Dragon-Marked War God

"This sword seems to have completely had its own sword spirit? Sword spirit is not the same as the sword spirit. The sword spirit is the soul of the sword. Although it has great spirituality, it is completely different from the sword spirit. It seems that it should I also want to break through and become a true peerless soldier, a chaotic saint."

The eyes of the ancestors of the Dragon are full of shocks. This horrible sword has already made him feel a sense of crisis. Apart from those of the top ten soldiers, the ancestors have not encountered such a thing.

"Dragon swords have been fighting with me in the world. It has been countless years. When I was on the top of the Sanyuan continent, I had it all the way. Now, I must let the Dragon Sword reappear, even Xuanyuanjian, Tiantian Tower. It is absolutely impossible to cover up the brilliance of the Tianlong sword."

Jiang Chen said with great seriousness.

"Do you want to recast the Dragon Sword?"

Zulong Huang said very shockingly.

"Recast the Dragon Sword, for your consumption, you can imagine, the most important thing is that the Tianlong Sword is now the peak level of the hybrid treasure, if it can not withstand the compression of the chaotic sacred level, it is likely to let it It’s completely broken. You have to think about it.”

In the words of Zu Longhuang, Jiang Chen was silent for a moment. He thought about these things, but if he could not make the Tianlong sword a new level, Jiang Chen always felt that it was not perfect.

"Dragon sword, are you willing to give it a try?"

Jiang Chen muttered.

"嗡-嗡嗡-"

Tianlongjian constantly trembles, seems to be resonating with Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen mouth slightly tilted, his eyes are more and more hot, Tianlong sword, I will let your light shine in every corner of the realm.

"I have decided, the ancestors of the ancestors, please protect the law for me."

Jiang Chen looks grim and holds the Tianlong sword. Everything is ready at this time. Although Jiang Chen is recasting the Tianlong sword, it is not destroying the Tianlong sword, but on the basis of the Tianlong sword. Thousands of hammers and tempers, constantly tempered, Qinglian Chong Xinghuo constantly burning the Tianlong sword, constantly integrated into the maternal atmosphere, making the sword of the Tianlong sword more sharp, more convenient.

The true chaotic sacred device, even the **** of the gods, has never been refining. For Jiang Chen, this is not only the transformation of the Tianlong sword, but also a transformation of oneself. If he can do it, then his The road to refining, must also be a higher level, blue out of blue.

Qinglian Chong Xinghuo makes the impurities in the Tianlong sword already clear, and the blazing blaze of the Qinglian Chong Xingxing and the sword of the Tianlong sword are intertwined, and the swords are vertical and horizontal, and domineering side leakage.

"You must hold on, Tianlongjian."

Jiang Chen whispered, extremely worried.

Time passed, March time, quietly, Tianlongjian was a crack in this time.

"咔-咔嚓-"

Qinglian Chong Xinghuo fired the sword of the Tianlong sword and broke it. The heart of Jiang Chen was completely sunk. At that moment, Jiang Chen’s mind was extremely serious. After all, the Tianlong sword was really powerful, because Jiang Chen, Tianlong Sword is not created by the unique **** iron in the world, so it is really difficult to achieve the level of chaos.

"Dragon sword, don't you really want to leave me?"

Jiang Chen’s face was extremely ugly, and the Tianlong sword continued to break, and it was torn apart, so that Jiang Chen’s breathing was becoming rushed.

"I have heard that the ancient artifacts want to be successful, they must be cast in blood and flesh. The Xuanyuan sword is the blood of the Xuanyuan Emperor. The aura of all things is the aura of the world and the ancestor of Shennong. The blood, but the chaos of the chaos, has its own spirit."

Zu Longhuang looked serious and looked at Jiang Chen.

"But I have only heard of the blood soldiers, I have only heard of it, and it is not rumored, there is no verification, flesh and blood casting soldiers, whether successful or not, will definitely cause great harm to you."

In the face of Zu Longhuang's speculation, Jiang Chen has no way, he must do this, Tianlong sword, must be successful, regardless of whether he needs his own flesh and blood to cast a sword, he will not have the slightest frown.

Jiang Chen thought of a move, took his blood and flesh, separated and opened, wholeheartedly invested in it, began to blend his flesh and blood with the Tianlong sword.

At that moment, it was true that the ancestors of the ancestors did not expect that his conjecture was correct. Jiang Chen’s flesh and blood was turned into a stream of water under the blazing blazing of Qinglian Chong Xinghuo, running through the Tianlong sword, the original Tianlong sword. The cracks that broke apart are all blended with flesh and blood, intertwined and thoroughly melted together.

"what--"

The flesh and blood blended with the Tianlong sword, Jiang Chen felt the unprecedented pain, the so-called squeaky repression, let him almost faint away, flesh and blood melted in the gods, Tianlong sword at that moment, completely broke through the air, Be a green dragon and skyrocket for 90,000 miles!

"Roar--"

"吼吼吼-"

A burst of screaming sound, deafening, Tianlong sword and sword gas, straight into the sky, half a squat, Long Ling homing, re-into the Tianlong sword, Jiang Chen feels himself and the Tianlong sword, is already a seamless integration.

"Thank you for your master."

A dignified and crisp sound made Jiang Chen feel shocked and extremely excited.

"Become?"

Jiang Chen is somewhat skeptical, and his inner ecstasy is beyond words.

"Well, I am already a chaotic saint."

The Tianlong sword emits a crisp tremor, and the sword sounds like the setting sun, the phoenix bird screams in general, the power, even makes Jiang Chen somewhat uncontrollable feeling, this day dragon sword now condenses its own flesh and blood, completely blended together, its horror, Jiang I don’t dare to take a nap in the dust.

"Sword is coming!"

Jiang Chen has a sword and a sword, and the thousands of miles of rivers and rivers roar, let the ancestors of the ancestors feel a suffocation.

"The power of the Tianlong sword is completely out of the top ten artifacts of the ancient times."

Zulong Huang said sincerely that Tianlong sword and Jiang Chen are one, not only the combination of human and sword, this is the water * melt, seamless!

"Thank you, Zulong Emperor."

Jiang Chen said to the Zulong Emperor.

Zulonghuang waved his hand and said:

"It's all your own merits, it has nothing to do with me. If you don't take it for granted, and cast the Tianlong sword in desperation, then the Dragon Sword can't surpass itself and reach the Super Soldier of the chaotic sacred level."

"And, I will call my ancestral brother in the future. Otherwise, I feel that I am going to become an old bone, hehehe."

"Well, Zulong brother, hahaha."

Jiang Chen was very pleased and took back the Tianlong sword. This time, he knew that it was time for him to leave. The West Pole of China did not know what kind of trouble the monk had encountered there.