Dragon-Marked War God

"let's start."

Jiang Chen nodded, taking the heavens and the earth as the body, and based on the Shenyuan, began to reshape the golden body for the ancestors. For Jiang Chen, this is still an extremely difficult problem.

Jiang Chen’s heart is nowhere to be, and he begins to condense the spirit of the gods between the heavens and the earth. Step by step, a little bit, the gathering of the gods, and the soul of the sacred soul, begin to gather soul for the soul of the ancestors. In terms of dust, this is destined to be a long process, and the energy it takes is unspeakable.

However, Jiang Chen has already been ready. When he and Zu Longhuang met, he already knew that this moment will come.

Jiang Chen wholeheartedly, under the guidance of Zu Longhuang and Zang Feng, rebuilt the golden body for the Zulong Emperor, seven or seventy-nine days, gathered together the endless spirit of the gods, with the heaven and the earth as the body, the gods are the main, Finally, it has shaped the golden body of the ancestors.

The entire underwater world, the endless spirit of the gods, like a spring, gathered together, and this moment the Tibetan front is doing its best to help the ancestors restore their spirits.

As the years have passed, three years have passed, and Zang Feng has helped the Zulong Emperor to reunite the golden body, and the realm of the soul and soul has reached the realm of resurrection, which is no different from Jiang Chen.

The strength of the Zulong Emperor has already reached the realm of the Three Emperors!

In the deep sea, a golden dragon slowly grew up, appeared in the underwater world, slowly creeping, horrible atmosphere, constantly swaying, and hundreds of thousands of miles in the sea, did not dare to approach.

At this moment, Zang Feng has fallen asleep in the ninety-nine-story ancestral tower.

"Oh, too tired, too tired, I should take a break."

The Tibetan front went to sleep, but the underwater world was a shock that became incomparable. The golden dragon constantly changed its color, and the blue and purple were filled with brilliance, like a comet light, going through the sky.

Jiang Chenzui’s corner outlines a smile. Today’s Zulong Emperor should be more happy than the child’s laughter. In the billions of years, suffering from endless grievances and desolation, today, finally, it has completely completed the transformation and relief. Plastic gold body, let him skyrocket to the nine heavens!

Above the Qingtian, the Zulong Emperor swims up, Qi Zhentian, the super strong person of the emperor level, whoever is changed, no one can keep calm, even Jiang Chen is very envious, his strength has reached three products The emperor's respect is the true supreme.

Among the submarine shrines, Jiang Chen looked down between the crystals, but found that the crystal sputum, at this time, has been slowly cracking open.

The smoke in the morning rain slowly opened his eyes. At that moment, Jiang Chen’s heart was completely trembling, and his heart was arrogant. After so many years of hard work, he finally found you, and you finally finally Woke up.

"Dust brother..."

The smoke of the morning rain screamed, but it made Jiang Chen’s heart seem to melt. For many years, he finally heard another person calling him a dust brother. This is the exclusive name of Xiao Yu, except her. No one called him a dust brother.

This dusty brother, Jiang Chen's heart, is also closely linked with the light rain.

Jiang Chen reached out and gently stroked the forehead of the smoke morning. At that moment, Jiang Chen couldn't help it anymore. He burst into tears and hugged the rain tightly. He waited for one day, and the flowers were almost thankful. However, he is finally waiting.

"Sorry, dust brother, I am worried."

The smoke in the morning said softly, as if all the blame was on his own, and he did not want Jiang Chen to worry about her.

"No, it's my fault, it's all my fault, Xiao Yu, I'm sorry, it's useless to let you wake up at this moment."

Jiang Chen shook his head desperately. At this moment, he was like a child, and he got what he wanted most. The feeling of losing it was something that no one would understand.

The farthest distance in the world is that I am standing in front of you, but you don't know that I love you.

When the rain was lying in the crystal cymbals, Jiang Chen’s heart was extremely painful, but he could do nothing. He could only take the crystal scorpion and go all the way to Nantong Shenzhou. In order to wake up the rain, he would rather die than die.

All the rootless water was completely absorbed, the light rain woke up, or the familiar face, or the familiar eyelids, or the gentle little hands, or the intoxicating fragrance.

The two people embraced each other tightly, and it seemed that no one was willing to separate and wanted to embrace the old days.

"For so many years, you have suffered. If you find you earlier, you may not be like this."

Jiang Chen’s heart is full of self-blame, but Xiao Yu is desperately shaking his head. She doesn’t have to think about it. In order to find herself, these younger brothers must have suffered countless rains and winds, and must have experienced countless times of life and death. He seems calm now, but the weather-beaten cheeks make the morning rain very incomparable.

"Dust brother, I miss you so much, I want to think about it."

She smoked Jiang Chen in the morning rain. She felt that this was the warmest place in the world. In the cold shackles, she felt that only desperate coldness, only in the arms of the dust brother, she had the kind of unparalleled The sense of well-being.

"I miss you too. This time, we are no longer separated. Light rain, even if the mountains are not edged, the heavens and the earth are together, I will never let you leave me again."

Jiang Chen said with incomparable tension, tightly holding the morning rain, seems to be afraid that she will leave her own, and the feelings of the past few years have completely broken out at this moment.

In the face of love, everyone is equal. In front of their loved ones, Jiang Chen cries like a child.

However, the delicate body of the smoke morning rain is a slight tremor.

"Sorry, dust brother, sorry, I... I may have to go."

The morning rain bitten the red lips and whispered.

"Why? Why go? Where are you going? I will go with you."

Jiang Chen said with a deep voice, suddenly looked up and looked at the morning rain, no doubt.

The smoke in the morning shook his head and whispered:

"Sorry, my brother, I can't go with you. You know, the world is coming, we are all duty-bound. And I have to go, wait for me, wait for the world to rob, let us Can be together, always together."

The smoke in the morning rain smiled, smiled and cried, and she cried. Her tears wet Jiang Chen’s clothes, but she had no choice.

There are always many accidents in life. There are always times to meet each other. It’s just the meeting between them, but it’s so short. Even though the inner attachment is very incomparable, the smoke morning knows that at this time, it’s even more difficult. Long, the world is robbing, coming soon, each of them can't escape, everyone has their own mission.