Dragon-Marked War God

"Ling Tian Dao Yun, heaven and earth are like nothing in my life! I am heaven, heaven is me, Ling Tian is above, Ling Wan things."

Jiang Chen’s Ling Tian Dao Yun finally exhausted at this moment, and the Dragon Thirteen and Han Yan, all of them were fainted, crushed by a heavy ridge, and they were completely in a passive state.

Therefore, the dusty road of Jiang Chen began to baptize constantly, constantly purifying the dragon thirteen and the cold, and the hard work pays off!

Jiang Chen has already consumed all the power of the Tao. He sat down on the ground. Fortunately, he did not die. The road did not collapse, and the Dragon Thirteen and Han Yan, at this time, have slowly woken up. Come.

"Where am I?"

The dragon thirteen brows wrinkled and said quietly.

"How is this going?"

Han Yan is also a face-lifting, silently looking into the distance, Jiang Chen panting, pale, but the mouth is with a touch of smile.

"Thirteen brothers!"

Lan Lingji directly fell into the embrace of the Dragon Thirteen. The chilling side of the side was looking at Jiang Chen and the monk monk. It seemed that he did not know what happened before.

"You and the stinky monkey are controlled by the ancestors. The little dusters cover the two of you with their own power. Some of the roads collapse and the two of you are pulled back from the ghost gate."

The hegemonic monk said, at that moment, the dragon thirteen and the cold Yan are all looking at Jiang Chen, the eyes are extremely soft, between the brothers, should not be thankful, but they know that Jiang Chen’s rescue of them is too In time, even if they are not saved, they may become the executioners of the two ancestors.

"You're fine, little dust."

Long XIII looked at Jiang Chen and his eyes burned.

"Can't die!"

Jiang Chen laughed and said, he was very comforted.

"What are you waiting for? Let's kill this **** and ancestors and say it later."

Han Yan looked at Long XIII, and Jiang Chen’s strength consumed more than half. Now they are looking at the monk and the monk, and they are united and go straight to the ancestors. Seven people, the leader in the kingdom, even It is the shadow of the ancestors of the ancestors, and there is nothing to help. The situation is also extremely worrying.

"Since you are so anxious, then I will send you back to the West."

The ancestors roared, nine figures, descending from the sky, and finally gathered together. At that moment, the face of the monk monk was changed.

Above the sky, the wind is rising and the sky is shaking.

"he came."

The words of the monk monk, let everyone glimpse, immediately change his face, the giant scorpion of the ancestors gradually merged at this time, and finally gathered into a thin figure, wearing a black shirt, red eyes, kill It is like a rainbow, over the top of nine days, despising everyone, but his appearance is generally the same as the monk monk.

The magic ancestor punched out, and a group of seven heavenly kings were strong, and all of them were shaken away. The scene was extremely passive.

This is the real strongman to the habitat!

The audience was stunned, but especially the people of the Buddha, they all understood that it was not the Buddha, but their enemies, the ancestors!

"Over the years, you still refused to stay on the cliff, and you still have to be an enemy of the world."

The tyrant's monk said that the ancestors in front of him were born with evil thoughts, but eventually became their biggest enemy and the biggest enemy of the world.

"Your time has passed. Now, it is up to me to be the master. After an era has passed, you still refuse to let go and become the ancestor of the Buddha. I think the person who really can't let go, should it be you?"

The ancestors said with a smile, a gesture of the world, and now his deity has come, completely different from the Japanese.

"Amitabha, you don't want a thief to call a thief. You should understand that you and me can only have one person to survive."

The tyrant is a monk.

"So this person is me, not you, because you don't have this qualification."

The ancestors said that they had already sentenced the death of the monk to the monk and sentenced everyone to death.

"Even if it is the last moment of battle, you must kill you. Otherwise, my Buddha, what face is there to see the world?"

The tyrants and monks took the lead and rushed to the ancestors again. The seven men went to war and knew that the situation was worrying. However, no one retreated. Once they retreated, they might be trapped in despair. The strength of the ancestors and the future. The terrible thing is not what they can match. Almost between the two, the monk monk is forced to retreat again by the Mozu, and the retreat is defeated.

"I am coming too!"

A purple gold red light, rising into the sky, eventually fell behind the demon ancestors, the wave of horror swept across, the devil's brow wrinkled, but still indifferent, sneer, punched, and forced to retreat the ancestors Under the joint efforts of eight people, it is not the opponent of the ancestors. Even if they have joined the ancestors, they are only slightly better. If they want to repel the ancestors, it is still difficult.

Jiang Chen frowned, watching his brothers and friends, constantly being forced back by the ancestors, but also in his heart, but there is nothing to do.

"Try to see if you have any use."

Jiang Chen's palm turned over, and the bronze throne appeared in his hand. This is his only killer, and he can see if the bronze throne can suppress the ancestors.

"Give me the suppression!"

When the bronze throne came out, the eyes of the ancestors flashed, even with a touch of jealous color, but still refused to give in the slightest retreat.

"Give me some repression!"

Jiang Chen successively made four bronze thrones, and all of them were suppressed on the top of the ancestors. The face of the ancestors became severe at this moment.

"Good means!"

From time to time, there are Buddhism disciples, and they are screaming again and again. With eight bronze thrones and Zu Longhuang and other eight talents, they are the superpowers who suppress the ancestors of the ancestors, but the situation is still very difficult. After all, it is a real life.  , want to beat it, is tantamount to idiots say dreams.

"There is no match, the world is like burning!"

The ancestors of the ancestors clenched their fists and volleyed them out. They instantly smashed the four-pole **** and the dragon thirteen, and all of them were pale, stepping back, the only way to stabilize the figure, only half a step to the mirror. Zulong Huang.

"puff--"

At this moment, even the bronze throne in the hands of Jiang Chen was shaken away and was embarrassed.

In the past, it is too strong and too strong.

No one dared to say a word, because this is the Jedi of death for them.

"Is it finished? Is it true that the Buddha is so finished?"

"Yeah, not only the Buddha, but even the Antarctic Shenzhou will certainly fall into the control of the floating tower, which is simply terrible."

"The situation in the past is simply desperate. Is this the strongest between heaven and earth?"

Everyone is silent and afraid to speak loudly.

The monks and monks and other people are also suffering from bitterness. Between heaven and earth, it is difficult for anyone to suppress the ancestors. Even the Buddha does not have a half way. In the past, there is no disadvantage, no one can stop!

At this time, on the West Sea of ​​the Antarctic Shenzhou, a rainbow shadow that covered the sky, leapt from the West Sea.