Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Chen's palm reincarnation door, at that moment, stepping into the air, pressing Huangtian, because the situation of the smoke and morning rain, is already extremely difficult, between the moments, Jiang Chen volleys, but despite the resistance to Huang Tian The first heavy offensive, but the morning rain has been deeply hurt and pale.

"Little rain -"

Jiang Chen exclaimed, but behind him, the Tibetan front and the ancient songs were all defeated. The horror of the heavens, the heavens, the yellow heavens and the three gods were directly in front of Jiang Chen. At that moment, Jiang The dust is a bit dumbfounded, all lost? Against Heaven Alliance? Did you lose like this?

Jiang Chen is holding the morning rain tightly, but at this moment, no one can make a sound, even the strongest of the ancient songs and the Tibetan front and even the three gods of the morning and the rain have completely lost. Their How many more are the odds?

There is no one, because they have lost.

"Being enemies with the sky, you will never succeed, and you, killing Xuantian, all of you will die, no one can escape the palm of my hand, the will of heaven, forever, no one Reversible."

The sky pointed directly at Jiang Chen, and he shouted and shouted his eyes.

"Kid, I hope you don't let me down, pick it up."

The ancient song squats and throws the door of chaos in the hands of Jiang Chen and Jiang Chen. At this moment, the door of the Warriors, the door of reincarnation, and the door of chaos, the three doors, all mastered by him In the hand.

"It depends on whether you can integrate the triple portal."

Zang Feng gnawed his teeth and said that with the ancient songs, the smoke and the morning rain looked at each other, and the three people painted the ground as a prison, and Jiang Chen was firmly locked in it.

"you guys--"

Jiang Chen’s eyes were slightly stunned, and an unpredictable hunch was born in his heart.

"This is our last chance, husband, you must not let us down."

The three gods of the smoke and the morning rain will firmly lock Jiang Chen, even if it is a heavenly person, it is completely inaccessible.

"The Gate of the Warriors, the Gate of Reincarnation, the Gate of Chaos, this three-door, do you think you can be an enemy of me?"

Cang sneer, strong hit, directly hit the body of Zang Feng, Zang Feng a spurt of blood, deeply hurt, and then, not only the Tibetan front, or even the ancient song, and ultimately the morning rain, all are three people, After repeated damages, Jiang Chen’s eyes were cracked, and his eyes were intertwined with the smoke and the morning rain.

"Little rain!!!"

Jiang Chen’s eyes are cracking, not only him, but everyone is in despair. The morning and the rain, and other people’s hopes are bet on Jiang Chen’s body. This is their only hope.

"I believe that you will succeed, husband, oh -"

The blood of the smoke and the morning rain filled the face of Jiang Chen. Her face was more and more dim, and the heart of Jiang Chen also sank into the bottom of the valley.

"I will not let you down."

Jiang Chen’s eyes were cracked, and his eyes were blue, and his palms were tight together, and he began to devour the triple door.

Ancient songs, Tibetan fronts, smoke and morning rain, facing the offensive of Heaven and others, they held the last line of defense and left enough time for Jiang Chen, but they exchanged their lives.

"Big Brother, why do you believe him so much?"

Zang Feng looked at the ancient song and asked in a low voice.

"Because of his life, I can't see through."

The ancient song whispered.

"Three sisters, what about you?"

"Love a person, no reason."

The smoke in the mouth of the rainy mouth overflowed with a touch of blood, but the face was filled with unprecedented happiness.

Jiang Chen knows that he can't afford to lose.

Jiang Chen is crazy and roaring, constantly blending the door of the Warriors, the door of reincarnation, and the door of chaos. At that moment, the triple door is completely integrated by him, and his strength is also at this moment, breaking through the realm of the gods. The triple portal directly pushes Jiang Chen to the peak!

But at that moment, the three people in the morning and the rain have been completely killed by the sky and others, and the flesh and blood are blurred. Among the eyes of Jiang Chen, the blood is shining, and his most beloved person is killed by the heavens. His heart has already sunk into the sea.

"You all have to die!"

