Dragon-Marked War God

"Xian Fan ants, can you compete with me?"

Proud wind roared, the momentum suddenly climbed, holding a spear, no match! In the face of the two Vulcans, they are not afraid at all, the spears are attacking, fighting in the sky!

The strength of the proud wind, so that everyone is a vibrate, this kind of strength, compared to just now, is simply a dozen times more than just, even if two Vulcan guards in front of his eyes, they are a bit vulnerable .

"Get out of my way!"

The proud wind screamed like a thunder, and it retreated two fire gods. At this moment, Jiang Chenyi greeted him without fear. He did not dare to take it lightly. This proud wind is obviously using the secret method, and the strength is raised to the limit. It is only one step away from the late stage of the virtual god, and he is a natural talent and a powerful force.

"Five elements of the dragon print!"

Jiang Chen’s shot is a terror killing, and the five elements of the dragon’s seal are instantly shot. The proud winds are coming, the horrible spears, the crushing of the heavens and the earth, the surrounding flames are all retreating, and the spears are heavy, bringing the extreme to Jiang Chen. The big impact, the two people's figure constantly intertwined and battle, and even teleported, disappeared into the flame.

"A horrible guy, I never thought that this nine-level Xiandi could have such power."

The hail whispered, she only now discovered that who is the most terrible of these people. From the beginning, they just ignored this Jiang Chen, but his combat power is actually the most terrible because of his Strength, only the nine-level Emperor, just ask the people present, who can fight the god-level master at the time of the nine-level Emperor? And it is more than a few levels of war.

Jiang Chen’s combat power really made the hail extremely scared.

Ling Tianba has already been completely convinced by oral administration. If it was not Jiang Chen’s shot, they would have been forced to be crushed and killed by the Vulcan. Even if it was proud, it did not seem to have such strength.

The five elements of the dragon seals flew up, and the seals moved to the ground and swept the eight.

"Hey, now I know that the little dust is amazing."

Long XIII took a look at Ling Tianba and couldn't help but sneer at it, but Ling Tianba did not have any rebuttal, because in the face of absolute strength, any means are pale and powerless. Especially when I knew that the proud wind is the person of the gods, Ling Tianba lost the confidence to resist it.

"Unbelievable, it is incredible."

Mo Ling Dong Chen said with a smile.

"You give me a familiar feeling."

The goddess Luo looked at Moling Dongchen, and Mo Ling Dongchen’s smiled and shook his head slightly, but his heart was set off by the waves.

The battle between Jiang Chen and the proud wind has already reached the stage of white heat, and it is in full swing.

"Shun me, Chang, who is against me, whoever blocks my way, never ends well."

The proud wind sneered and said, the movements in the hands are not slow, the layers of horror and spear shadows, turned into a sharp sword, shuttle through the void, and forced Jiang Dust.

"You think it's too simple. Three thousand dragon prints!"

Jiang Chen once again shot, the fire and the sky, accompanied by the endless fire in this refining temple, the momentum is like a broken bamboo, the look of the proud wind is also extremely dignified.

"Ling Tian is unparalleled! Who can help me? Hahaha."

The proud wind screamed, and the spear of the gods struck. In the face of Jiang Chen’s three thousand dragon seals, the proud wind is still somewhat arrogant. The fire **** defender can resist his offensive, but the proud wind may not be qualified to withstand 3,000. Yan Long Yin.

The horror of the fire tongue, swallowing the heavens and the earth, all around it are the flames of three thousand dragon seals, which will completely invade the proud wind, and the burning of the flame will make the fire in the proud wind more burning.

The proud wind snorted and slammed, and flew away. The three thousand dragon seals, the strength of the big, completely beyond his imagination, he also ate 瘪, his face was terrible.

"You really irritated me completely, stinky boy, you humble human, today, you only have a dead end. The source of divine power, the gods give power!"

The proud wind roars again and again, and instantly transforms into a peerless warrior, and its combat power is also instantaneously reached the late stage of the virtual god. This is a horror. It can be imagined that the people present can only calm down, and only Jiang Chen is left. With the goddess of Los Angeles.

"The source of divine power? It turned out to be the source of divine power given by the mighty King of God. It seems that this time the Ao's family can be regarded as a means."

Luo Luo said, this source of divine power, only the strong king of the king of the king, can be given, and the source of divine power can instantly upgrade a level, this is in the battle, how terrible, only the parties are more clear.

Moreover, there is no side effect of the source of divine power. It is not like the secret method of forcibly improving combat effectiveness. Its preciousness is also regarded as the secret of the kingdom of God. If you want to get it, you must have a big chance or a family with profound knowledge.

"Give me a roll."

The proud wind has repeatedly attacked, and the horror is extraordinary. Compared with the previous one, it is even more overbearing. Jiang Chen is also caught in the passive moment, the horror of the late stage of the virtual god. Now, if he wants to fight all the time, it is still somewhat difficult, but It does not mean that Jiang Chen will be in a hurry.

"True Dragon Handprint!"

Jiang Chenyin smashed the sky and covered the sky, and rolled up layers of flames.

The real dragon handprint is directly on the proud wind, and the proud wind looks proud and completely disregarded.

The source of divine power is so terrible! The strength of the proud wind is already reaching an unprecedented peak.

"Let me see how powerful this **** is, how powerful it is."

Jiang Chen holds the flag of the gods, sweeps the eight wilderness, and the wind blows up. The wind blade is like a torch. In the whole refining temple, it instantly becomes a wind and fire. Even if it is a goddess of Luo and so on, it can only quickly retreat. Go, I dare not approach the battle circle between the two.

Jiang Chen holds the flag of the gods and sweeps over it. The wind blade slams out, numerous layers, cuts the void, the water and fire do not dip, quite overbearing, and the wind blade flickers, the flame is divided into two. Quite scary.

Even if it is proud, it will not dare to sharpen its sharpness, and the hegemony of the **** flag is also invincible!

The violent and fierce attack of the sacred flag of God, Jiang Dust is also the moment to stabilize the situation, has not been completely suppressed, but the pride, more anger, even the source of the power, are not able to perfect the suppression of Jiang Chen, this The guy is really terrible. But it is just a slap in the flag of God. If there is no **** flag, then he is nothing.

"The fox is just a tiger. Now, it seems that you will not be completely killed. You are destined to become a stumbling block to me."

This time, the proud wind seems to have angered, even if it is the source of divine power, it seems that it is not his strongest means.

"To accompany the end."

Jiang Chen danced the gods and flags, without the slightest stagnation, and the power of the gods and flags, but also the six-in-one, the wind back. Even the whole refining temple has become a violent wind, and the fire has weakened a bit.

"Proud of the world, the real dragon appeared!"

The proud wind whispered, and instantly turned into a real dragon, dragon and phoenix dance, hovering.