Dragon-Marked War God

The world of Warcraft is awesome, he opens his mouth and can swallow everything. In his mouth, he spurts out countless magical spirits. The magic is like a sword, with a strong lethality, toward Jiang Chen bite the past.

Jiang Chen’s face changed dramatically, and the second-level Dasheng’s level of Warcraft was not something he could deal with now. He can now kill the general first-class Dasheng, but it’s not an opponent to the second-level Grand Saint, but a strong place. Warcraft, even the second-level sacred, is equivalent to the general three-level sacred, this gap is irreparable.

Jiang Chen secretly complained, and the dragon was running to the extreme. He wanted to mobilize the blood in the sea, but the grandfather didn't seem to have any sense of it, so Jiang Chen had an impulsive impulse.

In desperation, Jiang Chen can only take out the Tiansheng sword to fight.

Bang...

The powerful and sharp Tiansheng sword is not the opponent of Warcraft at all. If it is not the speed of Jiang Chen, the whole person may be eaten by the World of Warcraft. The existence of the king of the devil is not so good. Dealing with.

Jiang Chen was backed by the powerful magical waves for a dozen steps. He only felt that the blood in his body was overwhelming, and he couldn’t tell the uncomfortable feeling. The corners of his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood.

"Mom, I am not the opponent of this guy at all. If the blood is not working, Laozi only has to escape. Under this absolute strength, I want to use the light of Duhua to subdue Warcraft. Possible things."

Jiang Chen snorted, and his heart was extremely depressed. He thought that this blood can help himself. Now, it seems that there is basically no hope.

"A good boy, the seven-level Xiaosheng in the district can actually resist the blow of this seat and not die. With this alone, you are enough to be proud of yourself."

Warcraft changed into a middle-aged man, prestige, domineering, face full of fierce expressions, this is the king of the devil, the devil can not be compared with it, the World of Warcraft is extremely rare, the Holy Land is so The big one, this is just the second World of Warcraft that Jiang Chen encountered.

"Give this seat to death."

The World of Warcraft moved again and became a humanoid. World of Warcraft gave this piece of emptiness to the blockade. He explored a big hand, and the black palm was like a mountain. He pressed against Jiang Chen and he pressed it down. If you are hit by the front, the consequences are unimaginable.

However, Jiang Chen is proficient in space. It is not a simple matter for Warcraft to kill himself. He can rely on the space to quickly evade it, but Jiang Chen bites his teeth. He is standing still and he is betting. The **** characters in the sea will not sit idly by.

It is almost certain that the blood is definitely related to the dragon. Now he is the master of the dragon. He has seen the ability of the blood, and he has determined that as long as the blood is shot, he will be able to suppress the Warcraft, so He wants to gamble, and the gambling blood will not watch his hands die in the hands of Warcraft.

Since you want to gamble, then simply come to the point, Jiang Chen holding the Tiansheng sword in his hands, but there is no point to counterattack.

This is a great gamble. It is taking life to gamble. If the blood is really no action, then it will be terrible.

Oh...

However, the blood is not disappointing to Jiang Chen. It seems that he felt a great crisis. The blood suddenly sounded a strong humming sound. The next moment, the blood symbol flew directly from Jiang Chen’s body and turned into a blood. Light, the blood does not seem to have any difference, but understatement destroys the attack of Warcraft. Then, the blood is automatically drifting, and it comes to the top of World of Warcraft, and the blood is floating from the blood. Next, turned into a **** big net, shrouded the land of Warcraft.

"Amazing."

Jiang Chen sighed with relief, the uncle finally shot, he once saw the power of the blood, in the purgatory, because of the existence of blood, all the monsters do not dare to step into the refining city, which can be seen Blood characters are suppressed for any monsters. When they first killed World of Warcraft, they also succeeded because of the suppression of blood.

"What is this, terrible, it seems that there is nothing in the past, so I have a kind of heart to worship, the invisible power from the blood, the pressure I breathe is difficult."

The face of World of Warcraft has changed greatly. His eyes are staring at the blood characters above. This blood symbol seems to be the ancestor of any monster. Let the eternal sorcerer surrender. Although he is a magical creature, he is also a monster. Suppressed, the soul is shaking, only feel that it is a violation of the high-spirited existence of the gods, will soon die, where there is still work to kill Jiang Chen.

"The opportunity is coming."

Jiang Chen’s eyes lit up, at this moment, it was the best time. His body swayed directly to the front of World of Warcraft. He ran the refining spirit and screamed at the World of Warcraft: “Warcraft.”

