Dragon-Marked War God

Bang...

Two masters of heaven and earth, collided with each other in an extremely fierce posture. Just one collision, they hit the sky and the sky was dark. The river below swayed a layer of waves. A sword light descended from the sky and directly smashed the river. It became two halves.

Among the voids, Xie Yunpeng and Zhao Lingqi came to me, playing the passion and murderous, and the two were all without exception. They all wanted to kill each other. These two are the first-class figures in their respective camps. Once dead, the loss is unimaginable and compensated.

"Zhao Lingwei, I am still coming."

Xie Yunpeng was mad. He was an only child. As a life, Xie Ting was framed by the Yu people and died in the space of the star. This made Xie Yunpeng lose his sense of reason and desperate.

The masters of Wu Ge and the Yu nationality are opposite each other, and there is a disagreement between them. But the two sides have not moved. The feathers naturally do not want to break with the human race, because they have just completed their own big plot, the big plan. See you soon, as long as the geniuses of the Terran have died in it, the Yu can slowly fight with the Terran, not in a hurry.

On Wu Changtian's side, they still have the last illusion. Without seeing the star space once again, they still don't believe in the three thousand-day disciples of Wuge. All of them are tragic. This is unacceptable pain. .

Bang...

At this moment, among the voids above the river, a space portal began to form gradually, showing a virtual shadow. The three-day time designed by the feather masters has now arrived, and the closed star space is about to open again. .

At this moment, Xie Yunpeng and Zhao Lingqi also temporarily stopped the movements in their hands, and everyone looked at the space portal above the river.

On the side of the Terran, one face is ugly, and they are gnashing their teeth. After knowing the Eight Doors, they don’t have much fantasies, but even if they are the only fantasies, they still have to, especially Wu Changtian. The head.

He is the supreme ruler of Wuge and the representative figure of the Terran. He decided that it led to the martyrdom of the three thousand disciples of Wuge. If the result is exactly like Zhao Lingqi’s words, all the disciples of the Terran can’t come out. He will die in vain for a long time, and from then on, he will spend the rest of his life in endless regret.

On the other hand, the feathers are smiling, even proud, and the endings in the remains of the star owners, they almost do not have to guess, in their view, the ending itself is fixed, no suspense.

The situation of the star space is clear that they have long been groping, there is an empty shell inside, nothing left, there will be no accidents at all, that is, the feather disciples cooperate with the eight fans, unless The sun hit the west, otherwise, the human disciples, there is no possibility of survival.

At this moment, in the star main space, above the endless wilderness, more than two thousand martial arts disciples, seeing the sudden emergence of the space portal, one eye is once again lit up, everyone has a feeling of seeing the sky.

When they were caught in the Eight Heroes, almost everyone was completely desperate. They almost did not believe that they had the opportunity to see the sun outside, and they had the opportunity to return to the familiar Wuge.

"The space portal is up, let's go."

Someone said.

"Jiang Chen and the big yellow dog have not returned yet, they will not really have any accidents."

"Yeah, why haven't you come back yet, have you forgotten the time?"

"It shouldn't be, here is an empty shell, not even the head and the beast. Even if we have been here for so long, we have not encountered a little danger. With Jiang's ability, it is even more impossible to meet. bother."

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

All the martial arts disciples are worried about Jiang Chen. After all, this time, the virtual portal is just around the corner, and it will soon be opened, and it will not be long before the space portal opens.

"You don't have to worry, we are very clear about Jiang Chen's ability. There will be nothing wrong with it. The virtual portal is quite big. The teacher can already see it. I will be back soon. Don't forget, the teacher will fly. The speed is far from being comparable to me."

Nie Xiaoying said loudly: "Now, everyone leaves me here, let's go back to Chilingshan and other teachers."

Nie Xiaoying’s current horizon is the highest in the field. It is the highest in the field. It exceeds Li Long and Ji Tian. Her words naturally play a leading role. It is unceremonious to say that Nie Xiaoying is now the captain here, her words. Others will obey and listen unconditionally.

"Okay, let's go first."

Xie Ting was shocked, and the first one went to the Void Portal. Then, a large number of Wuge disciples began to enter the space portal with Xie Ting.

At the center of the Chiling Mountain, above the river, the Terran and the Yu masters, staring at the empty door that has been completely formed, waiting for the people inside to come out.

And this is a terrible conspiracy, what is the outcome, whether it is developed according to the expectations of the feather masters, it will be announced soon.

"Xie Yunpeng, wait and see, your son is already dead. The ones that come out are my feathers. You, the Terran, will not come out one by one, poor, sad, sigh, hahaha..."

Zhao Lingyi laughed happily, incomparably arrogant, and incomparable pleasure. Seeing Xie Yunpeng and Wu Changtian’s almost gray-faced face, Zhao Ling’s inner joy would not come out.

Xie Yunpeng’s fists are full of sounds. He is well prepared. As long as all the people coming out from there are feathers, he will desperately fight Zhao Lingyu, even if he loses his life, he will not hesitate. .

boom!

A sound, a figure rushed out of the space portal, this first one is not someone else, it is Xie Ting.

"father."

After Xie Ting appeared, he just saw Xie Yunpeng, who was closest to himself, and immediately shouted.

"A Ting."

Xie Yunpeng’s eyes slammed and then slammed his eyes, suspicion that his eyes were out of order.

brush!

The next moment, Xie Yunpeng volleyed, like lightning, came to Xie Ting, and grabbed Xie Ting's shoulders with both hands, constantly looking at it, this unconsciously, the eyes were a little moist.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? I am not good?"

Xie Ting smiled and smiled like a child in front of his father.

"A Ting, really you, you are not dead, very good, hahaha, it is very good, your cultivation, even refined into such a level, has reached the source of the nine heavens, to be out For the father's expectations."

Xie Yunpeng laughed, no one can understand his mood at the moment.