Dragon-Blooded War God

The moment when Long Chen took out the sword, the tens of thousands of people stunned.

Immediately. The little wolf around him. Shows the shape of the werewolf. The body is full of fire and the gods are burning. That moment. There are tens of thousands of flames. Burning the body. The horrible heat is sweeping around. Repel the surroundings.

Roar.

The two are suspended in the center like this. They completely disregard the wonderful face of everyone. Longchen will lift up the sword. In the quiet moment of the people, he said in a loud voice: "What I got. I don't want to take someone else's hair." Go. Who wants to die. Hurry up. I will send you a ride."

Arrogant.

Amazing arrogance.

Everyone was shocked. For a long time, the 12th Emperor League was majestic. In the commanding area of ​​the 12th Emperor League, even the warrior of Nirvana, did not dare to say this. This Longchen. When discussing the allocation, you can directly rush out and say that no one can take his things.

For everyone, this is simply a joke. Long Chen can rely on his own strength. And the whole three domains and nine circles confrontation. To know that the twelve emperors are the epitome of all forces in the three domains and nine circles.

So many treasures. He is a small **** Wuwu warrior. Although the talent is amazing, but he can eat.

Moreover, Longchen said so. It is clear that even the face of Zhenwu Emperor’s Palace is not given. The people of Zhenwu Emperor’s Palace. Of course, they want to get the things they have for Longchen. Let the Zhenwu Emperor’s Palace alone. Of course they will not I am guilty of Longchen. But Longchen is now arguing. He treats everyone equally. Even if it is a person of the Emperor Wudi Palace, don't think about taking anything.

"My words have been made very clear. Nobody wants to take away my little things. Unless you can grab them." Long Chen said with a blank expression. He is courageous. The face of the top ten is not in the face. Change. But it also makes people secretly admire.

The people of Zhenwu Emperor's Palace are dying. Among them, several martial artists with great martial arts are busy toward Longchen. At the same time, they are saying to everyone: "This is something inside my palace. Don't look at it. How to go out. After that, we will discuss it again. The friendship of the 12th Emperor League is the most important."

They regarded Long Chen as a naughty junior.

Before they arrived, Long Chen’s gray scorpion sword pointed at them. A blood line circulated on the gray sword of the sacred sword.

"Long Chen. You are more confused. So many treasures you can not swallow. Give it to the Imperial Palace. Emperor Palace will not treat you badly. You are the hero of the Emperor Wuzheng Palace." One of the old men said.

Long Chen spit a spit. Road: "Go. Let's go. Don't stop the road."

Everyone was shocked.

"Let's relax." Several old people are also people with status status. It is also the elder of Longchen. It is said to be rolling. It is really mad at half death. Several people have decided to count it. Or let Longchen kneel down and say.

Before they started, Mo Xiaowo was alone in front of them. The flames rose into the sky. No one dared to approach the square. Twenty people screamed at the horror. He shook a lot of people. He said: "To shoot. I will pass this level first."

Mo Xiaolang has arrived at the Nine Demon God. The strength can definitely be comparable to the Nirvana robbery. The strongest presence is only the perfection of the martial arts. There are more people. It may not be able to help him.

The people in the ridiculous emperor's palace face each other. I don't know if it is good to see the fun or do it. Anyway, they are absolutely afraid to take the emperor's things. Otherwise the ridiculous emperor is angry. Hehe...

In addition to the ridiculous emperor's palace. Others are not convinced of Longchen's attitude. Even Zhenwu Emperor Palace can not take his things. Others still think. For a time. When Mo Xiaolang stopped the warrior of Zhenwu Emperor Palace. Other people’s inner turmoil. They actually came to the death of Longchen.

"Man is a dead man. Birds are eating and drinking. Can't blame me." Long Chen closed his eyes. Just when everyone flocked up. Want to compete for treasures. Longchen launched the Taigu blood prison map.

Time. Tens of thousands of people are in his picture. Lost his trace.

With this ancient blood prison map. Long Chen can say. Absolutely the super king of the melee. First of all, the first one has the courage to rush to him. It is the martial martial artist who is the ninth peak of the gods in the ancient thunder pool. Coiled. There are even traces of the awakened thunder beast. His thunderbolt blasted to Longchen. The people were shocked. They were preempted by this guy.

Long Chen is less than **** wide. But very slender gray sword. Hard and incomparable. He holds the long sword. A volley. A bang. An arm rises into the sky.

"Ah." The warrior screamed. He grabbed his broken arm. Everyone saw it. There was a gray breath at this time. It was coiled around his broken arm. It was constantly corroded. The man screamed. Until somebody cut the meat that was stained with gray, he was pale and stopped screaming.

