Chaotic Sword God

Jian Chen began the cultivation of the martial arts.

This martial arts, the difficulty of cultivation, is indeed not comparable to the martial arts soul-breaking, not only because of the more mysterious martial arts, but also the control and application of martial arts. The important factor is that the martial arts martial arts consumes a lot of martial arts power.

With the current martial arts force of Jian Chen, one-time martial arts sorcerer can be applied in a dozen times. In the case of hard work, he masters the martial arts enchantment very fast.

And this martial arts, no matter how strong his martial arts force, will consume half of the martial arts force in one exhibition. After two times, his martial arts power will be exhausted, and it must be added.

"The condensed martial arts of the martial arts, it is much harder than the martial arts soul sorcerer. This has already passed for half a month. I have gathered countless times of martial arts, but I have no success at all. All the martial arts are in After half a month, Jian Chen walked out of the mine that exploited the Wushen Stone, and sat down on the rock in front of the temple, and fell into meditation.

In his mind, during this half-month, every process of condensing the martial arts and all the details are played back one by one, and he is trying hard to find the cause of the failure.

In the meantime, the spirit of the temple, which was originally called sorrow, was rarely quiet, and did not continue to challenge the sword dust in words.

"Damn, it is too hateful. This sword dust is practicing the new martial arts secret technique. It seems that he must continue to experiment with me. What should I do? What should I do? Should I continue to attack him? Use language to disturb his mind, so that he does not have the peace of mind to enlighten the mystery? But he is irritated by him, will he continue to use the soul of the soul to deal with me?" In fact, the temple spirit has been Silently paying attention to Jian Chen, my heart is very embarrassed, the kind of hell-like day that was tortured by Wu Hun Souls all day long, it is really unwilling to experience it again.

He wants to disturb the sword dust and interfere with the cultivation of the sword dust, but after looking at it, for a time, he did not know what to do.

Jian Chen is sitting for three days. After three days, he finally showed his martial arts again.

I saw that in his god, the martial arts force swiftly rushed and slowly condensed toward a little. This process, which lasted for a whole day, finally condensed into a black sword that only the sword dust can feel in his god.

This black little sword is completely condensed by the martial arts force of half of the sword dust. It is condensed by the secret law of the door, which contains the enchanting power to the extreme.

"Finally condensed out!" Looking at the black little sword, Jian Chen’s heart suddenly became a joy. The next moment, his thoughts moved, and the black little sword in the Yuanshen immediately turned into an invisible wave from the eyebrow. In an instant, it disappeared into the temple.

The temple began to tremble violently, as if a person was stunned, hiding in the shrine of the temple, and finally a scream.

Hearing the screams of the spirit of the instrument, Jian Chen could not help but laugh. It seems that this martial arts sorcerer has made the spirits suffer a lot.

"The spirit of the instrument, how is this taste now?" Jian Chen said with a smile.

"Sword dust, you are a despicable villain, you always sneak attack on me with martial arts. If you are really capable, you will disarm Wu Wushan and let me fight with you in a fair battle." The instrument is angry and angry.

"The battle of fairness? In this world, where is the fairness, if it is fair, the seamounts old people of Youshuizong will not chase after me in the repair of the etheric beginnings." The tone of Jianchen has become somewhat It is cold.

The temple spirit was a bit stunned. For a time, there was some powerless rebuttal. After all, it is an instrumental spirit, not an old fox who can speak eloquently and thoughtfully.

Silenced for half a time, it continued to open: "Sword dust, if we have a discussion, you should not continue to use the martial arts to attack me, I will give you a water of the land."

Jian Chen’s eyes stared calmly at the temple in front of him. It’s not salty or light: “It seems that you are somewhat afraid of this martial arts, this martial arts, although it’s hard to hurt you now. Basically, but it can bring you tremendous pain."

"But I also explained the words, unless it is based on me, otherwise, you will stay here honestly, as the object of my practice of martial arts."

"If you want me to surrender to you, don't even think about it...". The spirit does not hesitate to reject, simply and decisively, leaving no room for negotiation.

In the next period of time, on the Wushen Mountain, you can often hear the screams of the artifacts, the martial arts and the martial arts, the power is much stronger than the martial arts, and it brings a huge spirit to it. pain.

Therefore, during this period of time, the temple spirit was tortured by the sword dust very miserable, often ghosts crying, and only crying and crying.

However, it is reluctant, and would rather continue to suffer from this tremendous pain, and never give in to Jian Chen.

The martial arts martial arts, sword dust, this training is five years, five years later, he finally martial arts, cultivation to the realm of instant release.

"Eight brothers, have you succeeded in martial arts training so fast?" On this day, Qingshan found a sword dust, and saw the dust of the swords and the martial arts of the martial arts. Marvel.

When he came to the front of Jian Chen, he couldn't help but look at Fan Jianchen and sent a heartfelt admiration: "The eight divisions, no wonder your strength is growing so fast. I heard that you personally killed a Wujiu Jiuzhong. Tianqiang, I have been surprised for a long time. Now, when you look at it, you are really a sacred genius of the sacred world. Compared with you, the arrogant sons of the top forces have only given you A portion of the shoes."

"Qingshan brother Liao Zan, I am just lucky." Jian Chen stood up and held a fist to Qingshan.

"You should not be modest. How hard is this martial arts practice? I have a deep understanding. This is not just a matter of luck." Qingshan tone, continued: "Yes. Eight teachers, the ancestors of the nine Yunzhou, seemed to have some interest in you. In the wilderness, they also tried to send people to take you back."

Jian Chen nodded and said: "It is true, Master Aoyama, you suddenly mentioned this, is there any bad situation?"

"No, there is no bad news, but there is one good news." Qingshan haha ​​smiled, and his mood seemed very smooth. He said with a look of gloating: "Eight brothers, you have to practice secrets all day, do not ask the outside world. I don't care, I don't know if there is a big event outside the sacred world."

"What is so serious, can sensationalize the entire sacred world?" Jian Chen looked curious.

"The ancestors of Jiuyun Prefecture, I don’t know why, for what reason, they have offended the hall of the Bisheng Temple, and they have been chased by the halls of the Bisheng Temple."