Dragon-Marked War God

Magic dissipated, just for a moment, nobody noticed the scene, but the feeling of the river dust was incredibly true.

The inscription in your hand is like a mountain, but it is not difficult to cope with the power of the river and dust.

“How do you feel about this broken inscription? It's a bit confusing. ”

Jiangdu eyebrows locked up, put away this broken inscription, although he didn't know what use this thing was, but it should not be anything. It suddenly reminds Jiangdu of the monument of the town of the ruler and Sang. It seems to have the wonder of dissimilar work with this broken inscription, but this is just a guess.

Jiang Dun hastily caught up with Ernie Yu and others. At this moment, they had already walked tens of thousands of meters to the abyss. The burning sensation had gradually disappeared. Instead, it was an unknown cold, as if it came from deep inside, cold and thorough.

The rootstock of Cabernet Sauvignon stretched out tens of thousands of meters, unable to see the end, couldn't find the root, and the further down, Qingshi Ancient Road, more and more tragic defeat, on Qingshi Ancient Road, a sword mark knife groove, deep into people's hearts, seemed to have experienced a terrible crying god war not long ago, but everyone knew that it was at least tens of thousands of years ago, or tens of thousands of years ago, or even more, unknown.

Each sword mark seems to have an ancient rhyme, atmospheric, pounding, astonishing, a patch of heaven, during which the river and dust are extremely shocked, not just him, everyone is getting serious, on that ancient green stone road, like a grand blueprint engraved with an ancient war, a golden iron horse, a wind and cloud scolding, still in the ear.

“It's so cold, I didn't expect this ancient Cabernet Sauvignon to reach its roots beneath the 10,000-meter abyss. It's amazing. ”

Flying eagle eyebrows are wrinkled, it seems a little impatient, and this unknown feeling, not only is he, everyone is like a mind hung, the more they enter the abyss, the more pressured they are, especially the overlap of a light sword shadow, the sound of the battle of the valley deeply stimulates everyone's mind.

“Nice. How do I feel like I'm going to hell if I keep walking like this? ”

The Heba deity was so thick that he whispered that each of them was trying to test each other, but they knew nothing about what was beneath the infinite abyss.

“You see, on the ancient vine of Cabernet Sauvignon, there was a sword soldier in it. ”

At the tip of Mrs. Yu's eyes, she discovered the thick old Cabernet Sauvignon, which was staggered, scarred, and deeply tattooed, but also stabbed with a sword soldier, quite cold, killing.

“The god soldiers, fearing that they were about to rot, even the celestial artifact, had decayed. Though there were countless god soldiers, they were no match for the marks of the ages. ”

Jiang Dun said that the divine soldiers have become like broken copper and rotten iron, but a tiny bit of ancient existence, still can not be small, but if they fought as divine soldiers, then it is Tianfang Night Tan, after all, under the corrosion of the years, don't say people, even the divine soldiers are so vulnerable.

Decaying Divine Soldier, inserted into the ancient vine of Cabernet Sauvignon, into the three parts of the wood, that ancient vine skin, with the long years, divine soldier blade, perched in old age, it is absurd.

“If you don't become an emperor, you can't fight the erosion of the ages, even if it lasts forever? It is not yet to be turned into a handful of loess earth. These sword soldiers, I fear, are worn by the ancient gods, but they have now become traces of the years and will never be glorified again. ”

Red Rock said faintly, but nobody disputed her. After all, it was very true. It also made everyone deaf and deaf. In front of the ages, everyone was equal, everyone was weak. Only the achievement of the godless would make it possible to cross the limits of the years and become the eternal existence of this divine kingdom.

Jiangdu reached out, though far away, but as accessible as a tentacle, he could deeply feel that that horrible battle, underneath this abyss, on the ancient path of Qingshi, a forest of white bones, striking alarm, but when the foot of the river dust touched white bones, it instantly turned into flying ash, dissipated between the heavens and the earth.

The years were sad, white bones greyed.

Jiangdu closed his eyes slightly to achieve the emperor, which is easy to say, but how many more people have been able to really climb the peak in the past tens of millions of years? Perhaps in the days of the fairy kingdom, you can be a million years of wandering king in a world where oppression is not strong, but you really get to the divine kingdom, step by step, to know how difficult it is to live forever, even the divine king, the divine honor, even the divine emperor? Not yet a servant of the ages.

Everyone can only watch this scene, no one is talking, but everyone is feeling it with all their heart, the years bring them infinite oppression, their whole lives, racing against time, fighting against the years.

The battle marks of the ancient period, the dull spots, are recorded under this endless abyss. This ancient heart of Cabernet Sauvignon, I fear, is the object that man is taking, otherwise, under this ancient vine of Cabernet Sauvignon, how can there be so many traces of years and battle marks?

The more the horses roar, the beasts roar, the soldiers roar, the gods ride, the deeper they step into the abyss.

When they entered the 30,000 meters abyss, they finally saw the root stem of this ancient Cabernet Sauvignon, deeply rooted beneath the red rock, full of corpses, full of ruined gods, but at this moment, they were accustomed, every white bone, like a warning, the infinite underground abyss, finally underground, but at this point, they were all more confused, Cabernet Sauvignon heart, where is it?

The sturdy rootstock of Cabernet Sauvignon is dozens of meters wide, like a giant tree growing beneath the abyss.

On the ancient vine, the crossing marks will never erase the war and the mourning of the year.

“Where exactly is Cabernet Sauvignon's heart? ”

Heba finally got a little impatient. At this time, he couldn't keep calm. Without Cabernet Sauvignon, he would definitely return his soul to the loess when this time comes.

“Legend has it that the ancient vine of Cabernet Sauvignon is an ancient god vine, a true ancient relic, and the heart of the ancient vine of Cabernet Sauvignon is in his root stem. Moreover, the heart of the ancient Cabernet Sauvignon is spiritual. Although it is no better than that of the ancient Cabernet Sauvignon, it is still quite spiritual. ”

Red Rock sighed, saying that the ancient heart of Cabernet Sauvignon disappeared for a day, leaving everyone with an impenetrable Kang in their heart. They came here to get the ancient heart of Cabernet Sauvignon, even in spite of life and death.

“Ancient Vine Sanctuary, the trespasser dies. ”

A low, dark voice echoes in everyone's ears, which they had no idea was beneath this endless abyss, and no one else could?