Chaotic Sword God

"Help me win the fortune of the Holy Son? Who is this? What a big tone!" Donglin Yanxue frowned slightly as she looked at the small characters on the green leaf in her hand that were completely composed of leaf texture.

This is just a very ordinary leaf. It is not difficult to change the pattern on the leaf. Therefore, Donglin Yanxue can't judge the opponent's strength through this leaf.

The next moment, Donglin Yanxue's consciousness immediately radiated and spread in all directions, trying to find the person who sent her the message through this leaf.

What disappointed her was that she didn't find anything until she used her spiritual sense to the extreme.

"Since this person is sure that he can help me win the title of Holy Son, it means that he is definitely not an ordinary person. But it is strange why he didn't come to me directly and explain to me in front of me, but to use this How can I tell me to go to Yingyue Lake?" Donglin Yanxue looked at the leaves and pondered calmly, and doubts gradually arose in her heart: "Or is there a fraud in this matter? To lure me to Yingyue Lake on purpose and do something that is not good for me. thing?"

Thinking of this, a gleam of coldness flashed across Donglin Yanxue's beautiful eyes. Although she is a woman, she is definitely not a weak and weak person.

But immediately, Donglin Yanxue shook her head. She is a nine-star genius in the Temple of Light, and she is one of the five quasi-holy sons who will be selected for the Holy Son. In this Temple of Light, who else would dare Do something against her?

"On the night of the full moon, Yingyue Lake, I will go meet this mysterious person tonight, I hope he will not disappoint me." Donglin Yanxue murmured softly. For her, the position of the Holy Son also has a huge irresistible temptation. As long as there is even a slight chance for her to become the Holy Son, she will never give up.

As night fell and the bright moon rose into the sky, tens of thousands of miles away from Wanhua Peak, there was a huge lake surrounded by eight peaks. When the bright moonlight in the sky fell down, this huge lake suddenly became It became sparkling, and looking around, it seemed that the entire lake was covered with a thick layer of moonlight, and the scenery was beautiful, just like a fairyland.

This lake, Yingyue Lake, is one of the famous places in the Temple of Light.

At this moment, by the shore of Yingyue Lake, Jian Chen, who was wearing a white robe symbolizing the holy master of light, was sitting on a huge bluestone with a calm face. He slightly raised his head, looking at the huge full moon in the sky A trance.

"After so many years, I don't know what happened to Fairy Haoyue. Her enemy, Nan Potian, is standing behind a Yan Zun Tai Shi, who dares to fight against one of the seven great Tai Shi in the holy world." I hope Fairy Haoyue will not act recklessly."

Looking at the bright moon in the high sky, Jian Chen couldn't help thinking of Fairy Haoyue who had been parted for many days, and his heart was filled with a little bit of worry.

At this moment, a soft white light streaked across the night sky and slowly landed on the edge of Moon Lake.

Immediately, the white light dissipated, revealing a stunning woman in a long white dress with a holy aura all over her body.

This person is Donglin Yanxue!

Donglin Yanxue was dressed in white clothes to win the snow, her feet did not touch the ground, she was suspended one inch above the ground, her eyes looked around, and finally landed on Jian Chen who was several miles away from her.

But at this time, Jian Chen also withdrew his gaze from looking at Yuan Yue, and turned to look at Donglin Yanxue. With two fingers, he pinched lightly, and immediately a leaf fell down, falling on him without any coincidence. Between his two fingers, he pointed towards Donglin Yanxue, who was several miles away.

Donglin Yanxuefeng's eyes were fixed, and she couldn't help but take a good look at Fan Jianchen, then walked slowly, almost flying close to the ground, approaching Jianchen, and finally landed lightly on the bluestone on which Jianchen was sitting. , without touching the ground, and stood a foot away from Jian Chen.

"I originally thought that the person who summoned me to come here was at least the King of Light, or even an elder of a certain temple, or an expert sent by some big family and power outside. But I never expected that the other party It turned out to be a Bright Saint Master of Yishi Yuandan." Donglin Yanxue stared at Jian Chen intently, with disappointment that couldn't be concealed in her beautiful pupils.

Jian Chen smiled indifferently, and said: "You don't have to worry about my cultivation level, because it doesn't matter, the important thing is that you just need to know that I can give you even those temple elders, Even some big families and powerful forces outside can't give you things."

"I know you don't believe me. I also know that other people are much richer than me, and their resources are beyond my comparability. But these people will allow you to win the final victory in the upcoming battle of the Holy Son?"

Donglin Yanxue's eyes flashed brightly, a pair of jet-black eyes flashed with strange colors, she stared at Jian Chen piercingly, and said: "I really want to know, how can a bright saint of one color Yuandan rely on What is it that you have such confidence."

Jian Chen revealed an inscrutable smile, and immediately flipped his hand, and suddenly a mass of pure soul emerged.

As soon as the pure soul appeared, it immediately exuded a pure and surging soul breath, which immediately lifted the spirits of Jian Chen and Donglin Yanxue. People have the illusion that their primordial spirit is growing rapidly.

"Pure soul! You... how could you have such a thing?" Donglin Yanxue exclaimed. Facing the married soul, she could no longer keep calm. The face is full of shock and deep disbelief.

Jian Chen took back Chengchun's soul, and said with a smile: "Now, do you believe that I have this ability?"

Donglin Yanxue took a deep breath and slowly calmed herself down. She stared at Jian Chen with complicated eyes and said, "Where did you come from, this pure soul?" Precious, even with Donglin Yanxue's status in the Guangming Temple, she can only understand it through classics and elders' dictation, and she is not even qualified to see the true face of Chengchun's soul.

However, Donglin Yanxue knows very well about the role of the pure soul. Not only does it have a huge effect on warriors, but it is also a supreme treasure and extremely precious to the holy master of light. It is also a very rare item in the Temple of Light, and many elders have never owned it.

And if she has this pure soul, then her chances of winning the position of the Holy Son will definitely increase greatly.

"Tell me, what do you want in exchange for your pure soul?" Donglin Yanxue said, suppressing the excitement in her heart.

Jian Chen stood up from the bluestone and said: "Each Holy Son can appoint nine people to be his future guardians. I only want one of them. Of course, you know my cultivation level."

After hearing this, Donglin Yanxue's gaze suddenly became strange, and she said, "You donated your pure and pure soul to help me become a holy son, and the ultimate goal is to become one of my nine subordinates?"

Donglin Yanxue's eyes on Jian Chen became extremely strange, she took a step back slowly, stared at Jian Chen vigilantly, and said in a somewhat cold tone: "What purpose do you have? But I Let me explain in advance, if you want to get close to me in this way and win my favor, then I advise you to give up on it."

Hearing this, Jian Chen showed a look of extreme astonishment, and his mind was full of black lines. At this moment, he only felt that he was one head and two big, and there were ten thousand muddy horses galloping in his heart.