Chaotic Sword God

Jian Chen looked at the powder of the beach and asked, "What is that?" Just a moment, Jian Chen did not see what the white light was. **""*

"That is a fish that lives near the Magic Sea and is subject to the influence of the environment here. The speed is very fast, and the strength of this fish has reached the level of the sixth-order Warcraft, but the body does not produce magic. If the Holy King is not paying attention to it here, he will be hurt by it." Qin Shengtian Witch said in a plain tone, obviously knowing the situation here.

After listening to this, Jian Chen’s heart is also a dark shock. The sixth-order Warcraft is equivalent to the Sky Master. This strength is like the ants in the eyes of the King. It can be easily killed by just moving the finger. The constructor is not a threat. However, in the fog of the Magic Sea, the strong king of the Holy King was suppressed by the fog, not only the perception was reduced, but the power of space could not be controlled, and even the line of sight could only see the distance of three meters, and the strength was greatly weakened. It is a good time to give those sixth-order Warcraft a sacred.

Jian Chen and Qin Shengtian Witch and the Girl continue to advance in the fog, but with the previous strange fish attack, the Jian Chen became more vigilant, and Dan Tianzhong’s chaotic inner Dan, which is only the size of the soybean, is not a bit sloppy. The power of chaos is spread all over the body of the sword dust, and the power of chaos has been exerted to the extreme. In this way, even if it is attacked by the three kings of the Holy King, it will not harm the sword dust.

As the two people continue to deepen, the weird fog has become more and more intense. The sight of Jian Chen has been shortened from the distance of three meters to two meters. The sight is no longer a white one. To other things. In this case, the perception of Jian Chen was suppressed, and even the most basic sense of direction was lost. Only after the Qin Shengtian witch slowly progressed, the distance between them was shortened from one meter to half a meter. The tip of Jian Chen’s nose can even smell a faint fragrance from the Qin Shengtian witch.

"Predecessors, how big is this rich area, how long will it take us to cross this area." Jian Chen turned to look at the devil, even though they were only half a meter away, but Jian Chen looked Qin Shengtian witch still can only see a vague purple figure, not light.

"We have to travel a hundred kilometers to get out of this thick fog. At our current speed, it is estimated that there will be three more hours." Qin Shengtian witch said in a faint tone, a pair of eye-catching eyes of the phoenix eye flashing, full of vigilance Glance around.

At this time, it was counted that Baimang was shot from all directions at a lightning-fast speed. They were discovered only two meters away from Jian Chen, and they arrived in front of the two in just one moment.

The sword dust looks calm and does not care about the attacks of these white awns. These white awns are formed by the mutated fish at a very fast speed. The strength is at most in the realm of the sky, so the intensity of the attack is not hurt at all. He is divided.

Just as the number of white mans was about to hit the bodies of the two men, a crisp note suddenly came, turning into a visible sound wave that spreads in all directions, when these sound waves touch the whites made by jade. On the mans, those white awns immediately turned into a pool of powder, which was shattered by the sound of the piano.

Seeing this scene, the dust of the sword dust is inconspicuous, and the heart’s cognition of the strength of the Qin Shengtian witch is even higher. Just by moving the finger to make a piano sound, it has such terrible power. In front of the devil, I am afraid that there will be more sky priests who can't stop her finger from flicking the strings.

On the following road, Jian Chen and Qin Shengtian Witch were constantly harassed by mutated fish, and the attacks they faced increased from the first fish to thousands of fish, but these Fish has only the strength of the sixth-order Warcraft. No matter how many of them can't stop the violin of the Qintian Witch, only one sound wave spreads out, and hundreds of six-order World of Warcraft can be shattered.

In the rich fog, the two flew for an hour at an unhurried speed. It has already crossed more than 80 kilometers, and it is necessary to penetrate this layer of rich coverage into the magic sea.

The deeper the fog, the deeper the fog, the more intense it is. After more than 80 kilometers, the dense fog here is almost substantial. Now Jian Chen has not seen anything at all, even if he put his finger in front of his eyes, he can’t see it at all, and the figure of Qin Shengtian’s witch has completely disappeared. Only the faint fragrance from the tip of the nose proves Her presence makes Jian Chen almost use her nose to smell the aroma from the Qintian Witch to capture her position.

Suddenly, Jian Chen felt the white mist in front of his eyes violently tumbling. Immediately, a vaguely blurred shadow suddenly appeared and became clear. It was a middle-aged beauty wearing a white robe and graceful and luxurious. Woman, at this moment, the middle-aged woman is staring at Jian Chen with a loving smile.

Jian Chen stared at the woman in front of him, and the look was an incredible look, accompanied by an inexplicable pain.

"Xiang, how come you came here, are you visiting your mother?" said the graceful middle-aged woman, who said softly, the loving smile on her face instantly melted the sword dust like a stone. heart.