Jiang Chen slowly raised his head and stared at the sky and other people, and began a crazy impact. At that moment, although it was the dust of the gods, the other party was the power of three people, facing the sky, the sky and the yellow sky. Jiang Chen is still a glass of water, his heart is full of anger, full of anger, the death of the smoke and the rain, stimulating his heart, the death of prajna, once again filled his heart with sorrow, now even the integration of the triple door It has made the realm of the gods, but he still can't let the smoke rain, let the prajna reborn, not even the opponents of heaven and other people.

"睟天印!"

"The sky is printed!"

"羡天印!"

"Red Sky India!"

"Xuantianyin!"

"Ling Tianyin!"

"Yellow Heaven!"

"Qingtianyin!"

Jiang Chen’s hands in the hands of the seals, urging the power of the road, straight out of the nine days, nine heavy roads, eight overlapping prints, directly to the blue sky and Huang Tian all overturned to the ground, but the last one, Jiang Chen can not evolve The sky is still standing in the middle of the sky, facing the Yantian Seal of his own, and simply ignores it.

"I want to defer the world and seal me, I am crazy, I am the sky, I am the only god, I am the master of this godland, no one can compete with me."

The sky is full of pride, even if Qingtian and Huangtian are all defeated in the hands of Jiang Chen, but he is still calm, and even forced Jiang Chen into the desperate.

"Why, why is this..."

Jiang Chen muttered.

"I can't be defeated, Lingtian Daoyun, heaven is impermanent, I can't be defeated, I have to avenge the rain, for the heavens and the earth, Xiaoyu, I must not let you die like this, I must defeat the sky, I must kill the light. All of them, I must save you back."

In the eyes of Jiang Chen, full of tears, his Ling Tian Dao Yun, at this moment, constantly changing and constantly growing.

When Jiang Chen raised his hand, he once again saw the old man, the old man who appeared on the starry sky of the Kyushu fairyland.

"The impermanence of the heavens and the earth, the turbulence of the years, the prosperous of the Qiankun, the chaos of the town. Avenue, one."

In the mind of Jiang Chen, there was a figure in the way, constantly passing through his mind, as if there had always been the same.

"Ling Tian Dao Yun, the heavens and the earth are in my hands, my way is heaven, my heart is God!"

Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes and murdered the sky. At that moment, his Lingtian Taoyun completely broke through the shackles. He knew that his own Tao Yun finally broke through the limit. His Tao has evolved into a broad road. A avenue that ignores the sentient beings of the heavens and the earth.

"Cangtianyin! Lingtiandao! Give me death!"

Jiang Chen reveals the light, the palm of his hand moves, caressing the earth, a very large handprint, descending from the sky, at that moment, directly killing the sky.

"No, this is impossible -"

Qingtian and Huangtian looked at each other and were full of despair. However, between Jiang Chen’s hands and the two powerful gods, they were completely annihilated and turned into dust.

"Jiang Chen, it seems... has surpassed the realm of the gods!"

Dragon Thirteen murmured.

Jiang Chen has a thousand miles and looks at the mountains and millions of miles.

Looking back, Jiang Chen’s mouth tilted slightly, and when he raised his hand, his eyes were full of light rain.

When the palm of the hand moves, the morning rain is like a starlight gathering. It appears in front of Jiang Chen. The ancient songs and the Tibetan front are also the same. As far as the coming, the eyes are full of hope.

"You're back."

Jiang Chen looked at the confused morning rain and smiled.

"The realm of the gods is not the end."

"So what are you now?"

The smoke in the morning has not returned from the rebirth of the resurrection. Jiang Chen turned his hand and moved her back.

"You can call me Da Yan saint. This grass and wood are all in my eyes. The Three Realms are also in my eyes. My Ling Tianzhi is completely complete, and the gods are not in my eyes."

Jiang Chen smiled and said calmly.

"They are all dead in the sky?"

Zang Feng said incredulously, but it is.

"Unbelievable. Unbelievable."

The ancient song looked at Jiang Chen silently, his eyes were extremely complicated, but he nodded.

"French, from now on, we can be together forever."

The smoke in the morning rains and weeping. At this moment, she is no longer a strong man in the realm of the gods, but a little woman with a pear and rain.

Prajna looked far away at Jiang Chen, the smile on his lips, full of harmony, just looking at him from afar, did not seem to want to bother him.

Jiang Chen nodded, opened his arms, danced bamboo, smoked morning rain and other people, all of them tightly embraced Jiang Chen.

