Supreme Martial Dao

"I am you, you are me, how is it possible... how is this possible..."

There is a chaos in the brain, like a spring thunder, Wang Chen’s eyes are stunned at this moment, and his heartbeat stops.

It seems that the blood has solidified.

The words of the war are really shocking.

Let Wang Chen, even for a time, is difficult to accept.

"You don't want to know, I will tell you what I know."

Looking at the sluggish Wang Chen, the battle sighed.

He looked at Wang Chen: "The true God IX, all of them, I am the eighth world. When the battlefield opened, I entered the battlefield here, winning the creation, going against the sky, and swaying up.

The doubts in my heart are too many.

The ambition in my heart is great.

I want to embark on the road of glory, I want to reinvigorate the glory of the warriors.

Unfortunately, I failed.

So, I fell into this vast land. Before I died, I separated my soul and broke into the reincarnation.

But, I don't know why it happened here.

I found out that I still have a remnant.

I know that this sorrowful soul is waiting for your return.

Today, you have appeared.

This is what you want to know.

Looking at Wang Chen, the battle days slowly said.

A few words, let Wang Chen breathe.

"How is it possible..."

Watching the battle, Wang Chen’s brain is now chaotic.

The true ninth inheritance is one person.

And Wang Chen himself, turned out to be the reincarnation of the war.

This is what Wang Chen can't think of anyway.

Reincarnation.

In this world, is there really a reincarnation?

All this, the impact on Wang Chen, too big, too big.

For a long time, Wang Chen was silent, and he could not say a word.

Because, at the moment, he knows a lot.

The door seems to be opened.

But, Wang Chen’s doubts are more.

Because, after the opening of the door, what appeared in front of Wang Chen is not a brand new world, but another bigger gate. It will block everything that is dead and dead, and no one can detect it. .

"Bastard."

Thinking of this, Wang Chen couldn't help but snorted.

"There is still."

There is some hoarse voice, and Wang Chen is not willing to continue to ask.

"I am waiting for you for a thousand years, you have appeared, it is."

The battlefield is faint.

"I want to know the secrets of the good man's sky. I want to know what the true God is. I want to know why you will reincarnate. I want to know why the true God passed down to IX. It is one person.

I also want to know what happened to you at the beginning, why did you fall?

This millennium, what have you experienced?

Wang Chen said quietly.

"You want to know too much, you have to know, sometimes, you know too much, not necessarily a good thing, this world, there are too many secrets, but if you reach a certain height, some hidden nature Will appear in front of you, if you are strong enough, some secret, do not know, how, you say that the secret is heaven, he is the sky, you say that he is the land, he is the land, if you are the sky, why do you know Heaven, if you are the land, why do you need to know the land."

When the sky looked at Wang Chen deeply, he said slowly.

With such words, Wang Chen was pale.

In a flash, his heart was faint and seemed to have realized something.

Just, that feeling is a mystery.

And with the mysterious feeling, Wang Chen’s Dan Tian moved faintly.

It seems that the little world is booming at the moment.

In that moment, Wang Chen seemed to catch something.

But, after all, it’s hard to catch.

"You, you will know everything, find another seven souls, I know, they have not disappeared, but unfortunately, I did not find it, but now you must find, because you have no chance, and I will return to your body. From then on, the battlefield is not there."

Wang Wang, who was caught in silence, sighed in the battle.

He turned his head and looked at this piece of heaven and earth with a smile on his lips.

Awaiting for thousands of years, today is to be free.

There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Because there were too many concerns at the beginning, how is it now?

Just, the next moment, his eyes turned to be pleased.

He waited for him, he waited for Wang Chen, this is enough.

咻咻...

After sighing, the soul of the war is turned into a streamer, and between the flashes, he is not in the Lingtai of Wang Chen.

Hang...

With the integration of this remnant soul, Wang Chen’s Lingtai seems to be blasting for a moment.

Lingtai vibration, Wang Chen’s eyes widened.

A spurt of blood, even if he didn't have time to talk, he felt the pain of infinite tearing.

In the middle of Dantian, the baby of the reincarnation suddenly opened his eyes.

He opened his mouth and swallowed away from the remnants of the war.

And in the war, there is no resistance to this.

The next moment, the remnant soul is integrated into the body of the reincarnation.

The next moment, Wang Chen felt that a strong breath spread out.

"The breath of magical dance, I... I feel it in you, treat him well, I am you, you, it is me, remember... I owe him, you, owe him..."

A faint voice echoed in Wang Chen’s ear.

This is the sigh of the war, this is the last words of the war.

He, left.

He completely disappeared into the world.

His last thought was a loss.

