Suddenly, a thunderous explosion sounded, deafening! Jiang Chen woke up, and suddenly felt a burst of blood rushing in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

This is?

Jiang Chen looked up and found that deep in the ancient battlefield, there was a divine shadow roaring at the sun that was about to come out! The divine man shone with golden armor and his body was thousands of feet tall. He knelt on one knee on the ground and seemed to be severely injured, but the surrounding demonic beasts fell to the ground.

"What a powerful pulse technique!" Jiang Chen opened his mouth in surprise and reached out to wipe off the blood stains on the corner of his mouth. Even after tens of millions of years, even if there was only a shadow left, the sound waves emitted still had this power, making Jiang Chen unable to help but pay attention to this Supreme God.

I'm afraid he is a figure at the level of the God King, Jiang Chen thought.

What shocked him was that just after the roar of this life, the fish belly in the east dimmed a little again, as if the sun was also frightened by this pulse technique.

Then, the east became brighter again, but the Golden Armored God King did not fall down, but looked up at the sky with his head held high and said intermittently ancient words: "Mi Muxiang, rubbing sharply, Netbu Minuoga died of anger..."

At first, Jiangchen didn't understand what he was saying, but every time he said a word, the sky in the east became dimmed and the light of the moon became stronger.

Suddenly, Jiangchen was surprised to find that the stone sinker hanging around his neck floated up gently, emitting a faint blue light, making me dizzy in my mind. After recovering, I could understand what the Golden Armor God King was saying.

"God, fate! You have destroyed the gods and demons in the entire divine realm..."

"Huh? Soul?" Suddenly, Jiang Chen's mind shook and heard a scream. After this scream, Jiang Chen felt that his forehead was burning, and then his headache was about torn and he felt like he was torn and he felt like a tear of blood. Then a drop of blood oozed out and evaporated and disappeared, and then he felt a chill.

Jiang Chen endured the severe pain and touched his forehead. An eye appeared there, which was the third eye!

As the eyes on the forehead appeared, clouds gathered in the sky. The golden-armored God King looked up at Jiang Chen, and a look of shock flashed on his expressionless face. He vomited a long breath and said a word, deafening: "Waste...", and with a sound wave that was hundreds of times stronger than that, he quickly crushed over, and the place he passed by turned into nothingness.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Chen's forehead was filled with blood. The blood light became more and more intense, and seemed to be more dazzling than the sun. When the red light swept, the phantoms of gods and demons on the battlefield quickly retreated, and even the invincible sound waves were silently resolved. The red light shone on the Golden Armor God King, and the Golden Armor God King let out an unwilling roar: "Xu... Shenxu...", and then dissipated with a bang!

The strange eyes on the forehead swept in confusion, and when no other abnormalities were found, they blinked and disappeared. During the whole process, he broke away from the control of the general, and he also tried to hide the strange eyes on the forehead, but the strange eyes did not obey the orders at all.

Jiangchen had heard of this strange eye, which was something Li Yihuan said accidentally when chatting. She said that Jiangchen had a strange eye on his forehead, which was a piece of demon king’s material.

Jiang Chen knelt on the ground in exhaustion, sweating all over his body. He looked into the sky and saw blood clouds rolling in the sky, and thunder flashing. It seemed that an eye was looking in the clouds, and then looked in confusion and disappeared.

The stone pendant on the neck of the emperor pointed to the depths of the battlefield. When the Golden Armored God King dissipated, the stone pendant suddenly lost its support and fell back to the chest of Jiangchen, turning into an ordinary stone.

The tentacles were cold, and the stones were like a piece of cold ice circling through the entire arm, as if comforting, and calming me down.

Suddenly, Jiangchen thought of something, suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, and two lines of tears fell silently: "Mom, is it you? Are you summoning me?"

The mother he mentioned was not Li Yihuan, but his biological mother whom he did not remember!

Just when Jiang Chen was sad, a hand quietly slapped his shoulder, which shocked him. The magic thunder fist passed through his armpit with thunder and attacked behind him. The punch was faintly mixed with thunder, and the friction between the fist and the air began to turn red, as if it was about to burn.

When Jiang Chen turned around, his fist hit the man as if he was hitting an iron block, but Jiang Chen's punch was hit by him in a state of extreme mood swings, and his power was even more powerful than usual, which surprised him a little.

However, the man did not hurt the slightest. However, the man suffered a loss when the officer attacked him with a punch, and took two steps back to stop.

"Little guy, it's good to reach out." The man laughed twice, took off his hood, and showed a handsome face.

"Are you? You are Senior Brother Wenbin!" Jiang Chen was ecstatic and ran over and hugged Wenbin in his arms. After seven or eight years of seeing him, Wenbin had become a young man in his twenties. Wenbin was only eleven years old. Although he was tall, he had just reached his armpit.

Wen Bin touched Jiang Chen's head and smiled and said, "Little guy, I haven't seen him grow so tall in a few years!"

Jiangchen had thrown his sadness just now behind his head, and the tears of the past were still rolling in his eyes, but his face was filled with joy, and he felt a little strange for a moment.

"Huh? Why are you crying? By the way, why are you here?" Wenbin didn't know how many years have you seen Jiang Chen already become the leader of the Tianshen Cult, and he still regards him as a child with unknown world.

