Dragon-Marked War God

One hundred and thirteen thousand dragon lines, what a powerful force it is. Although Jiangdust has gathered up momentum, the dark hair is still windless and automatic. His eyes are glittering with a golden glow, and he feels incredibly divine. He raises his hands and feet and is filled with hegemony. It is a hegemonic atmosphere of the natural king. He does not move like a mountain, he moves like a god of warfare.

At this moment, the power of the river and dust is at least ten times higher than before. With his current modification, even if he does not carry out dragon change, he can directly kill the genius of the late Fairy King like Forever. If he carries out dragon change, any expert at the level of Half Step Immortal Emperor can be eliminated. This premise is still based on genius, even less so if he says half the monks.

Confronting the general monks, the state of the dragon is enough to fight the early master of the Immortal King. Of course, it is only a confrontation, trying to destroy it is still not possible. After all, there is a huge gap between the Immortal King and the Immortal King, almost an insurmountable divide, but anyway, Jiangdust is now repaired in the early days of the Immortal King, and the power of the war has entered the Immortal King's ranks initially.

After finishing up his shirt, Jiangdust stood up from the top of the Great Green Stone, from refining the Holy Flame Emperor Dan to the current state of promotion to the early Immortal King, Jiangdust took less than half an hour, such a terrible rate of promotion, if it spread out, I don't know how many people will be scared to death.

Moreover, Jiangdust did not completely refine and absorb the pharmaceutical power in the body, and another part was stored by him, ready to work.

Jiangdu turned his head and looked at the room and found that the room was extremely quiet. It seemed that the big yellow dog was still in a closed state. This guy took so many psychotropic drugs all of a sudden, it must have taken time to digest them, and the way the big yellow dog digested and absorbed them was very perverse. That is, sleep, such ability to change the sky, and look at the whole world alone.

Wow...

When Jiangdu waved, the ban over the sky was lifted directly, and calm was again restored in the other courtyard.

Along with the quiet atmosphere of the other courtyard, the heart of Jiangdu also seemed calm. He looked up at the full moon of the sky and suddenly discovered that tonight's moon was really round. Jiangdu jumped over the roof and sat lazily, looking up at the night sky.

The night sky here is beautiful, the most beautiful, the full moon, the stars, paint a brilliant picture of the stars.

Gradually, Jiangdu's heart also calmed down. When a person calms down, he will have to think about something, think about some people, look at the moon home, Jiangdu may miss his family.

“Dad, are you all right? ”

Jiang Dun muttered that sometimes, thinking is just a moment, when that moment of emotion comes up, it is an uncontrollable emotion, as at this moment, the circle moon and the stars hooked up the past of Jiang Dun, and the thoughts poured up like a tide.

Mindfulness, for Jiangdu, is a feeling of happiness, he was a lonely widow in his previous life, never knew what it meant to be mindfulness, now he is a lifelong, he has everything, he is a truly flesh and blood person.

A lot of people to miss, Jiang Zhenhai, the most important person in his life, the only family, Jiangdu thought of Tianxiang city drip, thought of fighting with Murong's family, thought of Qingcheng, thought of the fireworks building, thought of his opponent Li's family.

Too many things have been attributed to dust and cloud smoke.

Chicheng, Jiangdu has a big yellow dog, smoke and morning rain, two important people in his life, left Chicheng, crossed the mountains of origin, Jiangdu came to Qizhou, encountered the North and South enemies of life and death...

All the drip drips are flowing like debris in the minds of the rivers and dust, and then they come together, and this is a lifetime, a legend.

Jiangdu thought of a lot of people, Jiangzhenhai, Smoke Wars Cloud, Wujiu, Yuzihan, Xuanyi Real People, Nangong Asked Heaven, Wuwang...

Lots and lots of people, Jiangdu guess, some of these people must have broken free of the bondage of the Holy Yuan mainland and flew up to the Immortal Realm like themselves, just don't know when to see it.

Thoughts are uncontrolled things. Those people, those things, are the greatest treasures of Jiangdust's life. Today, Jiangdust doesn't know where to go, but Jiangdust is very relieved by the cold, because he knows the cold, the blood of the ancient demons, is born destined to be unusual.

The monk went to Bailong Temple, Jiang Dun was still very relieved, the monk got the monument, it was an ancient divine weapon, and the monk was born with a deep Buddhist friendship, it was a rare genius, he believed that even to Bailong Temple, he would not be named.

Dance bamboo has been found, and now it is in Fan Wang Palace with the old Baoyong they cultivate, Jiangdu is just as relieved.

What worries Jiangdu the most is the smoke rain, the smoke rain has been flying up for a long time, but there is still no news. The only news is the immortal order and the burial of the immortal coffin. Jiangdu does not know exactly what the relationship between the woman buried in the immortal coffin and the smoke rain is, but it is certain that the smoke rain is definitely linked to it. This is a secret that Jiangdu eagerly wants to know, but this secret is not so easy to know, the process of pursuing the secret is incredibly long, the legendary empire can not be reached with talent.

However, Jiangdu was not discouraged. He firmly believed that if the smoke rain was associated with the daughter of the Immortal King, then at least the life of the smoke rain would not be in danger. As for what kind of secrets were hidden in it, Jiangdu would find out sooner or later. The most important thing now is to repair it. Only by constantly improving it can we get closer to that realm and touch the secrets more quickly.

“Jiangdu, Yaxing is good. ”

At this moment, an untimely voice interrupted Jiangdu's thoughts, pulled Jiangdu back to reality, Jiangdu smiled, then turned to look at the other courtyard, and saw that Oriental King did not know when he had appeared in the other courtyard, smiling at himself.

Jiang Dun jumped off the roof in a hurry and hugged the Oriental Emperor with his fist: “Master. ”

Jiangdu still has a very good impression of this Oriental King.

“Don't know what happened when the chief visited late at night? ”

Jiangdu asked, he knew that such a figure as the Oriental Emperor must be safe from the Sanbao Palace. In the middle of the night, he came to find his little disciple. If he wanted to talk, Jiangdu wouldn't really believe it.

“Jiang Dun, I'm here to ask for you. ”

The Oriental King laughed, but the expression was somewhat unnatural, as if it were embarrassing. After all, it was not easy to ask for a disciple in his capacity.