MTL - Dominating Sword Immortal-Chapter 1462 Shenshikeng

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Between the Bright Continent and the Dark Continent, there is a mountain range, the name of the mountain is called the Red Mountain.

Legend has it that the red mountains have been stained with the blood of the true God and contain the **** stone.

However, the average person can not enter the red mountains, the pressure of the red mountains is enough to crush the intermediate gods to death, only the high-level demigod can resist the pressure.

A fire, flying up the mountain.

It is leaf dust.

If the saint wants to be promoted to the ranks, it must absorb the **** stone. The law fragments only enhance the effect of one aspect of the sacristy, and cannot be comprehensively improved.

Since the red mountains contain a lot of **** stones, Ye Chen naturally will not miss this opportunity.

In addition to the sword of the sky, he wants to make a few more swords of the celestial sacred sword. If you can, it is better to raise the sword to four or even five stars.

The red mountains are desolate, and there is a faint scent of breath, as if the mortal were in the wilderness, full of helplessness and desolateness.

Passing over a hill, Ye Chen suddenly stopped.

puff!

A few drops of blood sprinkled, and the hill was pierced through a large hole.

Entering the inside of the big hole, Ye Chen found a stone pillar, which was covered with stone, and looked at it roughly, no less than thirty.

Under the sacred stone, the leaves dust swept out of the big hole and continued to search.

It is very boring to find the **** stone. Sometimes, one hundred years later, you can't find a stone. Of course, when you are lucky, you can get hundreds of **** stones in one day.

In the blink of an eye, five thousand years have passed, and the dust stone that Ye Chen succeeded has finally surpassed one thousand.

A thousand **** stone is not a small number, you must know that the supreme weapon can be a star-shaped sacred instrument, and the one-star sacred weapon is integrated into nine stone. It can become a starry celestial device. A star-shaped celestial device can be used as a nine-star celestial device. The Jiuxing Tiansheng is integrated into a hundred pieces of stone, which can become an artifact.

The artifact is the weapon of the true god. The **** wants to get an artifact. There are only three methods. One is that the true **** specially refines for you. One is luck, and one has no artifact. The last one is relying on God stone lifts up the artifact. No matter which one is very difficult.

There are quite a few swords in the hands of Ye Chen, and there are more than three hundred handles.

Half a month later, a thousand gods stone was exhausted, and the nine-star sacred sword in the hands of Ye Chen reached 70 stalks. Unfortunately, during the period, the fifty-handed sacred swords were destroyed, not every sacred sword. Can withstand the impact of the power of the gods.

"not enough!"

Ye Chen intends to make as many swords as possible of the nine-star sacred swords, and then promote them one by one to the sword of the heavenly sacred sword. Before that, he will not upgrade the grade of the sword. The Sword of the Cang Sang is the Sanctuary of the Sanctuary of Heaven, and it has swallowed the fragments of the law of the wind. Very precious, waiting for him to have enough Samsung Sanctuary sword, and then to upgrade the ranks of the sword.

Day after day, year after year.

It is another 15,000 years.

Ye Chen has been in the chaos battlefield for 90,000 years.

There are only 10,000 years left in the 100,000 years.

When the 100,000-year period expires, the red continent will take them into the heavens.

"A total of one hundred and eighty-seven nine-star sacred swords are not bad."

In the 15,000-year period, the nine-star sacred sword in the hands of Ye Chen reached 180 stalks, and all other sacred swords were destroyed.

Over time, more and more people came to the Red Mountains, and there were bright continents and dark continents. The two sides appeared to be restrained and rarely fought.

Until the ninety-five thousand years.

boom!

A wave of gods rises in the sky, and the dazzling stone of the gods shines like a sun rising.

Sword God Palace.

Ganlu Jiansheng’s face is envied. “If we can’t leave the Sword Palace, I want to **** it in the past. This should be a **** stone pit.”

There are many places in the red mountains and shrines. In the Shenshikeng, there are at least thousands of **** stones, and even tens of thousands.

"No, but as a result, the red continent is in a mess."

Shadowless Juggernaut is also envious.

The red continent has the rule of the red continent, and these true angels or powerful demigods descending from heaven can only stay in certain places.

......

Looking at the radiance of the rising **** stone in the east, the leaf dust can't breathe.

Hey!

The five lines of fire are on display, and the speed of leaf dust reaches its limit.

A cup of tea kung fu used to go, Ye Chen arrived at the destination.

It has already become a battle here, there are bright continents, and there are also dark continents. Two of them have attracted the attention of Ye Chen. One is a female warrior with a bow and arrow as a weapon. Ye Chen knows her, and the other is the **** of the immortal shrine. The dance arrow, has already condensed the power of God, the strength is unfathomable, the other is the brain with a big head, the eyes seem to be a huge gem of the universe life, he also condensed the power of God, looks like the heart of the war.

Among the people, it is a glorious crater. In the big pit, countless **** stones lie in it, sparkling and shining.

Obviously, I don't know who found the sacred pit. Unfortunately, the movement was too big, and it attracted people from nearby places, and then fought up until it turned into the current chaos.

"At least tens of thousands!"

Ye Chen estimates the number of **** stones.

"Qing Lian Jian Sheng, come over and help, when the gods stone we ourselves."

Everyone knows in the bright continent, and this moment is the moment of unity.

"it is good."

Ye Chen did not hesitate to join the battle. He never thought about to swallow it. Otherwise, it would not only irritate other people on the mainland, but also become the target of public criticism.

Originally, the mainland of China was slightly deteriorating. After Ye Chen joined in, the bright continent immediately suppressed everyone in the dark continent.

Ye Chen’s opponent called the revolving war, comprehending the law of life and death, but unfortunately did not comprehend the magical skills, although there are many means, but under the blood of the gods, still stunned, repeatedly coughing blood.

"I can't stop him."

The screaming of the runners, he has used the power of the law of life and death, seeing the power of life and death laws less and less, can not help but panic, want to ask others.

"The runners are holy, we change our opponents."

A voice came, and the rehearsal of the war was a black blood war.

The Black Blood War Saint realized the magical skills three thousand years ago, and its strength is second only to the Imperial Heart War.

"it is good."

The runner-up battled to fly to the black blood war.

"Your opponent is me."

The black blood warfare blocked the leaf dust.

"You can't stop me."

The sword of the sky is in the hand, and the leaf dust repeatedly displays the magical blood.

"Try it out."

The Black Blood War Saint also showed his magical skills, only to see a vague black-skinned squirrel, with the breath of the end.

puff! puff! puff!

The blood and the black **** collided together, causing a burst of shock waves.

However, Ye Chen is obviously more powerful, and a drop of blood is splashed on the Black Blood War.

puff!

The blood seems to be small, the impact is terrible, and the black blood warfare is flying out.

After comprehending the magical blood of the gods, Ye Chen did not live the day, and the blood was getting more and more perfect. It was not the **** war, which was comparable to those who had realized the magical skills for three thousand years. (To be continued.)