Dragon-Marked War God

The Zulong Tower is greatly colorful. Under the addition of two dragon balls, Jiangdust can feel the power of the Zulong Tower is even more horrible. As soon as the Zulong Tower comes out, the Eight Fang Ding is directly shocked by the Zulong Tower. Danyangzi's hands grabbed the Eight Fang Ding, and was forced back 800 miles by the power of the Jiangdust's countershock. The color is shady and the atmosphere is unstable.

“Ten thousand years at a time! ”

The fierce battle of the ghost-eyed sect ensued, a vertical eyebrow between the eyebrows, a horrible glow erupted, the river dust felt the time flow rate around itself, all became extremely slow at this moment. At the same time, Xuan grabbed the gap again, deceived himself, Fang Tian Painting Trident, destroyed the void, crushed to the point, Jiang Dun Yi Shen Zhong Golden Shield, activated the seal of the Eastern Emperor's bell forbidden, completely blocked himself from the outside world, this blow, hit the Jiangdust on the Shen Zhong Golden Shield, emitted a loud and deafening noise, but as a result, still failed to satisfy Xuan again, because by the shock of this Shen Zhong Golden Shield, he became a seriously injured person, instead he.

“The eastern emperor of the eastern emperor has the ultimate trick. He is truly fierce. ”

Xuanxuan's center of gravity was brisk, and he didn't expect Jiangdust for just a few years, he learned the East Emperor's infinite trick, and his horror was completely unexpected.

“I am not a vegetarian, nor am I a vegetarian. ”

Xuan's heavy eyes solidified on the river and dust, the Tian Painting Trident in his hand again, Xuan Yu is the secret of the Qing River Sect, only the patriarchal lord. At this moment, Xuan Yu reinvented his strongest blow, Xuan Yu, under Xuan Yu Yu, Fang Tian Painting Trident with the help of God, the voice, cut off the void, even the space was completely crushed down, Xuan Yu can see a spot.

A dragon erupted from the trident of Fang Tian painting, and became a warrior soul, forcing the river to dust.

“It's a terrible means, but it still doesn't work for me. ”

Jiangdu snorted coldly, as if there was endless power in the mountain, trying to spread out. The blue dragon that broke free of the bondage, hit on the Jiangdu's divine clock gold shield, but there was still no fluctuation. The sound shock was a thousand miles away, and countless people buzzed their ears, but Jiangdu, still that Jiangdu, the divine clock gold shield, stable Rutai Mountain.

In a sense, this is not just the golden shield of the divine clock in the Eastern Emperor's infinite recipe, but the true attachment of the Eastern Emperor's clock, the kind of defensive force that you can imagine. The Eastern Emperor's bell is known as the Gate of the Three Kingdoms, and its horror is absolutely capable of shaking the Divine Emperor. Although it is a broken Eastern Emperor's bell, it is also not comparable to ordinary divine weapons.

Xuan Zhong Jin shielded himself from the outside after a powerful attack. Although the time flow rate around the river and dust was blocked for 10,000 years at the first glance of the battle, he still could not make any offense, causing the river and dust to defeat the north, but rather the river and dust, and the more brave he was frustrated.

“Your Eight Dings, but so, look at my Zulong Tower, repress me! ”

Jiangdu eyes were cold, without any blood color, at this moment, he pushed Zulong Tower to the limit, Zulong Tower under the horrible repression, sweeping all over the sky, Xuanwei, the three of Danyangzi exhausted their efforts, held up Zulong Tower, but Zulong Tower's repression was far from over, the three of them kneeled down, their faces were red and white, completely lost their right of initiative, Zulong Tower's horror, really showed them the fierceness of Jiangdust.

“I can't hold on...”

Danyang chewed his teeth and said that his pulse seemed to break, and the octagonal dings in his hand, also at this moment, were cracked by the inches of repression.

“My Ba Fang Ding, no...”

Danyangzi roared, the eight parties were under the repression of the Zulong Tower, completely destroyed, torn apart, ash smoke extinguished.

“I can't hold on! ”

Tough battles bite the teeth, but the three of them are still completely suppressed by the river and dust, losing their most primitive offense, even self-preservation is a problem.

“Pff--”

Xuan's blood gushed out, his legs smashed, and he clapped, and he had no more support under his feet.

“I didn't expect to spend the rest of my life in the hands of a bastard like you. I don't want to, I don't want to. ”

Xuan's eyes were filled with remorse, but he was also full of helplessness, because he had been powerless to fight again, and now he was completely a doll in the hands of Jiangdu, the three mighty ones, the head of the strongest sect of the boundary of the river, he also lost, and he lost once, and there was no luck whatsoever.

“Are the three masters going to lose? ”

“This guy, I don't know what to describe him anymore, is Satan in the 18th floor of hell? ”

“I think this is going to be the most desperate moment of my life, and this guy's not going to let us go. ”

“Critical to the river, is it really over? Jiang Dun, that's horrible. ”

Zulong Tower, like a golden mountain, the powerful in the middle of the kingdom of the three gods, cannot resist this terrible repression.

Above the Zulong Tower, the river dust stood proud and the momentum was in line with the sky.

The world is big, defeat my hand, flatten the river, who competes with it?

There is anger in the chest of Jiangdu, but also tens of millions of trenches. In this war, Jiangdu has no joy. He needs to use the whole Qinghe sect to wash away his father's pain and grievances. No one can stop him from walking.

The remaining 50,000 disciples, all of them as dead hearts and minds, as well as the elders who came to help clear the river sect to exterminate the river dust, are also miserable, the river dust as the world is invincible, sweep across the river sect, nobody is comparable, this is the great power!

The power of suppression of Jiangdu, once again, made all three lords kneel on the ground, the lower half of the body shattered. This is not only a serious injury to the three of them, but also an insult to the Qing River Sect, to the Ghost Eye Sect, to the Divine Dan Sect, and even to the whole critical river boundary. They are the pillars of the three main gates. At this moment, they have been crushed by Jiangdust into the defeated soldiers, and the heart of honor has been completely crushed.

“Ancestor, help me--”

Xuan shouted once more, the heavens and the earth moved, because he, already unable to lead Qinghe Sect to victory over defeat, 10,000 years of base industry, once destroyed, disciple 100,000, damaged more than half, his face, with this war, suddenly no survived.

Jiangdu's eyes are slight, Qinghe Zong, can anyone else stand up? Even Xuanwei called it the Ancestor. It seems that this Qinghe Sect is deep enough.

“What is useless, Qing He Zong is in the hands of Er and others. I am so disappointed that it was almost destroyed. ”

A shadow in white, stepping out of the void, as if from outside the sky, the old man had a kind eye, but a pair of eagle eyes gave a great sense of oppression.

Skinny face with a few wrinkles, the old man in white with the corpse, in the heavy eyes, is quite stretched, and full of awe and fear.

The old man in white snorted coldly, looked at the sharp sight and naturally hated iron and steel.

“Xuanjie, are you really an old man? ”

Danyangzi's eyes stirred, trembling, and said, the blood in the corner of his mouth, oppressed by the river dust always hard to really lift his head up.