Dragon-Blooded War God

Thinking of this, Long Chen's heart is quickly balanced. It is not that Zulong's blood is a slag. If it is slag, can Longchen have a thousand yuan of ordinary people? Can the body of Longchen be so strong? On the flesh, the gods are below the eighth level, no one can rival.

"Wind of the Wind, did not expect such a coincidence, actually met in the Imperial Region ..." Long Chen mouth evoked a faint smile, although he knows that the wind is now fighting, it must be stronger than himself, but Long Chen has no fear .

The true powerhouse is always strong inside.

Feng Zhilin lost to Longchen, especially suffered such a heavy humiliation of Longchen, although she is now high, but in her eyes, the little character of Longchen will always be the shadow of her heart.

If she sees that Long Chen is actually in the Imperial Wu Emperor Palace, how wonderful is her expression?

Of course, Long Chen didn't want to encounter this big trouble at this time. He didn't have any hatred for Feng Zhilin. Before that, everything was just teasing her. However, in people's hearts, he certainly couldn't wait to make him a thousand.

The corner of the mouth evoked a faint smile. Longchen was hidden in the crowd and headed away from the Dengyuntai. At the same time, his gaze was still watching the movement above the Dengyuntai.

The Lord of the Evil Dragon and the Lord of the Wind God are in confrontation.

"If the wind is smoke, let me roll it." Shen Tuhong's cold and heavy voice sounded.

The wind screamed and laughed, the squiggles were full of moving charms, and her charming and mature temptation was in stark contrast with the cold and arrogant girl next to her face.

The wind suddenly stopped laughing, and she looked at Shen Tuhong slyly. Lang said: "Shen Tuhong, you listen to me. When my sister's hatred, I must have the death of the whole evil dragon temple, as a price! ”

Everyone is amazed, this Lord of the Wind God is really awkward. For this past event, only the elders at the level of the deputy and the part of the elders know that, in general, it is almost a young time, the sister of the Lord of the Winds, in a practice When the dispute with Shen Tuhong broke out and was killed by the original Shen Tuhong, the contradiction between the two has been raging to the present.

In terms of strength, the wind and the smoke are comparable to Shen Tuhong, and the status is also the same, so for so many years, although there is some small friction, but it is finally safe.

But now, if the wind is a little bit of smoke, it doesn't hide its pride. He laughs coldly: "This time, Liner has accomplished the trial battle with great excellence. One person fights against thousands of horses and destroys the poisonous demon. The ranking of our Fengshen Temple is enough to break into the top one!"

After saying this, the low-ranking people have picked up, and the reputation of the poison-magic religion can be heard. It is the evil force flowing in the sea of ​​broken spirits leading to the Sword Soul, specializing in robbery and killing the strongmen who come to the broken star sea. Infamous, among them at least three of the strongest of the gods in the seventh place to sit in the town, the task level is more than the battle of Longchen their trials, but this generation of girls called Feng Zhilin, even annihilated it!

This means can only be described as against the sky.

This is almost the same, the strength of Feng Zhilin is even better than the Lord!

Among the three thousand halls, only the most discriminating disciples have this strength. This strong rise of Feng Zhilin can only be described by terror.

Shen Tuhong's face is very ugly. He knows that this cold girl is almost beyond her own strength. These geniuses make it impossible for her to enter the Wushen Palace.

And Shen Tuhong knows the age of this girl named Feng Zhilin. Among the martial artists of the same level in the 3,000 halls, her age is definitely the smallest, no one.

The strongest rising star of the Three Thousand Halls, compared with her, the disciple of the evil dragon hall is simply slag!

Also includes Ye Hao.

Seeing the ugly face of everyone, the wind screamed and laughed, and once again put a blockbuster on everyone.

"A year later, it is the ten-year-old Qianlong list ranking battle of the Three Thousand Halls. The strength of Liner, rushing into the top three, is likely to get into the Wushen Palace. More importantly, as long as we enter the top ten, we are windy. The temple will rise again. At that time... We will submit an application to fight against your evil dragon hall at the Wushen Palace. You are waiting for the evil dragon hall to be destroyed. Shen Tuhong, I said that, you will definitely be the one. Things pay for it!"

The sound of the wind is not big, but the sinister feeling is creepy.

Upon hearing this news, everyone's face changed.

If Feng Zhilin can enter the top ten, the people of the Wushen Palace will definitely be partial to the Fengshen Temple. The status of the Fengshen Temple will climb again. As long as the overall strength keeps up, it is not impossible to rush into the top 20 of the hall. The dragon temple owner is not a big temple, they can be crushed casually!

When the wind is burning, the face of the evil dragon master becomes very ugly.

