Dragon-Marked War God

Oh...

The madman danced, the attack of the Mozu was very strong and fierce. As Jiang Chen expected, the death of Samba did not hit the morale of the Mozu, but it provoked their anger and cruelty, and the battle became more ferocious. .

The range of the Great Leiyin Temple to the half of the Western Region of the Devil's Secrets is in the battlefield. The magic waves are rolling and moving. The tyrants lead the monks of the Great Leiyin Temple to take the lead. The three great Supreme Impressions kill everything. They are all sweeping one piece.

The monks of the Great Leiyin Temple followed the tyrants and gradually found the feeling of the Buddha's heyday. When the Buddha's heyday was in the heyday, it was the nemesis of the Mozu, and the dead of the Mozu, a Buddhist temple, was enough to suppress the whole. In the secluded world, where is the case, the Mozu has just been in turmoil, and immediately asks for help from the Temple of the Holy See. As a disciple of Buddhism, they all feel that they have no face.

The strength of the tyrants, let them once again see the style of Buddhism, they saw the hope and future of Buddhism from the young monk, gradually came out from the shadow of the abbot being killed, the combat power is also beginning to soar, the Buddha is shining, the generation of the demon Real restraint.

Everything that Jiang Chen has done is justified. The enemy’s current killing of the abbot will not bring any negative influence to the Terran. Only when the Buddha’s door is in the hands of the tyrants can it be truly carried forward. Only by experiencing the baptism and experience of life and death can we truly transform and rise.

This battle will be the key battle for Buddhism. The Western Region itself is a symbol of Buddhism. Not only Jiang Chen believes that many monks in the Great Leiyin Temple are now beginning to believe that Buddhism will be able to return under the leadership of the tyrants. Once upon a time, and the tyrants have a more convincing identity, that is the descendant of Qinglian's ancestors.

Although Qinglian’s ancestors were not the people of the Great Leiyin Temple, his position and influence in Buddhism could not be replaced by others.

Spreading does not know how many battlefields, Jiang Chen is so fierce that he can't imagine. He just rushed into the army of the Mozu. The wave was a storm. Under the storm, countless demons died and turned into powder, even if it was The powerful Six-level Devil and the Seven-Level Devil are also unable to withstand the storm attack of Jiang Chen. The huge body is crushed on the spot. The Zulong Tower is hidden in the body of Jiang Chen, just like a bottomless pit that is never filled. All the demons that were killed were all absorbed by the Zulong Tower.

With the continuous absorption of energy, the fifth layer of the ancestral tower has gradually condensed. Jiang Chen itself has also gained a lot of benefits. A new dragon pattern begins to form. Each time a dragon pattern is added, Jiang Chen’s combat power is It will increase one point. It is unceremonious to say that the process of Jiang Chen’s battle is a process of constantly upgrading oneself. This growth rate is unimaginable to others and cannot be compared.

"Devil is an adult, that is, this person killed Samba."

Over the camp of the Mozu, some people pointed to Jiang Chen, who was rushing back and forth on the battlefield. He said that the demon, who is called the demon, is a bald middle-aged man who looks like a fierce face, his breath. Incomparably tyrannical, the repair has turned out to have reached the horrible eight-level magic sac, and is the eighth-level magic sacred peak.

"This person is really arrogant, even dare to break into the hinterland of our Mozu camp. I just don't know how to live and die. He killed Samba. We joined forces to kill this person and avenge Samba. The loss of the human race is so genius. They are also a blow."

Next to the demon statue, there is another eight-level demon saint. His black voice is constantly flashing, and he does not hide his killing of Jiang Chen.

"Kill this person."

The sage said with a blank expression.

brush!

The voice just fell, and the eight-level demon saint around him disappeared. The next moment, directly appeared in front of Jiang Chen, the horrible magic wave swayed open, just like the ocean and the sea, instantly covered Jiang Chen.

"The arrogant human boy, even dare to hit this place alone, really looking for death, you killed Samba, this seat wants to see what you have."

The eight-level magic sacred suddenly became the body, opened a huge mouth with a size of one foot, set off a stinking storm, and slammed down against Jiang Chen, it seems that Jiang Chen should be swallowed.

"If you want to eat me, you are afraid that your mouth is not good."

Jiang Chen is not afraid. With his current strength, it is easy to deal with the Eight-level Devil. Because of the inherent restraint, killing an Eight-level Devil is easier than killing Xiao Wu.

Hey!

The Tiansheng sword turned into a long-blooded dragon. When it passed, the void was broken, and the Jianguang was fast to the extreme. Numerous swords were directly intertwined into a sword net just to the sun. This is just the breath of the sun. Under the restraint, even the powerful eight-level demon sac can not exert all the power.

Hey!

Many devils around him looked at this sword like the sword from the hell. They thought that this human kid was facing their eight-level demon, almost dead, but did not expect it to be such a scene. The eight-level demon sac of the blood-sucking mouth, led by the mouth, was smashed into two halves by the Tiansheng sword, and the blood was splashed and stinking.

Roar……

The eight-level demon screamed and was so traumatized that he did not die. After all, it was a powerful eight-level demon, not so easily killed.

However, on Shang Jiang Chen, the fate of this demon saint is basically doomed. Jiang Chen will not give him the chance to survive. The Tiansheng sword once again swayed out. This time, it’s even more fierce than before. The eight-level demon saint, which has been seriously injured, can still resist this sword and be killed on the spot. The horrible essence is instantly absorbed by the Zulong Tower.

Oh...

The ancestral tower hidden in the body of the river dust screams, violently oscillates, swallows and refines a sacred eight-level demon, and the fifth layer of the ancestral tower is completely condensed.

"happy."

Jiang Chen screamed and enjoyed himself. Although he has not completely excavated the secrets and uses of the ancestral tower, he is also very clear that the more the layers of the ninety-nine-tier ancestral towers, the more benefits The bigger the day, the fifth layer is completely condensed, and Jiang Chen has also received huge benefits. The number of dragons has directly condensed a hundred. The essence of his spirit also feels a slight sublimation. stable.

Jiang Chen could have used the light of the Luhua to turn off the Eight-level Devil, but he used this method. Although he is now deep into the enemy camp, there are some people who are concerned about him. In addition, he is now on the 8th level. There is not much interest in the magic saint. These devils are all their own nourishment. What he has to do now is to take advantage of this war and raise his cultivation to a horrible level. He is now in the district five. The grand priest, who wants to cope with the horror of the Xiao people, is a delusion.