Dragon-Marked War God

The power of the horrible soul, which spreads in an instant, is overwhelming and moving. For a moment, the entire Shihai Ice Palace is enveloped, and everyone has a big change.

"This is... the power of a terrible soul!"

The stunned color of Wu De’s face, the power of this soul almost made him unable to breathe. This is because Jiang Chen’s person is not his, but cold, otherwise he may be directly violent. And died. After all, the full power of the soul of the emperor, the horror can be seen.

"It seems that we all looked down on Jiang Chen."

Yuan Hua’s heart was even more shocked. After he followed Jiang Chen into the Shihai Ice Palace, his explosive power continued to shock himself, and he even reached an unparalleled level. Yuan Hua Xinzhong is even more sighed, his strength is even stronger than Jiang Chen, but compared with him, he is completely incomparable.

The Fujian and Taiwan silently looked at this scene, and the beautiful flashes, slightly picked up. At this time, his eyes seemed to be full of complex looks.

Cold as a smog, trembled, squatting back three steps, the face is unparalleled dignity, the shock and stunned in the eyes, but also overflowing with words.

"puff--"

After the cold, the smoke still did not hold back, and a blood spurted out. The attack of Jiang Chen made him completely hit hard, and his face became extremely ugly. This blood was sprayed out, which means that he is true. It was hit hard by Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen’s gaze was slightly raised. The blow that he had just made, he also made all the stops. The power of the soul was almost instantly emptied, and the enemy suffered a thousand damages. This is cold and unintentional. Because he didn't even dare to imagine before, the guy in the late stage of this god's respect could break out of his own strength, but now it seems that he is a small look at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen has already realized the third style of the gods, but now he, the realm of the soul, is not stable enough. If you force the actual battle to win the third style of the gods, you will probably be countered, but Now it seems that it has no effect, but in a moment his soul power is hollowed out. At this point, Jiang Chen has long thought of it.

However, it is quite worthwhile to capture the coldness of the gods. The coldness is also the face of the face. At this moment, the two people are opposite each other, and no one has taken a step forward. Jiang Chen’s domineering, cold as smoke Calm, they know that the other side is already the end of the strong, this time when the first shot, it is likely to be the first to show the horse.

"铿-"

Cold and soaking, the green steel silver gun in the hand is on the slate, cold and cold looking at the river dust.

"I can push me to this step, and you are proud enough. I don't want to be in the realm of the gods, but I can have such domineering. It really opens my eyes. But --"

"Compared with me, you are still not an opponent, even if you accidentally hurt me with a soul attack, but my soul realm has reached the middle of the gods, so you are not enough to completely obliterate me, but you are already The end of the strong, now, is my time."

Cold and incomparably proud, although he was heavily wounded by Jiang Chen, but the ultimate loser will still be Jiang Chen, because he has already felt the strength of Jiang Chen, there is no more than one, although the blow was strong However, he also sent himself to the land of eternal annihilation. Without the power to fight back, this blow is not enough to kill himself, then he will never have any chance.

"Whoever laughs at the end, who is the real king, compared with me, you are too tender."

Cold as a cold sneer, twisting the silver gun, and approaching Jiang Chen again. This time, Jiang Chen’s strength is indeed worse than before, but at this time, Jiang Chen was already at the time of the battle, and laid the Shura sword array, one hundred and zero. The eight-handed peak artifact is finally to be fully displayed at this moment.

Jiang Chen knows that the horror of the 108-year-old Fengyuan artifact is enough to make the Shura sword array ten floors higher, but he can support it, at most, it is the ten-day time, to completely control the one hundred and eight handles. The power required by the Fengyuan artifact is too big. It is not the current Jiang Chen's ability to complete it completely. If you want to be able to display the Shura sword array, then at least his strength must be perfect in order to reach the royal kingdom. Show it out.

But now, Jiang Chen can only guarantee that he will hold the ghost prisoner Ashura swords and hold the ten-day time, but this time is enough to kill too many people, even if it is cold, afraid that it is not a problem. .

"Death!"

As cold as a roar, the silver gun flew, and fell vertically and horizontally. It directly forced Jiang Chen to retreat dozens of steps, and it was awkward. However, at this moment, Jiang Chen reached out and grasped the sword array, which was also instantaneous, silent. Between the interest rates, he had just completely arranged the formation method. As long as he had a heart-warming movement, the one hundred and eight-handed peak artifacts would completely erupt.

"Shu Luojian, Kai!"

Between Jiang Chen’s thoughts, Xiu Luojian’s formation, the instant formation, and the appearance of the hundred and eight-handed peak artifacts also made the cold and smokers become dignified again. This gun was directly stopped by the Shurao sword. And Jiang Chen has already withdrawn from the formation.

"One hundred and eight handles of the peak of the Yuan artifact, really is a big hand."

Cold as a smoky eye, although the peak of the Yuanyuan artifact is rare, but he is not in the eye, because he has his own mixed treasure, so this peak element artifact, at most, more, just so many peaks Yuan artifacts, gathered together, can really beat themselves? Cold as smoke does not feel so.

"It’s so horrible, there are so many peak artifacts, this guy is the real life winner."

Wu De said with a glance at his eyes. At this time, he couldn’t wait any longer. If Jiang Chen could give himself a few, the swords of these peaks and artifacts all reached the peak, and they were the real top soldiers. From the ordinary peak artifacts, it seems to be even better, because Wu De can see that these peak artifacts are almost all the best materials, and there is no trace of impurities, and have not experienced the real temper, it is impossible to have such The edge.

"There are so many peak artifacts, this guy is really a little scary..."

The Fujian and Taiwan murmurs said, even they did not expect that Jiang Chen had a backhand at this time. He thought he would be hit by cold smoke, but now it seems that two people are standing again. On the same starting line, whether it is the spear of Jiang Chen or the thick shield of the cold, the confrontation between the two is once again raised to a higher level.