Dragon-Marked War God

Ancient!

After the destruction of the Shengyuan Temple, Jiang Chen and others directly came to the ancients. The Shengwu Dynasty on the side of the Nebula was also built. For the ancients, all this came too suddenly. The return of so many masters in the Shengyuan Hall, so that ancient Xuantian are sincere and fearful.

The temple of Xiao was destroyed, and everything that happened in the temple of the Holy Land seemed to be a dream for the pure land. From this aspect, it can be seen that the Pure Land Eight and the Shengyuan Hall have long been out of touch, but from now At first, this disconnect will cease to exist, and the return of the eight tribes of the Holy Yuan Temple will once again become a whole.

Jiang Chen has undoubtedly become a topic of all. When he was in the Pure Land, he left endless glory, but people who knew Jiang Chen could not think of Jiang Chen’s growth so fast. At the time, Gu Xuantian sent Jiang Chen When I arrived at the ancient temple, it took only a long time for Jiang Chen to grow up to such a terrible level. The nine-level sacred peak kills the immortal. Such a feat, although they have not seen it with their own eyes, they will feel the blood and incredible. .

The reason why Jiang Chen stayed in the ancient temple was very simple, because the people of the Shengwu Dynasty were here, his relatives and friends were there, Jiang Zhenhai, smoke and rain, Wu Ningzhu, Yuzihan, Wujiu, old friends of the East China are all Here.

I have to say that for such a long period of time, the people of the East China have greatly improved. They have obtained the high-quality cultivation resources provided by the ancients. It is impossible to cultivate them without wanting to improve.

They will get better cultivation resources in the future. After the establishment of the new Shengwu Dynasty, each of them is a core figure. Although they are not comparable to the eight majors, their cultivation can not be improved. Under the impact of powerful cultivation resources, such as Yuzihan, it is not impossible to hit the great realm in the near future.

The ancients here are very lively, and Han Yan returned to the magical world with the army of the Mozu. Under his control, the demon will not attack the Shengyuan continent anymore.

Jiang Chen created a closed space and closed the dog with a big yellow dog. For him, saving the big yellow dog is more important than anything else. The big yellow dog has the support of the blood of the beast, and the death is dead, but the blood consumption before it is large. Taibao’s blow, the injury was too serious.

But for Jiang Chen, this is not a big deal. He now has five fairy spirits in his hands. It is a fairy of the immortals. It contains powerful energy. Jiang Chen, a human being, cannot absorb the fairy spirit, but the big yellow dog It can be refining and absorbing, just like Jiang Chen can refine the demon spirit.

Five fairy spirits, if the rhubarb dog is completely refining, it is enough for him to recover. Not only that, once recovered, the repair of the big yellow dog will also go up a step. In the near future, it will be a great rise with Jiang Chen. possible.

"Rhubarbs, you and I met the earliest. Although you are not a human being, you and I are brothers and sisters. You have saved me twice regardless of your life. In my heart of Jiang Chen, you have been my closest brother, but I think the life of your dead dog will not be so weak. Here are five fairy spirits, it is cheaper for you. I hope that you guys will come back to Laozi."

Jiang Chen looked at the big yellow dog lying in front of his eyes and smiled. Although the rhubarb dog was seriously injured, in the past few years, Jiang Chen at the moment was really relaxed. He didn't have to worry about being harassed by the enemy. He is now the Shengyuan continent. The first person, no one will threaten him, and no one dares to threaten him. The whole continent is his, and everything is safe.

Oh...

Jiang Chen’s big hand waved, and five golden fairy spirits flew out and suspended above the head of the rhubarb dog. A tyrannical force spurted out of Jiang Chen’s hands and landed on five fairy spirits. The sound of the bursting sound, all the fairy spirit burst instantly, turned into a little brilliance, the whole yellow dog was wrapped.

Jiang Chen's technique is skillful, and he constantly prints a slogan of law, and blocks all the spirits of the spirits. It is not wasted. Under the blockade of this law, the spirit of the spirits began to rush toward the body of the rhubarb dog.

At the same time, Jiang Chen has also produced a lot of wood aura. The wood spirit in his body can not only repair his own injuries, but also help others recover their injuries, and the effect of the wood spirit is better than any magical medicine between heaven and earth. Good.

However, because the injury of the rhubarb dog is relatively heavy, it is not an easy task to recover in a short period of time. Even with the double help of Muzhiling and Xianling, it may take a month to completely recover and wake up. It is.

Within the ancient tribe, Qinglian's ancestors and tyrants did not leave. After the news of the return of Qinglian's ancestors, the hurricane masters had a little bit of a stop, and immediately flew over from the Western Region.

The ancients specially prepared for Qinglian ancestors to practice. The master of the hurricane saw the ancestors of Qinglian, and the three grandparents could be said to be the first time.