"If the wind is smoke, count you!" Shen Tuhong said with a bite.

"Not awkward, just avenge my sister." The wind sneered and said.

"Let's go, Liner." After the talk, the wind turned and left, passing by Dengyuntai, Feng Zhilin suddenly stopped, looking down, her eyes filled with an inexplicable color, beautiful There are double shadows in the eyelids, just like there are two people in the body, looking at the same together.

Her gaze fell on the disciples who had just returned from the trial.

Suddenly, she gently started the pink lips, and the cold and heart-felt voice suddenly came out.

"I heard that ... the strongest disciple of your evil dragon temple is a sixth heavy weapon from the Shurao sword prison. Should it be you?"

The finger turned and finally pointed to the body of Ye Hao. At this time, the look of Ye Hao was a little wilting. When he just raised his head, he suddenly felt a horrible force on his body. Ye Hao spurted a blood. Stumbled on the ground, knees heavily on the ground, and pulled out two deep pits on the ground.

Feng Zhilin unexpectedly shot at Ye Hao, and the emotions of anger and fear emerged in the hearts of the people. The anger is because Feng Zhilin does not put everyone in the eyes. This move is obviously to humiliate everyone in the evil dragon hall. The fear is Because, this wind of the Lin is only a pressure can make Ye Hao vomit blood, how horrible this is?

I am afraid that among the evil dragons, only the evil dragon master can do this step...

Everyone looked angry at the wind, Lin, roaring, blood red eyes, violent riots for a time, but no one dared to do it, even the characters like Jiang Qing, also know that they are not the opponent of Feng Lin, Can only endure.

This time, the evil dragon hall was absolutely greatly humiliated.

"Oh." Feng Zhilin gave up the suppression of Ye Hao, this role, she did not look at it at all, looking at the anger that screamed underneath, but there was no one who dared to start the evil dragon temple disciples, the wind Lin’s mouth twitched gently, and he said with a little care: “The evil dragon temple is known as the evil dragon, but there is no man. Even a weak woman can’t deal with it. It’s ridiculous.”

The wind smirked and said: "My gangsters, you don't think too much. The evil dragon temple is a group of insects. Where are the men, the men have long been extinct, this group of cowards, even A weak woman can't cope with it, let's go quickly, this group of bugs, seeing more dirty our eyes."

"Yes, Master." Feng Zhilin waved his sleeves and was domineering. The two people were surging around and suddenly disappeared into the same place.

The people of the evil dragon hall were so humiliated. At this time, they were screaming at the sky. When they blinked, the other party disappeared. Everyone felt like they had been slapped and looked at each other. Even Jiang Qing and other people's faces are very ugly. Today was originally a celebration feast of the evil dragon hall. I did not expect such a thing.

Shen Tuhong’s face was blue and green, and it fell in front of everyone’s eyes.

"The Lord..." The crowd marched toward Shen Tuhong, Shen Tuhong reported with a bitter smile, but said helplessly: "Today I am sorry for everyone, let everyone be embarrassed, the wind is a crazy woman, I have been fighting with her for many years, no I thought that I ended up losing to her on the disciples. With the rising star of Feng Lin, she could walk across the 3,000 halls."

Originally, female disciples were very popular in the 3,000-odd hall, especially Feng Lilin, a woman who was young and talented and super-excellent. It was the object of all the strong chasing. This time, the battle of trials, Feng Zhilin’s reputation The earthquake, the three thousand halls are shaking, compared to her, the performance of the evil dragon hall is simply the pearl of rice.

Three thousand halls ~www.wuxiaspot.com~The temple of Fengshen can only be regarded as obscurity before, but this time it is amazing, and walked into the vision of those real halls, those who have a sense of smell, know that the wind has a promising future, so I have reached the olive branch in the temple of Fengshen.

For a time, the Temple of Fengshen became the scent of the eyes of everyone.

Even some super-strong male disciples, at least the level of Chu Tiange, have launched an offensive against Feng Zhilin, wanting to press this day's petite, but in the rumor, this girl is quite proud, as long as it is Playing her-style, basically touched the gray of the nose, this peerless goddess is so easy to deceive.

The Temple of Evil Dragons is hard to force, because the things of Fenglinlin are gradually alienated from other halls and become the object of ridicule. This is the case in the Three Thousand Halls. An outstanding disciple can directly change the hall of a temple. fate.

At this time, on the Dengyuntai, everyone looked at each other and their faces appeared bitter.

Shen Tuhong reluctantly said: "Things have already happened. We can only face it. We have no disciples in the evil dragon temple. But it does not mean that if you work hard, you can't catch up with others. Today we are considered to have no men in our evil dragon hall. I believe that one day we will let them know what is the real man!"