Dragon-Marked War God

“Damn, how did he get so strong? ”

Xiao's pristine face became incredibly ugly. Not only was he fanned by the river dust, but the shock in his heart was the biggest. He had always wanted to get rid of the river dust, but he himself had never put a younger generation in his eyes. Now he realized that he was no longer an opponent of the river dust, and that kind of psychological shock was not something that ordinary people could bear.

“Old dog, if you jump out and stop me, I'll kill you first. ”

Jiang dust stared severely at Xiao Wu Prism. He wanted to kill Xiao Wu Prism directly, but Xiao Wu Prism was, after all, the unsuccessful master of Grade 8 Great Holy Peak. He had just promoted himself to Grade 5 Great Holy. It would still take a long time to kill Xiao Wu Prism without dragon transformation.

At present, the great enemy is not suitable for war with his own people, so Jiang Dun let Xiao live for a while, whenever he has the chance, he must kill him.

Xiao Wuling broke down. In his capacity and status, when was he called such a scolding by a minor generation? But Xiao Wuling's capital was so deep that even for such humiliation, he endured it, because he knew very well that the river dust had grown and was an incredibly brutal figure, even the abbot of Da Lei Yin Temple had killed him. If he really burst out to kill him, he would probably die for nothing. As for removing the river dust, he could only think of a way to do it later.

The people of the ancient palace were all a surprise. Jiangdust grew too fast to react to them. However, Jiangdust and dust only grabbed Xiao Wuling. It was really a huge relief for the ancient palace. Gu Zheng had a smile on his face and had chosen not to speak at all. This was a world of honor in itself. Whoever was strong had the right to issue orders. Gu Qiandong gave power to Gu Zheng, but Gu Zheng has now acquiesced to Jiangdust instead of himself.

Several other people in the main hall have not spoken, even Xiao Wulin has been slapped, they are still smarter, do not offend the eyebrows of Jiangdu at this time, no one fears the rising genius of this young generation, one person can be practiced strong or strong, the style of action can be frightening, it is like Jiangdust, people's impression of him is not only powerful and horizontal, the key is his brutal act style and means, say kill, no matter the occasion, no matter who the other person is, killing is based on his own taste, such people are the most horrible and the most difficult to deal with.

One person deterred the whole scene, which is absolute deterrence, seeing that no one dares speak anymore, Jiangdu looked at distant monks and others and said aloud: “Little monks, this side of the narrative. ”

Rumor has it that Monk and Master Lei Feng and the cold dust and rain immediately flew over. They clearly saw what was happening here, but they were used to the power of the river and dust, but just now killing the abbot and high priest of the Great Thunder Temple, grabbing the elder of the Shao Palace is really an unrivalled thing, especially for monks, he had long seen the Great Thunder Temple and wanted to clean it up.

The cold has fully understood the great spell, believing that it will take less than two days to directly strike the sixth Holy Grade. He and the monks are on the rise, and the young generation of the entire Holy Grade continent has rarely had enemies.

“Little monk, are you interested in taking control of the Great Thunder Monastery? ”

Jiang Dun asked with a smile, as if the Great Thunder Monastery was already in his hands, let whoever wants to control it control it, there is no need to discuss it with the people of the Great Thunder Monastery.

“How can a poor monk, Hood, control the Great Thunder Monastery? ”

The monk said, show a little modesty.

“Little monks do not have to be modest, your strength now is enough to be the first Buddha's door, and you are the heir of the Qinglian ancestors. Everyone knows the fame of Qinglian ancestors in the Buddha Gate, let you take control of the Buddha Gate in the West. That is the best. I hope that the Buddha Gate can steam the sun in your hands and restore the full season of the year. ”

Jiangdu said.

“In that case, the poor monk should be respectful. ”

Nor did the monks postpone. These young Lotus Mountains have been oppressed by the Great Thunder Monastery. Now the day of turning around will naturally come. The Buddha Gate has been less than a year since its decline. Being a genius of the Buddha Gate, if it can revive the Buddha Gate, it is undoubtedly a feat and a hegemonic desire.

The high priest of the Great Thunder Monastery wanted to say nothing, and ultimately did not say anything, to create people. These young Lotus Mountains have been under their surveillance and control. Now the little monk has turned over to become the master, I do not know how to treat them.

But it seems that nobody will say anything to make Little Monk the abbot of the Great Thunder Temple. First, it is useless to say anything. Second, as Jiang Dun said, the ancestors of Qinglian Ancestors are naturally qualified to control the Buddha Gate, and the Little Monk has shown his strong strength before. Even those high priests of the Seventh Holy Level of the Great Thunder Temple are not rivals of Little Monk.

Ho, ho, ho...

The Devil's waves are overwhelming, the demonic army has attacked, not far from the Great Thunder Monastery, and the war is on fire.

“Little monk, you lead the Great Thunder Monastery to the front, Buddha Gate needs to transform himself in battle. ”

Jiangdu said.

“Okay.”

The monk fought the devil's people with great intentions. He had the same temper, and Buddha really needed to change.

“All the Buddhist men of the Great Thunder Monastery listened and followed me to destroy the devil and to raise my Buddhist prestige. ”

The monk shouted at the Great Thunder Temple and took the lead in shooting at the Demonic Army, and the cold and smoky rain followed. This is the cold main battlefield, and he will not miss any chance to improve himself.

“The rest of the Temple of the Holy Grace, let me kill into the Demon Army, they can't even go back to the Phantom Realm today. ”

Jiang dust is full of bully, he is covered with gold light, as if a Gestapo had come. Through the iron and blood means just now, nobody on the side of the Temple of the Holy Yuan has dared to disobey his orders, and the demonic army has attacked, and everyone must join the battlefield.

Xiao Wuling looked at the back of Jiangdu and more doubted his identity.

“The other two monks, both friends of Jiangdu, Gudu, for the sake of the small monks, regardless of killing the abbot of the Great Thunder Monastery, the relationship between the two must be different, and this Western World War, Jiangdu did not show up, the two people, most likely the same person, must find a way to get rid of it as soon as possible, I now send a message to Xiao Temple, let Xiao Temple's hidden extinct genius attack, come to the Western World to destroy this person. ”

Xiao Wuling's eyes glistened, and his heart more determined the identity of the river dust and ancient dust. At this time, in order to remove the river dust, Xiao's hidden genius had to strike. The Ninth Grade Great Saint was led by the Demonic Super Demon Holy. Others were not rivals of the river dust. If he let the river dust continue to grow, he would suffer infinitely later.

And in fact, Jiangdu at this moment, not so concerned about his own identity, is enough to deal with a lot of things with his current modifications.