuan Dan. This shows how high his talent is, and it has already far surpassed the east.

Therefore, after he gave up his heart and called with his heart, he soon sensed the existence of three ancient imprints.

Of course, this is not to say that his perceptive power has played a role, but that the spiritual connection between the three ancient imprints echoes him and actively contacts him. It is precisely because of this that Jian Chen can accurately sense these three pieces. The existence of the ancient imprint.

And these three ancient imprints, in the perception of Jian Chen, are flying aimlessly in this space at a very horrible speed, sometimes in the sky, sometimes in the depths of the earth, often a flashing room, already Appearing thousands of miles away, just like having the ability to penetrate the void.

This speed, even if the sword dust bursts out, it is not necessarily catching up.

Seeing Jian Chen is already calling for the ancient seal, and suddenly there is a firmness in the snowy beauty of the east. She waved her hand to the eight bewilders behind her. She said, "Go ahead, don't worry about me." ”

"His Highness of the Son, our duty..." A bright **** of the gods hesitated, but the words have not been finished, they were interrupted by the snow in the east: "Reassured, I will not encounter here for a short time. Danger, but it is Changyang. He only has one color Yuan Dan’s cultivation. He can’t stay here for a long time. When he can’t hold it, I will send him out and I will come to you.”

It was said that the eight guards had looked at each other and slightly hesitated, and they went away together.

For them, the Light Tower is also a holy place with hidden great opportunities. It even has the chance to make them change their lives and sing all the way. They don’t want to waste even a minute or two here. I am eager to seek my own creation.

"Weird, how is the Son of the Son so concerned about Changyang? After all, the nominal identity of Changyang is still the protector of His Holiness. The result is now that the Son of the Son is protecting the law for him..."

"If you have lived a lot of age, can you still not see it? The Highness of the Son has obviously produced a sense of affection for Changyang..."

"How is this possible? Changyang is only a one-color Yuan Dan. In addition to the back of the sacred warlord, I can’t find any advantage in him. In the Temple of Light, the person who pursues the Highness of the Son is There are so many, these people are all proud of the sky, far from being comparable to Changyang. How can the Holy Son be able to see him..."

"I also think it's incredible. According to my understanding of His Royal Highness, she used to be not like this. It can be like a change from the Star Moon."

Eight beggers have gone, and the east is snow, but it is holding a pair of eyes, staring at the ordinary face of Jian Chen in a blink of an eye. In her mind, it seems to recall the moon in the moon. In the world, with the scene of Jian Chen, the eyes gradually became gentle.

......

The Temple of Light, the Temple of Criminal Law, the three elders in the black dress are sitting in a magnificent temple, one by one.

"The investigation of the Xingyue boundary is over, but the only thing I can't understand is that Changyang and Donglin Yuxue can still live alive after meeting with Qingshan. This is really a bit ridiculous."

"I also went to see the scene. Although there are traces of fierce beasts fighting, it is still not enough for Changyang and Donglin to escape the poisonous hands of Qingshan..."

"Just Changyang is the deputy of the sacred warlord. Anyone who is involved in the clues of Changyang will be able to use some special means. If the sinister deputy is offended, then it will not be worth the loss... ..."

The elders of the temples of the three law enforcement temples sighed, and they all showed a distressed look.

A moment later, one of the elders of the temple stood up and said: "I went to see the deputy master of the war and reported our findings."

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