Dragon-Marked War God

"The evil is invincible, haha, we are finally saved."

Dillon said with a big smile, the haze of the long-term accumulation in the heart was swept away. The only thing that failed was the Qing Hezong, which was destroyed, but the Qinghezong was rebuilt. He is the most promising person to become the sovereign. For others, this is bad news, but for him, maybe it is good news.

"I want you to look at me and kill everyone here."

Jiang Chenjian refers to the nine kings, and the taste between the two has also been upgraded to the highest point.

"Humble guy, dare to scream with me, die!"

The white lord looked at the eyes of the Lord and rushed to the nine heavens.

"Da Yan refining! Give me a seal!"

The spirit of Jiang Chen has already broken through the realm of God's respect, and even has faintly reached the realm of the middle of God's respect. Da Yan's refining technique has never been used. It is because of the soul power needed to refine the soul, and it is too energy-intensive. However, Jiang Chen’s Da Yan refining technique can block all the spirits under the divine respect. Although the strength of the white lord is strong, his avatar is impossible to surpass the sacred position, so Jiang Chen has Confidence can keep it out of the way, leaving him with no choice.

"this is……"

The white lord of the Lord gave a slight glimpse, and the next second was completely settled by the Great Refining Spirit, and Jiang Chen was a light smile.

"I said, you only have to watch the drama. The people here are damned. They should all be under the 18th floor."

Jiang Chen slashed his sword and killed thousands of people without leaving the line. The entire Qing River sect, sorrowful and sorrowful, screams and screams.

The eyes of the white lord, the eyes of the Lord, the anger of the sky, made him feel that his majesty was greatly challenged, and he was able to escape the shackles of Jiang Chen’s refining and soul rejuvenation. Completely suppressed, white lord, can only watch, one by one strong degenerate, dust, god, heaven, god, kingdom... no exception!

"Save me, honor the Lord, I don't want to die."

"Respect the Lord, save us, Qinghe Zong can't be destroyed, Linhe can't give in."

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

"Jiang Chen, you can't kill us!"

"Respect the Lord, ask you to be merciful and save us."

Li Batian, Dan Feng Danfeng, Dillon Huai and others, all face pale, Jiang Chen a sword blood stained 800 people, Qing Hezong has those other sects who came to Qinghe Zong to seek blessing, all by Jiang Chenyi Sword killing, one by one, down, Qinghe Zong, really destroyed, Shen Danzong and Ghost Eyes and other people who are more than ten sects, secretly glad, but unfortunately not in front of their own sect, but even so They are still dying, and they have to say goodbye to Zongmen. This is the most disappointing. No one has saved them. Even the nine realms can only watch silently.

"Jiang Chen, do you really want to be right with me? Do you think that you can really cover the sky?"

The face of the white lord of the Lord is so cold that he has never suffered such a large humiliation. Jiang Chen actually opened his own ring in front of his own face, completely when he did not exist.

"I just want to be in front of you, killing them, how about?" Hey."

Jiang Chen completely ignores the white lord, and the sword is falling, and the gods and kings are all in the hands of Jiang Chen. It is difficult to have any action. Jiang Chen is unstoppable, killing like a rainbow, less than half an hour, all Everyone is dead and wounded. Except for Xuanyuan's cloak, there is no one. The entire Qinghe dynasty, a dead, and the face of the white robes, is also like a dead gray.

"Xue Liang is old with me, I don't want to kill you. Let's go."

Jiang Chen cold and cold.

Xuanyuan sighs and sighs, even if he has already killed Jiang Chen, but he finally surpassed himself. At that moment, he saw the coldness in Jiang Chen’s eyes, not that there is no trace of feelings, if he is true Desperate, then you will not read yourself on the face of Xue Liang, and still twice.

Xuanyuan's cloak seems to feel the helplessness and desolation of Jiang Chen. Who knows his sufferings and difficulties? At this moment, he finally believed that Jiang Chen was indeed forced to step by step. If it wasn't for the riverside, if it wasn't for the Baizong Alliance, Jiang Chen would be forced to retreat. Who would be willing to be enemies? What? Despite knowing the suffering behind it, who is willing to drift away?

Jiang Chen’s relatives and friends, including himself, are desperate to survive in the desperate situation. He is forced to the limit, so he will kill the Quartet so much, and all the people will be able to stand alone. Jiang Chen is not easy, and the years are not easy.

"Thank you."

Xuanyuan cloak turned away and left, only the sadness in his eyes, he lost, the Linhe world also lost, he lost not only strength, but also human nature, the entire river front forced Jiang Chen into a desperate situation, but he still did not have an avatar Into the magic, the end of the river, in the eyes of Xuanyuan Ming, Jiang Chen has been enough to regress.

"Jiang Chen, you really have to be an enemy of the deity."

The white master respects Jiang Chen. Since he was born, he has never suffered such a shame and shame, and no one dares not to give him the face of the nine realm.

"I don't want to be an enemy with you, but whoever will stop me, I will kill anyone. My father, I can't be persecuted in vain. From then on, I don't owe it to the Linhe world. If there is another sect, I will refer to Jiang Chen. I will kill you for nine days and send you into Qingyun."

Jiang Chen coldly opposes this endless Qinghe dynasty, which has already become a ruin. To a certain extent, this is tantamount to smashing the face of the white lord. The river front is the boundary of his men, but he was actually A half-step of the king of the king of the king, the destruction of the three major sects, and the most powerful Qinghe sect was uprooted, the grass is not born, this is really horrible, it is estimated that it will not take long, it will spread throughout the Dulong County twenty-seven Territorial.

"Well, Qingshan does not change the long flowing green water, Jiang Chen, I remember you, let's walk!"

The white lord can only choose to retreat. He was suppressed by Jiang Chen’s great refining and refining. He did not have any action. Even the identity of the Nine Realm is not enough to make him submit. This face is a big loss. .

Jiang Chen glanced at it, emptied of nothingness, and was endless, and the river was boundless.

Jiang Chen entered the ancestral tower, and Lin Ruyue glared at his father. At that moment, Jiang Chen’s heart was like a knife, and the endless grief was silent. The suffering of his father was for his son. What kind of face does he have to bear with his father?

At this time, Jiang Zhenhai, his arms are gone, and the fracture under his feet is still good. The most important thing is that his eyes are also paralyzed. He couldn’t bear to see his son suffer so much pain. The tears soaked his eyes, it was the inner grievance. Make him blind.