Dragon-Marked War God

When I thought of treading waves, Jiangdu first took out Tiansheng Sword, I found that in the space of Tiansheng Sword, Tan Wang Pan sat on his knees, completely caught in the practice state, still had a faint lightning flash on his body, very divine. It seems that Tan Wang has not rested these days, nor has he been holding his breath, and has been adjusting his wounds.

“Tan Wang, come out. ”

Jiangdust detected a divine notion passed to Tan Lang, at the same time opening the space of Tiansheng Sword, hearing the call of Jiangdust, Tan Langhao opened his eyes, and then walked out of Tiansheng Sword space, he saw that Jiangdust was still alive at first sight, and the breath was strong, and the face immediately revealed a surprise color. These days, when Jiangdust coma, Tiansheng Sword space was completely sealed off, Tan Lang had no idea what was happening outside. He only remembered that when the day of the ferry, Jiangdust was under the siege of the three great masters of Shuro Temple, and there seemed to be nothing at all about Jiangdust.

“Jiangdu, you're okay. That's great. ”

Tan Lang said with great surprise, then he noticed the situation in the hall, there were two young monks, his face suddenly surprised, he didn't know the old monk, but this little monk was clearly remembered. On that day, this guy took Sherizi from the sea of chaos, and killed the genius of the four forces. So not brutally, this monk is truly the first pirate of chaos.

“Let me introduce you, he is called the Buddha. You have met him before, you can call him a monk later. This is Master Breeze, Master of the Buddha, we are far west now...”

Jiang Dun introduced Tan Lang to the identity of the ruler and Master Lei Feng, and then used his mind to instantly pass on what happened during this period to Tan Lang. In fact, there is really not much about this paragraph, because this period of Jiang Dun has been in a coma, he mainly explained the relationship between himself and the ruler.

“We actually came to the West. ”

After listening to the words of Jiangdu, Tan Lang shouted, and thought of what had happened in Liangzhou in the first place, it was like the next century. He did not dream that he would one day become friends with the first pirate of the turmoil. As for Master Langfeng, Jiangdu did not introduce his cultivation, with the strength of Tan Lang, he naturally could not feel it. He just felt that the monk in front of him was extremely simple, deeply unpredictable, at least more powerful than the bully, otherwise how could he be his master?

Far west, the kingdom of Buddha Gate, Tan Wang from the future here, thinking about what happened to him in Shuro Palace, Tan Wang's heart is very unpleasant, especially the suffering in Hell's cold prison, makes himself a disciple of Shuro, even more painful.

Tan Lang would never have thought that his disciple, Shuro Temple, would one day become an enemy to life and death. After listening to the experience of Jiangdu's escape on that day, Tan Lang could almost conclude that Jiangdu and Shuro Temple must be immortal in the future, there is no possibility of dissolution.

“Meet Master Breeze. ”

Tan Wang reacted and offered a deep gift to Master Breeze. As an offspring, he had basic courtesy and respect for the high priest.

“This little friend is hurt pretty good, too. ”

Master Valentine gauged Tan Lang and immediately said.

“I am badly injured, my life is in danger, if not for the help of Brother Jiang to get the force of thunder quenched, I am afraid it is dead now, I have recovered a lot now, at least act freely, repair to want to fully recover, I am afraid it is not an easy thing. ”

Tan Wang smiled and honestly, he is still able to stand here undamaged to speak. He has been very satisfied. Since the moment he entered Hell's Cold Prison, he has not thought that he still has a chance to live. Now after 40 days of cultivation in Heavenly Sword, his broken legs have recovered, but his internal injuries are serious, repair to want to recover completely, no doubt impossible.

“Your injuries are nothing compared to Jiang Xiaoyou and this Da Huang. It's also a simple thing to recover, you just need to...”

Master Feng's voice was not finished, his eyebrows suddenly snapped, then his body shook, the whole person disappeared into the palace, Tan Wang immediately shocked, the old monk's cultivation was really unpredictable, he stood in front of him, he did not see how the other party disappeared, even the void in the palace did not shake for a moment, such a cultivation, even the Lord Shuro Temple could not do it at all.

“Val, my old friend is here again. ”

Just as the master of the wind just disappeared, a thick voice emerged outside the green lotus mountain. It seems that the reason why the master of the wind suddenly disappeared was to sense a visitor.

Jiangdust can be judged by the voice of the people and the randomly emitted momentum. The visitor is not weaker than the master of the wind. Heran is also a Grade 9 saint.

“A man of the Great Thunder Monastery. ”

The hegemonic said.

“Do people from the Great Thunder Temple come here often? ”

Jiang Dun asked, the voice said it was coming again, but it was not the first time it had come.

