Dragon-Marked War God

"Nine Color Thunder?"

Jiang Dust's eyes are extremely hot, the nine-color Thunder falls from the sky, no sound, but the power is amazing, with a rumbling loud, covering the sky.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, black, white!

The thunder of nine colors, gathered together, landed from the clouds, Jiang Chen felt a heart palpitations, a terrible sky, more than three points compared to his thunder, more than three points.

"So horrible Thunder, even if it is in the strong man of Hengxing, it is estimated that there is no life!"

The six-ridge dragon couldn't help but be so horrible. He has never been the world between the birth of the world. The first time I saw such a horrible Thunder, the nine colors, representing the nine different power, the strength intertwined, as if The sky is blinded.

"Indeed, this nine thunders seem to be their owners, but in fact, it is a thunder!"

Jiang Chen is positive.

"How can it be?"

The six-ridge dragon is incredibly looked at Jiang Dust.

"Nothing is impossible, that's because you don't know."

Jiang Chen is very serious. At this time, he saw a figure. In the nine-color Thunder, the figure was like steel pouring, long hair shawl, shirtless, shirtless, golden muscular bones, shrouded in flame Among them, you will grow up.

"No ... It's impossible ... wind !!!"

Jiang Duo is smashing, his face is pale, he didn't think of it, in the nine-color Thunder, it will be a wind, although it is just a back, but Jiang Chen will never be mistaken, that is, the wind is absolutely not Will be wrong, the wind is here? Why is the wind that appear under the nine-color Thunder?

"Don't -"

Jiang Dust screamed, the charge, the blood is filled with blood.

He continued to rush to the nine-color Thunder, the speed is extremely fast, because the nine-color Thunder fell, the wind will die.

"This is too terrible, Jiang Chen, you -"

The six-ridge of the dragon, but he didn't expect Jiang Dust to go to the nine-color Thunder. He was calling the youth of the shirtless, that person, is it a relatives of Jiang Dizhen, really like this?

Otherwise, why he will rush down, nine colors Thunder, for their masters, there is no hope, that is probably the power, from the head to the foot, six ridges Before the nine-color Thunder, they were caught breathing, and this time, Jiang Du was rushing up.

Go ahead to dangers!

He didn't choose, because the shirtless youth is his son, it is the most important to relative in his life. How can Jiang Dizhen look at the nine-color Thunder?

Even if you use your own life as the price, Jiang Chen is also at all.

The wind is the belief that he is alone in the world. For so many years, he has been waiting. He firmly believes that the wind must be fine, and yourself will find the wind.

At this scene, Jiang Chen did not hesitate, no matter how terrible, as a father, he is fearless, as long as the wind is fine, he is happy.

"The wind is waiting for me! For the father!"

Jiang Di is like a lightning, flying, stepped on the ladder, and flies.

"Father, don't come over, bitter sea, look back!"

Jiang Chen did not know that it was in his heart or his mind, echoing this sentence, then it is definitely the sound of the wind, must be him!

"Hey, there is no wind ... look back is the shore ..."

It's endless, and it is vibrating.

"Hey."

The six-ridge of the dragon, such as the dead gray, sigh, Jiang Dust, I am afraid it is a nine death and life, the nine-color Thunder is unable to avoid, it is estimated that only the strong strongest beyond the stars can be Good to resist, but Jiang Chen is still unreliable.

"I am coming!"

Jiang Dust's heart is very embarrassing, nine colors of Thunder is too fast, too strong, too violent, Jiang Dust urged the Thunder in the body, lingering around, preparing to have a crazy impact of the nine-color Thunder.

Capsule!

Break a gold thunder!

Jiuchen Tiantian Ringer!

!

The four Thunder intertwined in Jiang Dust, the Thunder's source continued to spread, Jiang Dust hit it, straight into the nine-color Thunder.

"A good Jiang Dust!"

The six-ridge of the dragon is red, and the Thunder of Jiang Dilla has guarded his heart, this battle, facing the nine-color Thunder, Jiang Chen may not be ignorant to the smoke.

Perhaps, there is a chance!

Perhaps, everything just started!

Jiang Duyor is like a one, he must save his son, that is his hard work so long, even if you have a broken bone, even if you are unbearable.

Six-ridge Dragon knows that Jiang Chen is not a bloody charge, his heart has a few, four Thunder's source, even if it is resistant to nine-color Thunder, it is absolutely more than being smoked.

"Wind!"

"Wind!"

"Expand!"

Jiang Dust sounded the sound of the sound, even the eyeball didn't even want it.

Because he has no longer arrival, nine colors Thunder, in the wind, he is still a step.

"Do not--"

Jiang Chen feels that the whole person is like a dead, he actually a step, only one step, you can save the wind.

The wind is under the bombardment of the nine-color Thunder, the flesh is separated, and the smoke is disappeared.

Jiang Chen is even more than a horrible Thunder, and it goes back. If it is not a four Thunder's original nursing body, maybe he has died without burial.

But these are not Jiang Dust, he cares that the wind does not hide, and it is a step, why!

why!

A step!

Jiang Dust is like a knife, the chest is full, self-blaming, why can't you die? Why should the wind have to bear the killing of nine-color Tianlei? Why is it?

"puff--"

Jiang Duyi's blood spurt, the body under the dragon, almost passed through the nine-color Tianlei, no one can imagine, this nine-color Tianmine has more overbearing.

"Why, why is it dead not me ..."

Jiang Dust mys mysteriously, in the eyes of the eyes, a tears, filled with a father's self-blame, he is not willing.

"It's fake, Jiang Chen, all this is fake."

There is between the world, the heavens and the earth changes, the six-ridge dragon is like a dream, shouting.

Jiang Dust's eyes, glanced at the surrounding sky, and the mood is still difficult.

The six-ridge dragon rushed to Jiang Dust, the all thing that just now, it is too realistic, just like it is true, but fortunately, it is just an illusion.

But Jiang Chen is only, only him know, this is not a dream!

The illusion is true, Jiang Chen is still clear, although this is like an illusion, but Jiang Du's heart, it is very clear, this is not a dream, the wind, where are you?

I have to see people, I want to see the dead, and Jiang Chen is like a knife, but he will not give up!