Dragon-Marked War God

Doo Ling's eyes were cold and looked at the entrance to the Gate of Warriors, opposite to Jiangdu. At that moment, he had already felt the dragon breath on the body of Jiangdu. The river dust under the dragon change was really strong, but compared to him, it was even worse. Especially at this moment, Doo Ling urgently needed the blood of Jiangdu to guide him.

“Dragon blood, then use you to sacrifice the spine of my Saint Joe. ”

Doo Ling is like a meteor, rushing towards the river and dust, the river and dust are like enemies, the horizontal knife is instantly interwoven with Doo Ling, even Purple Creek and others, is a shock to the heart. This Doo Ling is so terrible, with the power of the realm of God in the medium term, he actually swept Tianxuan Gate and the digital elders of Rosa Gate, and the demons defeated him in white, fleeing.

As soon as the Doo Ling strikes, it is unstoppable, powerful, sweeping the world, running thunder rolling, treading the front dust, even the river dust can only be retreated into, the heavenly dragon sword crossed, not happy to fight with the Doo Ling, but the strength of the Doo Ling, too hegemonic, too much strength exceeds the river dust, resulting in even the river dust under the dragon change, suppressed by the Doo Ling. This is still under the failure of the fighting spirit to carry out the battle.

Jiangdu Bao is a battalion. Although Dou Ling is strong, Jiangdu is only a test. There is no real battle between life and death. Dou Ling seeks a chance, breaks through the body of Jiangdu, and a drop of blood is held by Dou Ling.

Dong Wang Zhuoqing and Qutian Hub joined forces against each other. Dou Ling was also attacked by the three men and had to be re-treated. However, Dou Ling was not in love with the war. He quickly retreated to Holy Soul Mountain after one blow. Dong Wang Zhuoqing and Qutian Hub still chased after each other, but was stopped by Jiang Dun.

“He laid down a thunderstorm in the Holy Soul Mountains and was careful not to approach it. ”

Jiangdu glanced slightly and whispered.

“This guy, he seems to have other plans. ”

Purple Creek Road.

“This Holy Soul Mountain is where Princess Ice Wing is buried, and this bastard must be trying to do something wrong with Princess Ice Wing. ”

Octopus monster said in silence.

“Princess Ice Wing! ”

Jiangdu muttered softly, Dou Spirit had already flew to Holy Soul Mountain, but they had been blocked by the heavenly thunder shock. Obviously, he did not want Jiangdu and others to step into Holy Soul Mountain.

The Dow Spirit dripped the blood of the river and dust over Mount Holy Soul, triggering the spine of the Holy Ancestor. At that moment, the whole Mount of Holy Soul began to shake like never before.

“How is that possible? Holy Soul Mountain has never seen such a shock in millions of years. What the hell is this bastard trying to do? ”

Octopus freaked out.

“You must stop this bastard, the immortal burial place of the princess of our belligerent country, and no one can violate it. ”

“It's too late. ”

Purple Creek shook his head and said that Mount Holy Soul had begun to fall apart gradually, the mountains had collapsed, the great ridges had broken slightly, and Mount Holy Soul was as if it had been torn apart.

The glitter of light in the eyes of the fighting spirit finally succeeded, he was already a little impatient.

“Roar--”

Along with an unstoppable dragon roar, the whole sky seemed to be full of thunderstorms, seemingly endless grievances and outrages, with nowhere to be divulged.

That layer of milky glow, and the glow in the hands of the fighting spirit, resist each other, seems to want to suppress each other as much.

“Drive me! ”

Once again, the Spirit of Fight inspires the spine of Holy Ancestor, together with the colorful glow that runs through the heavens and the earth, through Mount Holy Soul, in the ridge, a golden light rises out of the ground, like a shower after rain, breaking free from the constraints and coming out of the ridge through the mountain.

A inclined woman in a golden jade coat, Xiaoguang Wandao, her eyes closed, she became lifeless, but the world was sparkling.

“Princess Ice Wing, it's Princess Ice Wing, you bastard, you can't die! ”

The octopus monster trembled and said, "He's right about the fruit. This is where Princess Ice Wing buried her.

“What a wonderful place to bury a fairy. Is this woman a warring princess? ”

Jiang Dun silently exclaimed, this woman is a worldly woman, leaning toward the country, when there really is little between heaven and earth, and her body, unrivalled divinity, seems to have some kind of magic.

The whole Holy Soul Mountain, at the moment when the Ice Wing princess's body was expelled, all shook up, the fighting spirit made the resolution, it was difficult to suppress the shock of Holy Soul Mountain, eventually the spine of Holy Joe, will collapse down the Holy Soul Mountain, completely suppressed, before that vibrating sound of the world, also gradually disappeared.

“What an immortal body, Saint Joe said, the atlas is inside her body, and it seems I'm going to refine it. ”

The corner of the spiritual mouth rose slightly, and the body of Princess Ice Wing was directly refined with three flavors of real fire.

“Boom boom...”

The sound of a deafening pendulum, the sound of heaven and earth, the countless souls of war, came through the void, impacted towards the Mount of the Holy Soul.

“No!”

The octopus monster roared and shouted, but it was too late. Those warriors continued to strike the Holy Soul Mountain, but under the thunderous rainfall, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, extinguishing the ashes of those warriors, like the end of the day.

The octopus monster sounds like Hung Zhong, but it is still difficult to resist the endless spirit of war. In order to rescue Princess Ice Wing, it is only for the sincerity, countless souls of war are extinguished under the thunder, the thunder rolls and deafness.

“Looks like we had to do it. ”

Jiang Dun whispered that so many war souls were scattered by the thunderstorms of the day, and it was a moment of despair, never to be reborn, split by the thunderstorms, for these war souls were unparalleled pain, they should have been reborn, should have enjoyed the opportunity between the heavens and the earth, but they were trapped in the gates of warriors, eventually the will was empty and became endless war souls.

Jiangdu held the soul lamp of Dayu, at least he could help them to exceed it, but this thunderbolt is their heaven and earth, let the thunderbolt roll, the strength of the stronger war soul, also turned into flying ash.

“Dayu soul lamp, go! ”

Jiangdust throws out the Dayu soul lamp, the endless soul of war, is completely sucked into the Dayu soul lamp by Jiangdust. Eight claw octopus monsters look at Jiangdust with gratitude, at least compared to the soul flying away the eternal life, the excess of the Dayu soul lamp of Jiangdust will make them in the next generation, absolutely free from the indelible pain of this soul.

The Dayu soul lamp has received a large number of warrior souls, but there are still a considerable number of warrior souls, which have been destroyed at the foot of Mount Holy Soul and turned into flying ash.

“Humph, make yourself comfortable. ”

Dou Ling sneered, under the refinement of the three flavors of real fire, over the body of the Ice Wing Princess, became radiant and unpredictable.

“The spectrum of the shocked world is finally coming. ”

The light in the eyes of the fighting spirit grew brighter and brighter. Finally, at the moment when the river and dust rushed into the clouds, within the body of Princess Ice Wing, a roll of ancient scrolls was refined by the three flavors of true fire, scattered and opened. It was filled with magical fantasies and myriad ancient inscriptions.

“Los Angeles! ”

Jiangdu's pupils were tightened, and there was a terrible wave in his heart. At last, he knew what the dragons were.