Dragon-Marked War God

Where the fog passed, Jiang Chen felt a great sucking force, and he seemed to be in the mire, and those fogs completely blocked all the world's vitality.

"It’s a terrible battle. It seems that this big song is not an alarmist."

Jiang Chen's brows were wrinkled, his face was grim, and the surrounding fog began to fill the air, and the fog seemed to solidify. The gods between the heavens and the earth were completely blocked. Jiang Chen could not move. This cloud Array, almost broke his back road, this guy really decided to kill himself. It seems that this is his last resort.

"This time, I don't believe you are still dead! Clouds, give me a start!"

The mouth of the Daqu is in the eye, because the energy required for this cloud array is too large, equal to the entire Penglai Xiandao, and then can completely start the cloud, once the cloud array is turned on. If so, then the whole Penglai Xiandao will become a human purgatory. Penglai Xiandao is a vast area. Although it is not the largest area in the whole Penglai area, once Penglai Xiandao is turned into a cloud, then the dead human beings will be hundreds of Tens of thousands of people who are not good enough will even fall.

The entire Penglai Xiandao, with a population of hundreds of thousands, is a real strong, the mainstay of the Penglai world, but even so, such a large array is quite terrible for the mouth of Daqu, not the last moment, He didn't even think about using the cloud, because once the cloud array was opened, hundreds of thousands or even millions of people would be degraded. This is a sale of 800 killings. However, there is no choice in the mouth of Daqu.

The formation of the formation method, the entire cloud of the battle, has become a human purgatory, without the spirit of the gods, the entire spirit of the Penglai Xiandao, all of which are turned into a substantial cloud, solidified above the void, originally It is impossible to achieve the strength of the Daqu, which is the ancestor of Penglai Xiandao. The big array under the cloth is promoted by the Penglai world. It is the supreme means of the Emperor's powerful, and the Daqu I have already felt that the power is not enough, and I am able to support the operation of the cloud.

Jiang Chen was trapped in the array of clouds, and even the spirit of his body in his body was continually passing. This cloud of clouds, this mouthful of Daqu, is already making the whole Penglai Xiandao become Jiang Chen. The funeral.

"No, help!"

"No... my strength is deteriorating, why, why?"

"I don't believe... What's going on here, I feel like I have to be simmered by the fog."

Countless people are roaring, and the whole Penglai Xiandao has turned into a purgatory, seemingly calm, but Penglai Xiandao has gradually become a large array of engulfing the gods. The people with low strength have gradually suffocated, gradually being ruined by the spirit of the gods, and eventually become a waste, and then in the atomization of the gods, they have made a statue and become eternal. stone.

"How can this be! The spirit of the gods in our bodies is also passing away?"

Yan Qingcheng looked at the dancing bamboo. The latter also nodded with a look of horror. They had to say that they also felt the breath of death. The countless people above Penglai Xiandao began to run wild, but Wanli Penglai Xian The island is completely a prisoner. Even Jiang Chen can't escape, let alone them?

"In this way, we are likely to die here, and even the qi of the ancestors in the ancestral tower is constantly passing, and the little dust must be anxious."

The dancing bamboo eyebrows are tightly locked. The only person she is worried about is Jiang Chen, not himself. She herself is a person who lives and dies, but Jiang Chen is her only emotional sustenance and her closest relative. At this time, she would rather die first, and don't see Jiang Chen being suppressed by this cloud, and finally become a stone statue.

"Do not worry, the little dust will not fall so easily."

Yan Qingcheng still has a lot of trust in Jiang Chen, but she is also comforting herself. If Jiang Chen can't escape from birth, how can they escape? Yan Dangcheng knows very well that Jiang Chen is their only chance and the only belief to live. She is not afraid of death, but she must die with Jiang Chen.

"Death and life is wide, and Zicheng said."

"The hand of the child, the old man."

Wu Ningzhu and Yan Qingcheng handcuffed, they are quietly cheering for Jiang Chen, life and death are not important to them, the important thing is whether they can be with Jiang Chen. Looking at the smell of Jiang Chen gradually fading, they are the most distressed.

In order to avenge his son, it is obvious that the Daqu has been mad. He wants to suppress Jiang Chen with the entire Penglai Xiandao, even if he loses his life.

Facing the people above Penglai Xiandao, constantly calling, constantly screaming, constantly begging for mercy, but the mouth of the song is indifferent, because he has decided all this, it is necessary to let everyone die together, this It is his determination that is his original intention.

"Ha ha ha, Jiang Chen, I see how you broke my formation, and saw that there is no, those who have gradually been atomized and destroyed, have become a stone monument, and you, They are the next ones, hahaha, accept death, no one can escape this cloud of fog, this is the ancestor of the family of the year, the death taboos left behind, you can not escape. No one Can escape."

The mouth of the big song smiles coldly, and in the eyes, it is like death, and it is extremely indecisive.

At this moment, even he himself may not be able to escape the cloud. He is incarnation, and he is destined to have no retreat. Because he wants to kill Jiang Chen, he needs to run a large array to complete the operation of the cloud array. Jiang Chen will be replaced by cultivation.

Jiang Chen’s qi of the gods has been cut off, and more and more people have fallen. They have become stones and become eternal sculptures. There are hundreds of thousands of people under the gods. An exception.

Jiang Chen’s heart was shocked and steadily retreated. However, the atomized cloud array completely ignored the impact of Jiang Chen and ignored the change of Jiang Chen. No matter how the Jiang Chen shocked, it seemed to be useless.

The dispersion of the qi of the gods is almost a dead end to Jiang Chen. Their vitality is getting more and more sturdy. Every second, his breath is weakening. The cloud is invisible, but like the end of the world. Let the flowers and trees between the heavens and the earth continue to wither, the dead woods into the forest, the water dry and the zephyr, the beasts become gray, and the aura of Penglai Xiandao has completely turned into a deadly atmosphere. There is no end to it, no way to start, Jiang Chen looked up, everything around, but it has long been a matter of people, less than a moment, Penglai Xiandao, but has long lost the fairy rhyme, seems to gradually become a barren land.