Dragon-Marked War God

There are thousands of reasons for Tang Zhen’s heart, but there is no way to open it. There is only one sentence: "I will not kill him, I will die." Let Tang Zhen be speechless, not killing him, I will die, this is already unreversible. In the situation, two people can only live one. He knows the character of the second brother. When he meets Jiang Chen, he must be immortal, and Jiang Chen can kill his second brother, or he is quite shocked. He never thought that Jiang Chen could be so terrible.

After all, it’s a brother of ten or twenty years. Tang Zhen’s inner anger can be imagined. The sword is drawn up, the sword refers to Jiang Chen, and a sword falls. Everyone is full of panic, but Jiang Chen is still moving. A sword, cut off a glimpse of Jiang Chen's hair, looked at Jiang Chen indifferently, Tang Zhen took a deep breath, the momentum has not retreated, but the heart is already ruined, the loved ones die, the brothers leave, this pair The bitter pain of the face is a fatal blow to the mind.

What's more, Tang Zhen is the kind of person who is empathetic.

"A good weak meat, why don't you hide?"

Tang Zhen’s heart was angry and burning, and at this moment, his heart, his heart was like water, and his heart was full of pain.

"Because, I am when you are my friend."

Jiang Chen said.

Tang Zhen sneaked a little, smirked and shook his head, holding a long sword and turned away.

"Hahaha, from now on, I will be with you."

At the moment when Tang Zhen left, everyone's heart seemed to be relieved, because this guy's strength is very strong, completely crushing anyone, only Jiang Chen, can be against it.

"Qinghe Zongsan Taibao, really worthy of the name. This Tang Zhen, fear is not weaker than Wu Rufeng."

Liu Quanchao said with a dignified face. Everyone is full of repression and full of doubts. Is it because of Zhen Zhen’s words, is it alarmist? The burial mountain that he said is bound to be landslides and turmoil. Who can foresee this? Everyone is not known, but it is covered in a haze.

"Yeah, these strong people, afraid that we are there, no one can stop it."

Zhang Lei said solemnly, no one wants to long-term ambition to destroy his own prestige, but in fact, Tang Zhen’s strength is far from being able to compete, and he will fight alone. No one will be his opponent. In the momentum, he has already crushed. Anyone pressed, only Jiang Chen, even dare to face Tang Zhen at that moment, did not retreat half a step, under Tang Zhenyijian, he was so calm.

Yu Rongyan and Qin Yumo and others are also slightly surprised. Jiang Chen’s courage is indeed the most powerful one they have ever seen. That sword, whoever dares to pick it up?

Jiang Chen's heart fretting, looking at the back of Tang Zhen's departure, the mouth is also showing a bitter smile, why don't he want to explain it with Tang Zhen? But no matter what is said to be useless, different positions, and still **** for tat, no endless, there is nothing to say, at least he will not kill Tang Zhen, but the Xuanyuan sky will never let him go.

"Those monsters began to jump into the canyon of the funeral mountain."

Yang Jian exclaimed, and most importantly, they not only jumped, but in the moment they jumped, they would blew themselves, bursting with blood, filling the sky, tens of millions of demon. The beasts, all of them began to blew themselves up, blood and water filled the sky above, everyone sucked a breath of air, these beasts are simply digging their own graves, but seeking a death.

"It seems to be a blood sacrifice."

Zhang Lei whispered, his eyes were extremely dignified, and even the tone was extremely suppressed. Because of this strong **** smell, the whole funeral mountain, it seems to be shrouded in a layer of blood, a **** It’s terrible.

"What is a blood sacrifice?"

Liu Quanchao asked.

"The blood sacrifice is an ancient inheritance ceremony. It is to use a blood method to spill a real blood pool, and then use the blood of the beast to sacrifice to the legendary ancestors to obtain the glory of the ancestors. If you succeed, it will be full of blood and rain. In the end, the ancestors will pass on and go through the stars and the world, and only cover the sky."

Zhang Lei lowered his voice, with a touch of awe in his heart, or fear. This blood sacrifice ceremony, no one dared to try, because he needs to use the blood of the beast to be cited, this is just a primer.

"A good blood sacrifice, to put it bluntly, is to let all the beasts die and pass on."

Yu Rongyan’s eyes are cold and cold. This kind of technique is too **** and violent. Even if it is a monster, it is also a life. Tens of millions of monsters are self-destructive. The scene is absolutely magnificent and spectacular. .

"That's too horrible? It's a great wall made of blood. It's the gorge of the burial mountain. It's already blood flowing into the river. It's terrible."

Pretty handsome.

Everyone’s heart is extremely worried. Before Tang Zhen’s words, once again echoed in Jiang’s ear, this guy must have known some winds beforehand, so he will discourage himself from leaving here. This is also the most incomprehensible to him. This is why the funeral mountain is not so simple. And the monster king who disappeared in the Kowloon Grottoes, will it be for the sake of this funeral mountain change, will it be absent?

In Jiang Chen’s heart, a series of doubts have arisen, but these doubts, in this funeral mountain, are afraid that they will all be confirmed.

On the footsteps of the void, Jiang Chen looked far away, and it was not a problem. Among the hundred miles of the Grand Canyon, at this moment, it was already blood flowing, stretching for hundreds of miles, a long river of blood, appearing in front of everyone, the **** river, Still continually rushing, increasing, the monsters went on and on, without any hesitation.

Under the worship of hundreds of gods and gods, the monsters are like a curse. Although they have no regrets, they rushed into the canyon and finally turned into a **** fog.

The tragedy, people can not bear to look straight, even if it is handsome and so on, but also gave birth to a faint heart, such a **** ritual of death, let people see the panic, and the **** river is like blocking people Like a big stone in the heart, people have no idea at all, and some are just endless sadness and desolate.

"Is these monsters willing to die? It is also a terrible distraction. This kind of thought is like the driving force behind the death of these monsters."

Jiang Chen muttered in his heart, but at this moment, he was a touch of strangeness.

“This volatility is fluctuating?”

Jiang Chen's brows are crumpled, his soul is perceptual, quite keen, and now his soul realm, although he does not know what level he has reached, can at least not be compared with the strongest of the gods.