Su Chen was silent for a long time.

    He may not feel the inner pain of pale breath, but he knows that it must be difficult to convince pale breath.

    Everything must be tried before it can be concluded.

    "If you don''t want to live, it''s better to die vigorously, avenge the people who have hurt you, avenge the world, and do your best to help me destroy the chaotic will, or die a glorious war!"

    "Help you fight chaos? It''s not impossible, but I have a request."

    "But it doesn''t matter."

    Pale, he walked up to Su Chen and said calmly and decisively, "I can be the strongest blade in your hand to help you fight against chaotic will, but no matter what the result is, I want you... To be buried with me!"

    Su Chen frowned slightly.

    Without saying a word, he turned and left.

    Pale breath: "

    "Sure enough, you are just a greedy person who is afraid of death after all. Without the consciousness of death, just because you want to overcome chaos?"

    Su Chen stepped slightly, turned and said, "you''re so brave. You''re not hiding here as a shrinking turtle."

    "Ha ha... Ha ha, little guy, you have successfully angered me. I didn''t want to fight you, but the taste of your soul is too delicious. Maybe I can recover my strength at the peak after swallowing your soul..."

    As soon as the voice fell, the pale wind roared against Su Chen.

    That wisps of wind, mixed with endless destructive power, just for a moment, the starry sky seemed to have been cut off a big hole.

    Although Su Chen had a hunch, she didn''t expect that the pale breath would directly give such a cruel hand.

    However, it''s better to leave all problems to the strength to solve, which is the most reasonable!

    Killing thoughts suddenly!

    In an instant, Su Chen''s spirit seemed to burn. The high temperature burning with his soul as fuel seemed to burn through the way of heaven. He pressed it with one hand, and all the world moved. Countless fire fingerprints were suppressed towards the pale wind.

    The strong wind is still mercilessly raging. Every trace of the wind reflects the supreme intention of killing and cutting. The terrible idea of killing even grinds the stars hundreds of millions of light-years away into powder.

    Above the lonely sky.

    Chaos temple.

    The chaotic will that has dominated the world for more than 30 billion years suddenly opened its eyes.

    "Is it awake again? Who is it fighting?"

    At the moment of God''s question, several ethereal figures reflected into the sky and went straight to the emperor''s death mausoleum.

    At this time, Su Chen has released all his strength, but it is difficult to suppress the power of pale breath.

    It is worthy of being able to shake the pale breath of the gods on its own. This power does have the threat of shaking the whole world.

    But after all, he was just a sigh.

    Sigh is often the prelude to tragedy.

    "My soul is tenacious. No matter how fierce the wind is, you can''t hurt me!"

    Although Su Chen is at the end of a powerful crossbow, he can''t lose in momentum.

    He released his soul power without limit, and the soul core began to burn, burning at least ten thousand years of life yuan every second. Even though Su Chen has reached the realm of immortality, such high-intensity consumption will still hurt his soul source if it lasts too long.

    Under the oppression of Su Chen''s powerful soul, the pale breath felt worse and worse.

    "Why is your soul so strange? It''s not the soul of the world at all, so... You exist the same as me... No, you need to be more complete than the incomplete me..."

    Finally, he realized that Su Chen was really the pale breath of his origin and fell into a long silence, so that he forgot to resist Su Chen''s soul suppression. In an instant, the strong wind subsided, and the pale breath condensed into a ball, emitting a noble and distant light.

    "Although I didn''t win the war, I won in the end. Are you willing to surrender?" Su Chen said in a voice similar to the gods.

    In the pale halo, suddenly a turbid eye opened.

    "Maybe I can find a new answer in you. I''d like to offer you my fighting power to help you sweep through chaos!"

    "Good."

    Su Chen waved his hand, dropped a light and sprinkled it on the pale breath. Between his fingers, he created a pale and scale free sword body for him, and burned the turbidity in his eyes with divine fire.

    "The rotten sword is pale. I''m willing to clean up the four directions and chaos for my master!"

    Su Chen sensed that several powerful spirits were approaching at the moment.

    Obviously, the movement of the pale breath just now is too big, which has attracted the attention of the gods, and may even disturb the chaotic will itself.

    But now is not the time to face the enemy.

    With a wave of his big hand, Su Chen hid his sword and leaped into the sky for hundreds of millions of light-years.

    Shortly after su Chen left, several powerful and terrible Lord gods came to the emperor''s death mausoleum at the same time.

    Looking at the empty void, several gods showed incredible expressions.

    The breath of pale breath disappeared!

    "Trace it quickly. If you can''t find the pale breath, you and I will die!"

    "Who took the pale breath?"

    "Or did the pale breath break free from the shackles?"

    "No matter what kind of possibility... This day will change!"

    ……

    Su Chen''s figure kept walking through the endless river of chaos.

    The search strength of the God is beyond imagination. He has changed directions for several days in a row, but he can still feel that the God''s eyes are constantly searching for himself. As long as he stops for a moment, there is a risk of exposure.

    It''s not that Su Chen''s breath is too obvious. The main reason is that the pale breath is too eye-catching. Su Chen has not completely refined it. Naturally, it can''t completely suppress its breath.

    So Su Chen doesn''t plan to go back for the time being. He wants to play hide and seek with these gods for a period of time, find a chance to completely refine the pale sword, and then have fun with these gods.

    His speed has reached the extreme, and space seems to be integrated with him. It can be reached between the fingers hundreds of millions of light-years away. Su Chen has completely lost his destination and direction. He wanders and flows aimlessly between chaos. He even feels that if he continues to walk like this, he may find the boundary of the world.

    But chaos is boundless. Its size depends on the strength of chaotic will. Unless Su Chen''s strength exceeds chaotic will, it is impossible to reach the boundary of chaos.

    The days of tossing and turning have passed for several months.

    When the last pale breath was absorbed by Su Chen''s spirit, Su Chen finally refined the pale sword completely!

    At the moment, Su Chen doesn''t know to what extent his strength has grown.

    But he still can''t touch the boundary of chaos, which means that even if he declares war with the will of chaos at the moment, he still has no chance of winning.

    "We need to work harder."