Dragon-Marked War God

The magic gas retreats, but for a moment, no one notices this scene, but Jiang Chen’s feeling is incomparably true.

The inscription in the hand is like a mountain, but Jiang Chenli has thousands of miles. It is not difficult to deal with it.

"How do you feel that this broken inscription is somewhat confusing?"

Jiang Chen brows his head and locks up the broken inscription. Although he does not know what the use of this thing is, it should not be anything, so Jiang Chen suddenly thinks of the sacred monk's monument to the gods. It seems that this broken inscription, It's the same, but it's just speculation.

Jiang Chen rushed to catch up with Yu Eriang and others. At this moment, they have already walked tens of thousands of meters to the abyss of the earth. The burning sensation has gradually disappeared. Instead, it is an inexplicable cold, as if from the heart. Cold, piercing, and thorough.

The roots of the red radish vines stretched over tens of thousands of meters. They could not see the end. They could not find the roots. The more they went down, the more ancient stone roads, the more fierce defeat. On the Qingshi ancient road, a sword slash It’s deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it seems that it’s been a long time ago that it’s like a terrible battle of ghosts and gods, but everyone knows that it was at least tens of thousands of years ago, or tens of thousands of years ago, and even longer, unknown.

Every sword mark seems to have a simple charm, atmosphere, majestic, shocked as a heaven, a stock of the road, stored in the period, so that Jiang Chen is extremely shocking, not only him, everyone is becoming Seriously, above the ancient stone road, it is like engraving a magnificent blueprint of the war in ancient times, a piece of Jin Ge iron horse, a road of wind and clouds, still in the ear.

"The cold atmosphere, I did not expect that under the abyss of the 10,000 meters, this Chihwa ancient vine has not yet reached the roots, it is too ridiculous."

The eagle's brow wrinkled, it seems to be a little impatient, and this unknown feeling is not only him, everyone is like a fear, the more they enter the abyss, the more pressure they have, especially one The overlapping of the swords and swords, the sound of the sound of the sound and the sound of the sound, are deeply stimulating everyone's heart.

"Yes, if I go on like this, how do I feel like I walked into hell?"

Hegong looked dignified and whispered that each of them was testing the other side, but they knew nothing about the things under the infinite abyss.

"Look, there is a sword and a sword in the top of the red radish."

Yu Er Niang's eye pointed out that the thick red radish on the top of the old vine, even criss-crossed, scarred, deep lines, but also inserted swords and soldiers, quite cold, chill.

"Those **** soldiers, afraid that they are almost decaying, even the heavenly artifacts have been decayed. Although there are countless **** soldiers, they are not able to match the traces of the years."

Jiang Chen said that those **** soldiers have become a broken copper and iron, but there is still a trace of ancient civilization, still can not be underestimated, but if it is a battle of the gods, then it is the Arabian Nights, after all, in the years of corrosion Next, don't talk about people, even the gods are so fragile.

The rotten **** soldiers, inserted into the red radiant old vine, into the wood three points, the ancient cane skin, with the length of the years, the gods of the blade, coveted, is embarrassing.

"If you don't become an emperor, you will not be able to resist the erosion of the years. Even if it is a long-lived one, it is not going to be turned into a loess. These swords and swords are afraid of being worn by the ancient gods, but now they have become years. The traces of the past will never return to the glory of the past."

Hongyan said faintly, but no one refutes her. After all, these words are very real, and everyone is vibrating. In the face of years, everyone is equal, everyone is weak, only achievements are without God. It is possible to cross the limits of the years and become the eternal existence of this god.

Jiang Chen reached out and looked away, although he was far away, but as close as he could reach, he could deeply feel that the horrible battle was going on under this abyss, on the Qingshi Ancient Road, one It is shocking, but when the moment of Jiang Chen’s foot touches the white bone, it instantly turns into a fly ash and dissipates between the heavens and the earth.

Years of sorrow, white bones are gray.

Jiang Chen slightly closed his eyes and made the emperor position. It is easy to say, but in the past and the present, how many people can truly reach the peak? In the days of the fairy world, I may be at ease. I can also be a happy king in the world where the oppression is not strong. But I really went to the realm of the gods and went on step by step to know that the longevity is a How difficult is it, even the king of God, the gods, and even the emperor? Still not a slave to the years.

Everyone can only watch this scene with their eyes, no one speaks, but everyone feels with the heart, the years bring them unlimited oppression, they are racing against time and fighting the years.

The traces of the battles in the ancient times, tired and streaked, recorded in this endless abyss, this red haze ancient rattan heart, fear that in the ancient times, is the object that people are capturing, otherwise, under this red hawthorn ancient vine, how There will be so many traces of the years, the traces of the battle?

The horses are roaring, the beasts are roaring, the gods are screaming, the gods are riding, and the deeper they step into this abyss, the deeper the feeling.

When they entered the 30,000-meter abyss, they finally saw the rhizome of the red-brown vine. They were deeply rooted under the red rocks. They were full of corpses and ruined soldiers everywhere. But at this moment, they were used to it. Every white bone is like a warning, the boundless abyss of the earth, and finally it is underground. But at this moment, they are all more confused. What is Chixia Gu Tengxin?

The thick rhizome of Chixia Guteng is tens of meters wide, just like a tall tree growing under the abyss.

Above the ancient vines, the criss-crossing traces will never erase the wars and screams of the year.

"Where is the red heart of the ancient vine?"

Hehe finally couldn't stand it anymore. At this time, he couldn't keep calm. If there is no Chixia Gutian heart, then he will definitely return to the loess when this big limit comes.

"It is said that the red radish ancient vine is the ancient **** vine, it is a true ancient relic, and the red radish vine heart that it bears is in his roots. And the red radish vine heart is spiritual, although not more than 10,000 The year of the red haze, but still has considerable spirituality."

Hongyan said with a sigh of relief that the heart of Chixia Gu Teng was not present for a day, so that everyone’s heart had a hurdle that could not pass. They came here, even if they were not dying of life and death, in order to get the heart of Chixia Gu Teng.

"The ancient vines banned the land, and the hackers died."

A low voice of the Nether, echoing in the ears of everyone, this is what they did not think of at all, is it impossible to be under this infinite abyss, and others are not?