From a certain perspective, it has a great connection with Di Wuque's first acquaintance. The initial moment represents the beginning of glory, and the first extremely brilliant light illuminates the entire darkness.

The dusk of the gods represents the glorious decline and the end of myth. At that moment, the blood-stained sun, the last touch of sad light at dusk before the arrival of darkness.

Xiao Chen was not in a hurry to perform the test, and sat cross-legged on the ground. In his mind, the scene of the moment when Emperor Wuque used it first appeared.

Then again, the scene where Di Wuque summoned the phantom of the Kingdom of God appeared, and another scene where twelve watchmen jointly summoned the phantom of the Kingdom of God appeared.

All kinds of pictures are constantly appearing in my mind. If there are any incompleteness, Xiao Chen will make up for it one by one.

After sitting for three hours, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. He didn't get up and stretched out his hand and pointed forward with a sudden finger.

Late at night, the dark night suddenly turned into a blood-stained canvas. A desolate sunshine swayed in the distant sky.

Wires of delicate and blood-like fire light heading towards the ground like a meteor shower, and each meteor is a fallen god.

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In the low air, there were sounds of sorrow and joy, and the whole world was filled with a tragic and heavy atmosphere.

rub!

A ray of blood light burst out from Xiao Chen's fingertips, instantly slashing through ten miles, like a horse in the sky, never dispersing for a long time.

With a casual move, all kinds of strange phenomena disappeared. Night fell again, the setting sun was gone, and the blood light did not appear, but the bloody ray that Xiao Chen in the air still did not dissipate.

The remaining power is still there, and the aura of doomsday spreads out. Wherever the train passes, all the birds and beasts flee in panic.

Xiao Chen slowly stood up, patted the dust on his body, and murmured: "It's still not possible. If you can see the fall of a god in the divine realm with your own eyes, you can better evolve this tragic artistic conception."

"Or, finding one of the seven thrones of despair can also enhance the power of this move."

In a blink of an eye, Xiao Chen's mouth raised slightly and said with a smile: "If you have a flaw, it means there is room for progress. Now the power of this move is basically enough."

The Gods Fist of the Heavens, and the last move of the Gods' funeral is left. It is colder and more artistic than dusk and the end, and it draws the last sentence for a brilliant myth.

However, Xiao Chen dared not try this move easily now. He vaguely felt that this move had something deeper.

At this time, the God of Heavens that Xiao Chen had comprehended had completely separated from the surface of the secret book and had a more complete understanding of it.

He completed all the things and details that many masters in the gods could not see, and even added a lot of his own things.

Relying on the large amount of essence and spiritual liquid absorbed in the Tianlu Divine Spring, Xiao Chen's already strong understanding has reached an incredible level.

For three days, Xiao Chen was here, repeatedly pondering these two moves. Although there was no major breakthrough, he became much more skilled in using the moves.

If you can do the minimum, you can do it as soon as you think.

With a little control, you can grasp the degree of action and keep it freely.

The time was already agreed with Ying Qiong. Xiao Chen spread his wings of freedom, and his magical powers that were close to the end of the world were used several times, and then he rushed back to the city in a cup of tea.

In the inn, Xiao Chen sat down, drinking tea leisurely, and quietly waiting for Ying Qiong's arrival.

Xiao Chen was very relieved about Ying Qiong's ability to do things. Since the other party said that he could get it, a large number of secret treasures containing dragon souls would definitely get it.

"Young Master, someone sent my letter to our store three days ago." When the waiter saw Xiao Chen coming, he immediately walked over happily.

Who sent the letter?

Xiao Chen put down the teacup and gave the waiter a black star coin. He took out the letter and did not rush to read the content, but looked at the signature.

"Senior Sister, Shui Linglingliu." After chanting softly, Xiao Chen unfolded the letter and looked carefully.

After a while, Xiao Chen put down the envelope and his face looked a little ugly. He held the teacup and took a sip, and a bitterness wrapped around the tip of his tongue.

"Haha, Mr. Xiao's expression is rare, what happened to you."

Ying Qiong smiled happily and arrived as promised.

Xiao Chen said nothing and pushed the letter to the other party. After Ying Qiong finished reading it, the smiling pretty face also became extremely angry: "How can you do this? It's too much, they!"

Shui Lingling wrote a letter to the Wushen Palace announces the world.

Two months later, Xiahou Jue, the Baidi City, held a ceremony to be named White Tiger King without mentioning Xiao Chen.

Ying Qiong had to be angry. It was originally Xiao Chen's title of kings, but the Three Holy Land had to be delayed for half a year. When Xiahou was awarded the title of king, Xiao Chen became only a foil.

At the end of the letter, Shui Lingling expressed a ray of concern that the Three Holy Lands seemed to be in contact with the three kingly families of the human race, the Jiang family, the Yan family, and the Lin family.

During this last period, he will attack him and prevent him from appearing at the King's Ceremony.

"I'll send someone to escort you back!" Ying Qiong also expressed her concerns. If you miss the King's Ceremony, it would be like giving up automatically.

In the future, it will be quite difficult to win the title of King of the Azure Dragon King.