For a while, it’s fun.

Jiang Chen slowly raised his head and looked at the stars.

Jiang Chen's palm of the river Tuluo, Xuanhuanglongjia, above the tortoise shell, the dragon shadow emerges, two lines of ancient characters, jumped on.

"Hongjun turned into sand and became a smoke. I don't see the world."

"Since then, this world is Genesis."

Jiang Chen muttered.

Beyond the gods, what he saw was already the entire three realms, but a dusty sand.

"Three brothers, you are coming, but it is too late, hahahaha."

The old man above the starry sky said with a smile. At that moment, no one but him could hear it.

"Pangu opened the world, Hongjun is the world, then I will come to the town by Jiang Chen."

............

Three hundred years later, Zhongzhou Shentu, above Lingyue Mountain, in the middle of the river.

In this sacred world, no one does not know Jiangfu, Jiang Chen only broke the blue sky, above the sky, fighting the nine scorpions, and annihilating nine days, and finally stood at the peak of the gods, admired by the world, and robbed the world again.

Among the courtyards where bamboo and stone walked, the old yellow **** was sitting in a rocking chair and watching the ten little guys in front of him practicing, very leisurely.

"I have to give me a good practice. I can’t help but suffer from a bitter flesh. You didn’t bully me at first, but now it’s finally my turn, hehe.”

Rhubarb smiled slightly, holding a ruler in his hand, and the ten teenagers were rigorous and meticulous.

"Jiang Zuo, you are standing for me."

"And you, Jiang Xiaoyu, no more honest, can't see me pumping you."

The rhubarb is arrogant and prestige, but these youngsters are all roots and strangers. Compared with the Jiang Chen of the year, they are not too much to be allowed, and they will become the top strong in the future.

Rhubarb can not help but sigh, the tiger father has no dogs.

But at this moment, the rhubarb is a moving look, looking at the thin teenager behind the stone carving, the boy's face is sallow, but his eyes are very tenacious, and even sad.

"Hey, Longsheng nine sons."

Rhubarb couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

The thin teenager saw the rhubarb noticed himself, and he clenched his fists and quickly ran away. He leaned back against the vermilion door, and his eyes were covered with tears, stubborn and determined.

"Hey, Uncle Huang, I will let you know, I am, no waste!"

The tears on the face of the young boy, from the top of Lingyue Mountain, went quietly and disappeared between the voids.

Jiang Chen, sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes and searched the Three Realms, but still could not find the figure of *, his heart became uneasy.

Since surpassing the gods and entering the Dalai saints, Jiang Chen has never been able to find a figure in the three realms. However, where did you go?

Jiang Chen emptied, until the starry sky, looking at two incomparable stars, worried in his heart, said with a grim face:

"Big brother, my child is not in the Three Realms, what is going on?"

"Everyone has their own destiny. Although we are the masters of this endless void, the universe is too big. Even us can't cover everything. The fate of * can't be seen."

Hongjun said faintly.

"*, my child, where are you?"

Jiang Chen muttered, endless starry sky, a thousand miles, but Jiang Chen still can't find the figure of *.

[A sigh, Jiang Chen’s story has been written, and many of them are sad. At the end, I made up for the great supreme regret. I will not write the story of * in the future. I want to see the fate. Thanks to the brothers for more than four years, the dragon war god. Being able to achieve such results can not be separated from your stars. Today, readers have asked me, is the Dragon War God finished? I said no, if this is the end, there is indeed regret. There are many pre-trolled characters in the Dragon War God. Throughout the article, you can sing, such as the Emperor Xian, the Emperor of the Immortal, the Emperor of the Nether, the Emperor of the Qin, the gold The Great, and so on, these people exist in an era, that is, the ancient fairyland, I have always wanted to write the characters of that era, so I intend to start from tomorrow, write the story of the previous life of the Rhubarb, the character of the generation of Longyang To be precise, the Longyang demon emperor should be the second world of rhubarb, the rhubarb is the third world, the guardian of the tomb is the first world, and the dragon and the emperor chapter will be opened tomorrow, I hope the brothers continue to support, in addition, the sword fairy is on, Lao Su’s new book, I hope to see the dragon brothers, turn around, let’s see them. 】