Dragon-Marked War God

In order to collect the sixteen poles of the gods, the father almost traveled all over the northern Liangshen, and then he gathered the sixteen poles of the gods as his own gods.

Not long ago, he was only able to ask for his father. The power of the sixteen-pole **** flag was enough for him to slaughter half-step gods without falling into the wind, but he could have a **** in a district. What is the **** flag?

Although the heart is extremely unwilling, but the soul of Shaoqian has become abnormal greed, the eyes in the eyes flashing icy and cold, he wants to take all the seventeen-pole gods in the hands of Jiang Chen, then, their own strength, It will definitely be doubled, and what is the foreign leader, he will never look at it again.

"The baby who came to the door, it seems that this is really a heavenly arrangement."

The soul of Shaoqian urged the 16-pole **** flag, the smog whistling, the hurricane sweeping, the tens of thousands of souls raging, the gods and souls gusts of gusts formed, the life locked the dust and fire unicorn.

A sigh of sorrow and turmoil, Jiang Chen did not fear, driving the seventeen-pole **** flag, stirring the void, no wind and no waves, the sixteen-pole **** flag is simple, in the case of Jiang Chen, this method is simple The most important thing is the 16-element artifact level of the gods, which plays a vital role. The souls are raging, the ghosts are overgrown, and the dust around them are all evil spirits. There are tens of thousands of ghosts and evil spirits released. This guy is really a shame.

"If you come to the wind, I will not move."

Jiang Chen is as stable as Taishan, and the seventeen-pole **** 湮 flag dispels the evil spirits.

However, the ghosts and evil spirits roared, and even the fire unicorns were greatly stimulated, and they continued to retreat.

"Twelve Fire Gods!"

Jiang Chen’s eyes are cold, and the twelve gods of fire are surrounded by the sound. The soul is less humbly, and the twelve gods are in the middle of the peak. This is not something that anyone can control. It requires not only a great soul. The power, and the terrible horror, is even more frightening than the master of the middle of the kingdom of God.

Twelve fire gods attacked strongly, and the fire unicorns faced difficulties, and the battle between life and death was repeated.

"Buddha shines!"

Jiang Chen hit the palm of his hand and the light was reappeared. Although the screen retired from the soul, the strength of the other party was too strong, and there were 16 poles of the gods, so Jiang Chen failed to reinvent the soul. Although it was the peak of the king of the gods, but the first half of the battle of Jiang Chen, the gods respected the Tianzhou, there is no such power.

In the face of the counterattack of the seventeen-pole **** flag, coupled with the oppression of the twelve fire gods and the fire unicorn, the soul is less humbly and retreats, and his face is iron and blue. After all, it is still difficult to counter Jiang Chen, but his eyes are murderous. It always exists. The strength of the soul is not strong, but the impact of Jiang Chen makes it difficult for him to return to heaven.

"Don't die, your sixteen-pole **** flag, I want it."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly.

"Hahaha, it’s ridiculous. If you want my **** flag, you are not qualified enough, but it will make me swear by the gods. You are proud enough."

The soul of Shaoqian’s mouth, with a touch of killing color, this moment, he has no mood to continue playing with Jiang Chen, quick-fix, kill this guy, win the ethereal flower and build soul Dan, is The most important thing.

"From the soul!"

Soul Shaoqian used his strongest blow, and it was also the most powerful means of separation from the soul. The soul can stand in the vicinity of the bliss city and echo with the Xuan Shenfu. It is proud of his father’s Capture the gods!

Jiang Chen looks dignified and sticks to the soul. At that moment, he feels that the whole void is over, and it seems to have become a lot dim. The fire unicorn is being forced to retreat. The twelve fire gods are unscathed because they themselves There is no soul.

Around the heavens and the earth, it became dim, and the creatures within a thousand miles, at this moment, all died, the silence of the soul flies, the silence of never surviving!

However, the soul of Jiang Chen is the soul of the emperor. Even if he only recovers 70% of the insufficiency, it is still the soul of the emperor. The soul is less humbly and the soul is photographed. Although it is horrible, even if it is a half-step god, it can Inadvertently obliterated by him, his soul power is far beyond ordinary people, even reaching the peak of half-step God's respect, only one step, you can reach the level of God's respect, but unfortunately, he can't dream, Jiang Dust actually has the soul of the emperor!

Thousands of calculations are not as good as days.

At that moment, the rebellion of the soul of the emperor is enough to make the soul of the soul less humbly hit by death.

"roll!"

Jiang Chen screamed, the power of the soul of the emperor's soul, instantly made the soul of Shaoqian's face pale to the extreme, the brain was blank, the soul was languid, almost in an instant, his soul power was almost wiped out.

"噗通"

The soul of Shaoqian knees on his knees, his eyes are scattered, his spirits are nothing, his breath is closer to the point where the oil is dry, looking at the proud Jiang Chen, the eyes are full of fear and incredible:

"How could this be, how could it..."

When the soul is strong enough to be a certain point, it has no taboos, but his far-reaching real soul is actually easily obliterated by Jiang Chen, or even Jiang Ding’s hand, Jiang Chen is just an involuntary stress reaction, his soul. In a moment of resistance, the spirit of Soochow Young has suffered a death-like blow.

The soul of the emperor is inviolable!

Jiang Chen’s soul power has not been damaged, but the soul of Shaoqian is equal to lifting a rock and licking his own feet. Being rebelled by the soul of the emperor, he said that he is a peak king, even if he is a god, he may not be better.

"Is this your cuddling?"

Jiang Chen’s nose is the same, and he’s still the other way. The soul of the emperor may not be able to bring him great use, but the invisible power has already made Jiang Chen useless.

Looking at the body and soul of the soul and the humility, Jiang Chen has no mercy, and the weak meat is strong. This is the law of survival.

Soul Shaoqian wants to set Jiang Chen to death, but in the end it is dead, this is called real retribution. Jiang Chen’s heart is also very excited. The 16-pole gods and flags are all in hand. They are all Yuan artifacts. Now, thirty-three poles are in the hands of the gods, and Jiang Chen can finally arrange the gods!

"I am not willing, I..."

The soul of Shaoqian fell to the ground, the soul was gone, the soul flew away, this moment, his life, also completely ended.

The Soul Mountain, away from the soul!

On the top of Mount Laoshan, a thin old man with white hair, standing on the top of the mountain, like a thunder, breaking the sky, the voice of grief, as if to penetrate the human heart.

The soul of Wanshan roared, and there were more than a dozen mountains of dry bones, all of which were crushed and collapsed. Cangshan collapsed, Wanquan turned back, and all the disciples from the souls were returned. The whole souls were all overwhelmed. The sadness and coldness of the cold.

"No matter who you are, I want you to smash the corpse, and always reincarnate!"