Dragon-Marked War God

Han Feng's face became a little ugly. The reincarnation of the Great Emperor of Heaven was terrible. He killed so many master immortals at random. He could see that with the strength of the North and South dynasty, even if he did it himself, he would probably be killed by the other party in seconds, and even without emperor's sword, he would die tragically in the hands of the North and South dynasty.

However, when Han Feng saw the calm face of the river dust next to him, his heart couldn't help but thumbs up against the river dust, hid his own half-emperor, his heart was not as good as a young Immortal Emperor, the river dust could still remain faint in this situation, the Thai mountains collapsed in front of him and did not change color, with this alone, this is destined to be a powerful figure.

Killing the master immortals, the North and South looked at Jiangdu again, his mouth smiled with laughter, the whole person killed the air, powerful power locked Jiangdu and Han Feng firmly.

“Jiang Dun, I told you, you're not my opponent, you're going to die in my hands sooner or later, now that I've become powerful, you're only a termite in front of me, I can crush you with one finger, what else do you have to say? ”

The North and the South were arrogant. It was only at this time that he really did not put the river dust in his eyes. In his view, the river dust had become a pot and wanted to escape from his own hands, unless a miracle occurred.

“Really? You should have thought that accidents happen every time. ”

Jiangdust is still a desolate face.

Rumor has it that the North and South are suddenly seeing a change in their smiling faces. This sentence of Jiangdu is like a knife stabbed in his heart, because Jiangdu's words are not wrong. Whenever he eats Dingjiang dust, the miracle will eventually happen, change the ending, it was himself who occupied the wind, but eventually made himself a bad way.

So even though the North and South have already felt set to eat the dust, the uneasiness in their hearts will still emerge.

“Jiangdu, I'd like to see what miracles are happening today. ”

The North and South bite their teeth, killing more and more, and he has never been so eager to kill a man.

“Brother Jiang, I will stop him first. You must leave quickly. God still needs your help. Even if you fight this old life today, you must be safe. ”

Han Feng's body swung in front of the river and dust.

Jiangdu nodded darkly, the impression of Han Feng was still very good. Anyway, he was very sincere about the Nangong Qian Tian. In order to be able to help the Nangong Qian Tian, he could not want his own life.

“Old man, if you want to die, I'll kill you first. ”

The North and South dynasty said that the Emperor's sword struck the past against Han Feng.

Boom...

At this time, the funeral coffin also moved, the huge ancient coffin blocked in front of Han Feng, the indestructible Emperor's sword was cut over the funeral coffin, making a sound, wiping out a large amount of spark, but the Emperor's sword was more powerful, and could not leave a trace on the funeral coffin.

The Emperor of Heaven is naturally strong and unique, but compared to the ancient Emperor of Burial Immortals, there are still some gaps. In a sense, the fame of the Emperor's sword is also a lower level and grade than the burial of the Immortal Coffin.

“Fucking Funeral Coffin and Nine Yin Empress, I'll kill Jiang Dun and the old man before I come after you. ”

North and South said angrily, his intention was to wipe the Emperor's sword to block the burial of the Immortal Coffin, and then his mighty hand came up and struck out the terrible hand of heaven. His huge palm suddenly covered Han Feng and Jiangdu in the past. To strike Jiangdu and Han Feng, he must kill.

“So strong. ”

Han Feng's face was incredibly ugly. He could feel the horror of the hand of heaven. Now all his breath is locked by the hand of heaven. It is a powerful as a mountain. Han Feng's character, even if he did his best, under the hand of heaven, is a dead end.

Boom!

At this most critical moment, the burial of the fairy coffin once again showed great movement, the heavy coffin was directly lifted, a beautiful woman in white as snow came out of it, the woman came out, waved a hand, the palm, as huge as the hand of heaven, crystalline as jade, more like an ice sculpture, the whole void was frozen by the cold breath emanating from that big hand.

Boom...

The hand of heaven and the iceman collided violently, tearing apart the entire interior space and spreading a wave of terror, as if the world were at an end.

“Little rain. ”

Seeing smoke and rain again, Jiangdu immediately shouted, unable to conceal his inner excitement. Since the beginning of the Sino-Yuan continent, until today, the two of them met.

Yan morning rain turned to look at the river dust, the cold and icy face, after seeing the river dust, a smile appeared, she threw up her tongue at the river dust: “Dust brother. ”

A dust brother, called Jiangdu almost burst into tears, to be honest, he had been worried before, worried whether Su woke up in the morning rain or the Nine Yin Empress, now it seems that all his worries are redundant.

But it is also normal, after all, the Nine Yin Emperor is dead, the smoke and morning rain is just the reincarnation of the body, like the North and South, he merged the body of the Great Emperor of Heaven, but the essence is still the North and South, it only uses some memories of the previous life, really dominated by the North and the South.

Smoky morning rain and Nine Yin Emperor are the same. Smoky morning rain is the new birth. After all, Nine Yin Emperor has become the past. In other words, Smoky morning rain is the new Nine Yin Emperor. She has the cold character of Nine Yin Emperor, but her love for the river and dust will not change. This affair can also promote smoky morning rain to become the dominant body.

Han Feng directly stunned, silly eyes. The Nine Yin Empress who woke up was actually in love with Jiangdu. At this point, he finally understood why Jiangdu was so desperate to enter the altar to help the Nine Yin Emperor seize Jiuyin Xuan's heart.

The woman in white like snow in front of her is so beautiful, some of the beauty is bright, forgive me for the strength of Han Feng, and I dare not look at that worldly face.

Even Jiangdust has to admit that smoke rain is truly beautiful. Especially now smoke rain blends with the body of the previous life and carries the majesty of the godless. Every move is the appearance of the empress, which makes people afraid to give birth to a little blasphemy.

The assassin's smoke rain is comparable to the North and South Dynasties. It is the cultivation of the peak of Immortal Pride. The momentum emanating from the body alone is no weaker than the North and South Dynasties. The Emperor's sword is in the hands of the North and South Dynasties, and the smoke rain also buries the Immortal Coffin.

At last, Han Feng was relieved. He knew that his old life was likely to be preserved. With the Nine Yin Emperor present, it would be difficult for the North and South to kill them.