"Mother is going to find her father, I'll take her away." Jiang Chen looked behind him again, and the sun showed half of his face like a shy little girl, and a black line spreading rapidly in the sky.

Wen Bin sighed and said for a long time: "Stop watching, let's go!"

The two walked towards Hu Xiaoshan holding hands, talking about everything along the way. Although they had been separated for so long, they were not unfamiliar as before.

"You are good at reaching out. Have you practiced vein skills?"

"No, the master said you came back to teach it together. By the way, senior brother, you go to the wasteland to experience it. Let's talk about what the inside looks like? Is it scary?"

"Horror, I'm just on the periphery, and I don't even dare to go inside!"

......

The farther and farther the two of them, the less they were, and they gradually became unheard, and their figures also disappeared at the end of the desert at the same time.

Since Wenbin came to the Wild Temple, he thought about how to take revenge day and night, and he had already had a knot in his heart. Damo was afraid that he would become obsessed with practicing martial arts, so he specially asked him to go to the depths of the Wildlife to exercise, one to distract him from the Wildlife, and the other to polish his temperament. In the past five years, Wenbin also benefited a lot, not only because of his extremely strong body, but also because he had a lot of experience in the Wildlife. He was extremely dangerous and careful in the Wildlife. He had to be careful in the past five years, which made Damo quite relieved.

Damo tried Wenbin's skills and was quite satisfied with Wenbin's cultivation. At the same time, when he heard Wenbin telling the story of his encounter with Jiangchen, Damo also praised Jiangchen, and the two brothers looked at each other and smiled and encouraged each other.

Jiangchen returned to the temple for several days and stopped talking. In addition to drinking the poisonous blood extracted by the pharmacist every day, he practiced his qigong desperately.

When Jiangchen saw Senior Brother Wenbin's true skills, he admired and admired him. He often learned his leg skills alone, and finally barely digested the power of the Five Poison Blood and improved his physical fitness. However, this time he was exhausted and wanted to fall down and sleep.

However, this was just the beginning of his suffering.

Almost every day, the old men and ladies of the Wild Temple would catch a few beasts and refine them into the Five Poison Blood. They often poured them down without waiting for reminders. After they poured them down, they trained wildly until they were exhausted.

In addition to Master Damo, he also needs to learn to make ironwork with the blacksmith. For some reason, Jiangchen suddenly became interested in making ironwork, which puzzled the old men and ladies in the temple. After a long time, they realized that Jiangchen was thinking about the future of the temple. The world is surprisingly peaceful now. The wilderness and even the vast world outside has not had war for three hundred years, so the amount of weapons is not very large. Over the past three hundred years, relying on the weapons and equipment picked up on the ancient battlefield, it has been almost perfect and cheap, just like a treasure house that is inexhaustible.

The weapons produced by the weapons workshop outside cannot be sold at a price and are expensive, so they have turned to buying the weapons they picked up, so the weapons workshop has been closed long ago.

Only the temple is still in production, and it is usually better to sell farm tools. This means that the world's weapons and equipment are now monopolized by the temple. If the temple goes out in the future, it will definitely be surrounded and intercepted by the righteous. War is inevitable, so the supply of weapons and equipment will definitely be in short supply in the future. In addition, the equipment picked up in the ancient battlefield is getting less and less, and the quality is getting worse and worse. So whoever masters the weapons will be the overlord in the future.

The Tianshen Sect is now in decline, and there are only three major guardians and six hall masters left. The three major guardians are Yao Shengtian Yao Protector, Wang Zhensheng Protector, and Sun Yueming Sun Protector.

The eight halls are the masters of the Feijian Hall, the masters of Grandma Liu, the masters of the Shenquan Hall, the masters of the Tiandao Hall, the masters of Si Tiandao, the masters of the Medicine Hall, the masters of Tianyao Hall, the masters of Shenji Hall, the masters of Lin Yufeng and the instrument hall

The head of the equipment hall is Ma Tianyu. The assassin is bare-armed in the scorching sun and a group of disciples are making farm tools. This batch of farm tools is in a hurry to transport them outside to exchange for food before dark.

Jiang Chen turned around casually and saw an exquisite iron tool on Ma Tianyu's stove. A black iron pipe about a foot long. There was a handle behind it. It was a bit strange to hold it in his hand. There was a trigger at the index finger. Jiang Chen picked it up and asked the master of Ma Hall what it was. The master of Ma Hall said that this was a sample brought by Shenjitang, saying that it was a strange weapon that he accidentally picked up on the ancient battlefield, but no one could use it, so he borrowed it for research. Jiang Chen played for a while and put it down, observed for a while before going to find the desert again.

A month later, he was able to withstand the five poison blood that was most times as good as before. Others would die if they drank poison blood, and the more he drank, his vitality became stronger and stronger. His vitality was as deep as if he had opened the Gongsun Shen Pass, and even thicker!

But there is also an advantage, that is, his ability to resist and strike is very strong, and his recovery speed is also extremely fast. After comparing with Damo, he immediately practiced boxing with Ergou, then blindfolded his eyes and compared his sticks to Wenbin, then went to practice his leg skills, and then went to the blacksmith to take a hundred kilograms of sledgehammer to hit the iron. With such high-intensity training, he just took a breath and breathed in a few cups of five poison blood, but in a moment he was full of energy and a hundred times more energetic!
Chapter completed!