Chapter 252: 战青尘

"Come out, I know, you are still, tell me everything, I want to know."

In the midst of the loss, I didn’t know how long it was. Wang Chen slowly opened his eyes and looked at the **** of the king who was wrapped and controlled by his own soul. Wang Chen said.

At this moment, his voice, there is some hoarseness, this moment, his expression is serious.

He needs to know everything.

There are too many doubts in my heart.

In the early days of the war, Wang Chen was never told. Today, from the body of the remnant of the gods, Wang Chen just confirmed the words of the war.

He needs to know more from this remnant of the gods.

Maybe, he knows more than the war, maybe he will be willing to tell himself.

Wang Chen is very clear that there is still consciousness in the remnant of the king.

Otherwise, just now, I can't see those pictures.

The voice fell, and Wang Chen waited quietly.

The whole space is caught in the silence of death.

"嗨..."

This kind of silence lasted for a long time, and a faint sigh came.

It seems to come from the depths of Wang Chen’s heart.

"My descendants, you are finally here."

After sighing, it seems to come from the depths of hell, hoarse, people can not help but creep.

"Predecessors."

When I heard this voice, Wang Chen jumped in the heart and said with great respect and respect.

"Predecessors, huh, huh...just count, I am your ancestor, I feel two breaths in you, it seems that you have had a chance to merge the memories of a certain period of time."

The voice asked.

"Warrior."

Wang Chen said directly.

He blended with the remnants of the war.

"War, the warrior, huh, huh..."

The voice smiled, with endless desolate: "The warrior, how."

"It's gone."

Wang Chen was silent.

Surely the ancestor of the warrior.

"Declining, how come, you are the inheritance of the first generation."

This time, the remnant soul suddenly became excited.

In the voice, with some trembling, as if you are afraid of something happening.

"If it is in accordance with the ancestors of the war, I am the ninth, that is, the eight generations."

Wang Chen Shen Sheng.

"The Eighth Generation Heritage...The Ninth World, Sure enough...Sure enough..."

The voice trembles faintly: "Nine is the extreme, it is the beginning, and it is the end. It really is."

Mumbling, the voice seems to be resisting anything.

"No... can't let the warlord fall, all hopes are on you."

Looking at Wang Chen, the voice said excitedly.

In the mind of Wang Chen, there was a virtual shadow.

This time, it has become so real.

"Tell me everything."

Listening to the words of this remnant soul, feeling his mood at the moment, Wang Chen said.

"Everything, everything is nothing, we are all chess pieces, our destiny is being dominated by people, we have everything."

The voice smiled bitterly.

A pause, not waiting for Wang Chen to speak, his voice said lowly: "I, the warrior, inherits the glory of the real body. At the beginning, the light is in one, I am the third body." Inheritance, I am fighting against the dust, the warrior, on our side, has reached the endless peaks, glory, light, are around us, I have reached the height of the king of God.

But, the higher the height I walked, the more I found out. I found that I could not control my own destiny, and the family could not control my own destiny. We are all chess pieces, and one day we will No effect, it will be abandoned, and it will be obliterated. I am not willing, so I resist, but my resistance seems so weak. In the end, I can only have a degeneration. Otherwise, the family will suffer disaster. I am not willing to fall, I left the inheritance, left the memory, but unfortunately, all this, but it is still his arrangement, I am still just a chess piece, just finished the last thing the chess piece should do.

Speaking of this, the face of the remnant soul is distorted and trembles. He seems to be trying to control his emotions. He does not want to let himself break out.

"Chess...kill...why."

Wang Chen looks dignified.

"We are all one, you are me, I am you, or we are all him."

The battle against Qing Chen is not reconciled.

"True God."

Wang Chen asked.

"Yes, it is him."

The battle of Qing Chen is low.

"He fell, reincarnation, still there."

This is everything Wang Chen cares about most.

As Wang Chen felt himself, he could not control his life, as if an invisible hand was always holding Wang Chen and controlling everything about him.

This is the true God, or the handwriting he left.

Why is he doing this, what he wants to do.

"God knows, I don't know."

There is nothing to say about the battle of the dust.

He pursued this answer, but unfortunately, he did not pursue it.

"You don't know, you know what it is to the height of the king of God."

Wang Chen asked.

"History, it's hard to uncover, there are a lot of horrible big hands, and when you seal everything, you dare to pursue the truth, you will receive crushing, and I am."

The battle dust is ugly.

"What should I do."

Wang Chen asked.

Now, what should he do, what to know, how to do it.

Wang Chen hopes to get some inspiration.

