Chaotic Sword God

In the vast fog, Jian Chen also lost consciousness. This thick fog shielded everything, not only the soul, perception, and even the line of sight were affected, even with Jian Chen’s current strength, When sinking deep in this thick fog, I also couldn't see my fingers.

But he didn't panic, calmly and calmly, and walked forward in a straight line while moving.

On the way forward, Jian Chen had an illusion in his heart, as if every step he took was as if he was traveling through space, able to cross an infinite distance in an instant.

Moving forward in the vast fog is as if you are flying time and space, crossing layers of space and passing through worlds.

"Activate the mark, follow the direction, be fast, my strength will not last long"

At this moment, a long-lost voice came from the void and rang softly in Jian Chen's ear.

The appearance of this voice suddenly made Jian Chen's eyes brighten, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He immediately recognized that this was the sound of the artifact spirit of the Temple of the Beginning, but there was a bit of fatigue and weakness in the voice, and even when he spoke, he felt weak.

Jian Chen immediately activated the imprint, but after activating the imprint this time, his vision suddenly changed, and he could see that it was not a bottle of thick fog, but in the deepest part of the fog, he saw a faint touch. Light.

The appearance of this ray of light was like a beacon in the dark, pointing out the direction for Jian Chen.

Jian Chen's footsteps were extremely fast, and he hurriedly approached towards that spot of light.

Suddenly, the feeling of space-time fit became stronger and stronger. He felt that he had crossed infinite time and space in the mist, and each step fell as if it were a world-like distance.

In the end, even Jian Chen didn't know how far away he had crossed. The fog in his sight finally became thinner, and in front of him, the light that appeared before formed the outline of a temple.

That is amazingly the temple of the beginning!

Standing in front of the Temple of Absolute Beginning, Jian Chen let out a long sigh, feeling relieved.

Before he activated the imprint in the holy realm, he did not get a response for a long time. At that time, he was really worried, for fear that something happened to the temple in the early days, and the ten drops of Taizun's blood that he had worked so hard to collect were in the end. Busy for nothing.

But fortunately, when he stood in front of the temple of Taichu at this moment, he knew that his worries were unnecessary.

"Master Qi Ling, I don't know what difficulties you have encountered?" Jian Chen asked. He could see at a glance that the temple of Taichu at this time, compared with the last time he saw it, the light is obviously much dim.

In the void in front of Jian Chen, the spirit of the Temple of Absolute Beginning manifested, but it looked like a human-shaped fog group, very faint, and weaker than last time.

"My existence has been discovered by a saint. Soon after you left, a saint's power came to this matter and wanted to swallow me. Fortunately, this place has the curse of a saint. The force exists, and finally under the resistance of the curse of the Taoist saint and the power of the Temple of the Beginning, I was able to escape the clutch smoothly." The voice of the spirit of the Temple of the Beginning came, and its tone was intermittent, not only weak, but also very strong. Hard work, like an ordinary person after a long-distance race, tired out of breath and out of breath, breathless.

"However, although I was lucky enough to escape the clutches of my clutches, I also paid a considerable price and lost too much strength." Thinking of the dangerous escape back then, the spirit of the temple in the early days was a lingering fear, and I was terrified.

"At the moment you activate the mark, I have sensed it, but the loss of power is too great, and I have no ability to take you over. Fortunately, you went to the Taiqing Realm, which was my master’s place back then. , There is a secret road left over there that can allow me to bring you here in the most labor-saving way. If you continue to stay in the holy world, I will really be helpless in a short time."

Jian Chen's face became solemn, and the temple was spotted by a saint in the early days, which is not a good thing.

Because the saint, which is equivalent to the existence of Taizun, is the supreme one!

"Since a saint has discovered your existence, is this place really safe?" Jian Chen asked, very worried. After all, it is the supreme of the world. In the eyes of a supreme, one has been discovered. Sacred tool, can it really cross the sea without hiding it?

After all, the temple in the early days was just an artifact, not an extremely powerful person who mastered the laws of the Great Dao.

"No matter if it is safe or not, it can only do this for now." The spirit of the temple in the beginning sighed softly, and then said: "However, that saint's shot at me is not all bad. At least, it's a saint. The curse that stayed here back then has been dissipated a lot."

When it comes to the curse power of the Taoist saint, the tool spirit of the temple seemed to have thought of something in the beginning, and immediately asked in that weak tone: "You have activated the mark frequently, so eagerly to see me, could it be that you have found ten drops? The blood of the saint?"

Jian Chen's thoughts moved, and the ten drops of Taizun's blood that he placed in the primordial spirit space instantly appeared. Each drop of blood was like a ruby, exuding a magical red glow, and it also had powerful energy. The fluctuations are pervasive.

"Fortunately, I have found all ten drops of blood, a lot of them!" Jian Chen said.

The appearance of ten drops of Taizun's essence and blood suddenly made the spirits of the temple of Taichu ups and downs. It seemed to see the burning awn in its dim eyes, and murmured: "It really is the blood of the saint, it is the blood of the saint. I didn’t expect you to find ten drops of saint’s blood so quickly. It’s great, it’s great. I have been trapped here for so many years by the power of the **** curse of a saint, and now I am finally free.”

Jian Chen waved his hand and put away ten drops of Taizun's essence and blood. A pair of eyes stared at the artifact spirit of the temple of Taichu shining brightly, and said: "Don't forget the promise between you and me, these ten drops of Taizun's essence and blood. , I am not giving it to you for free."

"That's natural, don't worry, when I get out of trouble, you will be my second master, and you will follow your instructions from now on." Taichu Qi Ling said.

"After getting out of trouble? No, I don't think I need to wait so long, now I can recognize the Lord." Jian Chen shook his head gently.

"You don't trust me?" The spirit of the temple frowned at the beginning, but immediately relieved, and said: "I can feel your feelings, but since I made such a promise back then, I would never Break your words. Not to mention, anyway, you have already got the ten drops of saint blood, and now you can serve you as the Lord."

With the voice, in the spiritual body of the Primal Qi Ling, a unique source of power separated immediately, forming an ancient mark suspended in front of Jian Chen.

"This is an ancient contract. If you incorporate it into your soul, you will officially become my master." The voice of Taichu Qi Ling came.

Jian Chen stared at the ancient imprint floating in front of him, without doing anything.

The figure of Ziying Sword Spirit turned out, and their eyes fell on the imprint at the same time, checking the imprint.

"Master, this is indeed a very old method of contract, no problem!" After a while, Ziqing Sword Spirit informed Jian Chen in a positive tone.

Only then did Jian Chen put down his guard, and integrated this Dao and his soul into his soul.

As the imprint melted in, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if vaguely, he could feel everything in the temple of the beginning.

However, before Jian Chen could experience it in detail, outside the endless void, a terrible pressure suddenly spread. Under this pressure, Jian Chen suddenly felt like facing a wild beast. Feel.

But the spirit of the temple of the early days changed abruptly, and exclaimed: "No, it's the saint. That saint is here again. The power of the temple was too early to resist, so let's run away. "

At the beginning, the spirit of the temple became so panicked for the first time.