Dragon-Marked War God

If it is a soul, insignificant, ten souls, it is not worth mentioning, but a hundred souls, it is worth a battle, thousands of souls, it has already made everyone afraid to take a nap, Wandao soul, even half Step by step, the scalp is also numb, these tens of millions of infinite souls, like ants, more than a thousand, under the impact, even the strong master, but also to avoid its edge.

Yu Rongyan and others are very ugly, although they can temporarily resist this soul shock, but who knows, how long will this soul change last?

Those who are at the peak of the gods are now shivering, because if Yu Rongyan and others can't keep going, then their lives will be worrying.

At the same time, Jiang Chen's face is also extremely grim, although they are deep in the peripheral areas, but after all, they have not escaped this soul shock, but this soul shock, for him, does not have much impact, big The refining soul technique is now in full swing. Under the great refining soul, all the souls are difficult to get close to.

"These souls don't even attack you?"

The handsome and handsome looked at Jiang Chen, and all three of them were enveloped in the atmosphere of Jiang Chen. All the souls were respectful to Jiang Chen.

"Yeah, I really can't see you anymore. Now if any miracle happens to you, I will think it is normal. Haha."

Yang Jian patted Jiang Chen's shoulder because he knew that he chose to believe in Jiang Chen. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

"Trust of dust, have eternal life. Haha."

The handsome man also laughed aloud. Now, in this secret and secret environment, his strength is completely inadequate. Although he is at the same level as Jiang Chen, the fate between the two is completely different. Jiang Chen’s Strength cannot be generalized in the midst of the ordinary humanity.

Jiang Chen laughed and said nothing, but at this time, he was able to feel this horrible resentment through Da Ren refining. They were all attracted by a horrible ritual and eventually became the soul of thousands of souls. One, the nourishment of the most horrible soul, attached to the huge **** ancient behemoth.

In that case, their souls will be tortured by eternal life forever, becoming the curse of the world, difficult to liberate, difficult to regenerate, and difficult to change the impact of the soul change.

Jiang Chen’s heart also became a little sad at this moment, because those souls, looking at him, were filled with despair and prayer. Jiang Chen’s face suddenly changed, and the heart was even more turbulent.

"Among them, half of them are the souls that I released from the sacred lights?"

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and found that he did not give these souls a real relief. Instead, they sent them from one cage to another. Jiang Chen can feel their prayers, but they can't do anything. They are just a slain.

Looking at the hundreds of millions of souls, the moth finally rushed to the desperate **** ancient beast. Jiang Chen’s heart was slightly trembled. He wanted to save these tragic souls, but he could do nothing. He reached out and grabbed the souls, but he couldn’t control himself at all. He eventually rushed to the **** behemoth with a scent of rivers.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes tightly. He didn't know that he had released these souls from the sacred lights. He was right or wrong. He wanted to give them a free and give them a time. The chance of rebirth, but now it seems, has bound them another layer of shackles.

At this moment, the secluded secret is just a tragic world for them.

"What happened to you, Jiang Chen?"

Yang Jian brows and sees the sadness and anger on Jiang Chen’s face and can’t help asking.

"Nothing. The mood is a little depressed."

Jiang Chen shook his head. He was not a savior, but his heart could not be calm for a long time. If it was so easy to leave, then what about the hundreds of millions of souls? He can go away, but the inner depression makes him never forgive himself.

Practice, repair is a kind of belief, Jiang Chen's belief is the road to war, the way to the top, the way of Lingyun. Ling Tian Zhizhi, although there is no regrets, hundreds of thousands of times, only for the true heart.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen opened his eyes and looked at the soul that was rolling like a flood, and his heart was extremely firm.

He wants to talk to the unfair heaven, and he wants to make peace for these thousands of souls!

Going with the wind, simple and simple; look back, step by step.

Ling Tiandao is to take the ambition of Lingyun and repair the innocent heart.

Jiang Chen’s mouth was filled with a smile, as if he had a big understanding of it, what he wanted was such a belief that he had to go back.

"Go, go back."

Jiang Chen said.

"You are not saying that this is going, is there no life to die?"

Very handsome and slightly stunned.

"Yes, but I can't go, thousands of souls, don't allow me to go. This time, even I am not sure. I don't know, what is this ancient behemoth, but I must let it The soul above these nine days has a peace. My heart is not defeated, my way, I am not allowed to lose."

Jiang Chen turned around and walked across a thousand miles, smashing the sword, once again, turning back to the funeral mountain.

Yang Jian and the handsome guys smiled at each other. They had to follow the pace of Jiang Chen. Even if this time, Jiang Chen said that he would return to death. They did not hesitate to take care of them. Why did they die for life? They had no reason to step back and follow Jiang Chen. Although no regrets.

On the top of the burial soul mountain, Xuanyuan Cang stand at the height of the sky, and there is a tiger in the heart. If you look at it, you will look at it. The **** ancient behemoth is almost finished.

The blood is poured, the beast is in the line, the skeleton is more and more perfect, lifelike, gradually, the whole of the ancient beast is almost finished, this is the last soul sacrifice, even he did not think, the last soul The ceremonies and flesh and blood rituals will be so perfect.

Moreover, the soul ritual is completely unexpected. The more souls, the more ancient behemoths will be more terrible after the resurrection.

"Finally, it is the sacrifice of these monsters in the gods, and you should finally come in handy."

Xuanyuan’s mouth was slightly tilted, and it evoked a meaningful arc. He prepared for 70,000 years and waited for 70,000 years. He served this ancient monster for 70,000 years. This time, he finally got something to gain. .

"This time, in this secluded secret, I can see who can be me? The riverside world is already at my feet, hahaha."

The sound of the whistling of Xuanyuan’s sky rang through the nine gongs, and the gaze of the gaze!