Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 2349: Soul funeral

However, in an instant, these top powers who stood on the top of a continent found the trace of Jian Chen.

"Do you want to use the cross-continental transmission array to escape the wilderness...?"

"Hey, the cross-continental transmission array has long been blocked, I want to escape with the transmission array, dreaming..."

With the voice, all the top powerhouses gathered in the Temple of Light have disappeared and chased the sword dust.

The lord of the Temple of Light is suspended in front of the temple, and his eyes are flashing, showing hesitation.

Obviously, for the true tower of Jian Chen, he is also quite a heart, and also has the real tower in his hands, and then returned to the heart of the Basilica of the Bi Sheng Tian Palace.

Because this is the only chance to climb the behemoth of the Shengsheng Temple.

Just thinking of the mysterious war, he could not help but hesitate.

"Don't go in and go in. There are a lot of people who want to get a true tower. Even if you go, it's probably not big to get a true tower." At this time, the figure of the mysterious war appeared, and his eyes looked deep into the light. The main hall of the temple, said: "In addition, now the Holy Light Tower is changing, the grievances inside are constantly decreasing, and we have the Holy Light Tower enough."

"Your son is very likely to be in the tower, you are not afraid that those people will harm your son after getting the tower," said the temple of the Temple of Light.

"After all, the tower is a top-level artifact. Even if it is seriously damaged, it is still indestructible. Those people will not be able to enter the tower unless they are refining and refining." The mysterious war did not have the slightest worry, calmly said: "As for Refining and refining is really towering, I don’t have the courage to measure them."

"Not good, the lord, the big things are not good..." Just then, a burst of exclamation came out, and I saw a temple elder hurriedly coming over, behind him, followed by several The king of light.

It’s just these bright gods that look quite awkward.

"The lord, just received the news, when the sacred inheritance in the Shengguang Tower was carried out, the stalwart method recorded in the immigration mark of Taizun was obtained by Changyang. This Changyang is a person who is a martial artist..." The elders of the temple said in a hurry.

"What? Too revered to the world? The practice has fallen into the hands of Jian Chen?" Wen Yan, the face of the Temple of Light is greatly changed.

Even the mysterious battle, but also the pupil shrink, revealing the extreme surprise color.

The Holy Light Tower has a sacred heritage, which has always been an ancient legend that has not been confirmed in the Temple of Light. Unexpectedly, it suddenly appeared in the world.

"The sacred sect is the highest inheritance of our bright temple, and it must not fall into the hands of others." The lord of the Temple of Light has become extremely serious. The next moment, a horrible momentum gathers on him. The white spear suddenly appeared, and the brilliance was restrained, but it contained the power of destroying the earth.

The spears are hollowed out, and the void is directly torn, and the temple of the light temple is directly stepping into the broken void to leave.

This time, the deputy master of the mysterious war did not stop, Jian Chen did not get the inheritance of the Taizun, but he took the Taizun inheritance to the high-powered method, which made the mysterious war can not find any reason to continue to help him. .

In the middle of the wilderness, there are hundreds of millions of miles away from the Temple of Light. In a bustling city, there is a small attic that is only three stories high. It is quietly standing in the downtown area.

This small attic is one of the many buildings on this street, close to the center of the city, the location is very expensive, and the price is expensive.

It’s just that since this small attic was bought by a mysterious character several years ago, it has been abandoned here and has never been inhabited.

In the small attic, it is empty, there are not a few pieces of furnishings. Only in the third floor of the small attic, there is a disk with a diameter of three feet being placed there, engraved with the mysterious array. .

At this moment, the array on the front of the array suddenly shone, and with a burst of strong spatial fluctuations, a figure shrouded in white light appeared on the front.

This figure is the sword dust!

As soon as Jian Chen appeared, he jumped straight from the window of the small attic and unfolded his body shape, as a lightning flashed toward the center of the city.

His face is very serious, his gods have combined the power of chaos, the power of perception is beyond imagination, he has already vaguely felt that he has been locked by dozens of powerful gods.

The master of every **** is absolutely not what he can contend with.

There is even a very concealed, almost unrecognized knowledge of the gods, but also the sword dust back bones are cold.

"He really is a sword dust, and it is really deep enough. Now, you can finally go back to the master." At the same time, an old man voice came from a manor in another distant city.

Immediately, the attic in the depths of the manor opened the wooden door and saw an old man in a linen dress coming out from the inside.

"Picture seniors!" Immediately a middle-aged man appeared quietly. When he saw the old man, the middle-aged man suddenly became respectful.

"Let's go, take the sword dust, and go back to the family!" The old man's tone was dull, and it seemed that he did not put these top powers in the waste state on his mind. As soon as the voice fell, his figure had disappeared and disappeared without a trace.

And the middle-aged man, who also disappeared, has left the place like a speed that is almost teleport.

"Olydona, we should have passed." In another bustling city, an old man looked like a peaceful man, carrying a cane, and said to the green woman standing next to him.

At this time, Jian Chen has come to the center of the city. Here, it is the hub of the city. It can carry out the trans-continental transmission array for ultra-long distance transmission, and it is also installed here.

"Sword dust, the transmission array has been blocked, you can't get away, surrender the true tower, I am not embarrassed you..."

"Sword dust, will give me the true tower, our emperor empire shelters you..."

"Give me the tower, let you live, otherwise, die..."

......

At this moment, the emptiness of the top of Jian Chen’s head was distorted sharply. I saw a top-ranking strongman appearing one after another. They were scattered and guarded each other, surrounded by sword dust.

Over the city, the void broke open, and there was endless light falling down, shining the heavens and the earth, and the lord of the Temple of Light also came here. He looked at the sword dust complexly and sighed: "I don't care if you are Changyang." It’s a sword dust. In short, it’s left behind. It’s the highest heritage of our bright temple. It’s absolutely impossible for outsiders to take it away, and even more people who can’t get the martial arts.”

"The highest inheritance of the Temple of Light? Could it be that the thing that was passed down in the Light Tower was not obtained by the disciples of your Temple of Light, but was it obtained by Jian Chen?" At this moment, a voice full of banter Come, I saw a middle-aged man who looks ordinary and looks like a mortal. He came here quietly.

The appearance of this middle-aged man suddenly changed the face of the temple of the bright temple, and Shen Shen said: "The soul is buried, you have come."

The middle-aged man, known as the soul burial, laughed and said: "We have the eighth brother in the martial arts, such a major thing, I can't come."

PS: Happy is still owing to the next one, this one is more happy to make up the next time, forgive me...

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