Chaotic Sword God

"If you want to capture the palace of the Twilight Dynasty, it will not be done in a moment. If the rain suddenly returns, then we can be no one can be the opponent of the rain." Say your own worry, after all, this is not a trivial matter, directly into the Imperial City of the Tsingyun Imperial City, this will inevitably form a deadly hatred that is difficult to resolve, completely offended the rain.

"You don't have to worry about this. Since we are daring to attack the Imperial City of the Twilight Dynasty, it is naturally prepared to deal with all the unexpected situations." Cheng Ming vowed to say that the winner is in the grip.

"Original, our Tianmu sect attack on the tumbling dynasty in a month, because in the number of mixed elements, our celestial sacred religion is at a disadvantage, still need to go through some local, only to have the full grasp, and your Appear, let us attack in advance."

"Of course, you don't need to promise me immediately. After three days, you are telling me your decision. Now you still have to meet Xiaoling and Xiaojin. They have already returned." Cheng Ming’s voice fell and he controlled the power of the temple. Jian Chen was sent back to the former hall.

A group of guardians of the Tianyuan family still waited quietly here, but from their faces, they could clearly see the uneasiness and embarrassment hidden in their hearts.

However, Jian Chen did not care about them at all, his eyes have locked the two figures in the crowd.

These two figures are a man and a woman, and the woman looks like a child, but at the age of 12 or 3, wearing a white dress, the natural face is full of innocence, with A little childish, let people see at a glance that this is a little girl whose mind is not yet mature.

Another man, Mo, is about seventeen or eight years old. Although he looks equally small, he is carrying a murderous temperament that is inconsistent with his age. Can smell a thick **** smell from his body.

That feeling, it seems to be just the ruthless killing of the retreat from the battlefield of the floating body, the body has been washed away by the blood of countless enemies, strong and pungent.

These two people are Xiaojin and Xiaoling who have not seen for many years.

"Big brother!" Seeing the sword dust, the eyes of Xiaoling suddenly became red, and a call full of surprises was given, and the sword dust was tightly hugged.

"Xiaoling, I finally found you, these years, you have a good time." Jian Chen with a smile, the truth reveals, he gently touched the head of Xiaoling, softly said.

After decades, Xiaoling has not changed at all, and his heart is still stuck for decades.

"Brother!" Xiao Jin opened his mouth, looking at the sword dust, full of joy.

In these decades, Xiaojin has changed a lot. No matter strength or mentality, it is not comparable at first.

Right now, he is wearing a gold armor, and his long blond hair is not tied to his shoulders. His body is entangled with blood and blood, and he does not know how much blood he has, how many times he has passed the test of life and death. Makes him look like a little killer.

"Xiaojin, you grow up!" Jian Chen looked deep into Xiaojin, showing a gratifying color. Just from the breath, he saw that Xiaojin is now a person who can truly be a one-off person. It was not the child who was ignorant and ignorant.

"I didn't expect that you have become a **** king, and you have already reached the middle of the king of the gods." Jian Chen saw the strength of Xiaojin at a glance.

The strength of Xiaojin’s improvement is really beyond his expectations.

"Brother, I can have today's achievements. Everything is thanks to Grandpa Cheng. It is Master Cheng who used many resources to cultivate me. I can cultivate in the middle of the kingdom in such a short period of time." Xiaojin said, full of words, full of words. Respect for the grandfather of the journey.

But immediately, Xiaojin seems to think of something, look a bit stunned, sighed: "Unfortunately, the strength of Xiaoling's sister wants to improve, it is extremely difficult, otherwise, Xiaoling sister can also enter the king of the king like me, Even far more than me."

"Hey, I don't want to step into the realm of the king of gods. It's boring to practice. In the other days, there is a grandfather and master who protect me. There are big brothers protecting me outside. Besides, now Xiaojin’s younger brother is also very powerful. Later, Xiaojin’s younger brother can protect me, and see who they dare to bully me, oh...” Xiaoling spit out his tongue and said with a playful voice, innocent and innocent, truly carefree.

Looking at Xiaoling’s indifferent feeling, Xiaojin was silent for a while. Now he has really grown up, and he is more comprehensive in understanding the problem. He knows that if he wants to live in this world, only his own strength is hard. reason.

Because others have kept you for a while, it is very difficult to protect you forever.

Jian Chen silently looked at Xiao Ling, he naturally knows why Xiaoling's strength is difficult to improve. Because Xiaoling has its own flaws, this is a congenital hidden danger, which leads to her inability to grow. After a long time, she still stays in the 11-year-old childhood.

Under the realm of human gods, the strength of Xiaoling is relatively easy to upgrade, because under the gods, there is no need to understand the laws of heaven and earth. Moreover, Xiaoling is the innate spirit. The strength of the active environment is almost time-consuming. To cultivate, the impact of her own flaws is not serious.

But once you enter the realm of the gods, every step of the realm needs to have a corresponding understanding of the laws of heaven and earth. There is a lack of intelligence in the spirit, which naturally becomes the biggest obstacle to limit the growth of her strength.

"Xiaoling, I will definitely make up your own defects, let you be perfect." Jian Chen secretly vowed.

In a twinkling of an eye, three days have passed, and Jian Chen once again met with Cheng Mingda’s elders, and promised to unite with the Tianmo Religion to jointly attack the Imperial City of the Twilight Dynasty.

For this result, Cheng Ming was not surprised at all, and immediately ordered: "Okay, if so, then we will act now. Yunmo, Wind Devil, Gorefiend, Knife and Devil can be."

"I have seen the elders!" Silently, four figures hidden in the darkness, one by one, a huge body, containing the thrill of the sea.

They are four, the four major battles of the Demon Church!

In the sacred sacred religion, there were five warriors. One of them died in the hands of the great demon when he went to Yunzhou, so only four of them are left.

When Jian Chen’s pupils shrank, he judged at a glance that these four people were all cultivated in the beginning.

But at the moment, they are all respectful.

"Through my command, the army immediately dispatched, officially attacked the clouds and dynasty!" The elders drink low.

"Yes, great elder!"