Dragon-Marked War God

"Ghost Valley, who do you think you are? I want to dominate the Dragon Fruit, Fang Shanjie, Zhang Tianming, the first one is not satisfied!"

A lightning-like figure cut through the void, pointing to the ghost valley, terrible strength, swaying the surrounding river and shaking the canyon.

"Not self-reliant!"

Ghost Valley sneered.

"My Wang Minghua, I have to make a decision with you. I heard that Rakshamon Ghost Valley means the sky, I have to look at it, can you help me? Hahaha."

In a blink of an eye, a few figures are forced to the Ghost Valley, and the chain is shot, making it impossible to prevent.

"If there are people who are dissatisfied, let's take a shot, and I will send you a reincarnation."

Ghost Valley stepped out, the wind swelled, a terrible palm wind, like the tide, the volatility of the void, the five people who took out successive shots, all of them were shaken away, and the five people joined forces under the siege, they were forced to retreat The strength of Ghost Valley is self-evident.

"Up, I don't believe this guy can block us all."

No one rushed again and started to shoot several times in a row. Ghost Valley was finally low, and everyone was forced to retreat. A blood spurted out and his face was extremely pale.

"I didn't expect the Fangshan world to have such a strong master. I am a ghost valley, and I am willing to go down the wind."

Ghost Valley flew away, extremely embarrassed, no one had thought that Ghost Valley was so defeated so hard, just brave and fierce, and there was no such thing.

"Ha ha ha. I said, I am Zhang Minghua is the real strong, you so-called enchanting, can you help me? One by one, just an embroidered pillow, can not be used."

Zhang Tianming is above the Swordsman's Canyon. Four people behind him are also extremely dissatisfied. They are defeating Ghost Valley. It is not his merit. At this time, many people are eager to try and want to fight with Zhang Tianming.

"It seems that among the nine realms, it really is a master."

Chinese heroes and Shi Jie looked at each other, and they all had a lingering fear. Zhang Tianming and others, nowadays, are more arrogant to everyone, disdain, and so on. It seems that everyone present is rubbish.

"These people are not leisurely generations. Although they may not break through the middle of the kingdom of the gods, they are deeply cultivated. It is not an ordinary person who can fight with them."

Ishigaki nodded and said that the strength of Ghost Valley is not good, but under the joint efforts of five people, it seems so vulnerable. However, at this moment, he is looking for the defeated ghost valley. The ghost valley has already gone backwards and disappeared into the crowd. Shi Jie’s heart is sneer, and some doubts are puzzled. Is this ghost valley really so vulnerable? As one of the three strongest people in the Qilian world, it was so easy to be killed? Although the strength of the five people is indeed not weak, but the ghost valley is too easy to lose, right?

"I really don't know how to live and die. Ghost Valley is a vain name. I am not afraid of you."

Wang Minghua also sneered, and Zhang Tianming looked at each other, and the war was renewed.

"Come on, my Zhang Tianming let you know today, who is the real powerhouse."

Zhang Tianming held the Dragon Sword in his hand and challenged him. He stood directly with Wang Minghua, and the people around him became very eager to move. A chaos, the Buddha began at this moment.

At the moment when Zhang Tianming and the five people pulled the ghost valley down the altar, everyone seemed to find a venting mouth. The ghost valley was not invincible. The ghost valley was passed down to the gods. Was it not killed by the five people? ? They also believe in themselves and definitely have this ability to fight Zhang Tianming.

I am willing to take the embarrassment and dare to pull the emperor down! This is the real strong position. If you are afraid of shrinking, it will definitely not come out. The strong, must have experienced **** battles before they can be called strong. If you fight back in a hundred battles, you can skyrocket.

"Insane, crazy, this group of guys are going to fight like this, I am afraid it is likely to become a fratricidal situation."

Luo Ping said in a deep voice, had to withdraw from the battle, his face began to gloomy, more than 80 people, began a scuffle, headed by Zhang Tianming Wang Minghua, the two people are gathering more and more, began to die Fighting, everyone wants to be the leader of Wang Dishan, who wants to be the leader of the enchanting nearly two hundred days, but if you don’t knock the people here down, then it will never be so easy.

"Ghost Valley? How can this guy not know where to go?"

Luo Ninger is the most sober at this moment, because she does not have such a big ambition, she is not laid off to become the focus of attention.

"This group of guys, really do not want to die, the drive of the silver dragon, plus the group of guys who want to fight for the first, the current situation, can not control."

Mo Sangun shook his head and sighed.

Luo Ning's words, in the middle of the mind, Ghost Valley is likely to have safely withdrawn, because he does not want to be the target of public criticism. As the saying goes, the authorities are obsessed with the observers, and Luo Ninger’s words are stunned. She saw that the whereabouts of Ghost Valley have disappeared, and those people, especially Zhang Tianming and Wang Minghua, started after defeating Ghost Valley. Instantly inflated, in their eyes, Ghost Valley is nothing, has been defeated by the five of them, what qualifications are there?

Even Luo Ping and Mo Sangun, even want to participate in it, and compete with this group of people, after all, who is the real strong, will certainly laugh at the end, when the feelings of public attention, who do not want? The nine worlds are arguing, and all the geniuses that can enter this battle are all geniuses, but the competition between geniuses is the most cruel. The rise of every genius is accompanied by countless geniuses. Fallen.

Luo Ninger’s words awakened the dreamer, and the two of them gradually understood that perhaps this is a strategy of Guigu. Is he really so easy to lose? At least this question is worth pondering. No one can deny the strength of Zhang Tianming and Wang Minghua. In particular, the five of them have teamed up with each other. It is indeed very powerful, but is Gugu Valley really so vulnerable?

Luo Ping and Mo Sangun look at each other, the more they want to be more and more afraid, this is probably a trap, and Ghost Valley wants to consume a battle between them.

Of course, Ghost Valley is not invincible. If Zhang Tianming is wise and unparalleled in the world, then it is another matter. At this moment, they have to be more cautious.

"Be careful with fraud. At this time, Ghost Valley is missing, and most of it is for a reason."

Luo Ping and Mo Sangun both realized this. The three men slowly retreated. The battle of more than 80 gods and kings was a shocking world. The ghosts were crying, the waters were flooding, the canyons were cracking, it was normal, but that Ginkgo trees are still standing proudly on the banks of the river.

The fierce battle made Luo Ping and Mo Sangun and others completely unable to look directly. At this moment, Shi Yan and the Chinese hero, also quietly retreating, seems to have seen a clue.

However, the battle is still going on, and the fall of the strong has not stopped. Within half an hour, there are already nearly 20 gods and kings who have fallen and fell into the green river. Only one is left. White bone, floating on the bank of the river.

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