Dragon-Marked War God

Wang Fengqi took the hand of Fengmei, and when he read it, it appeared in the Zulong Tower. However, his wind girl changed at this moment and became a horrible ghost. The shadow flashed, the wind girl disappeared without a trace, even if he, he felt the incomparable pain and sorrow.

Wang Fengqi’s mind changed, and he trembled, suddenly opened his eyes and roared:

"You are not a wind girl, the wind girl is dead, you give me a roll!"

Wang Fengqi took out a sword and went to the ghost. At that moment, he was already locked up, unable to extricate himself.

"Life is alive, who has no weaknesses? Hehehe."

The thin ghosts smiled coldly, and Wang Fengqi’s heart suddenly sank. He knew that he was deceived by the illusion, and he could not wash his sins.

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

Above the void, the calm sea, the mountains, the silence.

Jiang Chen's face changed slightly, his face was extremely cold, and the peak of the distant mountains, he finally found Wang Fengqi!

"Feng Yu!"

Jiang Chen screamed, but Wang Fengqi was a figure, like a hook, squatting there, motionless, his breath, is also quite weak, the soul is twisted, its pain, can be seen, even more difficult than cutting meat and bones.

"Master, sorry, I..."

Wang Fengqi said incomparably difficult, his eyes were turbid, and the tears in his heart made him exhausted, and his heart was like a dead gray. Now Wang Fengqi, life and death are only in the first line.

"Why... it will be like this..."

Jiang Chen’s body trembled and his face was pale and incomparably awkward.

"Who is it? Who is it!"

Jiang Chen’s voice is getting colder and colder.

"I don't know, but the teacher seems to be the person of the Futura Tower. The two teachers, all of them have been taken away."

Wang Fengqi cried and said that all of this, in the final analysis, has an inescapable relationship with him. Wang Fengqi felt that the master's eyes seemed to be dimmed at that moment.

The sorrow is greater than the death of the heart, and the master, it happens to be such a look.

"Floating tower, floating tower! It is a floating tower! I will definitely not die with you!"

Jiang Chen’s voice was thunderous and his face was pale. For a time, a blood spurted out. This is not the blood of the wound, but his blood.

"Sorry, Master, I am sorry, it is the fault of Feng Yu. I have not protected the two teachers, only to die of death!"

Wang Fengqi’s thoughts were gray, and when the voice fell, it was a broken heart. At that moment, Jiang Chen shook his head helplessly, and his face was inextricably struggling. Wang Fengqi was guilty of self-blame and chose to plead guilty, but Jiang Chen knew that all this It’s not his fault. I have to blame myself for not having the ability to blame myself for not protecting them. Jiang Chen’s heart is extremely painful.

"Tower is coming!"

Jiang Chen roared, thunder swelled, and the sky was discolored.

A thousand miles away, the Zulong Tower was like a light and shadow, flying to Jiang Chen.

A white-haired man, touching his nose, smiled and muttered:

"This good thing seems to have a soul."

At a speed of incomparable horror, the ancestral tower flew back to Jiang Chen from thousands of miles away. However, at that moment, although he was eager to hope, among the ancestral towers, Wu Ningzhu Both Yan and Yancheng are still there, but the result is that there is nothing in the Zulong Tower.

At that moment, although the Zulongta returned to the hands, all the hopes in Jiang Chen’s heart were completely shattered in an instant.

Jiang Chen once again sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood. In the heart, there are struggles, self-blame, and more, it is a crime.

"I really useless, condensed sister, allure, sorry, what should I say sorry, it should be me,"

Jiang Chen looked up at the sky, shaking in his heart, his eyes sharp as a knife.

"Float Tower, I will definitely smash you up, no one can escape my palm."

The sound of the roar of Jiang Chen, for a long time, in the void, spreads away.

No one can understand what he is facing at this moment.

"All this, can't blame you all, I pin my hopes on you, it is the weight you can't afford."

Jiang Chen shook his head and put away the soul and body of Wang Fengqi. His heart was dead, but the soul was still there. When he broke through the emperor, he should be able to help him recover his body, and the white clouds of the year!

Jiang Chen stood silently on the top of the mountain. This is three years.

The strength of Jiang Chen, at this time, is also completely restored, but I hope that it is not so easy to break through the middle of the royal kingdom.

In the past three years, Jiang Chen has been thinking about dancing bamboo, Yancheng, and the morning rain. He knows that his strength is still too weak. Compared with the real strong, it is still too far away. At least the strongest person he knows should be the owner of the North Cool, who has not met yet. A messenger in the district has the fighting power in the middle of the gods. What a legend, what a horrible figure?

Jiang Chen sits cross-legged, his body covered with dust, his face covered with beard hair, spring to winter, let the wind, frost, rain and snow fall on his body, but in the heart, it does not provoke dust.

Not long after, the old man of a golden elder, a Chinese costume, appeared in the side of Jiang Chen, and Jiang Chen, gazing into the void, for a long time no words.

"Sorry, I am still asleep, all this, I don't know."

The old man sighed and said silently, the old man is not someone else, it is the ancestral dragon, that is, the tower soul of the ancestral tower! Wu Ningzhu and Yan Qingcheng were both taken away, and as the tower soul of the Zulong Tower, he was over-examined and always in a deep sleep. For him, he was also full of self-blame.

Looking at Jiang Chen, with a hint of sympathy in his eyes, during this time, Jiang Chen’s performance, he is looking in the eyes, he changed, became a lot calm, a lot of restrained.

Jiang Chen shook his head and said:

"I don't blame anyone."

Jiang Chen does not blame anyone, only blaming himself for being too young and too weak.

"Is it time to leave?"

Jiang Chen continued.

"Well, not long after, it is the Dragon Festival, it is time to go there."

The eyes of the Emperor Dragon are sharp, staring at the front and focusing on the head.

"I just want to know, after I have participated in the dragon banquet of the dragons, I entered the ancient land of the dragons, and my strength, to what level."

What Jiang Chen is most valued now is the world of strength and the strong, and everything is empty talk.

"It should be able to let you kill the floating tower. As long as there is no floating butcher, there should be few people, it will be your opponent."

Zulong Emperor thought of a moment.

"it is good!"

Jiang Chen nodded, and the two went straight to the Eastern Dragons at this moment.

[The new book will be on the list tomorrow, and it is urgent for the brothers to support it. In addition, the Dragon War Gods are two today, and the brothers who are not addicted, go to see the sword fairy on it, it is a big *. 】