"Sword is not the way, you can remember the East Yufei too heart." The words of Ye Chen hoarse, floating in the sky of artistic conception, with the exhaustion of wind and dust, also with the vicissitudes of a hundred years wasted.
A word, sword God sword meaning illusory figure trembled a little, looking back to Ye Chen.
However, he did not open his mouth, stood still, like a statue, and looked at Ye Chen quietly, a pair of unshakable eyes, slightly dull, with endless confusion.
"You remember Dong Yufei too much." Ye Chen went up a step forward, looking at the sword spirit without squint.
However, his question, still can not get the sword meaning of the answer, sword spirit is still so confused.
Ye Chen frowned, opened the immortal eye, and saw through the meaning of sword. Although the sword had wisdom, he was in a state of ignorance, and did not have the memory of the sword God, let alone the East Yufei was too hearty.
Suddenly, ye Chen raised his arm, five fingers open, toward the sword spirit.
The evolution of the week!
Ye Chen in the heart of a light thought, the evolution of the secret skills of the day to run, through the sword to push the sword God.
Ye Chen does not expect that the evolution of the heaven can calculate where the gods of the heaven and the sword are at this time, because his Taoism is too low, even if there are such secret methods as the evolution of the heaven, it can not be calculated where the sword God is.
However, he still had to calculate that the purpose was simple, which was to attract the attention of the sword God.
Sword God is the peak of the emperor. Someone who uses secret techniques will be detected by him. Only the sword God needs to detect it. Ye Chen will succeed. Therefore, the sword God will probably come to Beidou star region.
Because of the evolution of the Zhou Tian, the sword gods and swords are represented by Ancient Runes and arranged by themselves.
The sword God sword means frowning, and wants to move his steps, but it is forbidden to be imprisoned by the Taixu dragon that ye Chen sacrificed.
The evolution of the week!
Ye Chen again chided, based on Tao and its origin, supporting the evolution of the whole day.
In the push, he found a chance from the sword spirit, which was the chance, which connected the sword spirit and the sword God. He hurriedly followed the opportunity to push on.
In the dark, his performance swept through the vast stars, madly tracing back the source of that opportunity.
In a trance, he saw a continent, boundless, still like a fairyland.
A mountain peak, a shadow of human standing, white hair, only see its back, but not see its true appearance, he is like a supernatural immortal, let the world can not help but look up.
He is a generation myth of the sword gods and swords, which are not Tao, and all the heaven and earth.
Breeze gently brushed, lifted dust, also lifted sword God's white hair, let its eyebrows wrinkle.
The evolution of the week!
Sword God spoke softly, looked up to the ethereal nihility, it seems that it can be seen across numerous star fields, a vast star sky called Beidou, which is the star sky. Some people can see him in secret arts.
Poof!
In the mood of stars, ye Chen spits blood, suffering from terror, and blood overflows in eyes, ears and nostrils. The powerful ancient holy body also becomes bloody at this time.
He saw the gods of swords in the sky, but he was also attacked by the horror of the underworld, and almost died.
Hum!
The mood of stars and sky trembles, the sword spirit dashes away from the restriction of the Dragon forbidden by Taixu, raises his hand to erase the evolution of the whole sky of Ye Chen, and then the leaf Chen that was damaged is then backfired, and the holy body is split.
Ye Chensheng lives in a stable body shape, and forcibly condenses the holy body, but his face is pale and bloodless.
Sword spirit still stands, quietly looking at Ye Chen, eyes are still so dull, full of confusion.
Zheng!
But when I heard a sound of the sword, ye Chen sacrificed the Chixiao sword. The momentum was rising and the blood was surging out. Then chaos was propped up by it, and then even the magic road opened.
He thinks that the evolution of Zhou Tian has attracted the attention of the gods of the Heavenly Sword, but it is not enough.
He needs to burn a strong fire on this basis. This fire is to cut the sword spirit. Only in this way can he lead the sword God to Beidou star region.
Originally, he wanted to move the sky, but found that the performance of the sword God led to the immortal eyes self-esteem, this many helpless, he can only fight the sword spirit with his own strength.
"Elder sword God, I have offended." Ye Chen stepped out step by step, carrying the sword and cutting out the sword of the world.
The sword spirit is calm, gently lifting the arm, and a single hand draws a star river, with the sword God's way, contains the meaning of no sword, and one strike destroys the sword awn of Ye Chen.
Ten thousand swords and wind gods!
The leaves of the earthquake were suddenly fixed, and they were killed in inch step by step. With the piercing force of destroying and decadent, a sword was killed and hit by the enemy, with his invincible way and the belief of victory.
However, his peak sword, but by the sword spirit of the double fingers easily caught.
The Qi and blood of Ye Chen rises, chaos is all obvious, and the holy body origin is interwoven. It is added to the Chixiao sword. He can not pierce half points in how to apply his strength. The strong sword spirit makes him horrified.
Sword God sword means fingers to play lightly, leaf Chen is shaken out, the body Qi and blood roll, again spray blood.Come again!
Ye Chen came with the torrent of weather blood, and his whole body was burning with golden flame. His powerful holy body was bathed in blood, just like gold casting. He was like a god of war whose Qi covered the eight wastelands.
The war started instantly.