"You, improve your strength, now you are too weak, in addition, find all the souls, merge the souls, restore the true self, only then, you are qualified to fight, remember, never complacent, you do not Knowing the world, how many strong people there are, you think you are standing at the peak, you just came to the foot of the mountain."

Looking deeply at Wang Chen, the remnant of the **** king slowly said.

In this way, there was a trace of pain in his eyes.

It seems that this was what he first encountered.

War Qing Chen, what did he encounter at the beginning?

Does it be the peak of the king of God?

Wang Chen’s brain is chaotic.

"It seems that the war days did not tell you a lot, this is very good, this is for you, for my war, so I will not tell you anything, everything, you need to explore." /

Now, knowing everything, for you, is not a good thing.

When it’s all right, if you say it, I’ll say it here, I shouldn’t say it, you don’t need to know it. When the time is right, it will naturally be presented to you. As for now, you will refine My remnant.

Wait for Wang Chen to continue to ask what, the battle of Qing Chen sighed, said Shen Sheng.

With the appearance of Wang Chen, the battle of Qing Chen is very clear, and his mission, that is, to this end is over.

Everything, you can draw a full stop.

How many years have you been waiting for?

He is supporting, he is enduring endless hardships.

Now, let it all disappear.

The battle of Qing Chen finally took a deep look at the world and chose silence.

"Predecessors..."

When I heard the battle of Qing Chen, Wang Chen could not help but change his face.

He exclaimed loudly, but there was still a shadow of the blue dust.

He, gone, did not leave a trace of attachment.

Maybe, all the love is already pinned on Wang Chen.

He wants to follow Wang Chen to the top and complete the things that were not completed at the beginning.

Return to the world of Qiankun and watch the soul of the king who has struggled and resisted. Wang Chen sighed in his heart: "Predecessors, rest assured, I will not let you down, the glory of the warrior, I will shape The secret of everything will be revealed."

At this moment, Wang Chen’s mood is undoubtedly heavy.

"Fusion."

But, very quickly, I adjusted my mood and Wang Chen sighed.

Hang...

The voice fell, Wang Chen crazy Cui turned his own power of chaos, madly rushing his soul, blending the soul of the gods...

......

"Not found yet."

When Wang Chen thoroughly invested in the remnants of the refining gods, within the dragon domain, the face of the nine sons was gloomy at the moment.

How many days have passed.

This has been a full month.

A month's time, but there is no such thing as the slightest discovery. This makes the anger of Jiugongzi accumulate to the extreme, and his patience is completely exhausted.

I searched independently for a month, plus seven days of time together with my family, for a total of nearly forty days.

This is a full 40 days, how many things can happen in this forty days.

I am afraid that it is too late to find Wang Chen.

This makes the Jigongzi mention how wrong it is.

How can a living person disappear?

Where did you miss something?

"We haven't found it yet. Our Ninetowns Alliance has tried its best to find it. The active people have moved. Now there is no clue.

Now, it seems that it is going to go back. The guys in the league have already begun to be dissatisfied. The Wang family is even more faint and eager to move. I am afraid that this is another eventful autumn.

Feeling the anger of the nine sons, the big son sighed.

After all, the Ninetowns League is not completely controllable by themselves.

The dispatch of so many people, for the benefit of the nine sons, has attracted many people's dissatisfaction, time, can not continue to delay.

More importantly, there is movement in the Wang family, which makes the Ninetowns Union even more nervous.

Search plan, had to be put down temporarily.

"Damn, a group of old guys who are vegetarian."

After hearing the big son, the nine sons snorted.

His look changed a lot.

Finally, it can only be turned into a sigh.

It’s not reconciled, but there is no choice.

You can only leave.

"Leave some people, monitor the dragon domain, I don't believe, Wang Chen has left, and stared at Lushan, he will not give up so easily, we let him help us find Wang Chen, as long as Wang Chen appears , immediately notify me, perhaps, we still have hope, the king of blood.

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It’s gone, but, God’s remnant, I’m going to fix it, Wang Chen’s remnant, I must also win.

The nine sons are gloomy.

The time has passed for so long, I am afraid that Wang Chen has begun to refine the remnants of the gods and the blood.

So, for the blood, Jiugongzi does not have hope.

But, the remnant of the king of God and the remnant of Wang Chen.

He won't give up.

Even if Wang Chen refining the remnant of the King of God, it is also on Wang Chen’s body.

If you can kill Wang Chen and refine the soul of Wang Chen, everything can be made up.

The worst results don't appear.

At this moment, the nine sons are full of murder.