Dragon-Marked War God

"The eighth layer! This is the power of the eighth layer of blood. Long Haoyue is really too strong. This is the strongest one of the dragons and even all races so far."

There are dragon masters who are extremely shocked and can't help but give a thumbs up.

"Yeah, Long Haoyue is the star of hope for our dragons. It is absolutely unexpected and reasonable."

Someone said with pride, full of emotion.

"In the end, the strength of Long Haoyue is still strong enough. Otherwise, how can there be eight layers of blood? The power of blood is so powerful, he estimates that he can be compared with the elders. Such people are destined. It will not be mediocre. This time, the dragon banquet should be the battle of the dragon and the moon. If you win the first, he is the true pride of the dragon."

More and more people are extremely excited in their hearts, and even more excited than they have reached the eight layers of blood.

Above the square, I remembered the warmth of congratulations. Most of them were sighing the strength of Long Haoyue. This kind of blood force is not something that anyone can achieve. It is destined to become the Dragon Dragon in the sky. The pride of the child.

Long Haoyue has become a high-profile existence. At that moment, he seems to enjoy this feeling, and no one dares to challenge him, no matter how strong, at least now in the blood, even the Donglong’s fierceness, north The impermanence of the dragons is all in the hands of Long Haoyue. Needless to say, the power of the blood means the inheritance of the dragons, and they have a stronger blood force. Who is the supreme being. The strength of the ten layers of the blood of the Zulong Emperor is impossible for anyone to achieve. It is the blood of the Zulong, the only bloodline!

"This guy, it seems to have some meaning."

His eyes narrowed and he lost to the dragon in the blood, but it does not mean that he will lose.

The impermanence is also a look at Long Haoyue, his mouth smirk, this time threatened to win or lose, but some are too early, although Long Haoyue occupied the limelight, but may not be able to laugh at the end.

"Yu Sheng defeated, now asserts that some are too arbitrary, the last person to laugh is the best of the small."

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Long Haoyue naturally noticed the fierceness and impermanence. The two guys looked up at the proud head and were unruly. Among the crowds, they were also standing out.

"The moon is good."

Long Xiaokun’s mouth is slightly tilted, and the excitement is getting more and more. These two guys who don’t know how to be good, you will know later, how terrible my brother is.

"It seems that no one can surpass the dragon's moon, the power of eight layers of blood, I can't even imagine it, it is terrible."

"Yeah, I just want to not encounter this super big metamorphosis in the Dragon Festival. Otherwise, our situation can be difficult to say, hehehe."

"This time, Long Haoyue should be the most powerful contender for the Dragon Festival."

"That may not be the size of China, the strong is like a cloud, not to mention the people who came to the Dragon Festival this time, not just the dragons."

In the midst of a noisy voice, a young girl stepped forward and jumped out. When her palm fell on the top, it caught everyone's attention again.

"is her."

Jiang Chen’s eyes lit up. This girl was the shadow she had encountered before. She didn’t expect her to be a master of the dragon. She really looked down on her, thinking about the Wanlian Spiritual Bead bracelet that she was injured at the beginning. This girl is not an ordinary person.

At the moment when the shadowy hand of the shadows fell on the top, the scale of the blood force rose again, and it actually reached the strength of the eight layers of blood. It stopped slowly, and everyone’s eyes condensed on the blood-staining platform. Before, the seemingly thin girl was very beautiful, but she was bumpy and said that she was a girl, just because she was thin and thin, but she was very beautiful and even suffocating.

"Shadows really live up to expectations. Hahaha, her blood force is actually the same as that of Long Haoyue. Hey, this time the two Donglong and Beilong guys should have nothing to say?"

The confidence of the dragon people is so high that the two eight-layered blood force is not comparable to the two seven-layered blood force. At this moment, even Long Xiaokun is a self-sighing Buddha. Children, even filled with the color of love.

The same is true of Long Haoyue. When looking at the shadows, it is completely with a touch of color, like a big brother who loves his sister, but serious love, but it is difficult to cover up.

The sorrowful and impermanent face is a bit gloomy. If you say that a person with eight layers of blood is able to calm down, then the blood of the two people is all reaching the eighth floor, which makes their faces A little can't be hanged.

"Hey, what's great, everything has to wait until you enter the Dragon Festival, and now it's just the power to verify the blood. It can't represent everything."

He whispered in a whisper, his voice was not willing to admit, but it was still very hard.

"It seems that this time, there is definitely a good show."

Unpretentious eyes and gaze, watching the dragon and the moon, these two people, is their strongest opponent.

"Hey? Brother, you are here too, come on."

The shadows flickered and looked around. It turned out to be Jiang Chen. For those who were flattering, she was naturally tired of listening. Jiang Chen was the benefactor who helped her to recapture the spiritual beads of Wannian.

"You leave without saying goodbye, I didn't expect we will meet here."

Jiang Chen laughed.

"Oh... I just happened to have something, oh, my brother, you have to try it out. You are a few layers of blood. I didn't expect you to come to the Dragon Festival. It's great."

The shadows are very playful, revealing a pair of innocent smiles, making people feel like spring breeze, pure and innocent eyes, let Jiang Chen heart and love, even the girl’s knives and sorrows are not let go, it is really hateful .

"it is good."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and stepped forward.

Many people are looking at him with great curiosity. After all, there are not many people who have seen Jiang Chen on the discussion hall of the Dragons, and they are only one side, but many dragon masters are quite surprised. I want to know the snowy and clever shadows on weekdays, but I rarely take care of people. It seems that I always have a high-profile attitude. It’s not that she insists on it. It’s just because of her personality. It seems that no one can afford any interest. She can treat a man like this, and even Long Haoyue and Long Xiaokun are very embarrassed.