The World of Warcraft was originally suppressed by blood, and the soul was shaking. At this moment, it was shocked by the Great Refining Spirit. There was a short-lived loss. He looked up a bit and saw a light that represented the light. Just brush it and enter your own eyebrows.

Then, the World of Warcraft seems to feel the power of a curse to be imprinted in the depths of his own soul, his fierce resistance, screaming, helpless, under the double pressure of blood and the light of the turn, even if it is The powerful World of Warcraft quickly succumbed and was completely eliminated by the light of the turn.

Jiang Chen grabbed the big hand and put away the blood, and the blood was once again sunk into his air-sea space. When he started the grandfather, Jiang Chen now looks at the uncle, and that is how it looks pleasing to the eye. Too much, if there is no such a grandfather, he will be big today.

Warcraft stopped screaming. In front of Jiang Chen, the unruly breath of his body disappeared completely. Like a meek sheep, World of Warcraft gave a gift to Jiang Chen, and he was very respectful. One voice: "Master."

"OK."

Jiang Chen laughed and laughed. Today is really too happy. The luck is so good. He just left the ancients. The Shadow Organization gave him such a big gift, and let Jiang Chen know the magical effect of the blood.

In the future, there will be World of Warcraft to be with you. It is impossible for ordinary people to kill themselves.

"Warcraft, what are you doing?"

In the distance, the shadow of the old killer's face has also changed, just the change is too fast, he originally thought that World of Warcraft against Jiang Chen, that is, the hand to come, Jiang Chen must be dead, but did not expect such a huge The change, he just heard very clearly, the unruly World of Warcraft actually called Jiang Chen as the main person, this is really a slippery world.

However, for the old man's words, the World of Warcraft turned a deaf ear, as if it could not be heard, and directly and respectfully stood by Jiang Chen.

"Warcraft, what the **** is your mother, kill him soon."

The old man is awkward, but he is not a fool. He sees that the World of Warcraft is not normal. The guess is definitely the ghost of Jiang Chen.

"Warcraft, kill him."

Jiang Chen stretched his finger to the old man.

"Yes, master."

The World of Warcraft immediately had no words, and the magical spirit of Haotian was released again. In a moment, he returned to the momentum of the big demon before, and killed the old man. For Jiang Chen’s words, he did not dare to violate it. Even if Jiang Chen let him commit suicide now, he will not hesitate.

"Ground World of Warcraft..."

The old man’s eyes are coming out quickly. I only think that something incredible happened. The World of Warcraft was just his own companion, and he was his own assistant. In this blink of an eye, he turned around and killed himself. What is the situation of Nima? .

However, the old man just shouted out the three words of World of Warcraft, the attack of the World of Warcraft has come to the near, the old man had to resist, his hand, a long sword, killing sword, very cold, to the ground of Warcraft.

It is a pity that he will be the opponent of World of Warcraft. The World of Warcraft is too strong. Although both are second-level sacred, the combat power is not a level at all. The old man is a killer and is not in the state of assassination. The shadow high-level sent him to shoot, he brought the World of Warcraft together, and now it is good, to bring an enemy to himself.

boom.

The old man and the land of World of Warcraft collided with a blow, the whole person was bombed out, falling in the distance of a hundred feet away, he spurted out a mouthful of old blood, a powerful second-level sacred, is not the opponent of Warcraft.

"Roar……"

World of Warcraft simply ignored the old man's surprise, the order he received was to kill the old guy, immediately erhu did not say, once again shocked the past.

"Malle Gobi, this is what is going on, Jiang Chen, what did you do to Warcraft?"

The old man spurted blood again. This time it was mad. He didn't know what magic power Jiang Chen had displayed. He was able to control the Warcraft. Now he is on the World of Warcraft. In his heart, there are 10,000 grass mud horses running wild, that feeling, I really can't say it.

"Haha, thank you for giving me a big gift in Shadow, Earth Warcraft, what are you in the ink, not killing him soon."

Jiang Chen laughed and laughed again, and once again, the soul of the World of Warcraft was released.

Roar……

The real World of Warcraft is violent, the energy is surging, and the madness is rushing toward the old man. The old man mourns forever. With the repair of his second-level sage, if he escapes at the beginning, he will definitely be able to escape, even if it is World of Warcraft. I am afraid I can't stop it. Unfortunately, he didn't escape at first. Now he has been seriously injured by the World of Warcraft. It is impossible to escape.

The claws of the World of Warcraft hold the old man firmly in control, and the seriously injured old man can't break free anyway.

"Warcraft, my grandfather."

The old man yelled, and if he died today, it would be a sorrow.

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