Chaotic Sword God

"Do you think that if you come, can you change anything? This is not your Wuhun Mountain, you can do whatever you want," said the lord of the Temple of Light.

"Even if you can't change anything, at least, you can also hold back your bright temple, let your light temple not be able to harm our eighth brother of the martial arts." The soul is buried and laughs, and then his eyes swept over The top powerhouse here is calm and calm, without the slightest fear of color, holding the fist: "You, the sword dust is the eighth brother of our martial arts, but also hope that you will give us a face of Wuhun, don't hurt the sword. dust."

"As long as we are still true, let him surrender the true tower, we will never be embarrassed about him..."

"The soul is buried, you can be a martial art, but it is still true, but it must not be taken away..."

"That's right, we can give you a face of martial arts. You can take it away, but it's still a tower, you have to stay..."

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The top powerhouses gathered here are drinking low and have a firm attitude.

Although in their eyes, the repair of the soul burial is not worth mentioning, but in the face of the soul to bury this person, they do not dare to have the slightest contempt, but in the eyes of some top powers, it is even a hint of taboo .

The sword dust that was surrounded by it calmed down, and he looked at the scene with a cold eye, and his eyes flashed.

From the attitude of these people to the burial of the soul, he has already seen that although the martial arts can not be born out of the strong, but it is absolutely not as weak as imagined.

In particular, the soul buryed this person. Under the influence of the mutated Yuanshen, he discovered that although the soul burial was the lowest among these people, his threat level seemed to be stronger than that of the temple of the Guangming Temple. .

"Sword dust, you can give up the true tower, I will take you away, back to Wushen Mountain, where is the real home of our martial arts." At this time, the soul is buried, the look is cautiously looking at Jian Chen, Seek advice from Jian Chen.

"Leave what you got in the Tower of Light, otherwise, I would like to leave the wilderness." The main hall of the Temple of Light, the attitude is firm, there is no room for negotiation.

Too respectful work is the highest inheritance in the Temple of Light, and there is no tolerance. He will not take it back at all costs.

"Yu Chen, your tone is getting bigger and bigger. If I want to take the sword dust away, do you think you blocked it? Don't say that you can't stop it, even if you really get your hands, whoever wins and loses? I can't say it." The soul was buried with a sly look at the Temple of the Light.

"You can try it!" The eyes of the Temple of the Light Temple are cold, and a powerful momentum emerges, without retreating.

"The soul is buried in the predecessor, you go back, this is really the tower I got from the lower bound, and then brought to the Holy Land, I will not give up. Even if the return of the tower to the Peterson Palace, it is because I personally went back." At this time, Jian Chen opened his mouth, his tone was very dull and calm.

It’s said that the top powerhouses gathered here are looking cold.

Even the soul burial of the martial arts is also awkward. His eyes looked deep at the eyebrow dust and silenced for a moment before he said: "You really decided not to give up the true tower?"

"No!" Jian Chen's attitude is firm!

"Well, I respect your choice." The soul burial nodded. With the voice, his eyes suddenly became dark, like two black holes, which could swallow all the light in the world.

I saw an extremely powerful Wu Hun force shot from his eyes, turned into a sacred body of invisible material, pierced the void, and shot at all the top powers gathered here.

Wu Soul is a magical and unique force formed by the combination of the warrior and the Guangsheng sage. This power is very powerful. It is specially wounded and invisible, intangible, and difficult to sense.

The top powerhouses gathered here are always on the lookout, carefully guarding everyone here. However, in front of Wu Hongjian, how can they be wary and how to guard them will not help.

Because they are also unable to defend against the martial arts force, even if they are discovered, they can only avoid in advance. Once they can't escape, they can only bear it.

Wu Soul, intangible matter, can penetrate all matter, not to mention that their body energy is ineffective, even some lower-level artifacts, in the face of such a powerful Wu Soul, can not be isolated.

Suddenly, all the top powerhouses gathered in the vicinity, all in the middle of the trick, under the influence of the soul burial martial arts force, the mind appeared a moment of confusion.

Their strength is very strong, the gods are like a hot flame, the soul of the burial murder is scattered, it is difficult to hurt any of them, but it will be enough to affect their time.

"Since you are not willing to give up the true tower, then we will bring the true tower back to Wushen Mountain. Jian Chen, you are right, but the tower is what you got in the lower bound, since it can be mastered by you, That is your chance, why should you give it to others." And the soul is buried, it is a laugh, has come to the side of Jian Chen, wants to take advantage of the crowd, leaving with the sword dust.

When the soul burial began, the wilderness of the wilderness of the wilderness, a magnificent, seemingly able to suppress the mountains of the heavens and the earth quietly appear, strangely floating in the sky outside the void.

This mountain is not an entity, but an illusory shadow. It looks like a projection.

In this illusory mountain, there are six people sitting cross-legged, one look*, no sadness and no joy, such as the old man, the body exudes a strong and weak atmosphere.

One of the six people is a green mountain!

And this illusory mountain is a famous Wushen Mountain in the sacred world!

But it is only a shadow of Wushen Mountain.

"Sword dust, for you, all the brothers of our martial arts can all be dispatched. Go, follow me on Wushen Mountain, as long as they are on Wushen Mountain, these people can't help you." The soul buried haha ​​laughed. No fear, no fear of being offended by many top powerhouses.

However, when the soul burial is to take away the sword dust, the void suddenly splits, and a dry palm is revealed from it, implying that the heavens and the earth are rational, and the trajectory of the avenue runs toward the soul.

The look of the soul burial instantly became extremely dignified. Between the electric and the flint, the atmosphere of his whole person suddenly changed. It seemed to establish a certain connection with the illusory mountain of the wilderness of the wilderness, and the same palm shot, with The dry palms that emerged from the cracks in the space crashed into each other.

The two palms collided, not as fierce as imagined, and everything looked light and cloudy. Both of them are deliberately converging energy. Otherwise, with their strength, they will only fight once, and the energy storm caused by it will flatten the city.

The soul burial body suddenly took a while and could not be self-made.

At the same time, outside the wilderness, the illusory mountain standing in the void is also a slight tremor. It was just a projection, and the mountain that is not real seems to be more illusory.

"Sword dust this person, we have to open the family, no one can take him away!" With an old voice coming, the void crack suddenly expanded, and immediately, I saw an old man coming out from inside. .