Dragon-Marked War God

Jiangdu is thick, one sword sweeps away all dust and leaves, a dream three thousand years, but in front of the eyes is just that, for Jiangdu, although it is an improvement of the soul state, but his breath is also to be stronger, even in the face of the Nanhua real person, he still faces the same color.

The strength of Nanhua's real people is unknown. Even after the division of Nanhua's real people, the soul path is not idle.

“Your kingdom, but the kingdom of God, want to fight me too? What a dream, alas. ”

Nanhua's nostrils.

“Even if you die, you will not succeed. I never bow my head to anyone. You don't deserve to be called real! The word" real "is an insult to you. ”

Jiangdu sword, the shadow of the sword, stomped up, jumped across the sky, the shadow of the sword singled out the treasure tree, an eye-catching sword light, rose into the sky, but look on the iron tree, there was no mark, let alone cut the iron tree out of the poverty.

“Too weak, too weak. ”

Nanhua smiled and said, between the hands, a strong wind swept up, the river dust sword immediately, incredibly thick, the heavenly dragon sword sword was astonished, the sword's soul roared, it also seemed to break free from the sword to rise in the sky, the wind tore, the surrounding space, as if it were about to collapse, the river dust flied away, the wind, even his heavenly dragon sword had not stopped, but in the eyes of Nanhua real people, a surprise color appeared.

“You may not even be able to withstand the wind of God. It seems you are a gifted man. ”

Jiang Du took a deep breath, the offense just now has made him tremble, even the blood is boiling, too powerful, he can't resist.

“Son of a bitch, what the hell do I stand up to? ”

Jiang Dun scolded, the realm of Nanhua's real people does not match him at all. Even if it is a soul, dividing the remaining riches together is enough to change the color of the divine dignity. The divine emperor is frightened, and the divine emperor reveres, how much skill does this have to be? Jiangdu can't even imagine how powerful this Nanhua real person was when he was still alive!

“You're not one of me. ”

Nanhua said softly, between the hands, the long sleeves gently moved, the wind shook the heavens and the earth, shaking the world as if everything was in his hands.

“Heavenly Thunder Fusion! ”

Jiang dust did not hesitate, merging the nine Chentian lightning robbery with the Dawn Golden Thunder. Between the moments of the merger of the two heavenly lightning, it was the wind that blew away and scattered away.

“Too strong. ”

Jiang Dun knew that even if he had exhausted his means, he could not possibly be his opponent. At this moment, it did not seem embarrassing to flee at all. Continue fighting, Jiang Dun did not even know how to die.

Jiangdust suddenly entered the Zulong Tower, the terror of the Zulong Tower, the degree of toughness, Jiangdust believes that it can definitely resist the attack of Nanhua real people.

“Is this Dragon ancestor? ”

Nanhua glanced slightly and stared silently at the Zulong Tower, muttering.

“Even the dragon ancestors can't help me! If you were a full-blown man, perhaps I would have scorned you by three points, but now you are nothing like me, and your soul is already broken. ”

Nanhua palm wind thundered, whistling, a palm fell, the river dust felt inside the Zulong Tower, the heavens and earth spinning, even he was violently trembled.

“The Zulong Tower has been fluctuated. Looks like this guy is out of his mind. ”

Jiang Dun thought to himself, but at this moment, he felt a familiar power and was slowly awakening.

“It's the Dragon King! ”

Jiangdu glanced slightly and looked up.

“Roar, roar, roar...”

A dragon's voice shook the top of the sky, a colorful golden dragon that rose empty and circled over the Zulong Tower.

“Nanhua real people, have not met in hundreds of millions of years, did not expect to meet again, will be in such places. It's so old and so volatile. ”

The Golden Dragon converged and became a golden figure, a great shore, with a divine eye, the Zulong Emperor who slept for a long time.

“Emperor Zulong, aren't you long gone and completely silenced? Thousands of worms die without rigidity. That's a very fitting phrase for you, huh? ”

Nanhua said indifferently.

“Man's life and death have a certain number, even in heaven, cannot control the life and death of all people. I can borrow the shell to be reborn, but it is also a creation, a constant of everything in the world. Nanhua, why do you have to hurt people? Aren't you ashamed of your revered power as a time too ancient? In too ancient times, you wrapped your hands in the heavens, and you destroyed the circle with one hand. You swept invincibly across the path. It's rare to meet your enemies, but now it's such a shame? ”

The Emperor Zulong said in silence, it can be seen that for Nanhua real people, he even carries a respectful color, but now he wants to kill Jiangdu, a generation too ancient energy, to attack a younger generation like this, is really tedious. And the Emperor Zulong will never accept it. If Jiangdust dies now, the Zulong Tower will surely collapse and he will never be reborn again.

“Ha-ha-ha, so what? As long as I can be reborn, even the supreme above the dome, I will not fail to kill. In too ancient times, your Zulong Emperor was a generation of heroes. Why did you end up like this? What a pity.” Humph.

“Unless you can kill me, you will never succeed. ”

The Emperor Zulong coldly said, his eyes concentrated and gathered with South China.

“Whoever is my way, there is only one way to die, and whoever follows me will die against me, and I will be the heaven, and I will be the way. ”

South China seems extremely indifferent to the Emperor Zulong, a battle that no one can stop.

“Aren't you from Nanhua? ”

Zulong's heart moved and said in silence, his eyes slightly blurred, the eyes and temper of Nanhua could not speak the same day as the Nanhua he had seen hundreds of millions of years ago.

“I'm not Nanhua, who could it be? ”

Nanhua laughed.

“He is the dark side of Nanhua's real people, specifically, Nanhua's real people's treasure tree. ”

The sound of the river dust echoed in the ears of the Emperor Zulong.

“No wonder it doesn't. Mr. Zhouzi Zhuang, a Nanhua real person, is an Englishman, treats people with kindness, sweeps the floor to hurt the lives of ants, and loves moth sand lighting. Compared to those in the Buddha Gate who proclaim themselves to be a world of joy, they are all victorious. How could it be as violent as you are? ”

The Emperor Zulong sighed and his eyes were sharper, because this man, he could not be counted as a Nanhua real person.

“It's an insult to Mr. Zhuang Zhouzi. Do you deserve it? ”

The Emperor Zulong drinks with anger, his eyes are like torches, and he is a direct guide to China.