Dragon-Marked War God

The Tsing Yi woman is full of affectionate look at the youth in front of her eyes. Some of her eyes are only endless love and pity, because he is already dying.

However, in order to keep his soul, she must get the blue light, which is the only masterpiece that can protect his soul. However, she did not dare to approach the statue of the ancient Buddha, because the power in her body would be shaken off strongly. She couldn’t help but face the statue of the ancient Buddha. So she only stayed there and waited for others to get it. The blue light, captured from it, can be protected from the ancient Buddha statue.

When the blue light arrives, it can protect his heart and soul, and the soul will not die.

"I have little life left. If someone finds it, you will leave. Maybe this is my commandment."

The gray robe man said faintly, the voice was weak, and even angry, it became extremely cowardly.

"If you die, how can I live alone? If you die, you will die together."

The woman in Tsing Yi said quietly.

"The reincarnation of the reincarnation, reborn in a hundred years, I am a reincarnation of the living Buddha, but it is only the chosen genius. In the world, how can there be a real reincarnation of living Buddhas? It is only the gimmicks of the top ten monasteries. They just want to get What they want is nothing. Greed and anger are just between the thoughts, the Buddha world collapses, and there are real Buddhas. What they offer is nothing but their own desires."

The young man said with a smile, although life and death are close at hand, but his likes and dislikes are not good.

Jiang Chen’s figure falls into the small world, but it feels a huge oppression. This small world is not the same as the outside law. It is common sense to suppress the strength, but even the power of his soul seems to be It has been checked and balanced, which Jiang Chen has never had before.

Jiang Chen did not dare to neglect and went forward. When he raised his hand and looked at it, he just saw the Tsing Yi woman standing on the cliff. Jiang Chen’s heart was moving and just wanted to go, but the next moment, his The eyes are falling on the gray-robed youth who are close to the eyes of the Tsing Yi women. At that moment, Jiang Chen was struck by lightning!

"Smelly monk, is it really you?"

At that moment, Jiang Chen couldn't even believe his eyes. The person who closed his eyes and raised his spirits was not a monk who was a tyrant. Who is it?

However, the monk monk at that moment, the incomparable ambiguity, the incomparable weakness, the vitality may be cut off at any time, Jiang Chen feels a huge crisis, this guy, how can it be at stake... but Jiang Chen is If you know the person of the legend, you can do it. If he is still alive, then everything will turn.

Jiang Chen couldn't hide his inner excitement, step by step toward the cliff. His eyes were even a little trembling. How many years have passed, how many years of hard work, how many years have passed, their brothers have not been together for many years, never shoulder to shoulder Fighting?

When I learned that there was a possibility of a monk in the West Pole, Jiang Chen was almost rushing here. I only hoped to see him as soon as possible. I could join my brother as soon as possible and fight side by side. Once in the realm of the gods, write down the immortal chapters that belong to them.

It is a pity that the day is not worthy of people. Until this moment, Jiang Chen discovered the traces of the monks and monks, but they always paid their attention to the Emperor. Their brothers finally met again.

"Brother, I am looking for you to suffer."

Jiang Chen murmured, the figure of the monk monk is there, but he feels endless far away, as if every step under his feet is extremely heavy, and it is hard to be like to meet with him. The day is average.

At this moment, the gray robe man slowly turned, but his eyes still did not open, he was too weak, and his eyes were severely damaged, and he could not see the world at hand.

"Get out of here, otherwise don't blame me!"

The woman in Tsing Yi said coldly, the sword pointed to Jiang Chen, but Jiang Chen did not stop, but walked toward them both step by step.

"It seems that you don't see the coffin without tears, then I will send you to Ah Nai Hell."

The woman’s sword flashed and flew out, swallowing like a tiger, and the overbearing atmosphere was crushed down, but it was drunk by the young gray robes:

"Qing Xuan, stop!"

The young man in the gray robe was in the middle of his heart. Although he could not see what was in front of him, he could feel it. He was very familiar and intimate. He was approaching him step by step. When Jiang Chen entered the small world, he would Already inductive, but he does not believe it will be Jiang Chen, until Jiang Chen step by step closer and closer, the heart of the monk monk seems to have restored a huge vitality, constantly shaking, unbelievable.

"Why? Let me kill him, so I can't worry about it."

Qing Xuan said quietly.

"He is my brother."

The monk monk whispered, at that moment, Qing Xuan was slightly shocked, his face was incomparably dignified. When he looked at Jiang Chen again, he was full of doubts, but she knew that the monk monk would never be joking, and it was here. When I was born, how could he help outsiders?

The sword in Qing Xuan’s hand stopped at this moment, and the look was more and more dignified. Brother, is he the good brother that the monk monk often mentioned with her?

Qing Xuan is unbelievable, but the first time he saw it, the hand of the monk monk, at this moment, gently trembled.

"Smelly monk, long time no see."

Jiang Chen held back the tears in his eyes, and looked at the monks who had almost lost their lives in front of him. At any time, he might lose his life, and Jiang Chenxin was like a knife.

He does not say that it does not mean that he does not hurt. He does not ask, does not mean that he does not understand.

"Long time no see, little dust."

The tyrant's monk's mouth slightly outlined a smile, his eyes were slightly moist, Jiang Chen, his best brother, and the closest relative brother.

"You can't see it."

Jiang Chen muttered.

"Brother, it is enough in my heart."

The monk of the tyrant smiled slightly. At this moment, he was no longer the imperial tyrant of the tyrant. He was entangled in glitz. Now he is really like a monk who is not a quiet person. move.

The tyrant's monk is standing upright and sitting cross-legged. There is only endless Buddha in his heart, and nothing else.

"No matter who I am, I will avenge you. No one can hurt my brother between heaven and earth."

Jiang Chen’s face became more and more indifferent, his eyes were full of murderous, and the tragic monks of the tyrants made him angry in the chest. No matter who he is, no matter where he is, Jiang Chen will surely make the man who is the hegemony of the hegemony pay ten times the price!