Dragon-Marked War God

"What do you mean?"

Mo Ling Dongchen looked at Jiang Chen and asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, so many artifacts, aren't they what you mean?"

Long XIII seems to have heard something in Jiang Chen’s words.

"The tangible and innocent, these artifacts have been eroded by the years. Even the spirits are no longer there."

Jiang Chen shook his head.

Sure enough, Jiang Chen’s voice just fell, and the three artifacts picked up by Niu Erlang accidentally came together, but they all disappeared.

“How could this be? I obviously feel the energy filled in this artifact, the power of artifacts, how can it become like this?”

Niu Erlang is somewhat unacceptable, but it is true. Thousands of artifacts on the ground, though intact, are all turned into dust and vanished as soon as they are picked up.

Niu Erlang still does not believe.

One, two, three, one hundred, two hundred... all.

"Idiot. Hey."

Jiang Chen smiled and looked at Niu Erlang, and Niu Erlang screamed. He just wanted to shoot, but he was stopped by Niu Dalang. He is now looking at Jiang Chen more and more pleasing to the eye.

"How did you know?"

Mo Lingdong Chen has seen it.

"The bones of God are comparable to artifacts, the bones of the gods are broken, and the artifacts are broken. I have seen them in some ancient books."

Jiang Chen’s words, let Mo Ling Dong Chen glimpse, and immediately practiced a flash of color.

Jiang Chen is all swearing. He doesn't know why he can see through these artifacts and has turned into nothingness. Perhaps because of the great refining of the soul, his spirit is extremely powerful, and he feels that these artifacts are incompetent.

"It is a pity that so many artifacts have all been corrupted by the years. I don't know how many years have existed here. The bones are shattered and the artifacts are turned into fly ash. It must be for thousands of years."

Hail sighed and said, 韶华易老, 颜颜易逝, she seems quite sentimental.

"What about that? After all, it is already abandoned. You see, there is a second-tier palace, the Temple of War."

Niu Dalang said quietly.

In front, twelve stone pillars, the arch guarded the second floor of the temple, the Temple of War!

In front of the Temple of War, there is also a huge bronze throne, one foot long, half a foot wide, rectangular, and the dark yellow bronze throne, has been angry with some green rust.

Above the bronze throne, there is a flaw, exuding an unparalleled pressure.

"This seems to be alive."

Jiang Chen stared at him for a long while, and at this time, except for Dragon Thirteen and Mo Ling Dongchen, everyone went into the Temple of War, lest he fell behind.

"People are dead, the soul is gone, how can you live?"

Mo Ling Dong Chen said.

Suddenly, a green glow, from the hustle and bustle, burst into the mind of Jiang Chen, and this scene, whether it is Dragon 13 or Mo Ling Dong Chen, did not notice, even if it is Jiang Chen, I only felt that I was shocked, and my mind was slightly swaying, but I could not find any trace.

"What happened? What happened to me?"

Jiang Chen muttered.

"Go, go to the Temple of War."

Mo Ling Dong Chen said.

"it is good."

Jiang Chen followed them both to the Temple of War, but at this time, his hand just hit the bronze throne, and at this moment, Jiang Chen suddenly stopped.

"The ages of the ages, even the artifacts and the bones of God, have been turned into crushing, why is this bronze throne, but there is nothing to do? Just rusted."

Jiang Chen stretched his fingertips and picked up the bronze throne. At this moment, he found that the bronze throne was really not simple, but it was too cumbersome, but it seemed quite extraordinary, first put it up and say it.

After the bronze throne was put away, Jiang Chen followed everyone to step into the Temple of War, and in the Temple of War, it was a weapon of the gods.

This time, the artifacts here do not seem to have turned into fly ash, but they have also lost their charms, and the artifacts have become ordinary swordsmen, and they are rusty.

"The years are an invisible blade, even if it is a peerless king, a rare **** soldier, it is inevitably scattered with the wind."

The hail said faintly, almost the taste of sadness, people can not help but feel awkward.

"Look, there are several statues of God of War!"

Mo Ling Dong Chen said, where the eyes passed, the light flashed.

Everyone's eyes are on the top of the four gods of war. Every **** of war is nine feet tall and unyielding, and it seems that it is not a stone statue.

Every **** of war is full of anger and arrogance, prestige and hegemony, as if it is natural, giving them all the kind of power that is above all things.

Four hands of God of War. They hold swords, cymbals, guns, and spears, and they seem to have no whitewash at all. The statues of the four gods of war, standing there like that, give people a great majesty, lifelike, vivid.

"Why is the rifle in the hands of the **** of war still silvery and unstoppable? It seems to be a real artifact!"

Ling Tianba whispered, but his figure was already rushed in the first time, directly from the hands of the **** of war, pulled out the soldier's peerless gun. Gunman inch inch cold light, Wei can not be invincible, sharp and unparalleled, Ling Tianba wielding a long gun, the momentum is shocking, and the time is unbearable in the chest.

"Good gun, good gun!"

Ling Tianba's eyes, the radiant confession, this shotgun, compared to his own, must be innumerable times, this is definitely the leader in the artifact.

"Giggle, this sword I want."

Between the hail and the hand, it is to seize the white jade sword in the hands of another **** of war, and the bull brothers are not to be outdone, and one person wins a spear. Only Mo Ling Dongchen did not receive any gains, and Mo Ling Dong Chen was also a bitter smile, it seems that he has no chance with these artifacts.

Long XIII wants to shoot, seeing Jiang Chenwen silk not moving, he also chose silence, and he already has a peerless **** stick in his hand, he does not need so many weapons of the gods, and his hand is good, Shen Bingyi Sufficient.

"Booming -"

"Booming -"

With two loud noises, the four gods of war, all moved in this moment, the atmosphere of four overbearing tyranny, rising from the sky, everyone is changing, and these four gods are directed at Ling Tianba. When people went, Jiang Chen and others did not get the baby artifact, but they escaped.

"These gods of war are actually living? It's incredible."

Long XIII said.

"But just to deal with the greedy guys, hey, it’s really cool."

The words of Dragon Thirteen, listening to the ears of Niu Erlang, are quite ironic, but the four people are indeed targeted by the four gods of war.