Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Chen looks dignified, a sword sweeps away all the dust and leaves, and dreams for three thousand years, but the eyes are only between the two. For the three thousand years, Jiang Chen is a promotion of the soul realm, but his breath is also more The strong, even in the face of South China real people, he still does not change color.

How strong is the real person in Nanhua, Jiang Chen is not known, even the soul of the South China after the differentiation of the soul, is not a leisure.

"Your realm, but the realm of the king of God, do you want to fight with me? It’s crazy to say dreams, hehe."

Nanhua is the nose.

"Even if you die, you can't think about it. I Jiang Chen, never bow to anyone. Nanhua is a real person, you don't deserve to be called a real person! The word "real person" is an insult to you."

Jiang Chen Jianfei flying, sword shadow is still, stepping into the air, leaping horizontally and horizontally, sword shadow alone and exquisite treasure tree, a dazzling sword light, skyrocketing, but looking at the iron tree, but there is no slightest Imprint, not to mention the smashing of the iron tree out of the trap.

"It's too weak, it's too weak."

Nanhua said with a smile, between the hands, a strong wind swept up, Jiang Chen crossed the knife, the look of incomparable dignity, Tianlong sword and stunned, the soul of the sword, but also seems to break free from the sky, the hurricane tears Cracked, the space around, as if to collapse, Jiang Chen fell away, the hurricane, even his Tianlong sword has not stopped, but in the eyes of South China real people, there is a touch of surprise .

"There is no such thing as a hurricane in the face of God. It seems that you are really talented."

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, and the offensive had already made him tremble, even the blood was boiling, too strong, so that he could not resist.

"Bastard, what do I do to resist this?"

Jiang Chen’s anger snarls that the realm of Nanhua’s real people is not in conformity with him. Even if it is a soul, the differentiation of the remaining Tao Yun is enough to make the gods discolored, the Emperor is stunned, the gods respect it, how big is this. ability? Jiang Chen can hardly imagine how powerful this Nanhua real person is when he is still alive!

"You are not my one."

Nanhua said indifferently, between the hands, the long sleeves moved gently, the wind flew to the world, shaking the world, as if everything was in his grasp.

"Tianlei fusion!"

Jiang Chen did not hesitate to merge the Jiu Chen Tian Lei and the Xiao Xiao Jin Lei. The moment between the two heavens and thunders was blown away by the hurricane.

"too strong."

Jiang Chen knows that even if he is doing his best, he is afraid that he may not be his opponent. At this moment, he is not at all embarrassed to escape. He continues to fight, and Jiang Chen does not even know how he died.

Jiang Chen instantly broke into the ancestral tower, the horror of the ancestral tower, the degree of power, Jiang Chen believes that it can definitely resist the attack of Nanhua real people.

"This is the Dragon ancestor?"

Nanhua’s eyes were slightly stunned, staring silently at the Zulong Tower, muttering.

"Even if you are a dragon ancestor, you can help me! If you are in the heyday, maybe I will still be jealous of you three points, but now you can't compete with me, and your soul has already been broken. ”

Nanhua's palms are like thunder, rushing and whistling, and a palm falls. Jiang Chen feels inside the ancestral tower and turns around. Even he is subjected to severe tremors.

"The ancestral towers are all subject to fluctuations. It seems that this guy is really strong and outrageous."

Jiang Chen thought of it, but at this moment, he felt a familiar force and was slowly awakening.

"It is the Dragon King!"

Jiang Chen’s eyes were slightly stunned and he looked up.

"吼吼-"

The sound of a dragon smashed, breaking through the sky, a colorful golden dragon, vacated and hovered over the Zulong Tower.

"Nanhua is a real person. I have never met each other for hundreds of millions of years. I didn't expect to meet again. It will be in these places. It is really a long time, and things are impermanent."

Jinlong gathers, incarnates a golden figure, tall and stalwart, eyes and gods, it is the ancestors who have been sleeping for a long time.

"Zhulong Emperor, haven't you already been soaring, have you been completely ruined? The worms of the hundred feet are dead and not stiff. This sentence is used on you, but it is extremely appropriate, oh."

Nanhua said indifferently.

"The life and death of human beings are fixed. Even if it is heaven, it is impossible to control the life and death of all people. I can resurrect by the shell. It can be regarded as a creation, the number of things in the world. But it is a real person in Nanhua. Why do you have to hurt others? As a In the Taikoo period, you will not be ashamed of the power of admiration. In the ancient times, you have a palm of your hand and a reincarnation, and the road is invincible. It’s hard to beat the enemy. Now, is it so unbearable?"

Zulong Emperor said, I can see that for Nanhua real person, he even took a touch of respectful color, but now he wants to kill Jiang Chen, a generation of Taikoo power, even to attack a younger generation, it is really people Not teeth. Moreover, Zulonghuang also decided not to agree. If Jiang Chen is dead, the ancestral tower will inevitably collapse and he will never be born again.

"Ha ha ha, what about it? As long as it can make me reborn, even if it is the supreme above the Scorpio, I will kill it. In the ancient times, your Zulong Emperor is also a generation of heroes, how can it fall so far? It’s really sad. Hey."

"Unless, you can kill me, otherwise you will never succeed."

Zu Long Huang said coldly, his eyes condensed and gathered with Nanhua.

"Whoever is my way, there is only one way to die. If you follow me, I will die. I am heaven, and I am the Tao."

Nanhua seems to be extremely indifferent to the Zulong Emperor. This battle cannot be blocked by anyone.

"You are not a real person in South China?"

In the heart of the ancestors of the ancestors, Shen Sheng said, his eyes were slight, and Nanhua’s eyes and temperament were inconsistent with the South China that he had seen hundreds of millions of years ago.

"I am not Nanhua, who is it?"

Nanhua smiled.

"He is the dark side of Nanhua real people. To be exact, it is the exquisite treasure tree of Nanhua real people."

Jiang Chen’s voice echoed in the ear of the Zulong Emperor.

"It’s no wonder that this is not the case. Mr. Zhou Zi of Nanhua Zhenrenzhuang is famous for his kindness. He treats people with kindness, sweeps the ground and hurts the ants, and cherishes the moths. Compared with those who are self-proclaimed in the world of bliss, they are still winning. How can it be as violent as you are."

The Zulong Emperor sighed and his eyes were sharper, because this person could not be regarded as a real person in Nanhua.

"We call you a real person in Nanhua. That is an insult to Mr. Zhuang Zhouzi. You also have a match?"

Zulong Huang angered and screamed, his eyes were like a torch, and he was a direct guide to China.