On the one hand, the sword God looks calm, like a fairy king. Every time he raises his hand, he is ordinary. But the seemingly ordinary hand contains the supreme sword skill, which is the way to return to nature.
On the one hand, ye Chen's fighting spirit is extremely fierce, and his magical powers and secret methods emerge in endlessly. In a few moments, he is also a returning to the nature of Tao. He once fought against the heavenly devil emperor and the young Donghua female emperor. His understanding of Tao has long been beyond the world. Although he has a strong sense of sword, he is as good as the battle.
Boom! Bang!
The artistic conception star sky becomes quite restless, because of his two people's astonishing war becomes hum long turbulence.
In the outside world, the Dalao Jianzong has been shocked. No matter the sages or the elders and disciples, their eyes are all looking into the deep of the Dharma sword sect. The inexplicable roar makes their hearts tremble.
At the moment, even the reclusive king of darao Jianzong was startled. He suddenly opened his mouth and stepped out of the underground palace.
"What's the matter? It's not a sensation." Under the sky, all were surprised. The weak disciples were shocked to be pale and had to let the peak masters sacrifice to protect the mountain.
"How could there be such a big fluctuation." Just returned to the Dalao Jianzong and more than a dozen saints gathered in the place of Fengchan. There were also shadows flying from various peaks, all of them were quasi saints.
"Who is in the realm of the sword God." The holy king of darao Jianzong came and fell on the sky of the land of Zen. He was an old man with white hair and looked at the holy master of darao Jianzong and others with a slight frown.
"It's Li Kang from Zizhu peak." The holy master of darao sword sect replied in a hurry.
"Li Kang?" The old eyebrows of the sage king of daluojianzong wrinkled slightly. Maybe Li Kang was too mediocre and far from reaching the level of his eye of Dharma, so that the holy king was very unfamiliar with the name.
"He's the new son of darao Jianzong." As if knowing the doubts of the ancestors, a sage hastily explained.
"The new son of God?" "Where is the son of Dalao God?" the eyebrow of the holy king of Dalao sword sect picked slightly
"Dead... Dead." At the same time, the Mahatma of Dalao sword sect, more than a dozen saints and more than 200 quasi saints present lowered their heads at the same time.
"Dead?" The tone of Daluo Jianzong Shengwang suddenly became cold. The whole heaven and earth in the land of Zen was covered with ice at the speed visible to the naked eye, and the terror of murderous spirit was as heavy as a mountain.
"Laozu was closed these days, and a lot of things happened to darao sword sect." "There is a man named Ye Chen, who killed... The son of Dalao God," the holy master of the sword sect of Dara bravely explained
"What do you eat?" The holy king of darao sword sect was furious. He didn't know that there were so many changes in the sect during these days when he realized Taoism in seclusion. It was a great shame that the son of God was destroyed.
"I wait for guilt." All the people on the spot were crawling on the ground, all of them were sweating.
"A bunch of rubbish." With a cold voice, the holy king of darao sword sect immediately raised his hand and quickly pinched the formula. He opened the channel to the artistic conception world of the sword God alone.
But before he stepped in, the passage cracked.
It turns out that, no matter whether it is the holy king of the sword sect, or the saints and quasi saints present, their looks have changed at the same time, and the channels have broken, which proves that the artistic conception of the sword God has changed greatly.
How important is the sword spirit, because it has the great sword sect. If it has something, it will be a disaster.
Boom!
When everyone turned pale, two figures appeared in the sky. One was the illusory sword spirit, and the other was a young man covered with golden light, who was engaged in a world shaking war.
"The holy body of antiquity." The king of darao Jianzong was startled. He looked at Ye Chen in disbelief. There was a surprise in his old eyes. He didn't know that the new Daluo Shenzi was an ancient holy body.
"How... How could it be... It was him." Compared with the king of darao Jianzong, their eyes suddenly stand out and recognize Ye Chen at a glance. Maybe Ye Chen deduced the gods of the Heavenly Sword before, which forced him to be a real face.
"Why..." A group of saints and would-be saints were forced to look better and better. In an instant, his brain holes opened wide, as if he had figured out something. No wonder a little-known Li Kang suddenly became so strong that even Ziyang and they were not rivals. Ye Chen pretended to be.
"Where are my disciples?" Immortal Zizhu only felt dizzy and bloated. He thought he had a talented disciple. He had the capital of pretending to force him. Who ever wanted to give him such a big surprise.
"This... What's the situation?" Many disciples and elders are also confused, looking at the empty sky in dismay.
"Played." All the people have an instant to figure out, all faces are also instantaneous ferocious.
"What kind of expression are you?" everyone's strange appearance, and the holy king of darao Jianzong frowned.
"Lao Zu, he... He is Ye Chen."
"Ye Chen? Which ye Chen
"The Ye Chen who killed the son of Da Luo." The holy master of darao sword sect wiped his cold sweat."What are you talking about." Rao is the holy king of darao Jianzong, frowning at the master of darao Jianzong. Rao is the cultivation of his holy king. Now he is also a bit of a circle. "Isn't Li Kang in there?"
"It's... It's Ye Chen who pretends to be Li kanghun... And sneaks in."
"I..." The holy king of darao Jianzong didn't come up at one breath, and almost a mouthful of old blood gushed out.