Dragon-Marked War God

In the eyes of these nine-level Xiandi, they are full of loneliness and helplessness, and the kind of resentment and anger that has been abandoned, but helplessly, everything is useless, and death seems to have become negligible for them. Wan Xiandi has now suffered more than 40,000 deaths and injuries, and is almost halfway through.

This group of horrible spirits, the lethality is too strong.

"Eat a monkey!"

The dragon thirteen descended from the sky, just like the **** of war, the stick flies and the sky is extremely hot.

"Humble humans."

Among the spirits, a guy who took the lead, said with a sneer.

Between the hands raised, even went directly to the dragon's thirteenth peers, and between that, the gods were actually shocked by the dragon thirteen sticks, the soul flies!

Everyone took a breath of cold air, and the whole day was at the foot of the candlestick.

"Look at it? Is that monkey?"

"No? When did he become so strong? Did he say that he has been hiding his strength before? Even if the lord is hit, it may not be able to smash a spirit."

"This monkey is really terrible."

"So, have we saved again?"

In their eyes, the dragon thirteen at this time seems to be a master of peerlessness, descending from the sky, rushing into the soul group, fighting for nine!

"You are a humble immortal emperor, you are not superfluous, if it is not a small dust, you will be merciful. You guys will die a hundred times, and Lao Tzu will not care."

However, Dragon Thirteen is not a person who is right or wrong. At this time, it is naturally impossible for him to care about these things.

"I am coming too!"

Jiang Chen is a bare-handed fist, and his hands are printed in tandem, killing the dragon seal, laughing and arrogant, and surging, rushing into Yunxia!

One punch, the dragon seal regenerates, this moment, even Jiang Chen did not think that killing the dragon seal, even directly killed a **** in the middle of the virtual **** level, and this suppression, as if it is natural restraint, then The gods and souls are dead, and Jiang Chen’s handprints are also more and more radiant, which seems to be better than just now!

"A terrible seal!"

This time, not only those nine-level emperors who watched the battle, even the Dragon 13 was also taken aback. When did this guy’s killing dragon print become so powerful? It is also full of the breath of death.

Jiang Chen and the Dragon 13 shot, decisively killed a strong soul, and two people also took the battlefield in an instant, the horrible power, directly with the 18 souls of the master.

Jiang Chen’s killing dragon print is extremely inferior, and the more heavier the battle, the more he killed the three, and even the second move did not make it out. The killing of the dragon was printed out, and it was so horrible that it was swept away.

The dragon thirteen gradually became dignified. This guy did not lose himself. It seems that his combat power, even if it is a nine-level emperor, he is absolutely impossible to overcome him. This metamorphosis is once again against the sky. . Let the dragon 13 of the virtual **** level become taboo.

"These two people are simply the lions."

"We have finally saved. After ten thousand years of cultivation, I finally have no need to pay for it."

Many people even shed tears in excitement. Not everyone is full of malice, and some people are forced to do so. Millions of years of hard work, if it is lost here, it is indeed disheartening.

With the flow of the tide, only in the big environment can we grow up before we can escape those crises. Otherwise, in this dangerous tomb of the gods, who is alone, who dares to say that they ignore any enemy and spirit?

The environment has caused it, and some people have been forced into Liangshan at this time.

"Little dust, you are too perverted, and this killing dragon has become so powerful."

The dragon thirteen sticks and flies to fly a strong soul, said with a dissatisfied face.

"Secret! Haha."

Jiang Chen killed the dragon and printed it, shocked the world, and finally swept the twenty souls. Jiang Chen killed eleven, and the dragon thirteen killed nine. In desperation, he could only succumb to Jiang Chen. .

"Mom, I can't fight you, I don't accept it."

The dragon thirteen snorted, not talking, mad, but it made Jiang Chen laugh and cry.

"Thank you two brothers for helping me, I am so grateful."

It’s a lame, the whole day is at the foot of the candlestick, more than 50,000 and nine emperors, all of them have been smashed at this moment, without exception, because Jiang Chen and the Dragon 13 saved all their lives, no one can know Millions of years of hardship and destruction are desperate. If you fight against others, you will not be killed, but you will be obliterated by those who are strong in spirits. Even if you have no chance to enter the realm of God, then these people will surely form after death. Wraith.

The 100,000th Emperor, now only half as much, is really embarrassing, and now I know that life is like a mustard, how worthless. And still the nine-level fairy!

At this moment, Jiang Chen looked cold and looked at the tens of thousands of emperors at the foot of Tianzhufeng. He couldn’t help but feel awkward.

"I am not a kind person, but it is not a scorpion. Although you have been saddened by my brother before, but it may not be a real life and death, a million years of practice is destroyed, even the threshold of the realm of the world can not be touched, That will surely include lifelong. The same as the Emperor, I will advance and retreat with you, but I hope that you will know that it is extremely difficult to go to the Tianzhufeng, the road of the gods, but you can survive, but there is no one. ""

Jiang Chen’s sound is like Hong Zhong, and it’s resounding at the foot of Tian Canfeng. Everyone is a heart-to-heart meeting, and Jiang Chen is even more admired.

"This time, for you, maybe it is also an opportunity. I believe that many of the strongest people in the ninth level of the Emperor Xiandi, after this war, there are definitely many people who can enter the virtual **** level. I will not stop you, If someone is willing to enter the path of the gods with me, I will not stop, but you should do more. The gods are precious, but they are the big players who are big players.

"But I hope that you can cherish it. I can't protect you forever. People must rely on themselves to be able to rise and be able to have more powerful power."

The voice of Jiang Chen echoes in everyone's heart. Many people know that if they enter the gods, it is estimated that it is difficult to do something. It is likely that they will still die here. Now it seems that the choice to stay here should be The safest way to do it.

In the end, there were only more than 50 masters of the early stage of the virtual gods. They chose to follow the path of Jiang Chen, and the rest of the Shenzang Road that entered the Tianzhu Peak, all stayed at the foot of the mountain. Many people do touch the threshold of the virtual **** level, and the strength is also improved a lot, so staying naturally is the best choice.

Jiang Chen's eyes are condensed, looking at the misty peaks of the candle, more than 40,000 spirits, all of which contain hate, making the entire candlestick peak seem to be shrouded in the haze, ghostly.

"Take my spirits to the king, and let me die out of heaven!"

In the hands of Jiang Chen, the dragon seals surging, pointing to the sky, tens of thousands of souls, on the occasion of the soul flying, attached to the dust-killing dragon seal of Jiang Chen, and ultimately attributed to nothingness.

And Jiang Chen’s killing dragon prints have not been eroded by the suffocating suffocating suffocation, but have become a great killer!

40,000 Ying Ling gathered here, Jiang Chen's killing dragon seal, unstoppable, the sky is shaking! Killing the air!