Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Chen was arbitrarily attacked. The entire Qinghe dynasty, everyone was pale and quickly withdrew from the battlefield. Jiang Chen did not have a trace of compassion. From the moment his father was persecuted by Qing Hezong, Jiang Chen had already decided that he wanted to The entire Qinghe dynasty was completely ruined.

"Jiang Chen, you are a big devil! Thousands of innocent disciples die because of you, do you have no conscience?"

Xuanyuan was cold and cold and asked Jiang Chen.

"My father has sinned, you have to persecut him so much, don't you have a conscience?"

Jiang Chen asked, the word is heart!

Xuanyuan breathed a stagnation, and the look was still cold and trembled.

"Your father is just a person, but I have a sin of the Qing Dynasty."

"Ha ha ha, is it really a slippery world, killing one person is different from killing 10,000 people? Even the nine-day Buddha can't answer such questions. What are your qualifications for Qinghe Zong to promote martial arts here? My father's life is from If you haven't made a mistake, you have always been compassionate and compassionate. What crimes do you have? You answer me. Since you can't answer, let me tell you that your Qinghezong disciples are not as good as my father."

Jiang Chen’s tears swirled in his eyes. At that moment, his inner anger has completely ignited him. What is my father’s sin, and is it to be afflicted?

Jiang Chen raised his head and looked at the sky, and the sword was pointed to Changhong, and the earthquake was soaring.

"Where is heaven? What is fairness? Since you have no way, then I will do the heavens for you. The road of my Jiang Chen is heaven."

The sound of the river dust is nine thousand miles, the heavens and the earth are moving, the sky is full of clouds, the thunder and the lightning are rolling, like the wrath of the sky, to come at this moment.

Even Xuanyuan and others are looking at some dumbfounded eyes. Jiang Chen’s swords are criticized by the sky, attracting thunder, and the momentum is vast and heart-rending.

"How is the sky? My way, only I can work with Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen smiled coldly, not afraid of the lightning and thunder above the sky, and went to Xuanyuan to kill him.

"The five steps of the dragon, step by step!"

Jiang Chen walked smoothly and stepped on the ground. Every step was filled with the sound of the void. Every step, the momentum of Jiang Chen became more successful. In the past five steps, Jiang Chen’s potential has reached its peak, and Xuanyuan Heavy battles, more exciting, war-torn burning, rising and incessant, dead and wounded disciples, there have been more than a thousand.

The anger in Xuanyuan’s center of gravity was also completely ignited. As the person at the helm of Qing Hezong, as the owner of the whole river, he was expected by many people, and Xuanyuan could not lose.

"Xuanyuan, who breaks the sky and who fights!"

The two once again collided with each other. The nine thousand miles of gods fell from the sky, and Jiang Chen crossed the knife and slashed into the sky.

"Done alone!"

Jiang Chen was forced to retreat by Xuanyuan, and his face was pale. After all, it was different from the ordinary middle-class master of the king of the gods. Xuanyuan’s powerful and powerful is also obvious. It can become the first of the Qinghezong, and it is not a name.

"The ancient dragons!"

Jiang Chen was angry and burning, and he was unhappy with his father. He screamed for his father. He wanted Qinghe Zong to flow into the river.

The golden dragon blood is filled in the body of the river dust. The ancient dragon's strength has made the strength of Jiang Chen climb to a more powerful and high point.

"A good and powerful dragon clan."

Xuanyuan has a lot of knowledge and has already guessed the means of Jiang Chen. However, he has never seen this dragon clan. The horror is not simple. The dragon is the **** of the state and even the whole god. A super-large race, the power of a family, is enough to change the life of the heavens, the level of the hegemony of the demon kingdom, the real dragon, even the unbeatable emperor of the nine days, they have to give them three points.

Jiang Chen has a golden armor and is filled with golden dragon blood. The ancient dragon technique has been the perfect display at this moment, because Jiang Chen’s body at this moment is already a thing of the past, and everything is even stronger. Everything is as deep as it is. Jiang Chen refines his body with all things, making his body reach an unprecedented height. The degree of fit for the ancient dragons has reached an unprecedented level.

"The sword is one! Three thousand miles!"

Jiang Chen and Tianlong Sword are two in one, the sword is the human, the man is the sword, the lonely sword, the entire Qing Hezong, a golden light, waving down, nine kilometers of mountains, crashing, it is a symbol of the Qinghe Zongzong The face of the **** of the mountain, that is the belief of Qing Hezong.

Jiang Chen became a sword, forcing Xuanyuan to retreat after two consecutive years, his face was awkward, but he felt his strength, it was already incapable, and it was not enough to counter Jiang Chen.

"This guy, is it a dragon? It is so powerful, even I am not his opponent."

Xuanyuan has set off a wave of turbulent waves in the heart, Jiang Chenli can be awkward, at this moment, like the **** of war, the king of nine days, fear of being a tiger!

"A sword is dead!"

Jiang Chen Jianying once again cut through the void, Qinghe Zong thousands of miles of unrelenting mountains, collapsed at this moment, 100,000 disciples, nearly half of the death and injury, mourning the wild, countless disciples in the early days of God, are unable to resist Such a powerful landslide, where Jiang Chen Jianying passed, is not a grass, and between the dead, chasing the soul.

"Jiang Chen, you crazy, are you going to kill?"

Dillon’s eyes are cold and cold, and countless disciples and grandsons have his own people. Qinghezong has become a battlefield for destroying the land, and 100,000 disciples have lost countless in this war, which makes him extremely sad. .

"Jiang Chen, you must not die!"

Di Longqing was also angry. He looked at his grandchildren's disciples, and was killed by Jiang Chen's sword, and the Qinghe dynasty became a mess at this moment.

"This is the sky, the magic star, you must kill it and then fast!"

Li Xie roared, a dozen people joined forces to retreat the 12 fire gods, and once again turned to the fire unicorn, the fire unicorn is difficult to rival, more and more difficult, but he is still struggling, he knows the pain of Jiang Chen, than He is much more.

"How about that, I am acting on Jiang Chen, why do others need to gesticulate? If you kill, you will kill. Qinghe Zong does not stay. I don’t want to name it, it’s a long-lasting scent. If I kill, who can stop me? My father’s pain, Who are you going to pay? You Qing Hezong, the sin of the sin of the river, I will not allow you."

The pain of his father is vividly in sight. Jiang Chen has no merciful heart. Before the massacre of more than 20 large and small ancestral gates, all of them were the ancestral gates that chased him at the end of the world, but his disciple, Jiang Chen was wounded, but the result how is it?

He has the thought of sorrow and sorrow, and he is not a man of heaven and earth. Everything has been a dog. He will kill this Qinghe dynasty, and his blood will flow into a river.