Dragon-Marked War God

At dusk, the sun sets, the two people walked through the mountains and hills of the surrounding two thousand miles, and collected a lot of herbs, and they harvested quite a lot!

"We should go back, or Grandpa should be worried."

Jiang Dust Road.

"Play for a while, I haven't played enough yet. Hey. There is a lake over there, let's see."

Without waiting for Jiang Chen to open, the moon has already leaped and ran over.

This lake is quite clear, the water of Qingling Ling, the day of Huang Chengcheng, the people of red fruit, outlines a wonderful sunset.

"It's really beautiful here."

The month of the month took a deep breath, quite enjoyable, very comfortable.

The lake seems to have a radius of more than a dozen miles. The breeze is blowing, the water is rippling, don't say the moon, and even Jiang Chen, an incomprehensible person, feels that the scenery here is very pleasant. It is really beautiful.

"It's so beautiful."

Jiang Chen could not help but admire.

It was getting late, the dusk had gone, and above the lake, suddenly there was a huge whirlpool, the vortex was getting deeper and deeper, and it was a few thousand meters deep, rolling up a wave of water spray.

“Is this a wonder of dragon water absorption?”

The moon widened her eyes and was surprised to see that she was completely unaware of the danger.

"No! There is definitely a big demon here."

Jiang Chen screamed and grabbed the hand of the moon, and wanted to flee from here, but a huge incomparable green scorpion, rising from the sky, skyrocketing, from the whirlpool, the lake was completely frozen, even Jiang Chen With the children, they were all shaken away, and the children were directly stunned.

Even if it was Jiang Chen, it was shaken up and down, and the body blew and snorted.

"Let's get it, Xuan Bingqing, you can't escape my palm."

The white clothes win the snow, the clothes are fluttering, the blue silk is like the wind, and it rises.

The woman's foot is empty, the dust is not stained, like the nine-day mysterious woman, the temperament is extraordinary and refined, the body is absolutely unique, proud of the world, a beautiful face, under the shade of the blue yarn, the outline is still clearly visible, beautiful, fascinating .

The voice of the woman’s voice is empty and touching, as if with a kind of magic, it attracts Jiang Chen.

This woman should only be in the sky, and what can be heard in the world!

Jiang Chen has never seen such a woman who is so elegant and picturesque as a noble woman. She has to say that such a woman, in the heart of a man, is really only a sacred existence, but can be seen from a distance, not a play.

"Your ancestors are not my opponents, let alone you? Stop me from turning dragons and killing innocents!"

Xuan Bing Qing Yu rises up, Baizhang body, covering the sky, swallowing the mountains and rivers, thousands of miles like a tiger.

At this moment, it spit out people's words, said coldly, and looked at the insignificant white woman who stood in the distance and was not stunned.

"Even if you are strong again, it is already a serious injury."

The woman in white said indifferently, without a trace of emotion, cold and frosty, it seems that Xuan Bingqing was completely sentenced to death.

"If you can't say anything, then try it. Do you have this ability? If you want to kill me, you are still too tender. In the early days of the gods, it is only the beginning. I am two levels higher than you, even if it is seriously injured. Body, you can't think about it."

Xuan Bing Qing Yu said, the whole void is like a thunderous, incomparably harsh.

Jiang Chen was shocked, and this person was a demon, but all of them were strong gods. That is beyond the existence of the gods. In front of these two gods, Jiang Chen has a kind of feeling that is regarded as an ant. Xuan Bing Qing Yan even looked at him, but did not pay attention to him.

Jiang Chen’s body, at that moment, feels like falling into an ice cave. It’s not too terrible. The gods are strong and horrible, which makes it difficult for him to resist.

"Strong, it is ultimately powerful and unmatched."

There are some embarrassments in Jiang Chen’s heart. The two gods are strong enough to make people feel trembled. If it is the king of God, the **** is strong? Isn't that a ruin between the hands? Jiang Chenxin’s thoughts on the moment of the tomb of the gods have destroyed hundreds of thousands of gods and even the gods of the gods. Even the spirit of the gods and powerful spirits can defeat them.

But after all, people are just souls, and they are really in the realm of the gods. Even the strong gods can lift their hands and destroy themselves.

"I must be stronger!"

Jiang Chen tightly clenched his fists and stared at the confrontation between the two gods and strong men. The battle was very likely to happen at a glance. Jiang Chen had to quickly retreat. Otherwise, the battle of the gods and strong men would probably hit the pool fish. .

"If that's the case, let me see, how many pounds do you have?"

The woman in white said faintly, holding a white jade sword, and stepping on the air, it forced the black ice to go, the sword sharp, the sword turned into the void, nine days above, the night sky, the sword is stunned.

"I didn't expect that even the old and undead snow shadow sword was passed to you. It seems that you are really her proud disciple. But when I meet me today, I can only tell you that you are on the spot, between the heavens and the earth, you are not convinced. There are too many people, little girl, you are too young."

Xuan Bingqing sneered, the figure vacated, and the flight continued. Everything that was passed was left with a shadow, cold and frosty, even if the air seemed to condense, it was suffocating.

The white woman dances the snow shadow sword, and the momentum is majestic. Although she is a woman, she is arrogant and powerful, and she is stunned by the sword. Even if it is a mysterious ice, it does not dare to slap its sharp, but in a state of war and action, the white woman is unparalleled, and the sword rises, and there is a kind of integration into the world. The feeling, all in one, the sword pointed, the invincible!

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"The dragon is out of the sea, the water is amazing!"

Xuan Bing Qing Bian screamed, the lake was full of water, and the white woman quickly retreated, but was still frozen by the black ice. The black ice was screaming, the sound was soaring, and the sky was overwhelming. It is Jiang Chen in the ancestral tower. It is the feeling that the ancestral tower is shaken in the mountains. Fortunately, he hid in the ancestral tower and was spared. The surrounding area was ten miles, all frozen, and the scene was quite scary. .

"boom--"

Along with the sound of deafening loud noise, the white woman in the ice crystal shattered the mysterious ice, but on her pretty face, she also showed a pale color, a sword smashed the void, the world changed color!