Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Chen took Chen Lu and the others to run all the way. Under the stone statue, they found a passage, but there were many passages, and no one knew which one to go.

"Big Brother Jiang Chen..."

Chen Lu looked at Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen frowned, he was also very big-headed, he didn't know which one to choose, but each one was bottomless, and no one knew what would happen next. There is still some danger.

However, at this time, there is no longer any chance, and it is absolutely impossible to continue to sit still. No one knows whether those idols will turn their guns, and no one knows if Chen Dong will come to them and whether they will be able to last until the end.

For now, the plan is to choose a channel they can enter.

In the distance, Jiang Chen saw that Chen Chixiao did not hesitate, so he jumped into one of the passages of the idol, and at the last moment, that Chen Chixiao smiled at Jiang Chen indifferently.

"This is the so-called boldness of art masters."

Chen Dianya said bitterly, they were still hesitating, but at this time, Chen Chixiao had already rushed down.

Of course, no one can guarantee that Chen Chixiao's path must be the right one.

"Every one is different, it's not necessarily right, it's not necessarily wrong, it's all up to you."

Jiang Chen pondered.

"Brother Jiang Chen, I'll go one by myself. I want to see what's different about this Kunlun Shrine."

Chen Lu's eyes were burning, and her eyes were full of excitement. If she wanted to become a strong woman on her own, she had to find her own way.

Jiang Chen nodded, Chen Lu's strength is not weak now, so it is not unreasonable for her to choose to go alone at this time. First, she doesn't want to drag Jiang Chen down, and second, she wants to experience the desperate situation of life and death. The feeling that only by constantly gaining a new life in a desperate situation can you quickly improve your strength.

Whoever can break through the nebula level will be able to achieve real sublimation on the ancient battlefield. At that time, the status and the right to speak will be different.

Chen Lu has gone all the way to the present, and Jiang Chen also sees her hard work. She is indeed talented, but her heart is full of fighting spirit, fighting to the death and living to the death, as long as there is such a place to die And the attitude of the young, why can't he be able to rise strongly?

"Take care of yourself!"

Chen Yingying looked at Chen Lu and nodded slightly. At this time, when Chen Lu jumped into the passage under the statue, Chen Dianya also chose to go to the passage alone.

"Senior, Yingying, I'm going one step ahead, don't miss me too much, hahaha."

In Chen Dianya's life, there are two wishes, one is to be with Chen Yingying, and the other is to continuously improve his own strength and become a real powerhouse.

However, it is impossible for him to be trapped in a honeypot by love. The more he does, the more he knows that there is still a long way to go. Although he wants to stay by Chen Yingying's side, he cannot do it. His own dream, being strong, is the path he should take in the end.

Jiang Chen is very strong, and his goal is to surpass Jiang Chen.

After Chen Dianya left, only Jiang Chen and Chen Yingying were left. At this time, Chen Yingying did not want to go alone, but chose to follow behind Jiang Chen.

"If Brother Feng is still here, he will definitely not let you go alone, senior, I am willing to follow in your footsteps."

Chen Yingying said with a serious heart.

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment, nodded, and didn't say much.

He also chose a passage under the statue and jumped in directly, and Chen Yingying naturally followed.

Jiang Chen's heart is very clear, Chen Yingying may have seen Feng'er's shadow in her body, so she chooses to follow him. At this time, she has nothing to say, but Jiang Chen believes that Feng'er is definitely not dead. You will find him for sure.

After leaving this ancient battlefield, he will go to find Feng'er's bottom path, and that hateful feather clan, no matter where he goes, he can't miss this **** feather clan, one day, he will definitely take the whole The feathers were wiped out.

After Jiang Chen entered the passage under the statue, after about ten breaths, he fell into a chaotic space.

The surrounding area is white, it looks like a mountain col, and there are swamps around it, but the mountain col is not big, it is estimated that it is only a few thousand square meters. In the distance, there is another **** statue, the **** statue is about ten high. Zhang, more majestic and domineering than what I saw outside before.

Under the statue, there are nine layers of steps, each of which is very mottled.

The **** statue held a steel fork in his hand, his eyes widened in anger, very terrifying.

After the statue, there is a door. The door is completely blocked by the statue. The milky white door is three feet high and three feet wide. It is not as big as the statue. The pattern pattern is full of curiosity.

"This is the incarnation of Mora."

Chen Yingying said seriously, her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance.

"What is an incarnation of Mora?"

Jiang Chen asked, this statue looks very domineering, and the steel fork in his hand is also very powerful. Compared with the Heavenly Dragon Sword in his hand, it seems to be completely true, which is why he was shocked.

"The incarnation of Moruo is also the incarnation of Qin Tian Moruo. It is rumored that there are hundreds of Moruo incarnations. Each Moruo incarnation is the first life of Qin Tian Moruo. The owner of this Kunlun Shrine is Qin Tianmo Luo, and this Qin Tian Mo Luo is probably his incarnation."

Chen Yingying said cautiously, carefully observing the surrounding movements. She didn't know whether the statue would make a move. She didn't know that the situation just now was at least quite dangerous, and it's not a bad thing to plan ahead.

"It should be the same with the statues outside."

Jiang Chen's heart moved, Qin Tianmo Luo, the owner of this Kunlun Shrine, these are the incarnations of Mo Luo, then this Qin Tian Mo Luo is really a quite terrifying character.

I don't know, how is it compared to your own respected teacher, Longfutu?

At least being able to own this Kunlun Shrine, its status and status cannot be ignored.

"Yes, Qin Tianmo Luo is a close friend of our ancestors of the Chen family. It is rumored that because of defending against foreign enemies, we fell with our ancestors of the Chen family. I don't know how strong the enemy is, but the name of Qin Tianmo Luo, since then , never appeared in the eternal world again, Qin Tianmo Luo Weizheng Jiutian, the ancestor of our Chen family was also a very powerful figure in the eternal world. It's a pity that times have changed, this Kunlun Shrine may be the best witness Now, this incarnation of Mora is the final swan song. Guarding the Kunlun Shrine, time will smooth everything."

Chen Yingying sighed.

"That door should be what this Mora incarnation guards."

Jiang Chen said that there are hundreds of Moruo incarnations guarding Qin Tian Moruo. Even if someone finds this place, they may not be able to succeed. Although Moruo incarnation has no soul or mind, he is still able to Attacking, it should be a trace of Qin Tianmo Luo's legacy.

"The pattern on it should be Mora's Gate."

Chen Yingying is like an encyclopedia, she still has a lot of research on the ancient ruins and ancient history of the Xianchen period.

Chen Yingying followed Jiang Chen's side, but she also helped Jiang Chen a lot.

"Look at it first, then try not to provoke this Mora incarnation. This Mora incarnation seems to be more powerful than the outside. Just looking at the momentum, I checked a lot."

Jiang Chen said with deep conviction, when he walked to the gate of Moruo, Jiang Chen suddenly felt behind him, as if a cold air was coming.

"I don't believe it can't be opened."

Jiang Chen exerted all his strength, but failed to open the door of Moruo. Chen Yingying's face was pale and patted Jiang Chen's shoulder. When Jiang Chen looked back, he stood there for a while, the tall and mighty Moro incarnate, looking at him blankly.