"master."

The master of the hurricane slammed into the Qinglian ancestors, and his eyes suddenly became cloudy. His emotions against Qinglian’s ancestors were the same as those of the tyrants. For more than 100 years, the master of the hurricane has been waiting for more than 100 years. It is for the arrival of today. The outsiders say that Qinglian’s ancestors died, but he did not believe it. He believed that his master would not fool himself and insisted. In a hundred years, I have finally met again, and that kind of mood is something that most people can't feel.

"Hurricane, you are old."

Qinglian ancestors bent over and helped the master of the hurricane, and the eyes showed a kindness. As a monk, his apprentice was almost like his son, and Qinglian’s ancestors had collected such a person’s life. Children, it can be seen that the feelings between them are not comparable to the average person.

I haven't seen it for more than a hundred years. The moment when Qinglian's ancestors were imprisoned by Xiao Dian, they were already desperate. I decided that I would not be able to come out in my life. I didn't expect to have a charge today. Happy, that is impossible.

"I didn't expect to see Master again in this life. If the hurricane died immediately, it would be no regrets."

The hurricane master wiped the tears in his eyes, and the emotions were still unable to remain calm.

"The tyrant, but still to give your grandfather gimmick."

Later, Master Hurricane said to the tyrants on the side.

The tyrant immediately fell to the ground, facing the Qinglian ancestors is three heads, for Qinglian ancestors, he did not dare to have a little bit of sorrow, in his heart, the master of the hurricane is also the teacher, the father of Qinglian That is really my own idol.

In the past few years, he did not know how many times he was kneeling in front of the statue of Qinglian's ancestors. Now he is in front of the real person, and his mood is extremely exciting.

The tyrants have not forgotten, they are the sorghum in front of them, and they have merged their broken fairy spirits into their own relics. Otherwise, they can have today's achievements, and this time they deal with Xiao Dian, Qinglian ancestors also played. Crucial role.

It is unceremonious to say that if there is no Qinglian ancestors, what is the current situation, it is really hard to say that Jiang Chen was completely in a state of madness at that time, lost his mind, and no Qinglian ancestors helped, Jiang Chen might not even have his own Guandu can't get through, let alone the five ancestors of Xiao Dian.

"Well, get up."

Qinglian’s ancestors nodded to the tyrants. He was quite satisfied with the apprentice of the hurricane master. He was so young at a young age, and it was a top-notch in the younger generation. After all, not every genius Being able to compare with Jiang Chen, the existence of Jiang Chen is a miracle in itself, a miracle between heaven and earth.

"Hurricane, a small monk, I have to fly to the fairyland for two days. Before the ascent, I will pass on the great curse of the Buddha's secrets. I believe that it will have a great effect on you, especially the young monk. Your understanding of Dharma is extremely high. If you can get a Great Compassion, you will immediately advance by rushing and attacking a higher realm in a short time. It will not be too bad in the future."

Qinglian’s ancestors said that the evaluation of the tyrants in the speech is still very high. He is unique in his eyes. He can see at a glance that the tyrant’s understanding in the Dharma is higher than that of his own, and he is young. With such achievements, future achievements will certainly be limitless, and at least will surpass themselves.

It is said that the masters of the hurricane and the body of the tyrant are shocked. The monk is extremely excited. As a Buddhist man, I am afraid that no one will be interested in the Great Compassion. His monk is no exception, and the hurricane master The shock is not the same, it is the joy of reunion and the sentimentality of parting.

However, thinking about the hurricane master is relieved, and his master has reached a certain powerful realm. He should have ascended to the fairyland a hundred years ago. This day has been extended to the present. For Qinglian ancestors, it is already a great Lost.

"Hurricane, don't be sentimental, it's a good thing for the teacher to fly. It's a good thing, you should be happy for the teacher."

Qinglian ancestors said with a smile.

"Yes, Master."

The master of the hurricane smashed into the ancestors of Qinglian.

"Well, I am now teaching you a great compassion. I only tell you what you can do, and you can understand how much, and that is your own skill and creation."

Later, Qinglian's ancestors passed the Buddhism to the high secret on the spot to the tyrant and the hurricane master. This is the best gift left to the two before he flies.

Two days later, among the voids outside the ancient tribe, the thunder bursts, the clouds were densely covered, the pressure was over the sky, and the whole pure land was shaking. All the monks felt that breathing was difficult under such Tianwei.

Jiang Chen, who is treating the rhubarb dog, also feels the change of this Tianwei, and immediately stops the action in his hand.

"Qinglian is going to fly, I will go and see, this is a fairy robbery, and soon I will experience it."

Jiang Chen's eyes brightened and disappeared into the space.