Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Chen and Wu De walked in the end. More than ten people have quickly entered the deeper square and looked at the innocent underground square. At this moment, they are present in front of everyone. The more they go forward, the wider the width of the square. The narrower it is, the only 20 meters wide is left. In front of it, there is a huge stone monument, and the book is engraved with eight characters - the Great Emperor Palace, and the hacker is dead!

These things are nothing more than swearing. For them, they don’t have any shocking effect. They come here to find the miracles or treasures left by the emperor.

Going forward, it is a magnificent palace, above the palace, the length of the kilometer, the carved pillars, the exquisite, and there are some small pavilions, flowing water, slowly and embarrassing, but only Among the underground palaces, it seems a bit very cold.

Before the palace, there were five weapons platforms, each with five treasures of the gods. Even Jiang Chen was a tight-eyed one. Although the five treasures of the gods had been dusty, the horrible power still made him feel it. Strong fluctuations.

"Even all are mixed treasures! Nothing."

In the heart of Jiang Chen’s heart, these five treasures of the gods are instantly reflected in the eyes of everyone. Each of them is breathing and dignified, step by step, and the light in the eyes is difficult to cover up.

Knife! gun! stick! Baton! halberd!

Five treasures of the gods, split on the five weapons platform, the endless years passed, covered with a layer of dust, but it is still difficult to cover up their past killings.

"The horrible power, these five treasures of the gods, afraid of the collection of the former five-party emperor, holding the soldiers, can fight the sky, do not deserve to be the emperor, these five treasures of the gods, so even Above the main hall."

Jiahe Quanshan took a deep breath and said with a deep voice that the color of each person’s eyes could not be erased. They didn’t do anything right now, because no one thought about which one, once someone started it. Then it is very likely that it will be swarming and robbing.

Even Jiang Chen has some heartbeats, but he did not have the first time to get close to the five treasures of the gods. After all, it is the object of the great emperor. How can it be so good? Jiang Chen looked around and found no danger, but there was nothing unusual. This is the strangest thing.

When they were in the underground square, they were almost trapped by the horrible stone slab. When they entered the hall, there would be no danger at all. It was really fascinating.

Jiang Chen didn't move, but he found that the greedy Wude didn't even move. He was on his side, and the rams flowed out quickly. Looking at the five treasures of the gods, there was no trace of shaking. The footsteps are as stable as Taishan, and there is no further advancement. This guy seems to be very greedy, but he has not been swallowed up by greed.

"This gun, I want it!"

After a hundred feet of rain, he finally became the first person to rush out. At the same time, the Hehe Quanshan of the Shuiyun Jianzong, the Jiahe Dongliu, all moved, and the Fujian and Taiwan Tibetans were not to be outdone. Each of the four people won a treasure weapon of the gods. A black shadow burst out and won the last **** stick!

Hundreds of feet of rain got the gunshots, and the Hehe Quanshan of the Shuiyun Jianzong got a knives, and the Hehe Dongliu got the gods. In the end, the Yantai Jingcai actually got a mace. .

"The mace is good, I can't say that I can still use it. Hey."

Wu De smiled and smiled at the corner of his mouth with a smile of evil spirits. Jiang Chen’s mouth was slightly twitching. This stupid Taoist priest really made himself look at him. The monk did not want to be so skinny, but think about it, such a tough suit. He doesn't care, how can he care about this? Forced to force, only Jiang Chen knows the cause of the matter, and did not tear him down, this guy is really a wonderful.

"It's him!"

Jia He Dongliu’s eyes looked cold and looked at the black man, Shen Sheng said.

"The hundred miles of Changyang, it seems that the door has arrived."

The hundred feet of rain said lightly, that the black man is the genius of the strange door.

"Changyang has arrived, and Shengyang should have come."

Jiahe Quanshan has a slight look.

"Ha ha ha, Jia He brother is really good eyesight, but unfortunately, I came a step late, good things, have been stolen by you, my heart, it is really itchy."

A burly big man, coming to the air, is the hundred-mile rising sun of Qiyimen, and also the twin brother of Baili Changyang.

Baili Shengyang fell directly on the center of the main hall, cold eyes, sweeping to the side of Jiahe Dongliu, and it seems to be full of hustle and bustle. At any time, it is possible to win the treasures of the gods in their hands.

"When you come late, who are you blaming? But it looks like you have no chance."

Hundreds of feet of rain shrugged and said, reaching out and gently wiping out the dust on the gun, the incomparable heat in the eyes, the gunman’s unparalleled domineering, seems to be tailor-made for himself. .

"That's right, you can only blame yourself for not arguing, hahaha, this time I agree with the guy who is a hundred feet of rain, the hundred miles of sun, the next time you breastfeed, try to come early."

Jia He Dongliu said with a big smile, his eyes scorned and looked at Baili Shengyang.

"Hehe Dongliu, you are looking for death!"

Baili Shengyang eyes cold, shouting and murderous.

"How about finding death? Are you afraid that you will not be?"

Jiahe Dongliu completely does not care about the dissatisfied eyes of Baili Shengyang. He holds the gods. It seems that there is a kind of domineering domineering, and the gods are at hand. What fear does he have?

"Then I will fulfill you, you are a god, I have to fix it!"

The eyes of Baili Shengyang and Jiahe Dongliu gathered together and collided with a series of sparks. The war of the two men was completely emanating at this moment.

"It seems that there is a good show."

Jiang Chen circled his chest and said the old god.

"Why don't you go to **** the soldiers?"

Wu De looked at Jiang Chen with a strange look. He had a chance to rush to grab the treasures of the gods. He was still taken a step by the first step of the hundred miles of Changyang. This point, Wu De is very strange, and the gods and soldiers are on the river. Isn’t the attraction of dust not enough?

"Then why don't you go?"

Jiang Chen asked, his eyes were slightly stunned, staring at Wude, the smile of his mouth was more and more splendid, and Wude was a sinister, dodgy, so that Jiang Chen was full of doubts.

"I am not afraid of being besieged by them? My strength is only in the middle of God's respect. I am not their opponent. As long as they **** the treasures of the gods, I can get something else, others eat meat, I Just drink some soup."

Wu De said with a smile, but Jiang Chen would not think that this guy is harmless, but one thing that Jiang Chen didn’t think was that the strength of this Wude was only in the middle of God’s respect, he didn’t feel it at all, but Too strong strength fluctuations, indeed, no, he should not have to lie?

At this time, Baili Shengyang and Jiahe Dongliu, it is already the beginning of the battle of life and death, two people in order to compete for the treasures of the gods, but also at this time! The treasures of the gods, the sacred objects of the great emperor, the capable ones live!