Dragon-Marked War God

A very horrible sword light, from his neck, swiftly crossed, without a little defense, the moon sound real person was instantly wiped out, and its soul is also incorporated into the big soul light.

The moon sounds even death, and I don’t know who killed him. At that moment, his figure gradually floated on the old well.

"Do not!!!"

"Teacher!!"

There are no sounds and real people, almost unanimous, screaming, and the face is extremely ugly. They never imagined that at this time, someone would secretly shoot.

"Hey, a group of stupid guys who died when they died, what a pity? You guys are all damn."

The voice of Jiang Chen reverberated between the waters. Wei Xiaolong, the voiceless real person, the voice of the real person, all exclaimed, breathing a stagnation, they never imagined that this person who attacked from behind, would actually be Jiang Chen .

"Did he not die in the hall of the ancient Buddha? How can it be here?"

Wei Xiaolong took a breath of cold air, and Jiang Chen’s death was already a matter of nailing. How did he escape? This is simply unbelievable. It was clearly banned by them in the small world. The hall of the ancient Buddha with the burning lamp annihilated the void, but he lived here and killed the moon. It’s just like a fairy tale.

"This is impossible!"

The Goddess of Reality is also extremely shocking, but the facts are in front of you, and they are not allowed to believe that Jiang Chen has indeed appeared again, and they have also killed their younger brother, the monthly sound of real people, and took away the pharmacist Lingquan. At this moment, the soundless real person and the sacred voice must be completely collapsed. Both of the two younger brothers are dead in the hands of Jiang Chen. This is too pituitary, and Jiang Chen appears silently, but they do for Jiang Chen. The wedding dress, if it is not for them no one to join hands, against the red horse monkey, perhaps Jiang Chen wants to get the pharmacist Lingquan, it will not be so simple.

"There are many impossible things. You want to kill me. It’s just an idiotic dream. Now, you will slowly enjoy the attack and kill of the red monkey. Hahaha."

Jiang Chen turned into a streamer, straight into the ancient wells, and swayed up.

"Damn guy, I want to break you down!"

"Jiang Chen, I am not in the same position with you!"

"The dog thief, you will die without a place to die."

Wei Xiaolong was also furious, although he did not believe that Jiang Chen would appear in front of them, but the result made him extremely shocked. In any case, Jiang Chen did not die. For them, it was a great threat.

Jiang Chen does not die, the anger in their hearts will be difficult to eliminate in a day. Now Jiang Chen is killing the moon sound real person, the soundless real person and the voice of the real person, almost like pig liver, facing the red horse The monkey's offensive, they are also caught in the passive.

It is a pity that Jiang Chen at this moment is already a flee.

............

In front of the thatched cottage, the monk monk and Qingxuan are also late, looking at the surrounding sacred herbs, all of which are ruined, even Qingxuan is extremely sorry.

"Oh, it’s a pity. It’s the medicine of the garden. I don’t know who was destroyed. It’s really unbearable.”

If these elixir are taken to the tyrant's monk, it may be able to recover his injury as soon as possible.

However, Qing Xuan knows that they came here, the most important thing is the pharmacist Lingquan. Only when they get the pharmacist Lingquan, the tyrants and monks can recover quickly and grow up, no longer afraid of those forces who are looking for them everywhere. They may be able to fight side by side again, and they don’t need to continue hiding.

"I don't know where the pharmacist Lingquan is."

The monk monk also sighed, although he found it here because of his perception of the pharmacist glazed Buddha, but where the pharmacist Lingquan is, it is not known, but still in deep trouble, they always have to be careful around The people who will kill them.

"You are a reincarnation of living Buddha."

A white figure appeared in front of the Qingxuan and the monk monk, faintly said.

The woman's long hair is like a waterfall, and her back is like a hook. It is opposite to Qing Xuan's four eyes, but it finally falls on the monk's monk.

"who are you?"

Qing Xuan said, pointing straight to the woman in white.

"I am going to take the town monument."

The woman in white said faintly, not squinting.

"Want to take the town monument? Oh, it’s a big tone, who do you think you are?"

Qingxuan sneered and said, his eyes are cold and cold, and his fists are clenched. This battle may be attacked at any time.

"Block me, kill innocent!"

The indifferent voice of the woman in white, like a mechanical one, stepped out in one step, and Qing Xuan was directly shaken back by the woman in white.

"Be careful! Qing Xuan!"

The monk monk felt the strength of the white woman and whispered.

"I want to be a **** monument, let me pass this level."

Qing Xuan is not afraid, and is forced to go to the white woman, but the white woman is not to be outdone. The confrontation between the two, instantly rises, the white woman’s sword is like snow, light and incomparable, the sword impacts the sky, and the power is strong. Days, Jianwei is unstoppable, several shots, all of which make Qingxuan unable to start, even in the extreme passive danger, white women recruiting hot, more ferocious than men, the battle between women, but also Bloody, both people are dead and returning.

Qing Xuan swears to protect the monk monk, and the woman in white, swears to kill the people who block the road, won the monument of the town.

"roll!"

The white woman opened up and reunion, and her temperament was completely suppressed. It completely suppressed Qing Xuan, making it impossible to anticipate confrontation. The sword was turned and the three swords were all inserted into the ribs of Qingxuan, and the Qingxuan was created.

"Qing Xuan!"

The tyrant's monk was extremely worried and pale, but at this moment, he did not have a trace of a way to help Qingxuan. He is now an unscrupulous waste man.

"Do not!"

The tyrant's monk screamed, and the white woman's sword also fell between Qing Xuan's throat.

"Hey!"

A sound of gold and iron symphony, broken into the air, Tianlong sword turned into a streamer, and returned to the hands of Jiang Chen.

At that moment, the tyrant's monk shuddered and smiled.

Although he can't see it, the familiar atmosphere is clear to anyone.

"Little dust...you...you are still alive!"

The insurgents of the tyrants are extremely excited, and Jiang Chen is still alive, which is more important than anything else.

"There are a lot of people who want to kill me, but no one has succeeded."

Jiang Chen said faintly, when he could lift his head, his mind was once again disordered.

It is her again! Why is she again!