Dragon-Marked War God

“Hahaha, if not, this guy is still too weak after all, the Phantom level dares to resist Dawn Golden Thunder. Do you really think this Thunder Robbery is simple and simple? ”

The ram laughed, and his face was extremely cold. Now just wait for the death of the river and dust, then all his inheritance will be his, and then the practitioners will be invisible.

“God help me, God help me. ”

Less so than a tiger, Jiangdust scattered his brother's soul, and he could not help but give birth to his flesh.

“Don't lose the chain, Dusty. Learn from me, and get some sleep and Thunder will be over. ”

Da Huang looked worried and said in silence.

“You bloody dog, can't you just blow it? Sleep tight and the thunderbolt's over? ”

Luo Wenhao is all goosebumps. Even bragging doesn't blow like that, do you at least have to have a bottom line? That's fucked up.

“Ignore you. ”

Big yellow snorted, still staring at the rivers and dust in the thunder sea, now no one dares to take a step forward, a hundred miles in the direction, thunder rage everywhere, that kind of scary, is by no means something they can resist.

“Is this the thunderous origin of the Dawn Golden Thunder? ”

Jiang Dun felt a thunderous baptism, his heart also became worried, because this dawn of a ray of thunderous thunderous thunderbolts into his body, and haunted the purple gold divine character, that divine feeling, Jiang Dun knew that this thunderous thunderous thunderous source was definitely not good to cause, more terrible than this dawn of thunderous sea of thunderbolts, because no matter how much thunderous thunderbolts, they were all released by this thunderous source.

The five dirty hearts of Jiangdu, at this moment, were even destroyed by this thunderous origin.

“Do we really have to turn the boat in the gutter this time? ”

Jiangdu psychological anger, at this moment, suddenly he thought of the mother of all things, Master said that this is the holy instrument of chaos, it must be able to suppress everything, see if you can suppress the thunderous origin.

“Get out of here!”

In the Dantian field, the river and dust run all things motherly, suppressed over the purple gold god, the time, thunderbolt, ravaged the raw thunderbolt, finally became completely quiet.

And at this time of mischief, in the midst of the mother of all things, the mother of all things began to diffuse, scattered all over the body of the river and dust, felt unprecedented comfort, that feeling, like the rest of his life after the robbery, and at this moment, his body was rapidly healing, the mother of all things, that is the most powerful thing between the heavens and the earth, the mother of all things, is the opening of the earth.

Under the nourishment of the mother of all things, the body of Jiangdu gradually recovered to its peak, and its strength was also quite strong. Only Jiangdu himself knew that the benefits of this mother of all things could heal him severely, and the strength and strength of the body, even higher floors, even the regeneration of flesh and blood, were unmatched.

“The origins of this dawn golden thunder are really repressed by the mother of all things. ”

With a smile on the corner of Jiangdu mouth, Thundercloud gradually retreated, dawn of the thunderbolt's origin, it was completely suppressed by the mother of all things, a ray of golden thunderbolt's origin, wrapped around the purple gold magic, at this time the thunderbolt's origin, extremely gentle, Jiangdust can even control the thunderbolt.

Imagine how horrible a war broke out and a thunderstorm broke out, and even compared to the five lines of real fire, it was too much.

“It's wonderful. ”

Jiangdu's eyes grew brighter and brighter. This is the mother of all things, Dingzhen Thunder, so powerful.

Now Jiang Dun also finally knows that this fearsome thing that the master left him with was not only a refiner, but an ultimate sacred object in itself.

The river and dust suddenly opened their eyes, 100,000 divine characters, were also absorbed by the Zulong Tower, and this time directly opened the eighty-first floor! This was totally unexpected. Today, time has changed for a hundred years, and most importantly, he feels that the Zulong Tower has changed qualitatively, but unfortunately, it cannot be found anywhere.

On the eighty-first floor of the Zulong Tower, an old sigh sounded:

“Finally, I'm awake...”

No one can hear this sigh, not even Jiangdu!

Oriental, in a graveyard, the old man walked out of the hut with a cane, his deep hollow eyes, seemed at this moment to become a little glorious, but it just flashed away.

The old man raised his head, looked up at the sky and stopped wanting to speak.

Behind him are the resting places of the ancient gods. Of the more than a dozen graves, all began to vibrate, as if the heavens were about to fall.

“Do you feel it, too? ”

The old man muttered, his voice was low.

“Perhaps the dead too ancient gods, some, have returned. ”

The old man held a broken yellow flag in front of the tomb, with no wind and no wind.

Here, even those who proclaim themselves to be the top of the tomb, the rams will not dare to step halfway.

Because in the ancient land of Oriental tombs, there are miracles that they cannot reach. It is said that there were four priest-level spirits who stepped into this Oriental cemetery and never came out again. Spirits are scattered and eternal slaves.

And the first tombstone in this tomb of God is engraved - headless monarch, the tomb of heaven...

Jiang Du is proud of his sheep and his strength has improved once again. This time, Jiang Du has become a true and true master of the fictional gods.

Jiang dust reached out, and in the Zulong Tower, more than 100,000 people, all were spilled out.

The whole mountain was filled with death, the morning twilight, glued, the ashes were exhausted, and there was even excess fire, burning on ancient trees.

“Jiangdust is so powerful. This time, I was totally satisfied, and I also came from the fairy realm, but he was able to have such countervailing means, it seems that we are really less skilled than people. ”

“Whoever is right, the strong, is destined to stand high, and those who die cannot blame anyone. ”

“A hundred thousand divine souls, once ruined, is a great pleasure, except that the dead Ninth Immortal Emperor and the Vain Master can only blame them for being too arrogant. ”

“Yeah, the time keeper is Junjie, they take themselves too seriously. Oh, there's nothing left to die for. ”

Numerous people can't help but worship the top of the river and dust. Those who die are also to blame. No one can blame. Jiangdust has given them a chance, but they do not know how to cherish it. That's the saddest part.

Rare than tigers and rams, it is also a glance, and the shock from their eyes is self-evident.