Xiao Chen waved his hand and said, "No, give it to me first with the secret treasure containing the dragon soul."

Emperor Haotian said that within three years, there will be no quasi-emperor attacking him. This is the rule among the big shots.

This is a promise that Ying Tianzong made to Xiao Chen, standing behind him, and it was of great importance.

If it weren't for this sentence, and without Ying Zongtian who had expressed his attitude very early, Xiao Chen's path would definitely be even more difficult than now.

If the quasi-emperor cannot take action, then Xiao Chen will be fearless. If he cannot pass this level, he will have no shame to attend the ceremony of the King's Enthronement.

Ying Qiong looked at Xiao Chen with some reproach, and according to what he said, he turned out the secret treasures containing the dragon soul one by one.

Except for the holy-level secret treasures, there are all complete secret treasures, and none of them are complete.

Most of them are damaged and far inferior to the half-handled dragon scissors obtained by Xiao Chen.

Looking at Xiao Chen carefully looking at each secret treasure containing the dragon soul, Ying Qiong said nervously: "How about it, are these OK?"

In Ying Qiong's eyes, these are basically a bunch of rags, and at most the materials themselves are of some value. In the eyes of outsiders, it is not worth mentioning. Except for the special weapon refiners, there will be no warriors to buy these things.

Xiao Chen looked up and said, "No, thank you, it should be more than that."

Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Ying Qiong's expression of concern disappeared, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "There are still some but not many, and you haven't spent all your 30 million black star coins."

There are some more, and there should be no problem in increasing the power of the two dragons.

After all, the materials of these secret treasures cannot be compared with the dragon scissors that were once immortal weapons, and the dragon soul is not as powerful as the dragon ghost.

The 30 million black star coins were not spent. As Xiao Chen expected, even the secret treasure containing the dragon soul was not easy to find.

Three days is indeed a little short, and it is not easy for Ying Qiong to help this step. If Xiao Chen goes to find it himself, he may not be able to get half of the three days.

Ying Qiong reached out and threw it over and sent a space ring: "I don't want your 30 million black star coins. Most of these are discarded items piled up in the Tiansheng Building warehouse, and there is basically no expense."

Xiao Chen took the space ring, but there was not much joy between his eyebrows. Even Tianshenglou could only get such a piece of secret treasure fragment containing the dragon soul.

Then he wants to gather the power of the ten dragons and practice the Qinglong Body-Healing Technique, where should he find these secret treasures containing dragon souls?

Ying Qiong seemed to see Xiao Chen's doubts and said, "As the saying goes, the hidden dragon is in the abyss, and the dragons are hidden under the nine abyss. The secret treasures of the dragon soul contained in the sky are more common in the Tianxing Sea."

The Star Sea is vast and vast, with islands and sects, and countless strong people, forming their own.

It is also a mysterious place for many warriors in the Kunlun realm.

It seems that in the future, I will really have to go to the Tianxing Sea. Xiao Chen thought to himself that the hidden dragon is in the abyss, and this sentence will not be wrong.

Farewell to Ying Qiong, Xiao Chen came to the guest room with a secret treasure containing the dragon soul.

Without wasting time, start immediately starting to use the Qinglong Body-Healing Technique to devour these secret treasure fragments.

The number was too large, and it took a whole day to swallow it. As he expected, a casual blow increased the power of the two dragons on the basis of the power of the three dragons.

Collecting secret treasures containing dragon souls is indeed a shortcut for practicing the Qinglong Body-Healing Art.

Xiao Chen got up and felt his own strength, with a look of satisfaction on his face. He attacked the power of the five dragons with one casual blow, and could barely fight against the Grand Master without using martial arts.

The God of Heaven will descend to earth and explode slightly. It does not require ten times of its combat power to compete with the Grandmaster and save a lot of physical strength.

He took out the wooden box containing the ten thousand-year-old flame crystal again, and Xiao Chen's eyes showed a little heavy expression and said to himself: "Ao Jiao should be back."

In four days, with Situ Leihong's ability, he was more than enough to resurrect and become more beautiful.

Walk!

Without restraining the expectation in his heart, Xiao Chen jumped out of the window, unfolded the magical powers of the Wings of Freedom, and flew towards the sword-making peak.

With one step, it was a distance of hundreds of miles. It was nearly two thousand miles away. Xiao Chen took more than ten steps and the sword-making peak was already in sight.

The rush to catch up with the mountain was stunned by the many swordsmen of the sword-making peak.

Xiao Chen went to Zhujian Peak many times, and the swordsmen who came here saw that Xiao Chen was not calm and composed.

Even when facing the sarcasm of the great master, he was not angry. At least he was calm on the surface and his steps were never so rapid.

Looking at Xiao Chen's expression, a quick glance could easily capture a hint of nervousness.

"What happened? Why did Xiao Chen in white come so in such a hurry?"

"It's not because the appointment is about to start, the pressure is too great, right?"

"It is said that Wen Ziran has made a big splash this time, and many older masters have been defeated by his sword."

"The younger generation of swordsmen have indeed been at their peak these years. Unfortunately, although I have many swordsmanship, I have top experts, except for Yan Shisan, who is unknown, I really can't find a person who matches them."
Chapter completed!