Dragon-Marked War God

“This Gate of Warriors is truly extraordinary. But now I don't know what it's for. ”

Jiangdu stopped thinking about it and closed the door of this warrior, but since then, he has also added something to protect his life. He has not been able to compare the size of this world of warrior's door. At least he will be a real killer in addition to the Zulong Tower. But this secret, he won't tell anyone.

Jiangdu opened the square jade box. In the jade box, Hershey is a white jade wrench, quite green flawless, but beautiful, even people such as Jiangdu are a little enthusiastic.

Jiangdu put the wrench on his thumb and didn't feel any abnormality, but the white jade wrench gave a clear and cool feeling.

“Hmm? ”

At first glance, Jiang Dun wrote four big words on Baiyu's finger - Lord of the Warring States!

Is this the Lord of the Warring States' thing? Jiang dust heart reasonably put away, now that the warring countries no longer exist, this white jade finger is also presumably nothing. The second is the spine. Although the power of the divine power contained therein has been depleted by the fighting spirit in order to defend itself against the explosion of fusion thunder, it is after all the bone of the empire. It can be said that the iron shoes were broken into nowhere, and the nine holy bone dans were made.

Only dragon balls are expected to take the Zulong Tower to the next level. And Ben Lei Tu and Lo Shen Tu, the river dust can be said to be full of home. But it's dangerous, and it's not humane enough. “Do you know the man who was swallowed up by the shadows? ”

Jiangdu looked at the distant coast and asked in a low voice.

Yan Tincheng shook his head. He knew that Yan Tincheng was not lying, but the man came for her. The eighth disciple under the Dragon Elephant Float Seat deserves to be studied, and Yan Duncheng made the means of extinction, which is the Dragon Elephant Float, all of which forced Jiang Dun to think hard.

“Los Angeles gave it to you, I'm leaving. ”

Yan Fencheng said that she knew she could not do anything against Jiangdu, and even if she did, it would not necessarily be his opponent, and staying on her own would not help.

Jiangdu wanted to retain Yan Duncheng, but found no reason. If she wanted to say that even if she did not ask, she would tell the truth. Jiangdu had countless doubts in his heart, but had to choose silence.

Yancheng City rises as a ray of light, passing through a thousand waves.

Everything, dust has settled, but that shadow has become an eternal mystery in the heart of Jiangdu.

Windy thunder canyon, swallowed by a wave, disappeared once again at the end of the coast, over the sea, the wind swept clouds, clouds covered the sea, and swallows gradually moved away.

Three thousand feet of waves, fluttering, and fine light in the eyes of the river and dust.

“It'll be 3,000 miles! Let the storm come harder. ”

The river and dust were alone, facing the difficulties, stepping through the waves, rising into the sky, and blending in with the waves of waves that had not even flattened.

Jiangdu's strength has now broken through the half-step realm of the divine kingdom, but after the breakthrough, he went through a great battle of life and death, and his foundation was unstable, so Jiangdu wanted to hammer himself again in this wave.

The Los Angeles, above the Los Angeles.

Qingqing river water, all over the mountains, flowing, looking at the sea.

Mountain forest red maple blows down, full of flowers, southern sunshine, four seasons like spring, northern frozen, 10,000 miles of snow. One river apart, tens of thousands of gestures.

A skinny, but cold-colored teenager with a face, independent of the head of the Lo River, hands behind his back, in the eyes of cold slaughter, exposed to fine light, ambitious and overwhelming.

Adolescents are handsome, lips are red and teeth are white, their eyes are clear and transparent, unparalleled. Even the woman who leaned toward the city of China appears to be disgraced in front of him. It's a wonder that a man can be so handsome.

“Luoqing River is dead, this time, even the elders have lost count. ”

A gentle voice as a jade echoed in the teenager's ear, a inclined woman dressed in a long white shirt, standing beside him, saying softly.

“I knew it. ”

The teenager was immortal and shook his head and smiled.

“The Luoqing River was too proud and quick to work. I would be curious if he could do it. ”

“Do you know why the elders don't want you to go? ”

The woman whispered, her lips slightly moving, and the color of her worries between the colors of the gods.

“Why? ”

'Cause that guy, that's him. As the chosen one of the Los Angeles, you cannot leave yet. ”

“If it wasn't for you, I'd leave, who could stop me? ”

The teenager grinned and looked at this slow and endless river of Los Angeles with a dashing colour in his eyes.

The corner of the woman's mouth curled slightly, with a red spot on her face, just like Lao Goddess.

“Big Brother, I'm sure you'll shock everyone. ”

“Let me show you now what I've been practicing so hard lately. ”

The teenager made a serious statement and then leaped towards the Lo River, instantly turning into a big yellow dog.

“Dog Shatter 36! Luo Qing River this son of a bitch, damn, damn, hahahaha. We, the people, are so happy today...”

Goddess Lo couldn't help but cry and see the great yellowing of the body and then roaring in the Lo River.

Lingzheng, the capital city.

A purple sky in purple clothing, standing in front of a stone sculpture, silently looking in the direction of the Thunder Sea, sighing.

“Unexpected, really unexpected, even the Lo and Doujin tribes have all set out, and the death and injury of the ten great gates is exhausted, which does not bode well for me to connect the world. Unfortunately, this river and dust is quite my heart, but it can only be the Yellow Springs Monroe, after all it cannot be used for me. ”

Ziqing Tian is very clear, the potential of Jiangdu is very great, and most importantly, he now possesses comparable purple creek skills, and his strength, is only in the late realm of the gods, unfortunately, Tian Jealous of the talent, is no longer within his control.

The purple creek is harsh, and there is some sadness and sigh. The departure of the river and dust also makes the ten main gates feel great sadness. Only a few of the eastern emperors and the dragon stars of the Kowloon province survive. It is too tragic. If it were not for the reluctance of the Luo gods to open the crossroads of the Nine Kingdoms, it would be difficult for them to return safely.

“It would be nice if you could return safely this time. I hope that the Los Angels and the Doujins will not be involved. Either side wins in the end, we will not be involved. ”

Purple Qingtian said that as the supreme of the Nine Kingdoms, his responsibilities and obligations were considerable.