Dragon-Marked War God

"Have a good job, hahaha, my brother is good."

Sun Zhan continually yelled at the side, cheering for the road, and the dust fell on the river. Even the sun was repeatedly hit by the Sun War, and Fang Tian’s paintings were unveiled.

The wind smashed the seats, the desperate shackles, sweeping through the millennium, Jiang Chen step by step for the camp, holding the East Emperor Bell, immediately traversing the knife, straight off the sky.

"God bell gold cover! Seal the gods!"

Together with Admiralty, Jiang Chen was swayed by a sharp blade, and it was cut down. In the East Emperor's Bell, Jiang Chen stuck to the square and was extremely shocked, but the Shenjin Golden Cover was still perfect against the wind. Interesting, Fang Tian paintings, the momentum is like a dragon, but the East Emperor Zhongshen clock shocks, the unstoppable, still can not be underestimated, although Jiang Chen was suppressed by the road long-term strength in the supremacy of strength, but it is the last dignity!

There is an insurmountable gap between the half-step gods and the royal kingdom, not to mention the peak of the early royal world. The difference is even more astounding, but Jiang Chen is fearless and fearless. He knows that he will certainly be trapped in the blank, but he will never back off.

"Give me a roll!"

The last blow, the cockroach's cockroach was on the golden bell, Jiang Chen was shaken back more than ten steps, but the golden bell did not scatter for a long time, and it was a long time. Although the blood in the body rushed, it was forced back by the road, but it was finally returned. It is the anger that makes the road long, and he can't break the defense of Jiang Chen. This is a great insult to the strong peak of his early peak.

"The means of horror, the East Emperor's East Emperor's Promise, is it really so powerful?"

Lu Changtian muttered in his heart, and the Eastern Emperor Zong had already fallen for hundreds of millions of years. It is a lucky thing to be able to survive for a long time, but now he can’t break the defensive trend of the East Emperor’s Promise, and it really makes him quite Surprised, not in my heart.

"You have completely irritated me. Now, I will not give you any chance. I see, you can block my offensive."

Lu Changtian shook his head and said that Fang Tian's paintings were tighter by his grip, and his eyes were full of sharp edges. Jiang Chen was not his opponent at all. If he did not take advantage of the East Emperor's Promise, he would have already died eight hundred. Second time.

"Lonely sword, swords and clouds!"

Jiang Chen’s attack and passiveness will only make him fall into a more difficult situation. Jiang Chen will fight and retreat. At this time, he has already had more than one pole of the flag in his hand. The array of law is trapped, Jiang Chen also wants to take a look, this is a whirlwind of whirlwinds, how terrible is it, whether it can kill the road, and it is here.

The front is confronted with the road, and Jiang Chen can only avoid the edge. He has to say that the road is long and the sky is like a **** of war. The momentum is not weaker than himself. Jiang Chen has to use absolute strength and road. After a long day of death, he was stunned and unprepared. His situation became more and more difficult, and he was gradually suppressed by Lu Changtian. It is also reasonable.

However, even if Jiang Chen is seriously injured, he will never retreat. He will die to death and fight for death. This is his Lingtian way. Tianlong sword and Fangtian painting are intertwined and flamboyant. The emptiness of the void.

One stroke and one style, short-handed, strong, frosty, radiant, strong impact, hearty, making both people become very happy, whether it is Jiang Chen or Lu Changtian, although Jiang Chen is always at a disadvantage, but The momentum is not weak at all. His injury is heavier than Lu Changtian. Lu Changtian is in the hands of Jiang Chen, and he has not sought the slightest benefit. Jiang Chen is fighting for war. It is completely hurting the enemy. A thousand self-damaged eight hundred routines, Lu Changtian, although he knows this, will not lower his eyebrows, because his strength is stronger than Jiang Chen after all, even if it consumes energy and dies each other, why is he afraid?

"Qingtian destroys the soul of the heavens!"

Lu Changtian slammed into the air and rushed to the cloud for nine days. He and Jiang Chen successively fought each other and repelled the Tianlong sword in the hands of Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen fell out and the tiger's mouth cracked and bloody, but his eyes were in his eyes. The taste of bloodthirsty is also more intense.

The injury on Jiang Chen is quite heavy, but his whirlwind black squad has also begun to gradually complete the arrangement.

"I still want to go through the sky, hey, you can't escape the palm of my hand."

Lu Changtian looked coldly at Jiang Chen.

"Half-step god, but this way, garbage is always rubbish. Now you still have the ability, even if you let it out, otherwise I will be in my hands, but I will not be merciful."

Lu Changtian said with pride. At this moment, Jiang Chen’s wheezing, the blood on his body is also flowing, everyone can see that Jiang Chen is already the end of the strong, under the impact of the strong road Jiang Chen, a self-proclaimed genius half-step god, can only drink and hate. The gap in strength is ultimately not something that talent can make up for.

"Yes? Then look at it first, can you escape from the palm of my hand and say it."

Jiang Chen put away the Tianlong sword, the palm of his hand moved, between the hands, the black skull flag was clenched in his hand, dancing between the sky, the 36-pole peak of the **** artifact level, instantly filled the surrounding hillside In the meantime, the black flag fluttered, and the flag fluttered. During the trip, the whole land of the thunder was rolled up in the wind, the wind was rolling, the wind was thundering, the black whirlwind was constantly scraping, with A terrible sharp blade, the wind knife and the valley, between the valleys, once again become murder.

"Is this...the law?"

Lu Changtian’s eyes were slightly stunned, and Shen Sheng said that his look became severe. This method obviously made him feel a little tricky. Even if he was watching the lively Songzan ancestors and Cassia ancestors, they were all right. A glance at the scene, the face is shocked, this method, the two of them ask themselves, they may not be able to stop, this half-step God's king, is too horrible, right?

As soon as the array method came out, the heavens and the earth changed, the black whirlwind was blown strongly, and the wind blade was unparalleled, like a sword and a sword, and swept over the sky.

Lu Changtian looks dignified and keeps going backwards. He can only avoid his edge, but Jiang Chen will not give Lu Changtian such an opportunity to sacrifice this whirlwind black squad. The purpose of Jiang Chen is to kill Lu Changtian, only killing him, he was able to smooth all obstacles. At that time, it was his chance to attack the spirit of Tianlei.

"You want to kill me, you are so naive."

Lu Changtian sneered and kept retreating, but he found that he could not retreat from this whirlwind black squad. Jiang Chen waved the black scorpion flag in his hand, constantly changing the direction of the whirlwind blade, madly attacking the road, the hurricane Raging, raging wind, flying sand, stone, extreme horror, cold and other people, can only retreat, even in remote areas, are affected by this horrible hurricane, no one dares to step closer.