At this moment, Longchen has been surrounded by countless warriors. On the other side, Mo Xiaolang is also fighting wildly among the warriors. Both of them have shown horrible fighting strength at this time. No one can do anything about it.

"That sword."

Long Chen’s smashing sword. It’s so scary.

Long Chen once remembered the chain of the top ten ghost kings. It also caused Mo Xiaolang to be injured. The same is true. But it seems to be in the sword. It is quite simple to release this gray atmosphere.

In the midst of the melee, the warrior of the Soul Soul Palace seems to have found the chance of revenge. The most fierce. At this time, there are two swordsmen, the Emperor's Palace, and the great warriors. They even besieged Longchen. They used all of them. Have a track of the road. Fighting power is more than the purple and blue swords.

"Chongqi Jianqi."

"The sword of the setting sun."

A double attack. The retaliatory killing of Longchen. They are definitely in retaliation.

Long Chen smiled coldly. The laughter shook the audience. He held the gray sword with one hand in one hand. The eighth was heavy in the Kowloon. The power of the Kowloon Sutra and the power of the sword were mixed together. Terrorist attack power.

clang.

Above the sky. Double swords confrontation.

Half of the sword body. Rushing into the sky. The hall has a line of **** soldiers. The realm is directly cut off.

Long Chen holds the sword. The Jiulong Jing also has the power of terror. It directly cuts off the other's blade. The sword is passed from the back of the other.

The body of a martial art great warrior.

At the same time, Long Chen suddenly turned back. The scorpion sword again confronted another fiery red sunset sword.

It is a sharp bark.

The martial artist of the Sword Soul Emperor's Palace was directly shaken back. He hurriedly looked at his baby's blade. Fortunately, he was relieved. When he was relieved, the red sunset sword. The hilt begins. There is a crack in the road. In the end, the desperate eyes of the warrior. The sunset turns into a crush...

"A horrible sword..."

In his gaze. Long Chen directly reborn by dripping blood. Transferring in the crowd. The sword is falling. One warrior screams and retreats. Some are even killed directly. The body is falling from the sky. No one can attack the dragon. Chen. On the other side. Under the riot attack of Mo Xiaolang. The top ten martial artists were shaken back. No one was his opponent.

This horrible scene has caused many people to stop their impulses.

Mo Xiaolang is okay. There is no casual killing. And that holding a gray sword, Long Chen. It is just a generation of killing God. The sword is falling. No one can stop.

At a certain moment, Long Chen suddenly felt that the sacred sword suddenly slammed together. A lot of energy emerged from the sword. The original rusted blade appeared to be new. At least it was not like a scrap iron.

Look down. The gray handle on the hilt. There is a little grain.

"Sure enough. Has a pattern formed?"

The dying city owner did not lie to him. After forming a road pattern, the power of the sword was raised again. This is a sword of engulfing.

After cutting off the sword including the dragon sword. After killing more than a dozen strong players, the sword has finally evolved. It has reached the level of a line. This is not slow. This speed. 斩Sword is going backwards. It will be very scary.

斩 斩 斩 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 并不是 并不是 并不是 并不是 并不是 并不是 并不是 并不是 并不是 并不是 并不是 并不是. There is only one way of the road. It is directly swallowed by it.

It’s better than sharp. The sword is definitely not as good as the blood.

"Stop." I don't know when it started. Finally, some people don't be scared. They shouted out these words. More and more people stopped. Longchen found that everyone around him was scared. He Stop. Take care of all beings. Look around everyone.

Mo Xiaolang recovered his human form. He returned to his side. He went to the nine demon gods. This level of fighting. There is no threat to him.

Tens of thousands of warriors. They looked at them with horror. Every martial art in the big forces was full of consummation. They all widened their eyes. They stood in front and looked at them. Unparalleled alert. More people were filled with fear.

After this battle. Long Chen's prestige. I am afraid it will be even more shocking.

In the Emperor Wu of the Emperor Wu. An old man panted out. He said: "Long Chen. This is not good for you. Or let us go back to Zhenwu Emperor Palace. I dare to assure you. You are the person of Zhenwu Emperor Palace. The Imperial Palace will never be ill-treated. You have to admit that you are a genius. The Imperial Palace is in need of someone like you. It is your home. You are right with your family. What good."

Long Chen smiled. "You can promise me. The people of Zhenwu Emperor's Palace will not take my things out. The foreigners who are in the Nirvana are very much."

The old man was speechless.

"Kids. You are restless. Eternal **** is the public property of the Twelve Immortals. You can't think of a person alone. Even if you are in the eternal hell. How about it. Can you stay here for a lifetime? Just go out. A warrior with a Nirvana robbery will make you fussy."

"Yeah. Your appetite is too big. Is that something that belongs to you?"

People of other powers. They talked about it.