Chaotic Sword God

Jian Chen frowned slightly, his eyes slowly swept over everyone in the arena, then stopped for a moment on the phantom of the ancient elf tree, and finally landed on the illusory branch of the ancient elf tree in the sky. On the large formation drawn, this formation connected all the souls of those people sitting cross-legged on the God of War Mountain, and was transformed into a strange force that was injected into the God of War Temple.

However, Jian Chen didn't know what was going on in the Temple of War. He could clearly feel that the Temple of War was stronger than the Temple of Beasts. With his current consciousness, he couldn't penetrate into it at all.

Jian Chen stared at the Temple of War, which radiated golden light, for a moment, and then there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

At this moment, the gate of the God of War Temple was not closed, and Jian Chen was a little worried about the iron tower. He wanted to go in and check the situation of the iron tower. Although the God of War of the Hundred Clan was the belief of all the people of the Hundred Clan, this formation was too strange. And being presided over by a mysterious ancient tree, Jian Chen had to guard against it. After all, the same thing happened to the little white tiger.

"Supreme Jian Chen, don't get close to the Temple of War God!" The saint emperors of the Hundred Clans exclaimed one after another, rushing towards Jian Chen one by one, trying to stop Jian Chen.

However, Jian Chen had already arrived in front of the gate of the War God Temple, and the speed was simply not comparable to those of their Saint Emperors.

"Supreme Jian Chen, the disturbance of the soul sacrifice ceremony will not only cause extremely serious damage to the God of War, but even the 990,000 sacrificed people on the Mountain of God of War will suffer huge backlash, and it is difficult to recover." Several holy emperors saw the chase Without getting up to Jian Chen, he immediately transmitted his voice at the fastest speed, with anxiety written all over his face.

Jian Chen's figure paused for a moment, hesitated for a while, and then walked towards the gate of the Temple of War without hesitation. Although the Temple of War gave Jian Chen a very powerful feeling, the more powerful something was, the more difficult it was. Manipulation, he believes that no one in the field can fully control this temple, so naturally the power of the Temple of War cannot be exerted.

Just as Jian Chen was walking towards the gate of the War God Temple, the ancient elf tree moved suddenly, and in a flash of green light, a branch with a thickness of several meters extended from the ancient elf tree, sealing it. Live at the gate of the Temple of War.

Although this branch was illusory and formed entirely of surging vitality, it made Jian Chen stop his steps.

Jian Chen's eyes flickered, and he suddenly turned to look at the ancient elf tree that towered into the clouds not far away.

"This king knows that you are worried about the safety of the God of War. You can rest assured that the God of War has a high status in the hearts of our God Race, which is simply beyond your imagination. We will never do anything against the God of War. ." An ethereal voice entered Jian Chen's ears. The voice was a woman, but it was soft but filled with majesty.

Jian Chen's expression became solemn in an instant, his consciousness spread around, and his heart was full of vigilance, because he had no idea where this voice came from.

"You are talking to me." Jian Chen said in a deep voice, looking at the phantom of the ancient elf tree not far away.

"This soul sacrifice ceremony is very important to the God of War, and there is no room for failure. Before the end of the soul sacrifice ceremony, don't step into the Temple of War God, otherwise, not only will you not help the God of War, but the God of War will be injured because of you. ." The ethereal voice came again, still making Jian Chen unable to find the source of the voice, and as soon as the voice fell, the ancient branches that blocked the gate of the Temple of War were also retracted.

Jian Chen did not continue to step into the Temple of War, but stood there and stared at the ancient elf tree for a moment. He was certain in his heart that even if the person who just spoke was not this ancient tree, it still has a great relationship with this tree. .

"Who are you? Could it be the tree spirit of the Ancient Elf Tree." Jian Chen asked, his heart was very difficult to calm down. He never imagined that there was still such a being hidden among the hundreds of clans.

It can make him not aware of where the sound came from, and who can do this, it is absolutely impossible to be the Holy Emperor.

"Three days later, the soul sacrifice ceremony will end. During this period, I hope you don't interfere with the ceremony, so as not to fail the ceremony." The voice came again, and ignored Jian Chen's question.

"Okay, I'll wait here for three days." Jian Chen said, leaving the range of the God of War, suspended outside the Mountain of War and waiting quietly, but his eyes always fell on the ancient tree .

And the few saint emperors of the hundred tribes who did not participate in the soul sacrificial ceremony looked around in disbelief, and their eyes were full of doubts. One of them couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and asked Jian Chen respectfully: " Jian Chen Supreme, I don’t know who you are talking to, is there a mysterious powerhouse here that we can’t even perceive.”

Jian Chen was silent, knowing in his heart that what the ethereal voice said just now could only be heard by himself.

Three days later, all the divine souls were transformed into that strange power and injected into the Temple of War God, and the 990,000 people of a hundred tribes who were sitting cross-legged in various places on the God of War Mountain also opened their eyes one after another, all of them pale and expressionless. Weak, extremely weak, but everyone's expressions are full of excitement, and the eyes looking at the Temple of War are full of respect from the heart.

