After listening to the words of Tianjian, Jian Chen was silent, and the identity of the tower was confirmed. This was not calm in his heart.

At the same time, he also understands very well that although the tower itself is innocent, he is a **** of the hundred races after all, and the previous generation of the Baizu gods and the Baizu are the enemies of the Tianyuan continent, influenced by the events of the year, the top ten of the Tianyuan continent. The guardian family will never let him go.

After knowing the things involved in the identity of the tower, Jian Chen’s heart was also a while. When the Japanese sword arrived in time, the tower was brought to the mercenary city before the top ten guardian families arrived. The consequences were simply unimaginable. Perhaps, His sword dust will lose a friend forever.

Although the true identity of the tower is not a human being, Jian Chen does not care about these. In his mind, no matter who the true identity of the tower is, what it becomes is his best friend.

Suddenly, Jian Chen’s brain flashed in the light, remembering the golden blood that he had met on Long Island. The heart said: “The drop of blood is left by the **** of war, Arrigis, contains powerful power, and the tower is the same. For the Baizu God of War, I don’t know if I can absorb the blood of the land. If it can absorb it, then his strength will inevitably increase greatly."

"It seems that when I have to take the tower to take a trip to Long Island." Jian Chen thought in his heart.

At this time, the breath of the two people, sitting on the ground and practicing the sound of the East and the Iron Tower, fluctuated, and they woke up at the same time. When they opened their eyes, they found the sword dust standing with Tianjian. The look was a glimpse, but it immediately responded and became excited.

"Sword dust, you actually came back." Ming Dong suddenly screamed, a step forward and Jian Qian tightly hugged together, feeling very excited.

"Great, Jian Chen, you are finally back." The tower also stood up from the ground, watching the sword dust with only his chest high, his face filled with an excited look.

Jian Chen and Ming Dong embraced each other and then separated. Then they came to the tower and looked at the tower with a three-meter-high head. The hammer hammered the burly body of the hammer tower and said: "Iron, I did not expect a few years. Time is gone, your size is so big."

The tower was a thick smile, grabbed his head and said with a sigh of relief: "I don't know what's going on, the body is getting bigger and bigger."

Jian Chen and Mingdong Tower chatted for a while. Ming Dong seemed to think of something suddenly. His face looked blank and stared at Jian Chen with a look of apology. "Sword dust, sorry, we are useless." , did not hold your Flame City, let the Flame City be occupied by the Alliance of Flames led by the shoulder king."

After listening to the words of Mingdong, the look of the tower was also a sigh of relief. The eyes of Jian Chen were full of apologies and embarrassment. The city of the tower felt very self-blame, even though he had no responsibility.

Wen Yan, Jian Chen was dumbfounded and said: "I already know this thing, but you can rest assured that as long as it belongs to my sword dust, no one can take him away from me. It was originally occupied by the Alliance of Flames. The Flame City has been taken back by me."

Mingdong and the Iron Tower suddenly showed surprises, but immediately Mingdong seemed to realize what it was, and there was a hint of ochre in the eyebrows. "But Jian Chen, the ten guardian families on Tianyuan’s mainland will not let us occupy the Flame City. If the top ten guardian families intervene again, we will not be able to keep the Flame City with our strength. Even the uncle is not good."

"Ten guardian family." Jian Chen whispered, his mouth could not help but reveal a sneer, said: "If the top ten guardian families dare to intervene, my sword dust must let them eat and walk."

Although the top ten guardian families have emperor artifacts that can break his eight-sacred temple, their emperor artifacts are too powerful because they are too powerful to be used, unless they are forced to do the top ten guardian families like the perpetrators. Otherwise, Jian Chen believes that the top ten guardian families will not easily use the emperor artifacts.

And even if they use the emperor artifact to deal with themselves, then there is a guardian family in the back of their own family, the Yangtze River is supporting the waist, the sword dust has at least the counter-force, and in addition to the mercenary city, the sword is blocked, the top ten guardian It is not an easy thing for the family to use the emperor artifact.

Finally, behind him, there are two superpowers, Ruijin and Blackfish, which can compete with the Holy Emperor. Even if the ten guardian families risk the offense of the mercenary, they must use the Emperor artifact to deal with themselves. Fearless.

Although their emperor artifacts have the power of the Holy Emperor, the Tianjian and the Blackfish have the protection of the armor of the original source. Even the Holy Emperor is hard to hurt, and the Emperor's artifacts of the Ten Guardian families will not hurt Ruijin. .

