Dragon-Marked War God

Jinyi Huafu, the sky is full of glory, every character appearing, with superb superiority and arrogance beyond the ordinary people, they are the honorable people of this dance Yangcheng, should be high.

A total of more than 20 male and beautiful men dressed in Chinese costumes appeared in the first batch, and will slowly fall on the huge altar, standing on both sides, in order.

After the emergence of these more than twenty strong men, the sky continued to appear in a row, each of which is the high level of the dancers. Today is the dancer's ancestral ritual, and can qualify to stand on the altar, that is A person with identity.

When I first appeared, I looked more than thirty years old, and my face was full of grace and brilliance. He was tall and tall, his hands were behind him, and he volleyed and walked toward the altar.

"Look, that is the dance of Tianyang, the owner of the dancer, the father of Wu Ningzhu."

"This guy really gave birth to a good daughter."

"Yeah, and he is not weak, he heard that not long ago he was promoted to the middle of the war, a master of the middle of the war, plus the existence of Wu Ningzhu, Wu Tianyang really can go anywhere. It is."

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When the dance Tianyang appeared, it suddenly caused everyone's idea. The owner of the dancer was the real helm of Wuyangcheng. He casually put a fart and danced Yangcheng.

Jiang Chen nodded secretly. The grace of this dance Tianyang is indeed extraordinary. At the very least, it is not the average person who can compare with it. However, if the dance Tianyang is the first master of the dancers, then the strength of the dancer is compared with that of the Nangong family. The gap is not a little bit two points, but if you count the genius of dancing bamboo, and the relationship between the dancers and the Xuanzang Palace, the status of the dancers does not seem worse than the Nangong family.

Therefore, in this southern continent, the dancers are an accident. Without the strength of the Nangong family, they have the same status as the Nangong family.

After the appearance of Wu Tianyang, the high-level dancers of the dancers also appeared one after another. The essence of the dancers is still extremely weak. There are four masters of the war-only spirits, and nearly 20 masters of the late Shendao, all standing on the altar. Above.

At this time, people's eyes are still looking high above the sky. Everyone knows that the protagonist of today is not the people above the altar, nor the dancers of Tianyang himself, but the dancers and the young ladies of the dancers. It has not yet appeared, and the ancestral grand ceremony will not begin.

At this moment, a wonderful sound of the piano slowly sounded, and the sound was already seen in the void. The sound wave just sounded, and the entire Wuyang City was completely quiet.

Jiang Chen’s heart can’t help but move. This sound seems to have a magical power. It’s like a stream flowing in the heart. It’s clear and transparent. The sound of the piano is not urgent or slow. It penetrates into every part of the sky and seems to be integrated with nature. It’s wonderful.

It’s so beautiful, the sound of this piano is so beautiful, and the person who plays the piano is even more imaginable.

The magical hand-sounding dance of bamboo is not a name for the waves.

"Look, Miss Yan Ningzhu appeared."

I don't know who exclaimed, those who are immersed in the sound of the piano, quickly opened their eyes, and then the scene once again fell into an unprecedented calm, because at this time, everyone's eyes are in the sky, a completely independent Above the figure.

Jiang Chen also opened his eyes. It was a wonderful woman who was kneeling on the knees. Although the woman was sitting there, she still couldn’t cover the proud figure. She was wearing a tight black dress with a large white snow on her neck. The chest is proud of the peaks full of wild beauty, a black hair like a waterfall straight down the waist, supple and dry, her face is covered with a layer of black tulle, making the beautiful face looming, but with Jiang Chen's eyesight It is already possible to see the delicate and impeccable face through the black crepe.

The woman's eyes are very bright and bright, just like the stars in the night sky. Any dazzling colors cover up more than her fascinating glory. Even the well-informed Jiang Chen has to admit that the South American first beauty, It really is worthy of the name.

The beauty of the dancing bamboo is different from the morning rain. The morning rain is an ice lotus. It is holy and ethereal, and it is thoroughly sorrowful. The dancing bamboo is full of wild beauty. Any action is accompanied by a feminine charm. She is like a completely independent rose, can bloom in an endless color at any time, such a woman, the attraction to men is simply fatal.

At this moment, Wu Ning bamboo knees sit on the knees, and the delicate jade hands constantly shake the strings in the arms. It is a black piano, and even the strings are black, and her own style is matched to the extreme.

The sound of the piano is flipped, like a jade bead, crisp and sweet, and the person can't help but feel refreshed. The pair of jade hands dance like a butterfly on the strings.

"Beautiful, it's beautiful."

"The wonderful hand sounds are well-deserved, her voice is fascinating, and she can't help but feel refreshed. But it is said that the great thing about dancing bamboo is the change between the sounds of the piano. The beautiful piano sound can soothe the soul. But at any time you can change to the murderous magic sound, which makes you hard to defend."

"Today, Wuyangcheng can see such a beautiful person, and it is not a trip. The only fly in the ointment is the veil on the face of Wu Ningzhu."

