Dragon-Marked War God

In the next moment, the emperor released the day and suddenly turned around. As soon as he was forced to retreat, he was in a state of sorrow and sorrow. His strength was greatly weakened.

However, at this time, Jiang Chen began to fight back, the strongest of the six kings, plus a reinvented emperor, this battle, his victory is extremely great.

However, as the saying goes, the dead camel is bigger than the horse. At this time, no one can predict it. At the last moment, what will happen.

Although Jiang Chen has been alleviated, but the emperor Shi Tian and I Fu Tatula, etc., still have a strong offensive, the two sides have fallen into a stalemate, and Prajna is like an outsider, standing there.

Jiang Chen’s eyes looked at the prajna, and raised the sword in his hand and placed it on his own powder neck. In the eyes, with a smile, even more complicated.

"No -"

Jiang Chen’s pupils were tight and his face was amazed, but he was powerless. He could only watch the past and directly wiped out his life, eventually falling over the next nine days.

Jiang Chen's eyes are red, the murder is complete, and the Tianlong sword is clenched. The power in the heart is constantly surging, squatting, and the war is high.

"Give me death!"

Jiang Chen is like a **** squad. Under the wrath, sweeping thousands of troops, the sword twenty-five constantly hits the front, constantly attacking, the sword of no border, in the hands of Jiang Chen, swaying, unmatched.

No one can block Jiang Chen. Now he is like a demon god. He rushes to the Eight Buddhism. The Emperor Shi Tian is directly smashed by Jiang Chen, and the gods are destroyed. The entire floating tower is completely stunned. Lost color, the other six floating sects, also at this moment, fell into the dead, because Jiang Chen’s second sword is an enemy six, a sword out, Wan Jian fold, Tianlong sword brilliant, killing the air All six people were torn by the Tianlong sword, and there was no death. The sky above the entire West Pole Shenzhou was extremely quiet.

Jiang Chen flew away and directly caught the figure of Prajna Buddhism. At that moment, the blood had already dyed her clothes and was dying.

"Why do you want to do this, why!"

Jiang Chen’s eyes looked at the vitality of the Prajna Buddhism, and it gradually became exhausted. She had already broken her own Dantian gas sea. She had split her own spirit and died. Even the gods were weak.

"You are my life, the only meaning, hundreds of millions of years, I don't know how I spent it, but on the roof of Zhoushan, you let me understand that a person should have his own emotions, joys and sorrows, and joys and sorrows. I I have reinvented the emperor's release of the heavens, and the eight Buddhism, like me, the same sister, I can't face them. My hands are covered with blood. In my eyes, there is only darkness, but in my heart, at least you."

Prajna smiled slightly, and the light in her eyes gradually faded.

Jiang Chen held the hand of Prajna tightly, and there was a trace of despair in his eyes.

"I don't know what to do, go to... and deep... you don't have to remember... live me, just like us... never meet..."

Prajna's eyes narrowed, and Jiang Chen's heart sank into the bottom of the valley. A tear fell from his eyes and fell into the eyes of Prajna.

My tears are your tears.

The death of Prajna, for Jiang Chen, the blow is really too big. He has thousands of skills and is unable to return to heaven. At that moment, he realized that he is not a **** at all and cannot change all of this.

"Float Tower, I want you to reincarnate forever!"

Jiang Chen rises from the sword, kills and kills, and tens of thousands of people in the tower of the Buddhism, more than a dozen emperors, more than a hundred emperors, all under the sword of Jiang Chen, became a road of eternal reincarnation The soul of the dead.

At this moment, under the joint efforts of the four-pole **** and the monk monk, they have already repelled the ancestors, but at that moment, the lord and the monk knew that this is not the real ancestor, but only him. It’s just a avatar, even if it’s a avatar, it’s also a chicken-flying dog, a quadruple **** and a monk monk, who dare not take it lightly and do everything.

"Devil, you give me death!"

Jiang Chen has already killed his eyes and went straight to the ancestors. He turned the four-pole **** and the monk monk. The power of six people is like a broken bamboo, so that the ancestors can’t fight any more. The huge black cockroach is also coming. The smaller, the more passive.

"Awful, I want to surrender, you are too tender."

The ancestors snorted and were completely afraid of Jiang Chen and others. Although he was already losing step by step, he was still full of confidence.

"Now, let you see who is the real winner, hahaha."

The ancestors said with a smile, the huge blood mouth, the thin out, two figures, also appeared on the void, Jiang Chen and the monk monk eyes tightened, did not expect these two people, turned out to be the Dragon Thirteen and Han Yan !

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

The monk's monk eyes are sullen, staring at the ancestors, and looking at Jiang Chen, both of them are unusually excited.

"Nothing is impossible. I opened the door of the small reincarnation with the door of the big reincarnation, and put the two of them into the door of the big reincarnation. The two of them did not disappoint me. The three circles and six roads, the billions of creatures, all gathered. In their body, now the strength of both of them, but not weaker than you, Buddha, today's battle, I want you to be completely annihilated, the Buddha, since then, will definitely disappear from the realm of the gods. ”

Jiang Chen tightly clenched his fists. At this moment, the dragon thirteen and the cold Yan, in the eyes, only the blood red color, no accident, the two of them have been completely controlled by the ancestors, this moment, They are in deep trouble, and this war does not know how to continue.

"Let them, my golden body, I am here."

The tyrant's monk said with a deep voice, looking directly at the ancestors.

"Yes? Hehehe, unfortunately, I don't need it, because they are two enough to take you down, my right arm, yes, hahaha. Brothers are disabled, I see who you are the ultimate winner."

The ancestors laughed, and Jiang Chen and the monk monk were caught in silence. No matter who wins or loses, the ultimate loser is them.

"What do you want to do?"

The tyrant's monk clenched his fist tightly. This is his brother.

"You have no retreat, what are you thinking about, isn't it that I have the final say? I won the right arm first, but I can't do it with a few of you. They both swallowed up all of the six reincarnations." Life, even if I control them both, it’s a big deal. You just have to wait to die, this is your only ending."

The ancestors said faintly, but these words, in the heart of Jiang Chen, are extremely sour, let him fall like an ice cave.

"Brother, my brother..."

Jiang Chen muttered, thinking, and this battle, they have no way out.