Dragon-Marked War God

“Dude, there's a good turtle shell, I'll see when you can figure it out, head down turtle. ”

Luo Qing River sneered, pulled the knife again, the knife flash deterred the sky, overflowing the sky, over Mount Holy Soul, the light was exhausted, forcing the river dust to go.

“The Golden Cover of the Divine Bell, God forbid! ”

Jiang Dun drank angrily, sealed God forbid to leave, Luo Qing River was forced to retreat, let him come to the wind, I did not move. Jiang Dun forbade all the swordsmen, even Luo Qing River, also in between, lost control of the body, Luo Qing River's face changed, backed away, sky rose, arrogant of the heavens and the earth.

“Forbidden by God, I can't believe how powerful it is. It seems that my thousands of years of Eastern emperors have practiced on dogs. ”

Donghuang Zhuoqing smiled bitterly and shook his head. Jiangdu's divine clock gold shield was forbidden. It was completely off the same level as his own, and even completely crushed him. Donghuang Zhuoqing never thought that the ban could be so powerful. At that moment, even Zixi thought that Jiangdu would surely be severely damaged, but the two were equally colored in the autumn.

“This guy. It's impressive. ”

Purple Creek whispered that even the extinct genius of the Los Angeles was hard to deal with for a time.

“You really think you're invincible if you don't come up with something real. ”

Luoqing River Cold Road, the fight just now, although no one has taken advantage of it, but in Luoqing River's view, he has lost, because he lost to the river and dust, his strength is not yet sufficient for the Divine King's Realm, but he is already in the middle of the Divine King's Realm. Although in the family, his strength is not top of the line, but it is also enough to be able to bear the word of genius, but even this little heavenly realm can fight him. In his view, this is a disgrace.

“Haha, the genius of the Los Angeles? However, not even a god realm, now it seems, is just so-so. ”

The spirit shrugged and looked like a teenager, full of ridicule.

“Shut up! ”

Los Angeles sinks.

“Miss, if you don't like it, I can play with you, but you may have to come back to fight with me to give me a doll. Ha ha.”

The Spirit Sword refers to Luo Xinglian, and it is also at this time that the spark of anger erupts, the battle, and it triggers.

“Make sure you get the atlas, this kid, and I'll take care of him. ”

The Luo Qing River took itself seriously this time, because the means put out by the river and dust completely exceeded his imagination, special death war, aspirations are necessary.

“Is that all you got? In that case, it's not my turn. ”

The corner of Jiangdu mouth is slightly curled, the killing machine is revealed in the eyes, and the people of the Lo gods will not bring Lo Shen Tu out of here.

“Kid, next year today is your holiday, if you insist on dying, then I will be you, that big yellow dog, and I will surely stew him for you. ”

Luo Qing River swept the void, stepped away, swept the sword and dust, the light was endless, and the shadow of the river and dust flied several degrees, constantly interwoven, sporadic fire, across all directions.

The heavenly dragon sword is like a dragon, there is no retreat at all. Jiang Dunyong went forward and stepped on the five steps of the dragon. The steps of the dragon are brilliant. Those who are strong in the heavenly realm can also fight the kingdom of God without falling into the wind.

The interplay of knife and sword, the blood and fire struggle, nothing, is so-so, the river dust is suppressed by Luoqing river, but it is completely impossible to kill the river dust. Although it is slightly less powerful, the river dust proves itself with its own actions. Even so, the Luoqing river cannot defeat it.

“You made me do this! Look at me, Los Angeles! ”

Luo Qing River rose up empty-handed, shaking straight up, holding the golden chalice, the eyes of the river dust are cold, this is a genuine yuan artifact.

“The waters of the Los Angeles River come to the sky, running to the sea and never returning! ”

Luo Qing River sword was endless, forcing the river dust to retreat and then retreat. Luo River Qianjun cup, the water was flooded with golden mountains, completely pressing the river dust under the rolling river.

“Wouldn't this be heavy water for the Los Angeles? Heavy water of the Lo gods is rumored to be unmatched between the heavens and the earth, beneath the ternary heavy water, even Voldemort King Kong, is difficult to preserve, the heavy water comes out, the mountain river crumbles. ”

Dong Huang Zhuoqing whispered, his eyes were full of shock, and he took a sip of air.

Jiangdu gaze slightly, the water of the Lo River came up in the sky, a thousand jun heavy water, even a mountain, is difficult to carry so many ternary heavy water.

Heavy water in the cup of Luohe Qianjun suddenly flooded the river and dust, the water swept through the Mount of the Holy Soul, the squeaky sound, even Mount of the Holy Soul crushed into pieces.

“Terrible. ”

Purple Creek muttered, at that moment, he had already tried to save the life of the river and dust, but the three yuan heavy water was terrible. The water of the Lo River came up unstoppable, he was directly overflown by the three yuan heavy water, almost even he was pressed under the three yuan heavy water.

“Hahaha, fight me, you are too young, Sanyuan Heavy Water, Luohe Qianjun Cup, even if you are in the late realm of the Divine King, you cannot escape the birth, crumble bones, this is your end. ”

The sound of the Luoqing River is incredibly cold, delighted with the frowning edge, the entire water of the Luo River crushed the Mountain of the Holy Soul, and the river dust was crushed below, making it completely impossible to have any life.

“Jiangdu Hugh...”

Dong Huang Zhuoqing sighed and was full of helplessness, but they were not rivals of the Luoqing River. For now, they had to leave quickly.

“Jiangdust, Jiangdust...”

Long Xinghua said that she did not believe that the river and dust were so crushed under the sanyuan heavy water, completely crushed.

“From the beginning, we were wrong. Jiang Dun, life as a human being and death as a ghost male. ”

Donghuang Tai Chi stared silently at the water of the Lo River, which crushed Mount Holy Soul. There was endless sorrow in his heart, but the dead had passed away, and the river and dust had been pressed under the three yuan heavy water, and there could be no more chance of life. Even the thousand mountains of Holy Soul Mountain had been razed to the ground.

“How can you escape the palm of my hand if you're so strong?" Something that doesn't self-control. Hmm. ”

Luoqing River coldly said.

“It is not appropriate to stay here for long, we must leave as soon as possible. ”

Purple Creek sighed and said, "If you stay here any longer, perhaps everyone will have difficulty living.

In a moment of turning around, everyone was sighing and grieving.

“District Sanyuan Heavy Water, you want to suppress me? Ha-ha-ha, what a dream. ”

The sound of the river dust, echoing over the void, around it, twelve flame shadows, breaking through the three yuan heavy water, the stars arch and moon, protecting the river dust in it, Hershey is the twelve fire guardian of the river dust!

The fire shone, and the strength of the twelve fire god guards all reached the half-step kingdom of God. With the strength of the river and dust, it was constantly improving. The twelve fire gods guarded the river and dust in it. The heavy pressure of the three yuan heavy water made it difficult to do anything about him.

At the moment when Longxinghua and Donghuang Tai suddenly turned around and opened their eyes, Jiangdu was like an emperor, standing proud of the sky, everyone was shocked.