Dragon-Marked War God

"It seems that the news from the West Pole is true. Is this guy really a reincarnation?"

Liao Yunsheng's face is more ugly and his face is grim.

Nowadays, if the tyrant is still a living Buddha, between the waves, the golden light is sprinkled, and there is no fear of Peng Wei’s prestige. The golden light and the boxing shadow are intertwined, and the arrogance of the tyrants is more and more unstoppable.

Between the monk monk and Peng Yu, there is no distinction between the two, the enemy is three, and there is no victory or defeat. The two fight each other to shake the sky again. Every scene is golden and the shadows are intertwined. The power of the monk is once again revealed.

"I heard that the monk came from the West Pole of China. Wouldn't it be the monk who made the top ten temples in the West Pole of China all scalp numb?"

"In all likelihood, this guy is not a brother with Jiang Chen. He is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Jiang Chen disturbs the Zhongzhou godland. The monk monk, who shocked the whole West China, is a headache."

"Yeah, who can think of it, Jiang Chen still has such a big skill. Now even the half of the power of Zhongzhou Shentu is involved in this battle. I don't know who can laugh at the end."

"You neglected the man who is like a shadow, and he is also a very strong character. I heard that not long ago, the place where the Sino-Shenzhen godland and the Nantong Shenzhou bordered, there was a spirit of the demon king, and it was him! ”

Some people are very impressed. Jiang Chen, the three brothers, all have stunts and strong means. Although Jiang Chen has no power to fight again, this monk monk and Han Yan are not able to beat anyone.

"There are a lot of shadows!"

Han Yan holds the imperial soul and seals the magic sword, squatting down, heavy shadows, sweeping over the void, and everyone will be shrouded down.

"Nine-turned piano sound!"

"Gentleman Sword!"

"Day double fist!"

The three can be described as the Eight Immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers, but in the face of the irreversible shadows of the cold, they are all repelled, and they are very embarrassed. The chilling corners of the chilling eyes are flashing a cold color. He has no charity. Heart, the best way to do this is to slap the **** guys directly to kill these **** guys.

"Give me to die!"

The sound of the cold sounds exhausted, the shadow of the magic descends from the sky, so that Yun Ge Yao and Jun Tianqiu and others, the face is quite ugly, very pale.

"Amitabha, the family is compassionate, the donor, the bitter sea is boundless, and the back is the shore!"

A handprint of Buddhism, a strong call, directly dispelled the heavy shadow of Han Yan, dialed the cloud to see the moon.

Han Yan's face was gloomy. This man dressed in a coarse cloth and a robes, his face was grim, his palms were in ten, and his face was indifferent. He stood in front of Yunge Yao and others, blocking the offensive of Han Yan.

"Old vulture, you are really a ghost."

The tyrant's monk is crunching and his face is gloomy. This person, he knows, he is in his hands and dying from the West, and he is not alone.

"The tyrant, you are a Buddhism disciple, but you have repeatedly hurt the people in my door, and you will be shackled. This seat will never kill you."

The monk of Ma Yishen said, the sound is harsh and strict, and the treasure seems to be discouraging the monks from returning to the shore.

"Old vulture, the wishful thinking of your Kaye Temple, do you not know when I am? Is it just for the relics in my hands? If I am going with you, I am afraid that I will not know how to die, a group of people After the Great Leiyin Temple was shattered and the Buddha was broken, how many real monks are there in your Western China?"

The tyrant's monk gnawed his teeth and said that his heart had been complaining for a long time. While he was retiring Peng Yu, he argued with the old monk of Nagaye Temple.

"Amitabha, if you don't want to, then you will be ruined."

As the first seat of the Kaye Temple Discipline, the strength of Wu Yan is almost equal to that of the monk, and he will certainly not have only one person.

"Wu Yan, you don't want to be awkward. In order to chase me, you don't know how many wrenches are made in the back. In front of the world, you have to put on a sense of great justice. Buddha will not forgive you."

The monk monk dismissed and said that the face of Wu Yan is getting colder. This moment is also full of anger, but as a monk, he does not continue to entangle with the hegemonic monk, but with actual action. It shows everything, holding the ring and sticking the knife, ready to play.

"Wu Yan brother, catching the tyrants, my Tianluo Temple is also doing the best. But the people we want to catch, it seems that there is not only one of the tyrants, Jiang Chen, the same abominable, many of our genius disciples died in him. In the hands of the big Leiyin Temple, it can be said that the loss is heavy. This account, I am Zhilian, but will not forget."

The first Dharma House in Tianluo Temple, the Zhilian monk said with a cold face, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Chen’s body. This is a two-pronged battle. Jiang Chen is already a strong end. As long as he wins the monk monk, it is truly a complete success. .

"Amitabha! Two brothers, Shi Yun is late, don't blame, don't blame, take the tyrants, I don't dare to fall behind."

Shi Yun said with a smile, the three powerful monks are targeting the monks and Jiang Chen. This time, all the way, from the West China, they are very incomparable. The hardships, and the purpose is naturally to seize the monks and monks. He has too many things in the temples of the Western Pole of China. They may even change the secrets of the Buddha. No one can enjoy the exclusive worship of the Qiyu Temple. It's made.

Peng Yu and others are all very timid. Originally, he thought that these old monks were the accomplices of the monks, but now it seems that Jiang Chen and the monks of the tyrants will use this Tianluo Temple, Hongyan Temple, and Jiaye Temple. The people are all offended once, which is the best news for them.

"I am the eight-pole doorkeeper Peng Yu. It is really a time for the masters to come. As long as you can hold on to this monk, Jiang Chen will hand it over to us."

Peng Yu said with a smile.

"Amitabha, Pengmen has the heart, this sinful monk, we will not let him defile the pure land of the Chinese territory, the West China, do not need Pengmen and others to work too much."

Wu Yan said calmly, the three looked at each other. They knew that they could only join forces to fight the monk monk at this time. Before letting this guy run away, he could never let him go. These opportunities, but once in a lifetime, the relationship between him and Jiang Chen, they also know, as long as Jiang Chen is still, then the monk monk will not leave, so this time is a double-edged sculpture.

[The one that came out, it’s coming out, the brothers are looking forward to it, and it’s coming soon. When you find the dragon thirteen, you can go to the floating tower. If the brothers are not addicted, you can go to see the new book Sword Fairy. Already more than a hundred chapters, there is an urgent need for brothers to support. 】