Dragon-Marked War God

Before the temple, above the central position, a white jade statue stands in front, and there is more than seven feet in the height of a person holding a golden stick. The spirit is high, the feet are empty, the clouds are haunting, the war is high, and the stick is pointing to the sky. Especially the eyes, although made of white jade, but its charm, its domineering, are proud of the nine, unmatched.

Even Jiang Chen feels a huge pressure, and the most important thing is that this white jade statue has a similarity with the Dragon 13 with six or seven points.

"Do you feel it? I seem to have a lot of connections with him. Since I entered here, I feel that I must guard him and guard this temple. I don't know when he appeared here. I don't know when it will disappear, but as long as he is still here, I will guard it here. He is like my loved one, I think I came to this world, everything is fixed, here, like My other shore is the same. If I leave, this temple is bound to be destroyed, and the passage of the Tianchan Peak is behind this statue."

"It's a bit magical. This statue is indeed similar to you, but to be honest, do you think you have anything to do with this?"

Jiang Chen whispered, at this moment, he did not dare to speculate, this statue will never be a nameless generation, or even a very powerful role, can be established as a statue here, doomed to be impossible Simple, even those who guard the place are the strongest of the gods, but this day, there is no guardian.

"There is no guardian here, but I am the guardian here! Even if it is dead, I have to guard it here, as if this is my destination, I have a mission of guardianship."

Dragon Thirteen whispered, and there was a tear in his eyes.

"I don't know why, I feel very uncomfortable in my heart. Little dust, I have never felt this way. If he is really my loved one, then where do I come from? My father and mother, who is it?" ”

At the moment of the Dragon 13 at this moment, Jiang Chen can understand, because in his heart, he is like a natural stone monkey, but he really has no parents? He felt that he could not be born in the sky. Everyone has parents, and no one is no exception.

The white jade statue in front of the dragon thirteen is like his belief. Once the white jade statue goes down, his belief in the pursuit of his parents and relatives will fall.

"Look, there is a word above this white jade statue."

Jiang Chen brows and picks up, Shen Sheng said.

[Beifeng blows, snow flies, and the sky can shed tears first.

Yao Chihui, the title of the drunk, the former 鸳鸯 鸳鸯 fly, the sky is broken, the sea is dry, sad! sad! sad!

One hand with red sleeves, Mo Dao is sad, and Changfeng Xiaosuo hates Yu Hui.

Inch cut off the liver and intestines, the blue clouds are stacked up, and the sky is lifted up, although nine died, and especially regret! 】

Dragon Thirteen gently stroked the text above the white jade statue, muttering.

At this moment, in the eyes of the white jade statue, two drops of tears were actually dripped.

Jiang Chen’s shackles are the tears of the white jade gods. Dragon XIII did not notice, but he saw it. This white jade statue is really too alien.

"Monkey, monkey -"

Jiang Chen screamed, and Long XIII seemed to be in a state of confusion, because at this time the temple was about to collapse, and he still stood there, motionless.

Jiang Chen wants to pull the dragon thirteen, but the dragon thirteen is not moving, but under the white jade statue that he touched, even an inch inch cracked and opened, split, fingers, arms, and finally even the white jade The head of the idol is also falling and shattered.

At this moment, in the body of the white jade statue, there is a golden stick of the god, and the iron stick of the dragon thirteen is also instantly inhaled, and is absorbed by the golden light stick. Colorful, dazzling.

Finally, the entire temple stopped tremors, and the light was dazzling.

"The peerless **** stick, the wishful pin!"

The golden light blooms, and the eight characters rise up and finally dissipate in the void.

The dragon thirteen reached out and grasped it. The peerless **** stick was taken into his hands. The sticks were heavy and the gods were mighty, and his power was unstoppable! The injury on the body of Long XIII seems to be covered by golden light, and the injury is instantly healed, and its breath is constantly rising.

"It really is a big creation."

Jiang Chen said with a deep voice, and he looked at all this. He knew that this peerless **** stick was unstoppable and comparable to the artifact. Even the Tianlong sword seemed to be inferior.

This is the chance of belonging to the Dragon Thirteen, or it is a fixed number. This statue must have a very close relationship with him, but they are not clear, and the iron stick of the Dragon Thirteen is actually merged with the **** stick within the image. One, this is even more illustrative, the two have a great connection.

In the body of Dragon Thirteen, it is also very transparent, and between the light flashes, his strength continues to climb, and finally stops at the peak of the virtual **** level!

The dragon thirteen slowly opened his eyes, and the white jade statue in front of him was already turned into powder, and the peerless stick that he held in his hand was also overbearing, and the light converges, but the power is hidden.

At this time, the dragon thirteen is like a **** of war, and his gaze has become extremely sharp and overbearing.

"everything is over."

Dragon Thirteen slowly squatted down, before the white jade statue, three heavy daggers.

"He is my father, he is already dead... but the spirit is immortal, not into the tomb of the gods, and finally, the soul that was beaten by that person is scattered. This white jade statue is his last trace of soul."

The sound of the dragon thirteen is a little hoarse, in the eyes, the killing is like a rainbow, Jiang Chen can feel it, this guy seems to know a lot of things.

"What is my father's sin? You have to kill it!"

The thirteenth screams of thunder and thunder, the whole temple, at this time, finally completely smashed down.

"Little dust, I am not a bit ruined."

The Dragon 13 retracted the peerless gods and muttered.

"Who are they?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"Kill my father's enemies. One day, I will kill it again."

Jiang Chen still wants to ask more, but Long XIII only said so much. He knows that Dragon XIII is to protect himself. Some things, he wants to bear it himself, and he does not want to be tired of Jiang Chen.

Although Jiang Chen is still lacking in strength, in the future, his enmity is his own enmity. The father’s hatred is not shared. One day, he will stand next to him and fight side by side with him.

Jiang Chen took a lot of shots on the shoulders of Dragon Thirteen. The latter also smiled slightly, and seemed to have once again restored the dead monkey who was laughing and arrogant.

"The **** of the candlestick this day is probably not simple. Now the temple has been destroyed, and the image of my father has been broken. We should also go to this god."

The dragon thirteen smiled, and there was a scent of scent in his eyes.