Dragon-Marked War God

"Big words, you, listen to me, kill this!"

The mouth of the big song took the lead, rushed to the river dust, holding the refining soul lock, smashing out, above the void, all are full of fire. The strength of the late Daqu God's respect for the future, the exhibition is unrelenting, domineering, more than forty gods, and the door is not to be outdone. At this time, he naturally chooses to follow his father and do his right arm. It is also for the sake of self-reliance and improvement of merits, to shock the Penglai world, to make a great contribution, to be able to take power and command the people.

"Where will you be defeated?"

Jiang Chen snorted, and the sword was turning, the sword of no border, and the general trend.

"Sword eleven!"

Jiang Chen Jianying broke the dust, the perfect match between Jian 11 and Tianlong Sword, the essence of the sun and the moon, the sword shadow, the grass is not born, the sword eleven falls, everything throbs, more than forty gods respect the strong, Half of the people were shocked, and everyone’s face was full of horror. One sword retreated to the enemy, and half of them were extremely frightened, because his strength was too strong and strong. Like a road of falling Xia Jian rain, across the sky.

Twenty-three gods respected the strong, they were instantly smashed into the body, almost all of them were hit hard, Jiang Chen was the sword of the sword, and drunk countless strongmen! It’s horrifying, but the sword still has no tendency to stop. A million swordsmanship, crushed down, and the mouth of the big song forcibly counterbalances, with the refining of the soul lock to Jiang Chen, it is actually directly forced by Jiang Chen’s swordsman, blood donation The mad spurts out, more than forty of the gods who respected the strong, all suffered varying degrees of trauma.

"Joint cofferdam, can't let him stand out!"

The mouth of the Daqu did not dare to neglect, quickly rushed into the encirclement, and then suffocated and squandered. Now it is their strength when there are so many gods and strong, is it still not a Jiang Chen?

The mouth of the big song turns the refining soul lock again, and the soul lock is spread over the void. It is like a giant net that is compiled and wants to net Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen’s eyes were cold and rushed into the crowd. He was connected with a strong man of the gods, and his Tianlong sword and sword spirits fluctuated, unscrupulous, killing and decisive, stepping across and fighting for nine days. Those who are pretentious and respectful, under the impact of Jiang Chen, have become more and more fearful, because Jiang Chen’s lethality is too horrible, and his sword can degrade the gods. The arm can cut off the head of the strong deity, and can penetrate into the chest of the strong and strong soul until it dies.

Jiang Chen went to the forefront, rushed to the situation, and passed by. The seventeen gods were strong, and they were completely smashed by the power of the sword. If they entered the uninhabited territory, Jiang Chen was arrogant and domineering. The powerful, in his hands, is also the soul of the sword under the attack, there is no resistance at all.

Everyone in the eyes of the gods is incomparably fearful, but death is far too close to them. Jiang Chen has almost no stagnation, less than a fragrant time, those The gods respected the strong, all are turned into fly ash, dead and wounded, counted on the door of the mouth, only four people, constantly retreating to the side of the door, the kind of desperate breath, permeated In the heart of Xiang Gangmen, Jiang Chen’s means was too horrifying, and he completely lost his ability to compete.

Destruction and ruin, so that the Penglai world does not have the slightest counter-force, the gods respect the strong, in their hands, can not stop him.

Such as the devil of the world, such as the devil reincarnation, such as the death of the soul lock, such as the ancient times, Jiang Chen's momentum, has reached the peak, more than forty gods respect as the grass.

Swords and blood, rivers and lakes robbery, who knows the world!

Jiang Chen looked up and looked at the big song. At this time, he couldn’t help but tremble. As the owner of the Penglai world, he has tried his best, but the eight hundred gods and the forty gods are all in In the hands of Jiang Chen, he was completely obliterated. Just like cutting vegetables and cutting vegetables, it disappeared without a trace, and there was no news. People died like lights, and there was no resounding.

"Next, it's up to you."

Jiang Chen took the mouth of the four people, and the sword shadow was faster than the speed of light and more terrible.

"Father save me!"

In the heart of the mouth of the mouth, a fear of life, can not help but shouted out.

"Do not--"

The mouth of the big song exclaimed, step by step, but still can not stop the sword of Jiang Chen, too fast, too fast! His hand is still in the air, and four people, such as the mouth of the door, have already fallen completely.

The biggest pain in the world is that the white-haired people send black-haired people. For the big songs, Jiang Chen is really deceiving. Even the eight hundred gods, the forty gods, how can he rival his son? Is life important to life?

"This is the number of robbers."

Jiang Chen said faintly, the hand of Dakou’s mouth still stayed in the air, trembling, and his eyes gradually became sluggish. In the sluggishness, he became cold again, cold and bloodless, and his eyes were left. The endless murder is filled.

"I want to use your blood to pay for my son! Jiang Chen children, I want to go with you!"

The mouth song has been completely angered by Jiang Chen, just like a lion with the same hair, his own son, his own men, his own mounts are all killed by Jiang Chen, now he is like a lonely walker, There is absolutely no dependence and sustenance, and this Penglai world leader has become a loner.

"You are not qualified enough."

Jiang Chen said indifferently, he said that he had to step out of the Penglai world. He originally only wanted to exchange the chalcedony soul, but the mouth of the door was so unrecognizable, and dared to marry his own woman, that is the biggest of Jiang Chen. Opportunity, the scale of the dragon, the death of the dragon, no one can escape this robbery, even the Penglai landlord, not.

"Is it? It is too early for you to be happy. Even if you risk your death today, I will let you be buried with my son, and seek for a fairness for countless donors who died in the Penglai world." ""

The mouth of the big song took a deep breath, Jiang Chen saw a fascinating color in his eyes, this guy seems to want to break the boat and fight back.

"I have to look at it, what are you relying on?"

Jiang Chen is standing on his chest. He is now a daring person in the art world. What fear is there in the Penglai world? The mouth of the big song is completely his defeat, what fear? He has already taken his right arm and his right hand, and now the mouth of the song is completely a dying dog.

"You will be arrogant for your arrogance and pay the price."

"Know that we are the most powerful in Penglai Xiandao. Is it the cloud, the smog before you, just the appetizer, the real cloud, is the reliance of my Penglai Xiandao, Penglai world, never shrink back, and you, in my Penglai world, forever slaves!"

"The wind is coming, the fog is up, the thunder is moving, the battle is changing!"

The mouth of the Daqu cold drink, the entire Penglai Xiandao Wanli, stormy, misty, mountain Daze, biogas filled, as if the whole fog, Daze, have become dense, the light above the sky, is also countless strange The moving fog changes, as if it is between the earth, it is groggy, and the end of the world is coming.

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