Qi Yu and others went to the Chaos Temple to meet.

This temple is magnificent and huge, with extremely majestic, and exudes a breath that makes countless strong people feel palpitations.

One of the Seven Origins Halls.

Mastering the Qiyuan Hall is equivalent to mastering the key to dominating an era.

They have gone through a series of life and death tests, hundreds of thousands of true gods and powerful gods, and only these hundred people are left. Almost all of them are made of blood and corpses, which is a bloody road to death.

Fortunately, they finally came to the end.

The temple of chaos that I dream of is right in front of you!

Buzz!

Ling Tiexin's figure fell from the sky, but it was just a projection, a hundred feet high.

Ling Tiexin looked down at everyone and said lightly: "Congratulations on passing the layers of tests and finally coming to the front of the Chaos Temple. But there is only one master in the Chaos Temple, please look..."

Ling Tiexin waved his hand.

A ray of rays fell, and a ladder made of countless rays of rays appeared in front of everyone like a rainbow hanging.

At the end of this ladder is a huge throne.

Exudes supreme majesty!

It seems that once you ascend to this throne, you will immediately become the master of heaven and earth.

"The ladder has appeared. The next goal you are fighting for is to see who will ascend to this throne of chaos first!"

Ling Tiexin, as a spirit of chaos, was only a temporary worker, but also had a lot of authority. With a wave of his hand, everyone landed at the entrance of the ladder. "Who can walk to the end of the ladder and sit on the throne of chaos, and then control the temple."

"The Throne of Chaos, this belongs to me!"

"No one can compete with me!"

Everyone stepped onto the ladder and rushed towards the temple of chaos.

Seeing the group of strong men rushing towards the chaotic throne at the end of the ladder, Ling Tiexin hung high in the air, expressionless. Looking at the powerful men who fell one after another on the ladder, Ling Tiexin got his eyes swept towards the depths of the chaotic temple, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Chaos Temple, in the main hall hanging high.

In the darkness.

There is a golden lotus that is slowly blooming.

There was a figure sitting cross-legged among the Hualian.

“Where is this?”

Ling Jianchen opened his eyes and looked around, with a hint of confusion on his face.

After he carried the golden ancient coffin alone into the cliff hole, he was bound by the mysterious power in the golden ancient coffin, and then he felt nothing afterwards.

I woke up again, but I had already arrived here.

"Jianchen, you are finally awake!" Ling Tiexin's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Ling Jianchen was stunned. He looked around but didn't notice Ling Tiexin: "Father, why are you here? Where is this?"

Ling Tiexin's voice was filled with a hint of chuckling: "This is the real temple of chaos!"

"The real temple of chaos?"

Is there any truth or falsehood in the Chaos Temple?

Ling Tiexin said: "The outside is a fake chaotic temple, just to deceive the world. And here is the real chaotic temple..."

As Ling Tiexin's story was told, Ling Jianchen gradually understood.

turn out to be……

The golden ancient coffin was the last assessment.

This test of the test is not cultivation, not talent, nor combat effectiveness, but a test of the mind.

If even the companions who live and die together can be abandoned.

Then what qualifications are there to inherit the Chaos Temple, one of the Seven Origins Temples?

In this reassessment, only Ling Jianchen passed the test, so he appeared in this real chaotic temple. As for Qi Yu and others, although they had done their best and exhausted all their means.

But they fought for a broken head and could only win a fake temple of chaos.

Ling Jianchen couldn't help but sigh.

He didn't think much about it at the time, but he just didn't want to watch Sun Likong and others die.

Unexpectedly, they passed the assessment of the Chaos Temple by chance?

It's really a fate to make people beat me up.

As the light flashed in the dark space, a huge throne appeared before him.

Above that throne, there is a purple-gold crown.

Ling Tiexin said: "Jianchen, if you wear this chaos crown, you can start to refine the chaos temple. However, this chaos crown is not so easy to wear. If you succeed, everything will be fine. But if you fail, your soul will become the spirit of the chaos temple. Only when the chaos temple finds its true master can you return your freedom!"

Ling Jianchen's eyes fell on the crown.

call!

suck!

He breathed deeply, and after a moment, Ling Jianchen took a step forward.

Holding the chaotic crown in both hands, putting it in front of him.

The crown is very light and slightly cool.

But Ling Jianchen was particularly serious, and once he put it on, he would have no way to retreat.

If you succeed, you can become the owner of the Chaos Temple.

But from then on...

It also means that he will participate in the struggle for the masters of this era, which will be a shocking battle that swept across the world. There are seven Seven Yuan Halls, which means that there will be six people competing with each other as much as themselves.

This is a road of life and death!

Either life or death!

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight!

Ling Jianchen felt that the crown in his hand became heavier, but he had to wear it.

Whether it is for the sake of relatives, lovers, or brothers...

He must wear it!

Control the Temple of Chaos!

call!

Ling Jianchen exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and then slowly put the crown on his head.

Buzz!

Almost the moment when Wang Crown was put on his head, his figure suddenly shook, and an extremely strong soul impact penetrated into his mind. Ling Jianchen only felt a buzzing sound in his head, which turned into a blank space.

This is an impact from the depths of the soul.

confusion.

Ling Jianchen felt his mind was confused and his thoughts were confused, and all the energy in his body became extremely chaotic.

It's simply uncontrollable.

It seems like it may collapse at any time.

"Stand by, I must hold on!"

Ling Jianchen was trembling all over, but he still gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on.

Time has passed quite a while.

A crack appeared on Ling Jianchen's head, and the cracks were spreading all over his cheeks and neck... and his whole body was like a cracked porcelain. A faint blood light appeared among the cracks.

His figure shattered again and again.

But he was reborn tenaciously again and again.

I don’t know how many times I have experienced the cycle of life and death, Ling Jianchen’s consciousness and soul were almost wiped out, as if he could be silent at any time. The power of chaos swallowed and spit out on the chaotic crown kept eroding everything.

Rumble!

It was hard to count how many times, Ling Jianchen's body completely shattered and turned into minced meat.

The crown is placed above the minced meat.

The scent of life seemed to disappear at any time.

"No……"

"Can't die!"

"I... I, Ling Jianchentian, dare not suppress it, and the earth dare not bury..."

"I will never die!"

boom!

Driven by the extremely powerful will, the cracked pieces of flesh suddenly squirmed and merged with each other. The fire of the soul bloomed again, and the blazing fire was raging, and a figure seemed to be reborn as if it was fire.

From the flames, I slowly stood up.
Chapter completed!