Dragon-Marked War God

Jiangdu glanced at the Fire Kirin, focusing on the point, the latter also gave Jiangdu a trusted look.

Jiangdu stepped out, punched on the cold ice door, the cold ice door was quietly shook open, in the door, a thousand meters of a restored grand palace, on the ground of the grand palace, all white bones, countless, leading to the high throne, all white bones, here as if echoing the unseen long ringing and sighing, giving people a feeling of jealousy and repression.

Ancient heroes, tears of blood scattered across the frontiers and walls of the city; thousands of ancient spirits, silent in the snowy frost.

“I'm a good boy, how many people will die, and the bones will be immortal for millions of years. These strong people, I fear, are above the realm of the gods, at least the strong ones of the kingdom of God. Skeletons everywhere. ”

Fire Kirin slightly changed color, even he couldn't hold his breath at this time, the feeling of depression here made him breathless, as if to crush him, he just didn't tell Jiangdu. However, it appears that Jiangdust was only in the early days of the Divine Realm, but he was not greatly affected.

Jiangdu felt a faint sense of sadness. It was born from deep inside oil, as if it were a sacrifice to these dead spirits, and as if it was seeing itself in the river for ages. That feeling, it was unclear, it was unclear. It seemed that ancient things existed in general, and in the eyes of the river and dust, they flashed, because there were two things that totally attracted his attention.

One square, round block of ice, said to be ice, is somewhat inappropriate, because it's a bit big. But it's transparent, and there's a human figure in the ice.

His eyes were closed, he was dressed in white, and he was able to see his face. He was very handsome. He was as beautiful as a jade. He looked like he was leaning against the country. He also looked like a jade facing the wind. He had long hair. He was as alive as a woman. He couldn't even tell whether he was a man or a woman. But he looked like he had been dead for countless years.

And the other thing, the cold ice throne next to the ice, is actually the same as the bronze throne in my previous hand, but it's just different material, which is to fill the river and dust with doubt and confusion, but this cold ice throne, it's not simple.

“This man has been dead for so many years, frozen in cold ice, immortal for thousands of years, but it's a good deal. Hey, hey.”

Fire Kirin said with a smile.

“I always felt familiar with this icy throne. ”

Jiang Dun muttered, when his hand touched the cold ice throne, the cold ice throne suddenly erupted a strong momentum, the temper of the bull, directly shook the river dust and fire kirin away, the two faces changed greatly, instantly stabilized their shape, the look was strict.

“Pfft!”

A bite of blood erupted from the river and dust. At that moment, the ice actually flew up and smashed into the cold ice throne. The cold ice throne moved itself. The ice and the cold ice throne actually fought at this moment.

Don't say it's a fire kirin, even the river and dust are silly, this ice cube is constantly bombarded against the cold ice throne, and the most direct collision, is completely free of fear of crushing, violent. Even every time we collide, it gives people a sense of breakdown, which has gone beyond their cognition, even these fights, to make the river and dust really serious. He feels that both things are the treasures of extinction, but before them, they seem to have become extremely unusual, and that subconscious idea, is hostile.

There's anger in heaven, ghosts have spirits, everything has spirits. Neither of these two things is obviously a dead object, but a true spiritual object. That horrible fighting method makes Jiangdust and Fire Kirin warrior fearful. And most importantly, those horrible destructive forces really suffocate Jiangdust. Those two objects are past, the void crushes, but they do not destroy anything at all. The spiritual fighting method alone is so powerful, the void crushes, but not ordinary people can do it. At least Jiangdust cannot do it, the great void technique is in hand, tearing the void. He may be able to do it, but crushing the void is not what his strength can do, and even the great void technique can't do it.

Jiangdu was incredibly heavy, and his mind had to be very curious about the cold ice throne and the shadow ice, but he couldn't even get close to the two spirits.

“Why did you attack me? ”

The cold ice throne makes a low sound, and the river dust and fire kirin are stunned.

“I don't know, I don't know...”

In the ice, it echoed for a while, like the Empty Valley Sanskrit, and fought entirely on the basis of ideological struggle. To this extent, Jiangdu knew that this was definitely not only the powerful God King, but also the power that could erupt, and that God, His Majesty, and even the Emperor of God, were even more unknown.

The fire kirin beside him is also incredibly heavy, because at this moment, the struggle between the two spirits has completely shocked him, in his inheritance memory, never before.

“This ice cube and this cold ice throne are evil. ”

The Fire Kirin muttered.

“Yeah, these two guys, they're supposed to be the spirits formed the day after tomorrow, but they don't know what they are, and now I just want the battle between the two spirits, just don't touch us. ”

Jiangdu whispered that he also did not know whether the cold ice throne had anything to do with his bronze throne or not.

“Who are you? Who are you?”

There was a low sound of drinking in the cold ice throne, filled with anger, because it didn't even know who was attacking it, and the spirit obviously had its own intelligence, except that the ice cube, though ignorant, didn't even know who it was, was powerful and powerful, and between this cold ice throne struggle, there was a familiar feeling in the river and dust.

The collision between the cold ice throne and this ice cube is crushed, even the void is not as simple as tearing, but it is able to converge this horrible power between the void, which is not at all possible for the average strong person, the eyes of the river and dust, thinking of the white man in the ice cube, would this ice cube his dominance? I don't even know if he's a man or a woman, let alone why he exists in this ice cube.

A cold ice throne, an ice cube, crushed in the sky in such a terrible battle, cast from cold ice, undamaged.

“I don't know who I am, who I am...”

The sound in the ice is still low.