Chaotic Sword God

Coincidentally, when Jian Chen rushed into the fog with Donglin Yanxue in his arms, the rapid spread of the fog gradually slowed down until it stopped completely, and did not continue to expand further into the distance.

Immediately, this strange fog, which seemed to be connected with the heaven and the earth, gradually became thinner and thinner, and faintly, even the scenery submerged in the fog could be seen.

Finally, after more than a dozen breaths, the strange mist that appeared silently disappeared completely from the Xingyue Realm, allowing the world to regain its clarity.

But the strange thing is that Jian Chen and Donglin Yanxue, who rushed into the mist, have disappeared, and they have completely lost their presence.

And Jian Chen, the moment he stepped into the mist, gave birth to a strange feeling, that feeling, as if he had left the Xingyue Realm and had already stepped into another world.

Of course, this feeling only stayed in his heart for a moment, and then he left it behind and began to look at the fog instead.

Jian Chen's gaze became incomparably sharp, and at this moment, his eyes were like a beacon, radiating fiery light and scanning the surroundings.

However, he soon discovered that with his own eyesight, he could not penetrate this layer of fog.

This layer of fog is very strange, it seems to contain a mysterious power, even with Jian Chen's eyesight, it is difficult to see the scene beyond one meter.

You must know that in the Xingyue Realm, with only his eyesight, he can clearly see every grass and tree millions of miles away.

However, here, the distance he could see could not exceed one meter.

Not only that, but even his divine consciousness completely lost any function in this fog, and once he left the body, it lost all utility.

At this moment, it is no exaggeration to describe the situation Jian Chen is facing.

"Changyang, I can't see anything here." At this moment, Donglin Yanxue's voice that was a little flustered and full of unease came over.

As for Jian Chen, he immediately felt a strange feeling coming from his neck. Donglin Yanxue's arms had already wrapped tightly around his neck.

Even through Donglin Yanxue's hands, Jian Chen could clearly feel Donglin Yanxue's deep unease.

"This fog is weird, and I can't see anything." Jian Chen said calmly, his heart was already full of vigilance.

Since the appearance of this fog can arouse the unease of all the beasts in the Xingyue Realm, it means that in this fog, it is not so calm on the surface, and there must be some kind of deadly danger hidden in it.

But Jian Chen is also unafraid. With his strength, there are very few existences that can pose a threat to him in this Xingyue Realm. Even if he really encountered the danger of incomparable strength, he still has the last resort of the True Tower.

Jian Chen hugged Donglin Yanxue, and moved forward in a straight line in the vast fog by feeling. There was no time, no direction, and even the sense of distance was completely lost.

He didn't know how long he had walked in the fog, how far he had crossed, the unexpected danger did not appear, and the road became surprisingly smooth and calm.

At this moment, in front of Jian Chen, in the white fog, a faint cyan light suddenly appeared.

Jian Chen's gaze suddenly froze, and this faint cyan light in this snow-white fog seemed so eye-catching, so clear, that it instantly caught his attention.

Jian Chen hesitated for a moment, then increased his speed and galloped away in the direction of this cyan light.

The cyan light became more and more dazzling and dazzling as Jian Chen kept approaching. At this moment, it seemed to be a bright light in the darkness, guiding Jian Chen's direction.

In the end, according to the guidance of this blue light, Jian Chen rushed out of the thick fog, and his vision suddenly became clear.

I saw that in front of him, there was a majestic bronze temple full of mulberry atmosphere, just like a wild beast from the prehistoric wilderness, standing there quietly.

The entire bronze temple is filled with a strong atmosphere of time, as if it has existed for endless years.

This bronze temple is in the thick fog, and the cyan light emanating from it seems to carry a mysterious power to disperse the surrounding fog.

"I didn't expect that there is such a place hidden in the Xingyue Realm." Jian Chen stared at the temple for a while, silent for a moment, and asked, "Donglin Yanxue, you have an extraordinary position in the Temple of Light. Have you got any information about this bronze temple?"

He didn't get any reply to his inquiry. When he looked down, he found that Donglin Yanxue had closed his eyes, and he had passed out of a coma at some point.

Jian Chen raised his head to look at the bronze temple in front of him, and then looked at the billowing fog behind him, his brows furrowed slightly.

Now, if he went back according to the way he came, he would most likely be lost in the thick fog, because in this mist full of weirdness, he has no sense of orientation at all, and he can't find his way out at all. road.

Therefore, the road in front of him now is to keep going.

After making up his mind, Jian Chen immediately carried the unconscious Donglin Yanxue and continued to move forward, approaching the Bronze Temple.

When he climbed the long steps of the Bronze Temple and stood in front of the hundred-zhang-high gate of the Bronze Temple, the closed door of the Bronze Temple opened slowly with a low roar. .

Immediately, a desolate and quaint atmosphere turned into a cool gust of wind, surging from the bronze temple.

Jian Chen couldn't help but closed his eyes, and his whole mind was intoxicated. Under the wash of this breath, he gave birth to a kind of time that seemed to have gone through infinity, as if countless thousands of years had passed in an instant. .

After a while, when he reopened his eyes and looked at the bronze temple with the door open in front of him, his eyes suddenly became deep.

This Bronze Temple, which has a mysterious origin and has been through many years, actually took the initiative to open the closed door for himself. He has realized that it was not a coincidence that he was able to come here, but the deliberate intention of the owner of the Bronze Temple. Of.

Jian Chen stood in front of the gate of the bronze temple, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped into it decisively.

"boom!"

After he entered the bronze temple, the gate of the bronze temple closed again with a dull roar.

Jian Chen stood in the bronze temple with Donglin Yanxue in his arms, his expression was calm, and he said loudly at the empty temple: "Senior, come out, why did you bring me here?"

As soon as Jian Chen's voice fell, in front of him, a series of blue rays of light gathered together, slowly condensing into the form of an old man.

His body is in an illusory state, completely condensed by light, and has no entity.

At the moment when the old man appeared, Jian Chen's heart moved. He keenly felt that the Ziqing Sword Spirit, who had fallen into a deep sleep, slowly woke up.