Dragon-Marked War God

"Tower is coming!"

Jiang Chen’s voice still echoes above Jiuyi.

"Even if the king of heaven is coming, you can't save you."

The prisoner was dismissive, and the palm of his hand was shot. The light of Jiang Chen’s eyes swept over. Between the two, Jiang Chen stood up hard and was deeply wounded. His body was already riddled with holes.

"Zhulong Tower, Zhen Bafang! Sons and grandchildren are full of people!"

Jiang Chen screamed, and above the void, a golden pagoda, constantly getting bigger, bigger, bigger, golden, and full of dragons, as if the door of the entire warrior was blocked.

"This is this... what treasure is this?"

The old five pale, this horrible Tawei, let him feel that the soul must be crushed, it is the **** and tremor from the depths of the soul.

"噗通..."

The ten great sages, all suppressed by Tawei, were all crushed on the ground, the kind of suppression from the depths of the soul, they could not dream.

"Is this the great power of the dragons?"

The ancient moon sucked a breath of air and felt the breath above the ancestral tower, sad and happy.

"Is this tower a thing of my dragon family?"

"A strong and powerful dragon, even the patriarch of that year, fears that there is no such horrible breath."

"I feel that my soul is bound. It must be the power of our dragons. What is this guy coming to?"

敖古月 et al. did not know whether it was sorrowful to be grateful. The elders of the nine emperors who were waiting for themselves as dragons were suppressed by the atmosphere of the dragons, and they did not have the power to fight back.

Jiang Chen took the ancestral dragon tower. At that moment, like the **** of war, it was above the void and unstoppable.

"Father... is he? Impossible, this is impossible!"

The body of the prisoner trembles constantly. He does not believe that the ancestors of the ancestors died in the First World War, and the soul flies, how can they still live in the world? But that is the breath of his father, the ancestors, he will not admit his mistake.

The prisoner can't think of himself in his lifetime, but he can still see his father. Although he doesn't know what the tower is, he does feel the breath of his father.

"Give me the suppression!"

Jiang Chen roared, the palm of the ancestral tower, the ten great sages, all suppressed by the ancestral tower, all of them are decaying, pale face.

"Let's be merciful!"

Jiang Chen's brow wrinkled, his face was indifferent, but his anger was gradually fading. He took over the ancestral tower and ten people, all of whom were suppressed by Jiang Chen to the edge of life and death.

"A group of squatting animals, the face of the dragons, have been lost by you."

The illusion of the ancestors of the ancestors gradually emerged. The elders of Kowloon and the prisoners of cattle all looked at the ancestors.

"Really you..."

The prisoner muttered, even though he was unbelievable, he still saw him, a father who was not worthy of being a father.

"You are... Zulong Emperor?"

The ancient moon once saw the statue of the ancestral dragon in the forbidden place of the dragon, and the person in front of him was generally the same as the statue.

"You also call yourself a **** dragon, it really makes me too disappointed."

The Zulong Emperor sighed and his eyes were indifferent, and it seemed that he did not feel anything about the ancient moon and so on.

"Zhulong Emperor, you must save us, you are our great savior, the fate of the Dragon King, the fate of the Dragon, all in your hands."

The ancient moon said, the incomparable excitement in his heart, in his view, since the emergence of the Zulong emperor, then they must be safe and sound. The rest of the elders of the dragons are also extremely excited, the ancestors of the ancestors, but the head of the Taikoo dragons, even the elders of the Taizuo period after the elders, are the face of the ancestors, but they I met the Zulong Emperor here.

At this moment, no one dares to make a second, because the Zulong Emperor is the supremacy of their dragons, and the Zulong Emperor is still alive. If the news is passed back to the Dragon, it is estimated that the whole world will be changed.

However, the Zulong Emperor is at this moment, looking at the prisoner. After all, he is even his own child.

"child."

"I didn't expect that you still have a sigh of relief."

The prisoner looks cold and indifferent. It seems that the relationship between the father and the son is not good. After all, none of the sons of Kowloon are like their fathers, and they are all big and evil. Although only one prisoner is considered to be uncontested, It has also been listed among the nine great beasts by countless people.

"Thousands should not, never should be my embers. Jiang Chen, can you look at my face and spare him a life?"

The Zulong Emperor seemed to be a lot older, looking at Jiang Chen, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Jiang Chen was silent. He had to say that he could achieve this step of today. The ancestral tower was indispensable, and the dragon scorpion was indispensable, and the ancestors of the ancestors saved him from the fire and water. Ignoring the ancestors of the ancestors and feeling the virtues is the only criterion for his being a man. If he can't even do this, then he will be a man.

"But they killed my beloved wife."

The words of Jiang Dian are not lost.

"I don't need your charity. A father who doesn't raise my father, what do you want? Hahaha, put away your embarrassing state, Zulong Emperor."

At this moment, on the side of the mountain, a white shadow, slowly drifting over, a white, temperament unparalleled, compared with the Yan city, no difference.

"Ice..."

In the eyes of the prisoner, tears burst into tears, crying like a child.

"I can save your wife and hope that you can spare me a husband."

Princess Yingying looked at Jiang Chen, and Jiang Chen’s heart trembled.

"Can you really save my wife?"

Princess Yingying smiled slightly and nodded silently. Immediately look at the Zulong Emperor, committed to:

"Father is an adult."

The ancestors of the ancestors were silently decapitated, and their looks were calm, but there was a faint wave of volatility in their hearts.

"Ice, you..."

The prisoner looked incredulously at Princess Bingying. He did not expect that Princess Bingying was so gentle to him.

"I have already seen everything. When I chose to go to Huangquan alone, I already understood your mind. However, the people of the Warring States have no deaths. As a Princess of the Warring States, how can I be alone? What killed them is the nine dragons, not you, you are just being made unwarranted by them as chess pieces. You can live, but I have no face to face the people of the Warring States. Now I am a soul, can save her life, It is also considered to be a seven-level float."

Princess Yingying muttered.

At this moment, the elders of Kowloon are also the face of the dew, because they feel the anger of the ancestors, and the hatred of the ice princess.

"No, in that case, you will never be born forever."

The face of the prisoner has changed. All this has come too suddenly. Happiness seems to have never left. It turns out that these years are just his wild guesses. Princess Yingying has already forgiven him.