Dragon-Marked War God

"Is it? Is it really him? Is it the name of the sacred ancestor Xuan Jiejie who was already famous in the river world more than 7,000 years ago?"

After a hard fight, I took a breath of cold air. It is obvious that the name of the old ancestor of the river is still quite shocking to him.

"Xiaoyangzi, even you have become the master of Shendanzong, it is really the years, the old guy of Dan Yuanzi, can you still?"

Xuanyuanjie's eyelids are slightly picking.

"More than 700 years ago, Dan Yuanzi's ancestors had already sat down."

Danyangzi sighed and said helplessly.

Xuanyuan Jie's hand, a slight tremble, look a bit lonely, shook his head, seems to be remembering the old friends, the feelings are quite deep.

"The old ancestor of the river? Oh, a little meaning, the ancestor of Qing Hezong? It seems that I shot this time, but it has blown out some old and undead."

Jiang Chen smiled coldly.

"The bitter sea is boundless, turning back is the shore, young man, you are too deep, or you can slap it, the old man I may be able to leave you a life, otherwise, you should know the consequences."

Xuanyuan Jie faintly said that for Jiang Chen, it seems to be a kind of religious attitude, high above.

"If you want to fight and fight, you can say no benefit. I am Jiang Chen. Today is to Ping Qing, I can see who can be me?"

Jiang Chen took a step forward and had a stronger sense of war. He did not put Xuan Jiejie in his eyes.

"Kid, your death is here, the ancestors have not closed for three thousand years, and the strength has reached the realm. I see that you are now kneeling down for mercy, and there is still a chance."

Xuanyuan seems to have found the backbone of the heart, sarcasm.

"Yes, it’s the right thing to do with the oldest ancestors of the River. The result is only one. When you want to be born in the world, you still don’t know whether you were born or not. You dare to fight against your ancestors. You are eating a bear and a leopard."

Danyangzi is also full of confidence, there are Xuanyuan Jie, they are already safe, Xuan Jiejie's strength, at least to reach the end of the king of God, Jiang Chen will not be its opponent.

"I finally let me wait for the seniors to take the shots. The ghosts are willing to go down the wind. I hope that the seniors will educate us and save us."

The corner of the mouth is also a smile, Jiang Chen is dead, it should not be far away.

"Noisy!"

Jiang Chen's brows are wrinkled and his face is dark.

"Give me death! No one can save you, and heaven is no exception!"

Jiang Chen’s palm ancestral tower, the squatting pressure, the moment, the force of war, Danyangzi, Xuanyuan heavy, all face pale and bloodless, roaring in unison:

"Save my ancestors!"

"No!"

"Do not!"

Xuanyuan Jie glanced at her eyes and shouted:

"The daring dare!"

However, Jiang Chen is still desperate. The tyrannical tower is under pressure, and the horrible repression force crushes the flesh and blood of the three great kings in the middle of the kingdom. The body is broken and the soul flies.

Everyone is dumbfounded, and the entire Qinghe Zong 50,000 disciples are all surprisingly quiet. The 20 gods and kings are also masters at this moment. They breathe a sigh of air and tremble. This is terrible. Jiang Chen is really I don’t know how to live and die, and Xuan Jiejie’s ancestors are there. He even dared to do it.

Xuanyuan Jie did not expect Jiang Chen to be so decisive, and he did not leave any face to himself. He originally thought that Jiang Chen would beg for mercy, but in the end, the three people were killed by the Zulong Tower, and at this moment, Xuan Jiejie was completely angry. In front of his own face, he killed the three masters, and also smashed the whole Qinghe dynasty, and half of the disciples were killed here. The master of Qinghezong became the eternal history. If Xuanjiejie does not preside over justice, Then the entire riverside world will be completely chaotic.

Jiang Chen’s hand is fast and turbulent, making the entire Qinghe dynasty, all of them stunned, feared to be killed by Jiang Chen’s suppression, Dillon and Dillon, Li and Liba, and Danfeng and Dankui, all dumbfounded. Because the three of them are actually killed by Jiang Chen, this is bound to cause considerable sensation in the river front, causing the entire river front to be unrest. After all, the three most powerful ancestral gates in the riverside are lost at this moment. The main heart, how can the Linhe world not be chaotic?

Jiang Chen looked at Xuanyuan Jie and smiled and said:

"Sorry, three dogs, killing, killing, how come, do you have an opinion on this old dog?"

Xuanyuan Jie shook his head and his face smiled more and more, because he knew that the young man in front of him was going to die with himself. Although he had not yet entered the peak of the king of God, he did not know how to live in this life. In front of the guy, after all, he is still able to control the thunder.

The death of the three great masters is still quite large against the Qinghe sect disciples and the many powerful kings. Jiang Chen is able to kill the three masters and kill them. It is even more easy.

Moreover, this is not only the life and death of three people, but also the face of the entire riverside. Jiang Chen completely ignores it. The three masters are like a chicken and a dog in his eyes. They have no resilience and are crushed. To death, this is something that Qing Hezong has never seen in the past ten years. The Sovereign was killed, the Qing Hezong was stirred up in confusion, quite ugly, and the other side also threatened to kill the entire Qinghe dynasty.

This has exceeded the endurance of Xuanyuanjie, and even the twenty gods and kings, the incomparable fear and awkwardness.

"You are very strong, but also very conceited. In the face of the entire riverfront, you can still be so calm, it is quite difficult, but the more you do, you should understand that today you are already dead."

"Is it? I want to see if anyone can stay with me. Even if I know that I must die, I will kill you until the last moment. My father’s injury can’t be white. He is almost for the sake of me. I have to give my father an account. Even if I am the Lord of the Nine Realms, I will kill it. I don’t care about the Qingzuzong ancestors."

Jiang Chen and Xuan Yujie are opposite each other. Both of them are needle-pointed to Maimang. No one has ever retreated a half step. However, it is obvious that Xuanyuanjie is even better, showing the fine light and let Jiang Chen feel an extremely powerful pressure. The strength of this person is almost the same as that of Zixi, but the degree of the power of Shenyuan is far less than that of Zixi.

After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, Xuan Jiejie's profound knowledge makes his strength, compared with the later period of the ordinary king of the kingdom, already more than one star and a half. It is also a step away from the peak of the king of God.

"Ten talents are smart, but I don't know how to cherish them. This is your ignorance. If you let the world go, you will rely on your half-step gods and kingdoms. Why do you get things done? Sitting in the middle of a teenager, if I kill you, I will use a slaughter knife? I will not The soul of the fight is scattered, and the world will never be super-born. I have a face to face the 100,000 disciples of Qinghe Zong, killing Xuanyuan in front of my eyes, you are too bold."

Xuan Jiejie's look is indifferent and has completely lost patience with Jiang Chen.

"Win me, you are qualified to speak."

Jiang Chen slammed Xuan Jiejie's hook, the latter's face, and he sank into the bottom!