Dragon-Marked War God

The words of Long Yinger gave the children a great encouragement. Maybe they should have taken that step long ago. Otherwise, the people who suffer in the end will only be themselves, women, shouldn’t they think about their own happiness? ?

Look at the Ronger around, for the ones you love, and go out of your way to find your own lover, although the final result is heartbreaking, but if she does not have the courage to pursue her own love, then it is not with Is it the same as yourself?

Sadly, she is not even as good as Rong, so she is out of the Helian family this time, and is destined to be disappointed.

Before looking at the square, Jiang Chen on the high platform, she knows that she will never miss it again. There are countless examples around her. Ling Xiao’s sister is not because of the gap with Jiang Chen. ? If you have your own love, you need to fight for yourself to be happy.

"Now begging for mercy, I can still disturb you."

Above the high platform, Lang Jiuji silently looked at Jiang Chen, said very indifferently, and it was already a Jiang’s defeat as a man, and he could even kill it at will.

"You are too naive, the eight poles, raised, are you the dog that commanded the dog?"

Jiang Chen said with a smile, suddenly, the Lang Jiuji face a big change, staring at Jiang Chen.

"You are looking for death! I am an octagonal door. Is it that you can insult? If you don't kill you today, I will never give up! I can't humiliate the eight poles. Under the sun, no one can insult me. You guy, simply I am angering me, but it is good to dismantle you in order to relieve my hatred."

Lang Jiuji is very overbearing, the power is incomparable, standing with his hands, and his eyes are surging.

"To accompany, in the end."

Jiang Chen waved his hand at Lang Jiuji, indicating that he could do it. This provocation is even more frustrating for Lang Jiuji. This guy is simply looking for a dead end.

"Good, give me to die!"

"Eight poles in the palm!"

Lang Jiuji took the lead in making troubles, and a horrible palm print was stacked, and it was shocked to be a heavenly person. There was only one purpose, killing Jiang Chen! There is no room for it.

"Glyphs are small."

Jiang Chen sneered, and the sword began to rise. The sword was one, the sword was over, and the sword was even more fierce. Compared with the previous one, it was better than three points. The horrible sword shadow broke all the palm prints of Lang Jiuji. With the power of the Promise, it was crushed down, and the Long Nine poles were dignified and continually retreating.

The sword of no border, once again shocked everyone, compared to the sword of the previous sword, perhaps a gap, but the sword of no borders has no wind, it is shocking.

Jiang Dian's power, Yang Yang is also slightly nodded, it seems that Jiang Chen is also very concerned about this, this slam nine Jiuji want to win, it is not so easy.

"God bell gold cover! Seal the gods!"

From the time of the Eastern Emperor, the time has changed dramatically. In the face of Jiang Chen’s suppression of the gods, the face of Lang Jiuji is very ugly. Jiang Chen’s hand holding such a terrible artifact really makes many people shocked a underground bus. Nowadays, Jiang Chen has also exerted his best. If it is not because it is not complete enough, Jiang Chen can completely crush the numerous powerful people under the emperor.

“The eight-pole fist is moving!”

Lang Jiuji’s palms were born in the Great Seal, and one of them was shocking. The hands were changed again and again, and countless lines were printed, eventually forming a giant palm, falling from the sky.

Jiang Chen’s god’s golden hood is extremely powerful. This palm is played down. It’s completely incapable of damaging Jiang’s Donghuangzhong. Even the Zhongying is not broken. At that moment, his face became very ugly. Jiang Chen’s means are so shocking to heaven and man.

"Zijinling pot, give it to me!"

Lang Jiuji's hand-held artifact is also a mixed treasure. Unfortunately, the hybrid treasure is too weak. It is not a level compared to Donghuangzhong, even though it is now a broken Donghuangzhong. It is not a random one that can be taken away.

"I don't know what to do! Donghuangzhong, give me a suppression!"

Jiang Chen’s palm grip, Donghuangzhong instantly became a mountain, falling from the sky, suppressed, Lang Jiuji holding the Zijinling pot, confidence a hundred times, then started, collided with Donghuangzhong, instantly crushed Broken, no mercy!

Lang Jiuji's face changed greatly, but it was his only hybrid weapon, and countless soldiers could be inhaled. The power of the Zijinling pot was also very powerful, but it was made by a refiner elder in the Eight Poles. I was very scared. I didn’t expect it to be in the hands of Jiang Chen. The moment when the Emperor’s bell came down, even the people around him were extremely dignified. I felt that my body was greatly affected. pressing.

"Donghuangzhong, Donghuangzhong, the **** clock in the hands of this guy, is it really Donghuangzhong?"

Yang Zen whispered, the more bright the eyes, the seemingly with a touch of excitement.

The method of Lang Jiuji is not strong, but in the hands of Jiang Chen, it seems insignificant. Under the suppression of Donghuangzhong, he also flew away. His face was pale and his blood overflowed. It is obvious that Donghuangzhong Hit, let him be very embarrassed.

"This guy is really strong. I didn't expect the Langjiu of the Eight-Pole Gate to be so embarrassed in his hands. It seems that today's World War I may have variables."

"Who said no, Chen Jiang, who killed the Futu Tower before, does not seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp."

"The people of the Liantuo Tower are not in the eyes, the eight poles, he should not be merciful, hahaha, I really look forward to it, this mixed king, fearing that it is destined to offend the eight poles and the raft tower? ”

"It is ah, when it is estimated that Lianshan Haizong, may not dare to accept this door-to-door son-in-law."

A group of onlookers, etc., all smiled and said, but it is extremely shocking to Jiang Chen’s pressure on the world, the position of the Emperor’s kingdom in the middle of the world, and the stalwart of the eight poles. He eats in his hands, maybe, he will really become the dark horse of this time, and it is not known.

"I can push me to this step, and you are proud enough. It was originally prepared for Jun Juncong. It seems that I have to let you taste it today."

Lang Jiuji’s face was gloomy, revealing a bloodthirsty tooth decay, and it seems that Jiang Chen’s death sentence has been pronounced.

"A fist shocks the nine poles, the world is only me!"

In the hands of Lang Jiuji, there is an unparalleled turbulence, rising from the sky, punching out, punching the world, changing the world.

The boxing wind is nine poles, the yin wind is angry, and the boxing is raging! A dead breath filled the entire sky, and everyone's eyes were at this moment, focusing on the body of Lang Jiuji.