"Mother!" Jian Chen's subconscious opening, the tone filled with sorrow, and even the eyes became a little red.

Although the illusion confuses the eyes of Jian Chen, but does not confuse his mind, he knows that his mother is dead, and the flesh is still preserved in the city of mercenaries, waiting for him to become the seventh-order Guangyi sect and resurrect your mother. Even so, the appearance of Biyuntian still has a great psychological impact on Jian Chen, so that he can not be indifferent in any way.

"Everything you see is an illusion, don't be addicted to it. Otherwise, your mind will fall into it, and you can't extricate yourself." The voice of the Qin Shengtian witch came from the ear of Jian Chen. The sound of the sky is with a charm of sorrow, and it has the effect of setting the spirit, as if it can awaken people from the dream.

The heart of Jian Chen was violently undulating. After a while, he took a deep breath and slowly calmed himself down, forcing his gaze not to visit his mother. He followed the Qin Shengtian witch and kept flying forward. .

"Xianger, what's wrong with you, I am your mother, don't you know your sac, Xianger, don't forget your mother, you are the only child of the mother, the mother can't live without you." The look of Yuntian suddenly became sorrowful, sending out a heartbroken cry, and a sadness between the looks.

The heart of Jian Chen trembled fiercely. A pair of fists were tightly pinched together. He knew that this was an illusion born out of the fog. It could not be stopped at all. The only thing that can be done is to keep the mind clear and not fall into it.

At this time, Jian Chen’s body trembled fiercely. On his own side, he suddenly saw his squatting Yang Yang’s escape from the blood, and behind Changyang’s tyrant, several earthly priests were sneer Not giving up.

"Xianger, save me, save me, I am you." Suddenly, Changyangba looked at the sword dust and shouted for help, and the voice was very miserable.

The body of Jian Chen trembled fiercely, and a savage killing was already born in his heart. The pattern of Changyang Pa’s moment made him involuntarily connect his parents to be killed, as if the Situ and the old ghosts were five people. This is the scene of killing your parents.

"This is an illusion. My aunt is already dead. I am being placed in the city of mercenaries." The constant meditation in Jian Chen’s heart forced him to calm down, although he knew that this scene was only an illusion, but the things experienced in the illusion. It is the biggest pain in Jian Chen’s heart.

"Xianger, save me, I am you." Changyang Pa once again sent out a cry for help, the voice full of despair into the ears of Jian Chen, deeply stabbed the heart of Jian Chen.

"Ah!" A scream came from the Changyang tyrant. I saw that several people who had been chasing the Changyang tyrant had stopped the Changyang tyrant. One of the sacred soldiers in the hands had penetrated the chest of Changyang tyrant and was sneer. What is said to Changyangba?

Changyangba immediately fell into a pool of blood, and the clothes on his body were stained with blood, and even the earth was dyed red.

"Xiang Xiang children Xiang rescued you." Chang Yangba's dim and ignorant eyes looked at Jian Chen's weak tone, and immediately the eyes of the eyes quickly dissipated, became hollow, and finally lay on the ground motionless.

The heart of Jian Chen trembled fiercely, and a thick pain filled the heart, and two lines of sad tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably. Although he is a strong king, he has seen his family's feelings too heavy. His father died in front of his eyes, causing an unimaginable impact on Jian Chen, making it difficult for him to remain calm.

Because the parents' affairs are the biggest pain in Jian Chen's heart, the illusion produced by the fog deeply affects the mind of Jian Chen.

"Ah!" Jian Chen gave a huge roar to the sky, and the sound shook the sky, and the whole world was heard. With the whistling sound, there was a huge momentum mixed with the incomparably rich murderousness that emerged from him. Instantly appearing in the hands, the power of chaos in the body is pouring into the dragon sword, letting the dragon sword grow bright, and then exudes a devastating breath to the several land sects who killed Changyangba.

"clang!"

Suddenly, a loud sound like Hong Zhong came, and I saw a powerful sound wave as a visible ripple on the dragon sword. The powerful anti-seismic force directly rebounded from the impact of the dragon sword.

This sound like a Hong Zhong not only blocks the blow of Jian Chen, but the aftermath of the sound is the brain of the incoming Jian Chen. It is like a huge stone smashing on the soul of Jian Chen, making the sword dusty. Cracked, can not help but make a painful scream.

"Hey, you are still a strong king of the Holy King, the fantasy of not entering the area can make you lost. This is the outermost part of the Magic Sea. There are even more amazing illusions in it. I really don't know what you have to deal with." The indifferent voice of the Qintian Witch was heard from the ear.

Jian Chen suddenly realized that he had just seen a few enemies who had killed his father, but in fact he was squatting to the side of the Qin Shengtian witch.

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