The phantom of the ancient elf tree also disappeared, and it re-turned into a branch and stuck on the ground. It was carefully put away by the holy emperor of the elf clan. The phantom of the ancient god tree disappeared, and the retreat was clean. Only the golden light emitted by the Temple of War was still strong, as if competing with the scorching sun.

In a small area of ​​the desert continent, that piece of plants that were shrouded in the vigor and vitality emanating from the phantom of the ancient elf tree and grew rapidly, after cutting off the infusion of vitality, gradually went to the road of withering, and it would not take long. , it will all turn into a piece of withered grass.

"It seems that the ritual of sacrificing the soul was a success. The ancient method recorded in the ancient books is indeed correct." Several saint emperors of hundreds of tribes looked excited. Second use.

The trunk that transformed the phantom of the ancient elf tree was inspected countless times by Jian Chen with his divine sense before being put away by the elf saint emperor. There is no other secret." Jian Chen secretly said in his heart, and he couldn't help thinking of the body of the ancient elf tree.

At this moment, a terrifying aura came from the Temple of War. I saw the golden light shining all over the iron tower three meters away. It was striding out of the temple step by step. A sense of anger.

Jian Chen's eyes fell on the iron tower, and a knowing smile appeared on his face. Seeing the changes in the iron tower, he knew that his friend had really grown up.

This growth is not the improvement of strength, not the increase of age, but the heart.

"Congratulations to the God of War to leave the customs."

On the God of War Mountain, including those holy emperors, everyone knelt down toward the iron tower, with a sincere respect in their expressions, as if they were welcoming a god.

For their kneeling, the iron tower turned a blind eye, and his eyes fell on Jian Chen. One of them was outside the Temple of War, and the other was staring at each other outside the range of the God of War. After a few breaths, the tower took a step and came to Jian Chen in an instant. In front of him, a big hand clapped heavily on Jian Chen's shoulder and said with a smile: "Jian Chen, I didn't expect you to come to the desert continent to find me so soon, I was in the soul sacrificial ceremony a few days ago, and I didn't feel the outside world. ,sorry to keep you waiting.

The iron tower is very powerful. If Jian Chen is not a body of chaos, and his strength is not weak, if it is someone else, I am afraid that it is really difficult to bear the power of the iron tower.

"The ritual of sacrificing the souls of your hundred tribes is very strange. It actually requires so many people's souls. I was worried about you before, and I almost broke into the Temple of War. Now I see you are all right." Jian Chen smiled lightly. .

"This ritual of sacrificing souls is very strange, but this ritual has been handed down from ancient times. The souls of 990,000 people have formed the soul of the battle axe inherited by the Zhantian God Clan. Pass." The tower said, and then the battle axe mark between his eyebrows began to shine, and a small golden axe flew out of the mark, turning into a majestic golden battle axe in the iron tower's hand.

"It was only when I came to the Hundred Clan that I realized that the weapon in my hand had to combine body and mind to exert its greatest power. The battle axe I used before had only shape and no god. The soul of the battle axe, let the battle axe reach the state of unity of form and spirit." Iron Tower stared at the golden battle axe in his hand and said.

Jian Chen's eyes fell on this battle axe, he could clearly feel the change of this battle axe, this battle axe seemed to have changed from a dead object to life, and the mighty power emanating from the battle axe. The pressure was actually a little bit more suppressed on the primordial spirit.

"Jianchen, let's go, let's go to the Temple of War and have a good gathering." The tower put away the battle axe, pulled Jian Chen and walked straight into the Temple of War.

In the Temple of War, no foreigner has ever stepped into it for countless years, and Jian Chen was the first.

In the Temple of War, Iron Tower and Jian Chen talked for a long time. When they thought that they were both students of the Kargas Academy in Gesun Kingdom, and now they have become the supreme figures of the family, they sighed for a while.

"Iron Tower, I don't know how much you know about the ancient elf tree of the elf race." Jian Chen suddenly asked, staring at the iron tower.

Iron Tower thought about it for a while, and said: "I only came to the Hundred Clan not long ago, and I only know a little about the situation of each clan, but I know some things about the ancient elf tree of the elf clan. It is said that the ancient god The tree has existed for a very long time. At the beginning, our hundred tribes still lived in the Beast God Continent. Before Uncle Arrigins was born, the ancient elf god tree already existed, and it has always been a symbol of the elf tribe. The clan was defeated, and the ancient god tree of elves also migrated from the land of beast gods to the desert continent with us, changing the territory of the elves from yellow sand to a dense forest, nourishing a land with its own powerful vitality, for so many years , never withered."

"And there is also a rumor that the ancient elf tree cannot be destroyed. No matter how severe the trauma, it can be restored to its original state in an instant."