Chaotic Sword God

"Go!" The soul was buried with a low drink. The Wushen Mountain floating in the starry sky suddenly disappeared, without a trace, and disappeared, as well as the eight great descendants of the Wushen and the Bohai Jingu Shrine.

The king wearing the purple gold armor, together with several powerful attacks from the Taishiqiang strongman, hit the position where the Wushen Mountain disappeared. The devastating energy shocked and collapsed the void, making the front of the vastness The stars are turned into eternal darkness.

They are so many people that they have not been able to stop the departure of Wushen Mountain.

"I didn't expect it, we spent so much effort. In the end, it was a cheaper martial art." An old man with a strong beginning is sighing, and his face is full of unwillingness and helplessness.

The other strong people are also suspended in the starry sky, staring at the direction of Wushen Mountain disappearing, one by one while being angry, but also feel helpless.

The king wearing the purple gold armor, his eyes were cold, his face was ugly, and he gave a cold cry, and then he left the place with a flash of his body.

This time, the battle for the Bohai Jingu Shrine, all the top forces involved in the event, was finally a busy life, let the Wushen easily take the Bohai Palace.

In the starry sky far away from here, the huge Wushen Mountain is floating quietly, making irregular movements in the sky.

On Wushen Mountain, the body shape of Jian Chen and the soul burial suddenly appeared here. They have already crossed the endless distance with the Bohai God Palace and returned to Wushen Mountain.

However, everyone's eyes are gathered together in the hands of Jian Chen, and the seat is turned into a fist-sized Bohai Palace, with a smile on each face.

"I didn't expect to form an alliance with the Bohai Jingu Shrine. It was so simple." Su Qi, the five-sister of Jian Chen, said that his mood was extremely happy.

Hearing the words, the soul was buried with a smile, said: "This time the alliance can be so smooth, the eight divisions are indispensable. If there is no such relationship between the eight divisions, the owner of the Bohai Jingu Palace is not willing to walk with our Wushen. ""

"Haha, the eight divisions have brought a lot of energy to our martial arts. Those top forces have tried every means to win the Bohai Jingu Shrine. The merits of the younger brother." Yue Chao also issued a voice of praise.

Successfully forming an alliance with the Bohai Jingu Shrine, several people in the martial arts are extremely happy. Although the owner of the Bohai Jingu Shrine is still very weak, it is only the top artifact of the Bohai Jingu Shrine. The pulse has helped tremendously.

In the future, if the martial arts are in a foreign battle, this 沧海神宫 is equivalent to a solid mobile fortress.

After all, the real Wushen Mountain cannot be controlled. By borrowing the power of the Wushen Mountain Spirit, it can only appear in the starry sky, and it is impossible to come to the forty-nine continents and the eighty-one stars. Moreover, the power of the mountain spirit is not invincible. Once a very powerful opponent is encountered, the power of the mountain spirit may also be broken.

In terms of defense alone, the power of the mountain spirit is far less than a top-quality artifact!

The addition of the Bohai Jingu Temple makes up for the only shortcomings in the external battle of the Wushen.

"boom!"

In an open land on Wushen Mountain, with a dull sound of noise, the Bohai Jingu Shrine fell into a thousand feet and fell to the ground.

If it is not Wu Wushan, it will be extraordinary. I am afraid that this time, the Bohai Jingu Shrine will be able to shake a mountain.

Jian Chen looked at the Bohai Palace in front of his eyes, and his mouth showed a faint smile. He knew that the Bohai Jingu Shrine was intentional, because the temple with the spirit of manipulation can control even the horrible gravity that can crush the sky. As light as a feather, it will never cause such a sight.

"This Wushen Mountain is really extraordinary. I feel that it is more mysterious than the rumors. I have just initially tested it. With my current strength, I can’t completely shake the Wushen Mountain. And one came to Wuhun. On the mountain, I felt a strong repressive power hidden in the dark. Once this suppression force broke out, I am afraid I could not leave the Wushen Mountain. Little master, you stay here, don't go out "In the Bohai Palace, the little old man who is made of the spirit of the body said with a serious face. For Wushen Mountain, its heart is also very taboo.

"I believe that Jian Chen's brother will not harm me. If he really wants to harm me, then I will recognize it." Xiao Man is completely a mentality of excusing himself. He does not listen to the discouragement of the spirit, and immediately faces the Bohai Sea. The gods flew away.

Purple rhythm closely followed by Xiao Man, looking at the door closer and closer in front, she found that her heart was uncontrollable as soon as possible, the faster, the mind, the sword dust once branded the stalwart heroic, but often Appeared, lingering.

Finally, their sisters walked out of the Bohai Jingu Shrine and stood in front of the majestic gate of the Bohai Jingu Shrine. They saw the sword dust fighting with the other seven great descendants of the Wushen.

"Sword dust brother, I finally found you!" Xiao Man gave a cheer, just like an orphan found a lost family for many years, it seems extremely excited, immediately flew past, relatives pulling an arm of Jian Chen .

Ziyun stood at the gate of the Bohai God Palace, with a smile on the beauty of the country, and his eyes always condensed on Jian Chen. On the surface, she still seems calm, but in fact, her heart is not calm.

"Small man, you have grown up!" Jian Chen said with a smile. Now that the young man is already a 20-year-old girl, it is no longer the first time he saw it. The girl looks like.

In addition, even the strength of Xiao Man, compared with the original has also made great progress, has reached the end of the source, from the realm of God, is only one step away.

Immediately, the sword dust eyes fell on the purple rhyme, nodded to the purple rhyme smile, it was said hello.

"A few decades have passed, except for the enhancement of strength, he has not changed at all." Ziyun said in the heart, somehow, when she saw the sword dust, she suddenly felt that she had become very peaceful, it seems that these years The sense of crisis that she and Xiao Man had when they fled around in the Bohai Palace, all disappeared at this moment.

It was as if she had floated from a stormy, stormy sea to a quiet island and found a place to shelter from the wind.

Next, the two sides chilled and officially entered the alliance's negotiations.

"It’s okay to have a league, but I only talk to my brother, Jian Chen. Besides the brother of Jian Chen, I don’t want to talk to anyone else." Xiao Man said in a tone that is not negotiable.

It was said that the soul burial and other people looked at each other in the face. In the end, they all showed a little helpless smile. They were forced to helplessly, so they had to make a separate negotiation and discussion on the specific issues of Jian Chen and Xiao Man.