The arrogant words of Jian Chen fell into the ears of Ming Dong and the tower, and suddenly they were shocked, and they stared at Jian Chen with their eyes wide open.

"God, Jian Chen, you are not even afraid of the top ten guardian family. What is the realm of your current strength? Can you compete with the top ten guardian family?" Mingdong exclaimed.

"If you use the Emperor Artifact, I can now compete with the strongman of the Seven Emperor's Seven Heavens." Jian Chen smiled lightly. For Mingdong and the Iron Tower, he could hide something very little.

However, the words of Jian Chen fell into the ears of the two people, Mingdong and the Iron Tower, and suddenly they made a storm in their hearts, and their faces were incredible.

"Saint... Holy... Holy Emperor Seven Heavens, I am God, Jian Chen, you...you...you have become so powerful now." Ming Dong stared at Jian Chen with a stunned tone, stuttering in a tone. At this moment, the shock in his heart has reached an unparalleled level.

The iron tower was also staying for a while, and then gradually recovered. He sighed: "Jian Chen, I thought that the progress of my tower has been fast enough in these years, and I can surpass you, but I did not expect to see it for a few years. Your strength is still stronger than mine, and the gap between me and you has been pulled farther and farther. It seems that my tower cannot surpass you in this life."

After listening to the iron tower, Jian Chen smiled and said: "The tower must have confidence in itself. You must believe in yourself. In the future, you will definitely surpass me and become the supreme person who surpasses the Holy Emperor on the Tianyuan continent."

"Beyond the Holy Emperor, can I really?" As soon as I heard the words beyond the Holy Emperor, the tower suddenly put their eyes on the light.

......

Jian Chen and Tie Mingming Dong chatted for a moment, and immediately turned their eyes to Tianjian. The look on his face quickly changed, filled with a touch of sadness.

"Tianjian seniors, I want to see my mother's body." Jian Chen whispered, thinking of his mother's situation, the excitement of his heart and the two people who met with the Ming Dynasty suddenly disappeared without a shadow. trace.

Tianjian nodded silently and said, "Come with me." He said, turned and went outside the hall.

Jian Chen immediately followed the Tianjian and walked to the place where his parents’ bodies were stored. The two men, Mingdong and the Iron Tower, also converge on their own moods. They all followed the sword dust and left behind. Encounter, they both felt very sad and sad.

Jian Chen followed the sword and then went to a secret room in the temple. The entire chamber was filled with cold cold, and the walls around the chamber were frozen with a layer of white frost, and the air was even more The white mist that is cold is diffuse.

When he first entered the secret room, Jian Chen's gaze was fixed on the huge hail that was placed in the center of the secret room. Through the transparent hail, he could clearly see the two old men lying quietly inside.

"In order to better preserve your parents' body, I have deliberately went to the North Pole to take some extreme ice back. You can guarantee that your parents' body will not be destroyed for thousands of years. Jian Chen, you and your parents have been separated for some years. Let's get together." Tianjian said something complicated, and then he and Mingdong both retired, leaving only Jian Chen alone in a secret room filled with cold.

Jian Chen slowly came to see the ice, and stood here quietly watching the face of the two old, unconsciously, the two lines of clear tears have rolled out of his eyes.

Who said that the man was bleeding and not crying, but he was not sad.

Jian Chen is outside. He is a man of iron and blood. He used to have no pain, no pain, no pain, no pain, no pain. But in fact, in his heart, there is still a weak side.

That is his family and his family.

Jian Chen looked at the face of Er Lao, and his memory returned to the past. He remembered his mother's concern for himself when he was young, and his meticulous care and love, as well as the beautiful and kind smile.

"Hey, mother, the baby is back, the baby is coming back to see you. The baby is now a seventh-order light sage, and will soon let you wake up from sleep." Jian Chen whispered, immediately As soon as the mind moved, a golden light came out of his eyebrows and turned into a golden pagoda in front of him. Then the sword dust entered the sacristy.

In the sacred space, in the huge temple in the middle of the center, Jian Chen was sitting cross-legged in a slightly dark room, while the middle-aged white man in white was standing respectfully.

"The spirit, the horse uploads me to control the soul three skills." Jian Chen said, only to learn to control the soul three techniques, in order to make people come back to life.

"Yes, the master." said the spirit of the spirit, and then passed on to the word, the practice of the practice of controlling the soul of the three techniques to the sword dust,

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