"Where, how can you be so unsatisfied, how can you see such a world is not enough? As far as I know, the veil of dancing bamboo has never been revealed, because no one has this qualification. ”

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All the men can't move their eyes. In their opinion, it is enough to see this legendary person far away. I dare not have other inconsistencies.

The rhythm of Wu Ningzhu lasted for a few minutes, and then slowly fell. The guqin in her arms disappeared into a black mang, and the dancing bamboo slowly stood up. The tall and proud figure was fully revealed. The mysterious figure is just about letting people have a nosebleed.

Dancing Ningzhu lightly raised the eyes, glanced at the people below, the star-like gaze with the magical attraction, then, dancing the bamboo and lightly stepping, and Nana went to the altar.

When Wu Ningzhu was about to go to the altar, an old man appeared from the sky and came to her side. The old man was wearing a gray robe, and his face was indifferent. He did not say a word, just followed the dance. Behind him, the dancers saw the old man and all of them bowed, even if they danced in Tianyang, they would also like to say hello.

"Look, that person is the elder of the Xuan Zang Palace. It is already the cultivation of the late Ling dynasty. Such masters have appeared in the ancestral ceremonies of the dancers. The dancers are too faceless."

"That's all the face of dancing bamboo. Nowadays, the dancing bamboo is not only the big lady of the dancers, but also the first talent of the Xuanzang Palace. It is highly valued by the top of the Xuanzang Palace, and it is also a late master of the war spirit. Of course."

"Look, the ancestral grand ceremony is about to begin."

Some people laughed and talked, and everyone’s eyes fell on the altar.

"Haha, the dancer's ancestral ceremonies are really lively. I don't know if you welcome the law."

At this moment, the sudden change, a very loud sound suddenly sounded from the far air, the sound of roaring came and went, a cloud drifted over the sky above Wuyang City, such a big movement, immediately attracted the attention of everyone, people's eyes Falling on the black cloud, you can clearly feel the sorrow of the sky.

Oh.

The clouds were scattered, and the four figures appeared in the sky at the same time. Looking at the four people, they were wearing strange shapes. When they saw it, they were not human. When they were first, they held a lupin in their hands, wearing a raincoat and a long head. Long feathers with a smile on the face.

The other person, like the giant tower, grows to the extreme, and looks like a human being, but it is also a human figure, but it is no different from a bear.

In the third place, the body was thin and straight, and a pair of eagle eyes were full of sharpness. It was already a gloomy face, and it just happened to have an eagle's nose.

The last one, a wide black robe, embroidered with bats, and two black ears covered with looks, extremely ugly.

However, the momentum of the four people is extremely tyrannical, and the one that succumbs to the extreme, all of them are all masters of the late War Spirit.

In this southern continent, the Terran and the Yaozu are in the same position. Nowadays, the dancers perform the ancestral rituals, and the masters of the Yaozu suddenly appear. At first glance, they are not good.

The old man next to the dancing bamboo saw the four people, his face changed dramatically.

"The clouds in the crane, the violent mountain bear, the iron wing eagle, the black heart bat, the demon king temple eight big guards came four, do not know the four guards so laborers moved to the city, so-called what."

The old man said loudly that the Xuanzang Palace and the Demon King Hall were hostile forces, and the tops of each other were very familiar. The Eight Great Laws of the Demon King Temple is famous for it. It is almost impossible to bear no one to know. Today, the dancers perform the ancestral rituals. The people of the demon palace have come, it seems that they are not calm.

"Single, we are here today, not for you, but for the girl who dances. The owner of our house has been coveted for Ms. Wu Ningzhu. I don’t know if Miss Yan Ningzhu can follow us."

The crane in the cloud holding the lupin fell on the body of the dancing bamboo, saying that it was not salty or not.

"Let's go, the saints of our Xuan Zang Palace, you can be touched by your Yaozu."

The name of the old man was called Shan Ying. Hearing that the demon king temple had actually hit his mind on the dancing bamboo, it was really furious.

"Today is my dancer's ancestral ritual ceremony. I didn't expect it to directly alarm the demon king's temple. The eight big guardians came four. Look at your squad, it should be a fight."

Wu Ningzhu spoke up, and the clear voice was full of power, and there was a kind of temperament that did not allow the eyebrows.

"Haha, Miss Yan Ningzhu is really smart, but you only said that it is half right. We are not fighting, but to kill people. Today, this dance city, all killing light, one does not stay, by the way, the dancer girl takes Go back to the Lord."

In the clouds, the crane opened the door and said, his voice just fell, the original glory of the sky began to black clouds rolling, endless demon filled in the sky.

"Oh, don't say that my demon king's temple provoked the war. Not long ago, one of your Terran geniuses destroyed a large force of our demon family. Our demon king temple is not a good bully, just by the dancers to worship the grand princes. Give you colors."

The crane in the clouds snorted.

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