Dragon-Marked War God

Chapter 2105: The Ink of Heaven!

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

With the sound of three deafening morning drums, the whirlpool of space gradually disappears into the sky.

Jiangdu felt like the whole person was spinning in the sky and was sucked into a rather strange space. Even he had difficulty keeping calm in this space vortex. Had it not been for the great void technique, he would have been torn by the fierce space wind just now in the space vortex.

“Monkey? Big yellow?”

Jiangdust shouted, the sound traveled for thousands of miles, but there was nothing around, and the dragon 13 and the big yellow dog had long disappeared.

Space has changed, and the river dust has completely entered another world.

The surrounding light is green oil, and there seems to be a round of blurred moons hanging in the sky, barely able to see this strange world.

Ancient trees, but all black, whether stone or tree, are dark as ink, even running water, there is a black cloud fog floating in the distance, giving people a shady feeling.

“Is this the tomb? ”

Jiang Dun muttered, and he assumed that Dragon 13 and Da Huang should have been transferred to different places. According to the Messenger of the Divine Realm, one end of the Divine Tomb connects the immortal realm with countless faces.

And at the other end, connecting the divine realm, you have to go to the end of the divine tomb, the other side of the divine realm, to be able to enter the divine realm, and the divine tomb is like a bottomless hole that devours the Immortal Emperor, so many facets of the Immortal realm, people who can truly enter the divine realm, there is none.

It's like a knockout contest, where only people who have experienced bathing blood can enter the divine realm. Instead of a tomb, it's a fairy burial ground, because 90% of what's left of it is an immortal emperor without divinity.

In the deep space, the evil, wet earth is revealed everywhere, as if it were a swamp, desolate, a thousand miles away, as if it were all the same.

Under the laws of heaven and earth, Jiangdust could not even fly in the air, but his strength was not suppressed.

Suddenly, Jiangdu felt that he was being watched, and that feeling made him very upset.

A cloud of clouds overshadowed, a dark, lacquered hill ahead, with a few dark words written on it: The Tomb of the Ink Language Gods!

“Boy, you want to run again when you come to my place of the gods? Huh. ”

A cold voice echoed in the ears of the river and dust.

“The gods? ”

Jiangdu frowned. It looks like the other party is from the divine realm. No! This is the tomb, so the people here must not be real gods, but ghosts, or, in other words, just gods.

The Emperor said that many of God's spirits will be exiled here when God dies.

“You kind of see, this angel just ate your spirit, wish me another floor. ”

A dark, inky figure appeared in front of the river and dust, pale, without a hint of blood, immensely arrogant, like an arrogant ant.

“You're nothing but a god. Don't be here. If you were a god, maybe I'd scorn you by three points, but now why should I be afraid of you? Even if you were brilliant again, you're just a soul now. How can you be afraid? You think releasing a little pressure will keep me from fighting? You're too naive. ”

Jiang Dun snorted coldly and said without shame, just now he had tried, the Zulong Tower is still usable even in this space, and it is not affected by the laws of space here at all. Even if he can't beat it, he can stand undefeated.

More importantly, after leaving the Immortal World, Zulong Tower's portal was automatically opened.

Jiang Dun felt that the Zulong Tower had been closed because his strength had reached the peak of the world, and now he had left the Immortal Realm and could naturally be used again.

“Good boy, that's kind of funny, but even a wreck, against you, is more than enough, huh? ”

Mo Yan Tianjin's eyes flashed with light, and the dark mist behind him spread directly towards the river and dust.

“The Light of Doolization! ”

Jiangdu shouted low, and the prints and tricks in his hand were connected. The light of Dotalization had great restraint on these dark things, so Jiangdu did not hesitate to extend them, and he was very satisfied with the result. Under the light of Dotalization, the spirit of the Ink God was quite painful, as if he had experienced the tenth century disaster.

“Boy, what the hell are you doing here? Even a god of late divine rank, against you Ninth Immortal Emperors, is more than enough, how can this be, damn it! ”

With a hint of fear in the eyes of the Mo Yan God, he did not expect that the only human being in front of him was the Seventh Immortal Emperor, who was so powerful and seriously wounded himself.

The divine soul of the gods, even if it is only a soul, is sufficient to exert its power in the early stages of the Phantom, against those who enter the divine tomb, almost unilaterally crushed, but in front of the Seventh Immortal Emperor, he actually ate and risked turning the boat in the gully.

“To refine me, I will refine you now. ”

Jiangdu smiled coldly, the light of Dahua was once again prominent, and this time more fierce, under the light of Buddha, Dahua 3,000 great world, all living things are difficult to escape light, especially just now this ink god was seriously injured by Jiangdu.

“Extinction Dragon Strike! ”

Mo Yan Tian shouted, unwilling to be dusted by the river and dust, and tried to solve the problem. However, the dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust dust, is really too powerful, and it happens to be his Kexing. This seventh level Immortal Emperor, even the ninth level Immortal Emperor, is probably not against the enemy. Mo Yan Tian's heart was unwilling, but he thought he had caught a little fat sheep, but where he wanted to be slaughtered was himself.

“No, I'm a god, I can't die, I can be reincarnated, I can be reincarnated! ”

Mo Yan's heavenly screams echoed within a hundred miles of each other, deafening. His eyes were filled with humiliation and unwillingness, and he absorbed a hundred more Level 9 Immortal Emperors, so that he could reincarnate and return to the throne, also referring to the day to come!

Jiangdu's eyes are desperate. He looks at the angels who have been completely deuterized before him. The corners of his mouth laugh. If you want to blame him, you can only blame him for choosing the wrong prey.

The ink in front of you is already deaf in both eyes. An angelic soul is certainly not easy.

“Mo Yan, that's a good name. You tell me what the hierarchy of the divine realm is and what kind of space it is. ”

Jiangdu Road.

“Yes, master. Here is the divine tomb, hundreds of millions of miles square, endless, connecting the divine realm with the Ten Fang Immortal realm, as for the hierarchy of the divine realm, the lowest level is the Phantom level, that is, just after crossing the divine tomb, entering the divine realm, baptized by the sky thunder, strength is the Phantom level, then divided into divine people, gods, god kings, divine dignity, divine emperors, and divine emperors. Each level is divided into initial, intermediate and late stages. I am the soul of the late gods. My strength is equivalent to the primary level of the Phantom. I can also deal with the 9th level Immortal Emperor who has just entered the Divine Tomb. But the Master's gift is unique, and the 7th level Immortal Emperor can fight the Phantom Master. He is really like the Phoenix Lin Horn. As for the divine soul of the Divine Man level, it is almost ineligible to be buried in the Divine Tomb. ”

Mo said.

“Why is the divine man not entitled to be buried in the tomb? Isn't that the tomb of God? ”

Jiangdu frowned and asked.