Dragon-Marked War God

The power of Jiang Chen’s soul covered the entire Wangdi Mountain. At that moment, he saw another person who was very similar to the Nanhua real person, but it was an old man who had to be white, and Jiang Chen’s mind It’s a loud bang, and my heart is screaming.

"Who is that person? Is it a real person in Nanhua? Who is this person in front of him?"

Jiang Chen’s incomprehensible doubts, that person, why Jiang Chen has a very familiar feeling, he seems to look up and look at himself, but full of doubts and incomprehensible.

"wrong!"

Jiang Chen’s face suddenly changed. He suddenly remembered a possibility. The person in front of him is not a real person in Nanhua. Two people are young and one is old. Can it be said that this is the two avatars of Nanhua real people?

Jiang Chen suddenly sounded when the seal entered the Wannian Iron Tree, disappeared without a trace, where did he go? Is it gone, or is it practicing somewhere? Or is it directly erased?

"Be careful!"

In Jiang Chen’s mind, suddenly there was a deafening sound of blasting, with a faint tender voice, Jiang Chen’s face changed. He knew that it was his Tianlong sword and soul.

The Tianlong sword smashed into the iron tree with a smashing atmosphere, but it was still a step backwards, because the iron tree has begun to grow wildly.

When Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, the iron tree blossomed, the branches and branches were infinitely growing, and Jiang Chen was completely blocked.

"You are not a real person in South China!"

Jiang Chen sighed and shouted, his eyes sharp and suddenly became breathing and dignified. He discovered now that this guy, in fact, from the beginning, is calculating him.

"Oh, now I know, it seems that it is too late. I want to cut off the branches of my exquisite treasure tree. It is really whimsical. If the swordsman grows up, maybe I will still be jealous, but now Your soul has grown up, and there is a trace of truth. It really makes me quite surprised. I thought it would be enough to reach the soul of the emperor, but your talent makes me shocked and happy. It’s not known that it’s going to be passed down in the hands.

Nanhua real people are still smiling, it seems that there is no accident, Jiang Chen can find him, it is too late.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Chen said with a deep voice, his eyes staring coldly at Nanhua.

"How do you know that I am not a real person in Nanhua? If I am not a real person in Nanhua, how can you pass on "Nanhua Zhenjing"? Oh, little doll, everything can't be arbitrary, cann't Nanhua real people give you a set? See, no It must be true. Although your morale is not strong enough, but for me, it has already benefited a lot, swallowed up your Tao, and I should change my face."

Nanhua real people said with a smile, all this is under his control.

"So, the sentence is dead, it is directly obliterated by you."

Jiang Dust Road.

"Your soul is still useful for me. It teaches you the "South China Real", and I just want to pursue a trace of truth. Obviously, you have not let me down."

Nanhua real person said with a smile, for Jiang Chen, he just became a stove, used to gather the Dian furnace.

"So, is it true that Nanhua is the real person? Who is the person in the northern foothills?"

Jiang Chen's face is dignified. He has now been confused by this Nanhua real person. What kind of complete set and layout is this, he has no way of knowing.

"Well, let you die and understand, it does not matter. I am a real person in Nanhua, not a real person in Nanhua. My body is this exquisite treasure tree. And my soul is the dark side of Zhuang Zhou, in order to let me Life continued, and Zhuang Zhou made a decision that he could not even imagine, that is, using some of his souls to burn life for me. He claimed to be a happy way, and everything in the heavens and the earth has a law. Yang, rebelling against the sky, but unfortunately, his path has not changed all of this. And I came into being. You can call me a real person in Nanhua, or I can call it an exquisite tree. Hahaha. If it wasn’t for Zhuang Zhou, I would have already reached the realm of heaven and man. Unfortunately, I saved myself for hundreds of millions of years to save him. He took me here, I want to go all out, he However, I have to stop all the way. In the end, I have to go to the end. Hey, he wants to change me. It is impossible. I am who I am, who can help me? What is the truth of his Zhuang Zhou Dao, and his work is not the same? I don’t believe it. I can't go against the sky and regain my weight."

Nanhua’s eyes are cold and cold, and some of them are angry. It’s hard to vent in his heart. In his eyes, he is the supreme powerhouse. As long as he can reunite the Tao, he will have the opportunity to regenerate. Between, Xiaoyao Road will also be his unique heritage.

"So, you want to replace Zhuang Zhou and become a real person in South China!"

Jiang Dian's incomparable dignity, the inner world, is even more shocking.

"Not to replace, I am Nanhua, Nanhua is me, how can I replace it? I have to rehabilitate the road, but the old guy in Zhuang Zhou does not want to, the road to the sky, the enemy, and the enemy in nine days. At the time of his peak, he did his best, and it was really stupid. Without him, I could achieve the supreme path of supremacy."

Nanhua real people said coldly, arrogant to the sky, discouragement is to help the world, no one can look back. This discouragement has already made Jiang Chen extremely shocked, but he is still impossible to rebuild into a happy way.

"You are not Zhuang Zhou, you can't understand, Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, Wang Dichun heart to Du Fu's escape, you are just a glimpse of his thoughts, a soul, you can not become Zhuang Zhou."

Jiang Chen said with a burning gaze.

"Oh, as long as I can rehabilitate the road, even Zhuang Zhou can't be my opponent. You are a mortal who has never crossed the emperor. How do you know my ambition? Zhuang Zhou, I want this world, It’s hard to cover my eyes, I want this universe, surrender in my hands, the unfinished path that you have not done, I will do it for you!"

The real people of Nanhua look to the North Mountain, their eyes are dignified, and they are extremely determined and full of arrogance.

"Next, your soul, your path, all belong to me."

The smog of the real people of Nanhua, the sun-covered sky, the iron tree of Wannian, also at this moment, the flowers bloom everywhere.

Three thousand years, when Jiang Chen woke up again, it was just a short time. But he knows that this creation is not so easy to get.