Dragon-Marked War God

Linhejie, Xuanfengzong!

At the top of the mountains, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi stood proudly above the lonely peak. He was worried about his heart and his mind was turned around. His eyes looked deep into the void and he did not know what to think.

At this moment, Xuan Qing’s face is dignified and extremely incomparably severe. At this time, the Xuanfengzong has also become stormy, and several sects around it have been hit hard, and they have been completely devastated. They are all destroyed, obliterating all existence, and that is difficult. The wind, I do not know when it will be shaved to his side, Xuan Fengzong is estimated to be difficult to escape bad luck.

More and more Zongmen are already threatened by death. I don’t know when I will have the hope of seeing the sky again. Now the entire riverside world is already in danger. They simply don’t know when they will suffer the disaster. Many people have begun to seek to live, because this martyrdom, do not know when it will be scraped by their side, take away, will only be more and more lives.

Xuan Fengzong is now at the center of the martyrdom, and even more and more people in the sects have begun to feel heart-wrenching. Some people have already prepared to leave the ancestral hall. Xuanfengzong is the most difficult place in the entire riverside. Even let more people want to get out of the way, so as not to suffer the catastrophe.

Xuan Qing is looking at the great rivers and mountains of Xuan Fengzong for thousands of miles. He can't help but feel awkward. With his strength, how can he counter this martyrdom that doesn't know where to blow? Even the Zongmen, which is stronger than them, has disappeared, and there is no trace of it. If this continues, he will only get more and more difficult, and he will be annihilated at any time. The entire sect is destroyed. It is impossible.

Xuan Qingming’s eyes are cold and faint. If Xuanfengzong is one of the best sects in the entire riverfront, his strength has reached the peak of the king’s kingdom. Such a force can be said to be almost in the entire riverside world. It’s all drought rivals, but even the nine realms of the Lord are not ignorant, so Xuan Qing’s heart is even more embarrassing. Perhaps this power is shocked by the nine realms.

"Xiao brother, you have been here for three days, seeing your heart is heavy, this time the crisis, do not know when it will be able to pass, I do not know why there will be mysterious strong people to the river front so killing."

A low voice appeared in the ear of Xuan Qingming. It was Jiang Zhenhai and Jiang Zhenhai’s face. He also knew the current situation, which was quite difficult. The Xuanfengzong was deep in the depths of the water, and he did not know the next riverside. Who will be the people who will suffer, and what kind of means they will make.

"Our Xuanfengzong, I don't know if I can get this past, the riverside, the crisis."

Xuan Qing is not full of emotions, and his mouth is bitter and difficult to stop. As a lord, the life and death of Xuan Fengzong is his most worrying thing. He will be a big man in the sky, and Xuan Qing’s eyes are deep and hot, even if it is thousands. What is the fear of a knife?

"Now I can only hope that this martyrdom will cross us. The mysterious man's actions are incomparably mysterious, but not all sects will be poisoned. You can rest assured that Xuanzong, now the Xuanfengzong, is also me. Jiang Zhenhai’s home, I will definitely swear to guard, our Xuanfengzong, is not bullying, hahahaha.”

Jiang Zhenhai said with a big laugh, his arrogance, so that Xuan Qingming is extremely valued, like his child Jiang Chen, two people are calm and calm, not a sinister trend, even in the face of such a dilemma, Jiang Zhenhai also Being able to smile easily is really something that people have to admire. But in the end, it is not in its place, and it is not in its own right. If he is in his own position, it may not be so simple.

However, today's Jiang Zhenhai, but more powerful than his strength, has reached the level of God's respect, Jiang Chen's triumphant Dan, really is extremely strong, this point, let Xuan Qing Ming are sighing There is such a good son, it is indeed a lot worse.

Now Jiang Zhenhai's strength is the most powerful existence in the entire Xuanfengzong. It has become the existence of the elders of the elders, but Jiang Zhenhai has never had any shelves, and his favorite lover, between the mountains and the water, is easy. Practice, but has reached the level of God's respect, Xuan Qingming knows that this is completely incomparable.

Xuan Qing muttered in the heart, if Jiang Chen is there, it is estimated that the current situation, at least not as bad as it is now, between the hearts of the people, is to make everyone feel awkward.

"The bones are not afraid, you have to stay innocent!"

Xuan Qing said with a serious look, he will never lower his eyebrows. If this war really falls on the head of Xuan Fengzong, then he will definitely die.

People die lighter than Hong Mao, or heavier than Mount Tai. He does not ask for the name of Qing history, but he is innocent.

The wind and rain are coming, the wind is full of buildings, and the burden on Xuan Qing’s body is getting heavier and heavier.

"Reporting the lord, Master Yang Jian returned!"

A close-knit disciple of Xuan Qingming said with a smile on his lips.

"Go, go to the hall and say."

Xuan Qing's face was a joy, nodded slightly.

"No, Master, I have already come."

A blue figure, the wind rushed to the sound, turned into a streamer, the wind and drink.

The man in blue, the temperament is unparalleled, the style is polite, the eyes are shining with the fine light, and the domineering side leakage. At this time, Yang Jian, the strength has reached the half-step gods, even turned out to be Xuan Qingming, all of them are not bad.

"Good apprentice, haha, good apprentice."

Xuan Qing is very gratified to say that Yang Jian at this time is already blue and even stronger than his own strength, which makes Xuan Qing very incomparable. This is the biggest happy event. For Xuan Fengzong, it is worth celebrating. .

"After life is awesome."

Jiang Zhenhai nodded and said that when he saw Yang Jian, his eyes became softer. Even some people who missed his son Jiang Chen did not know where he was. Whether he knew people were warm and cold, his heart was full of concern. The child is worried about a thousand miles, and Jiang Zhenhai is the one who is father and mother.

"Jiang Lao."

Yang Jian slightly decapitated and said to himself.

"It’s really the waves behind the Yangtze River, and the waves are stronger than the waves. Haha. I am so sad, very comforted."

Xuan Qingming sighed with relief, even though the danger was imminent, but Yang Jiantu returned, his heart was full of gratification, and now his strength has surpassed himself, and he is a master of his life. This is his life. Pride and glory.

"The master taught well, Yang Jian was unforgettable. At this time, I heard that the rivers and rivers were swaying, and I was afraid that the Xuanfeng dynasty would be difficult. Yang Jian did not dare to neglect, and returned home and night, only to protect the Xuanfeng dynasty, and die."

Yang Jian is kneeling on one knee, even if the strength is higher than Xuan Qingming, he still adheres to the teacher's grace and squats on the ground.