He seems to have seen the shadows that followed him thousands of years ago.

He seems to have thought of it thousands of years ago, but he seems to feel the moment, the face of the face.

It’s just that, all of this, it’s going to vanish at the moment.

Wang Chen’s heart rises in sorrow, but it is quickly covered up by endless pain.

"Refining."

Unconsciously, Wang Chen heard a voice in his heart.

To refine this remnant soul as soon as possible.

This is for him in the war.

This is his own.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen no longer hesitates, he is desperate to sit down and sit cross-legged.

......

Time flow.

Wang Chenpan sat on the edge of this cliff and passed for a month.

His breath has improved and I don’t know how much.

But he didn't move, it seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

Only the continually elevated atmosphere, only the spirit that constantly blends into his body, let people know that he is still alive.

Time continues to flow.

It’s another two months.

Finally, there is a strong atmosphere and a blast.

Finally, on that day, the moment when the powerful breath exploded, Wang Chen, sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.

A long shout, he opened his eyes.

The flow of light in the eye, a boundless majesty, invisibly spread.

Hang...

In vivo shocks.

In the Dantian, it is like a thunder blasting.

Wang Chen’s momentum is climbing.

Pure yang fifth-order, pure yang fifth-order mid-term, pure yang fifth-order late, pure yang fifth-order peak...

Hang...

Wang Chen stepped into the ranks of the sixth stage of pure Yang.

To reach the sixth stage of pure yang, Wang Chen’s momentum stopped climbing...

Call...

It’s silent again. I don’t know how long it takes, Wang Chen’s slow exhalation.

He, slowly got up.

There is no time here...

There was a crisp sound in the body, and Wang Chen’s face was unchanged.

At this moment, he walked to the edge of the cliff and he looked at it.

At this moment, Wang Chen’s look is quite complicated.

War, it’s gone.

The last remnant of his soul was refining himself.

From now on, he is Wang Chen, and Wang Chen is him.

Before the cultivation, Wang Chen seemed to return between thousands of years ago.

He saw one celestial arrogance and saw a personal geek.

However, among these people, the battlefield is the most dazzling one.

He swept all directions, defeated one celestial arrogance, embarked on the road of glory, stimulated the power of the blood, and gained the inheritance of the true God. He met the magic dance, and he participated in the war of the Middle Ages.

He entered the battlefield, he finally fell...

Wang Chen, as if experiencing the life of the war.

Finally, the picture is fixed on the beautiful face of the illusion.

Wang Chen suddenly gave birth to a heavy weight, giving birth to a heartache.

The day was when he left.

The day is also their difference, farewell.

This silky obsession is extraordinarily deep.

At this moment, there is no war in the world. At this moment, Wang Chen is the war.

"I am the war, I am Wang Chen."

Thinking of this, Wang Chen shouted loudly.

A moment, the wind is rising.

After a long time, the world was completely quiet.

" Unfortunately, in the war, it seems to have erased too much memory, so that I could not find the slightest secret, but only experienced his most ordinary life.

About the true God, there is no gain in inheritance, but only know that before this, there are still seven people, their remnant souls must exist, I must find, then, is the true self.

Calm down, Wang Chen sighs.

" However, this time, the fusion of the soul, I found the last life, but I am not a small gain, directly stepped into the sixth stage of pure Yang, this gain, my combat power is greatly improved, but also because of the integration God, my strength has climbed up and I don’t know how much.”

After sighing, Wang Chen showed a smile.

He looked into the distance, and at this moment, he felt like never before.

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As if this is the real one.

"Fantasy dance, wait for me to return."

A pain in my heart, looking into the distance, thinking of the peerless face, Wang Chen muttered.

I don't know, in the highest battlefield, magic dance, how?

When the first day of the war owed, let him return.

Because, he is the battlefield.

Call...

Thinking of this, Wang Chen is a long breath.

He temporarily buried these memories.

After that, Wang Chen shifted his gaze to the top of his hand.

This is not the size of the palm of the hand, it is the original 棺椁, the wing sea, has disappeared, and this 棺椁, but there is a more spirit, this is the spirit, this is the wing sea.

If it weren't for the war, he might succeed.

But now, he is a tragic end.

"This is your life, you should pay such a price."

A cold scream, Wang Chen looked at him and muttered.

"There is still a month or so, I will refine this as soon as possible, and then return to the outside world, one year, unconsciously, but it is going to pass, I, I should go to the second level of assessment as soon as possible."

Looking at the eyes, Wang Chen thought of the upcoming assessment.

He, no longer hesitate, very soon, right here, sitting cross-legged, he entered the cultivation.

At this moment, Wang Chen has begun to prepare for the upcoming assessment.