Fantasy Emperor Summoning System

The audience was silent.

One sword defeated the gods!

At this moment, the shock of everyone present has already reached the point where it can't be added!

Even Zhou Chen.

All eyes widened.

So powerful?

Oh my God!

Just such a light and fluttering sword stunned a life-splitting god?

This strength is so powerful that there is no edge!

It was at this time.

Yan's calm voice rang again, "Understood? I handed out this sword. If you want him to live, he will live, if you want him to die, he must die! This is the situation! Or... .confidence!"

"One sword, the confidence that can definitely kill people!"

"Your realm is still too low, and you don't have enough understanding of the sword! However, when you read my sword, you have a general idea in your heart. It will be of great benefit to you to study it carefully in the future!"

"No surprise, when you successfully realize it, you will be in the realm of the Sword God! Believe that at most two or three years, it will be almost the same."

"Sword God.... Kendo can lead to God, you..."

Yun hadn't finished speaking, suddenly looked at Zhou Chen.

Just watch it.

Looking at it without blinking.

Not far from her, Zhou Chen's eyes closed slightly, and then, slowly opened. In his eyes, at this moment, there seemed to be the emergence and death of kendo, and then, on his body, an invisible aura was Rising up!

Sword God!

Zhou Chen looked at Yan, bowed seriously, and said gratefully: "Thank you, senior, junior!"

The words fall.

Buzzing!

At this moment, the world roars!

Wan Jian Qi Zhengming!

Above the sky, there are many anomalies emerging again!

Then, between the heaven and the earth, a huge golden ancient sword exuding panic and power, suddenly appeared above the sky, as if crossing the endless river of years, traversing endless time and space, that terrifying sword power, overwhelming. field!

The violent sword intent was even more turbulent, so that everyone present could not help but hold their breath.

Under the public eye.

The golden ancient sword bowed towards Zhou Chen.

It seems to be surrendering!

"This is... the spirit of ten thousand swords?"

The golden figure, eyes widened, looked like a ghost!

Sword God!

Zhou Chen, unexpectedly, stepped into this realm in one day!

What kind of evil is this!

A sword **** under twenty?

No one can be found in the entire Upper Realm!

And... Zhou Chen, the sword god, has also been recognized by the Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords!

The Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords, its status is equivalent to the Dao of Heaven, except that... the Heavenly Dao imperially appoints a powerful martial artist, and is recognized by the Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords, that is the orthodox sword god!

The kind that can get a title!

There are many gods who have obtained the edict of Heaven, but they can be named by the Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords, it is rare to see them for thousands of years!

In fact, kendo, although it is the best and the first to kill, but it is too difficult and difficult to cultivate to the realm of the sword god! The requirements for talent are too high!

With this skill, it is better to take the road of martial arts and become the **** of death, come quickly!

In fact, many gods like Huang Tianhua who have cut me five times have become gods of cut me, have a long life, and have no hope of advancing, before starting to minor in kendo and ascending to the great sword fairyland.

Immediately, the golden figure sucked in and lit up, and the whole body was shaking.

At this moment, he felt a little desperate.

They Ye Family, what did they do! Offended such a cruel mess?

If he grows up smoothly, how will their Ye family live in the future?

And at this time.

In that midair, the Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords suddenly trembled.

Then, a series of big characters shining with bright golden light suddenly appeared, pressing horizontally on the sky.

These words are many.

Moreover, it sounds great.

Such titles as immortality, master, eternity, supreme, heavenly, supreme, peerless, etc., all appeared.

Pause time.

All the gods present had their eyes widened.

They have seen the scene of conferring the gods!

They have experienced it themselves.

But...for the first time in such a strange scene.

"Looking at the posture of the spirit of ten thousand swords, are you going to let him choose a title?"

A **** said blankly.

Immediately, he stared at the person next to him blankly, "This title... can I still choose?"

By his side, the man was equally stunned, rubbing his eyes vigorously, staring at this scene in the sky in disbelief, "This is impossible! I'm not dazzled! But... how is it possible!"

"Why do we all give a title at will by Heaven? There is no choice. Why, this guy, has so many titles to choose from?"

"Are we sealing a false god?"

They whispered, shocked in their voices.

In fact, it won't work without shock!

Even those gods who have received the title of Heaven have never seen He Zhou Chen. They are just a title, and there is no choice.

Heavenly Dao is a god, and if you want a title, it is natural that Heavenly Dao has the final say!

They are just banned, how can they have the right to choose and choose?

But now..... Zhou Chen, not only has the right to choose, but also..."My God! What does the last title and blank mean? Is it possible that if he doesn't want these titles, he can still do it himself Can't write?"

"Damn it!"

At this moment, the golden figure also looked like Nikkos. He didn't know what to say.

Allowing oneself to choose a title is a rare thing in the ages.

By Zhou Chen, he could write his own title.

The gap between this person and the person is too big.

It can't be compared!

Yan glanced at the Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords, slightly nodded, and seemed to be somewhat satisfied: "You are not qualified to seal him, but...you have a good attitude. You can choose a title."

The Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords, as if he understood her words, trembled slightly towards her. It looked like it was...to please?

This.... Does this still make sense?

This is the spirit of ten thousand swords! Unfathomable existence, even to please others?

However, Yan took it for granted and ignored it. He just looked at Zhou Chen and said softly: "I didn't expect your savvy to be really against the sky, even if you break into the Sword God Realm, this is also a good thing, yourself. Choose a title!"

"Although it is not very useful, in the future, condensing will become an ancient word for will, and it will make you stronger."

"Ancient word for will?"

Zhou Chen was taken aback, what was that?

Yan waved his hand, "This is still too far away for you. When will the power of the soul reach the realm of God, let's talk about it now..."

Before she could finish her words, Zhou Chen raised her hand and whispered: "That senior...the power of my soul has reached the realm of God."

drought demon:"......"

Yun stagnated, and her breath was a little unsmooth.

The whole person is bad.

This kid...Kill her.

Mad!

boom!

The entire body of the golden figure held by the Thunder Longsword exploded in an instant.

Only the soul is left.

Of course, the Thunder Longsword is still there, but it has become the soul of the golden figure.

The golden figure's eyes widened, looking at Yan, the aggrieved ones almost cried.

Still unreasonable.

He provokes you, **** him!

Why are you killing me!

My body!

I, he. My life is really hard.

I want to die.

At this moment, he suddenly realized Zhou Chen's grievance.

Empathize!

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