“Heard that the Great Thunder Temple in the West is a Buddhist sanctuary with unpredictable strength, and even the large family of Shenzhou pure earth are reluctant to provoke the Great Thunder Temple. ”

Tan Lang was astonished. The Great Thunder Monastery is a major force in a large domain of male domination. It is located at the peak of Shenzhou mainland. It is not such a small force as Shuro Temple that can be compared.

“Over the years, the Great Thunder Temple has come here frequently. He wanted to invite the master to join the Great Thunder Temple, and promised many advantages. But the master refused. His elderly people were not interested in the Great Thunder Temple and only wanted to guard it, because this is where the grandmaster left off. ”

The ruler said, his eyes on Ancestor Green Lotus.

“Let's go out and have a look. ”

Jiangdu said.

“No, Master, everyone who sees the Great Thunder Temple will take me away. Even if we go out, if Master doesn't want to, we won't hear what they have to say even if we stand in front of them. ”

The Overlord shook his head.

Jiang dust frowned, felt that Master Lei Feng was even weirder. The Great Thunder Temple is the Holy Land of the Buddha Gate, the supreme being. Is there anything else that can not be done? The Master Lei Feng treats the hegemonic master and also the father. He can feel the extraordinary love and expectations of the hegemonic from Master Lei, but about Ancestor Green Lotus, and about him and the Great Thunder Temple, the hegemonic does not let the hegemonic know at all.

Jiang Dun guessed that the reason why the Great Thunder Temple repeatedly came to Qinglian Mountain to invite Master Wen Feng must have a certain purpose. Otherwise, with the existence of the Great Thunder Temple, although a Grade 9 Little Holy Precious, the Great Thunder Temple would not pay too much attention to it, and could not make the previous invitation.

The Buddha is right, taking the cultivation of the master of the wind and the visitor, as long as they do not want to, they can not hear each other's conversation, even if the Buddha is standing beside them, but the Buddha can not hear, does not mean that Jiangdu cannot hear, the God of the Great Derivative Soul Art is far from what ordinary people can imagine.

Running in the dark of the river and dust, the power of the soul penetrated out silently, wrapped the entire Qinglian Mountain. Under the perception of the river and dust, the highest part of Qinglian Mountain, two monks stand opposite each other, one of them is the master of the wind, the other, dressed in golden colour, stately, magnificent, the age looks about the same as the master of the wind, and the cultivation is no less than, at first glance, the high priest of the Great Thunder Temple.

“Old Breeze, these days are gone and you look great. ”

The visitor opens his mouth.

“Yuanjie, if you are here to chat with Lao Jie, welcome Lao Jie, how come you come to persuade me to join the Great Thunder Temple, or leave early. ”

Master Valentine spoke directly.

Rumor has it that the Master Yuan Ji's face has not changed, and he has a smile on his face. Obviously, this is not the first time he has eaten such a closed door spoon.

“Breeze, you are just too stubborn to look at the whole western realm. I'm afraid you're the only one who dares to refuse the invitation of the Great Thunder Monastery repeatedly. I came this time, but with great sincerity. ”

Yuan Jie said.

“Nothing more than promising the status of the Grand Thunder Monastery. Your family is not interested in these things. You and I don't have to turn around and lose the Buddha's nature. Your Grand Thunder Monastery has repeatedly invited me, nothing more than a book left by my master. ”

Master Valentine spoke.

“Ancestor Green Lotus is the Buddha, the supreme Buddha of the Buddha Gate, and the pride of our Buddha Gate. The Book is the strongest book of our Buddha Gate, and the cultivation of the three great French seals. These things should have belonged to the Great Thunder Temple. If old friends of the wind could have contributed the Book and the three great French seals, perhaps they could have created the glory of the Buddha Gate again. ”

Yuan Jie said.

“My master, his old man is not dead, his things, I do not have the right to decide, besides, I do not have the scriptures at all. ”

The wind immediately refused to speak.

“Feng, I advise you to die for that heart. Old Qinglian Ancestor has become the past, just like the first saint in the world, there is nothing anyone can do. All these years you put all your hopes on the little monk, but even the big thunder monastery can't do anything, even though the small monk talent is better, I'm afraid you won't be able to fulfill your wishes. ”

Yuan Ji's tone has become a little impatient, and he has been a true teacher of Master Feng's stubbornness over the years.

“The Green Lotus Mountain thing, don't worry about the Great Thunder Temple. ”

The tone of Master Wei Feng also became stronger. Over the years, he had been attacked by the Great Thunder Temple, and had long been tired of the Great Thunder Temple.

“Feng, the old man advises you to think about it. It is better to cultivate a small monk than rely on the Great Thunder Monastery. As long as you contribute the book to the Great Thunder Monastery, Buddha will definitely become strong again. Even if a second Old Green Lotus is present, it is not impossible. Old Green Lotus wants to see the sun again. Relying on the Great Thunder Monastery is more reliable than relying on the small monk. ”

After Yuan Jie finished speaking, he walked away and disappeared.