Dragon-Marked War God

In order to collect these sixteen divine flags, his father traveled almost all over North Ryokan State, and gathered sixteen divine flags together as his own zodiac soldiers.

It was not long ago that he came from his father. Sixteen divine flags were powerful enough for him to kill half a step of divine dignity without falling into the wind. But how can he have so many divine flags in one district?

Though his heart is extremely unhappy, his soul has also become unusually greedy, his eyes gleam with cold eyes. He will take all the seventeen flags of the gods in the hands of the river and dust. In that case, his strength will surely multiply, and he will no longer see the three dragon heads of the foreign house.

“Bring it to me, baby. Looks like it's really heavenly. ”

Shao Huan prompted sixteen divine flags, the shadow wind whistled, the hurricane swept, all souls ravaged, the divine locking soul winds formed, raw blocked the river dust and fire kirin.

A shady soul is raging, traveling, the river dust is fearless, drives seventeen divine flags, stirs the void, there is no wind to wave, sixteen divine flags fall in the simple, in the eyes of the river dust, this method is just simpler, but, most importantly, sixteen yuan artifact level divine flags, plays a vital and most important role, all souls are raging, the shadows of the shadows are bush, the surroundings of the river dust are full of howling demons, of each divine flag, the released demons of the shadows, there are still tens of thousands of them, this guy is really guilty.

“Let the wind come to you, I will not move. ”

Jiangdust is as steady as Taishan. Seventeen divine banners dispersed the eight evil spirits for him.

However, even the Fire Kirin was greatly stimulated by the roar of the Shadowy Ghost Array, howling continuously and retreating.

“Twelve Fire Guards! ”

Jiangdu eyes were cold, the twelve fire gods revolved around, the soul was less humble and the color changed again, the puppet at the midterm peak of the twelve divine kingdoms, which not everyone could control, not only needed the great power of the soul, but this puppet was terrible, more frightening than the midterm master of the divine kingdoms.

The Twelve Fire Guards launched a powerful attack, and the Fire Kirin came to grips, fighting life and death, and appeared again.

“Buddha's light! ”

Jiangdu punched out, the divine light reappeared. Although the spirits were shunned, the strength of the other party was too strong, and there were 16 more divine flags, so Jiangdu did not seriously damage the spirits. Though the King of the Peak God, the half-step god who was slaughtered by Jiangdust had no such strength.

Faced with the counter-attack of the seventeen divine flags, combined with the oppression of the Twelve Fire Guards and the Fire Kirin, the soul lost its modesty, its face was still hard to counteract the river and dust, but the killing machine in his eyes always existed. Soul's modest strength is not necessary, but the impact of the river and dust makes it difficult for him to return to heaven.

“Die, your sixteen flags, I'll take them. ”

Jiangdu smiled.

“Hahaha, that's ridiculous. You're not qualified to want my banner, but you're proud enough to make me take the Spirit. ”

The soul's humble mouth was filled with the colour of killing. At this moment, he was no longer in the mood to continue playing with Jiangdu. Quickly deciding, killing this guy, taking the flower of the sky and building the soul is the most important thing.

“Spirituality! ”

Soul Shao Humble used his strongest blow, but also the most powerful means of leaving the Soul Sect. The Soul Sect can stand around the City of Eternal Love and correspond remotely with Tong Xuan Goddess Palace. For a million years, it is through his father's magic of seizure!

Jiangdu divine color was heavy, he held on to the divine soul. At that moment, he felt the whole void, seemed to fade a lot. The Fire Kirin was forced to retreat. The Twelve Fire Guards were undamaged, because they themselves had no soul.

The surrounding heavens and the earth, dimmed for a moment, the spirits within a thousand miles, at this moment, all silence, the silence of the spirits, the silence of the eternal life!

But the soul of Jiangdu is the Empire's soul, even if it recovers less than 70%, it is still the Empire's soul, and the soul is humbled away from its soul. Although horror, even the half-step God honors the powerful, it can be erased by accident. His soul power, is also far more than ordinary man, actually reaches the peak of the half-step God's kingdom, only one step away, can reach the level of God's kingdom. Unfortunately, he can't dream of it, Jiangdu actually owns the Empire's soul!

Whatever it takes, it's better than heaven.

At that moment, the rebellion of the imperial soul was enough to strike the humble soul of the soul with death.

“Get out!”

Jiangdust drank violently, the power of the imperial soul, instantly made the soul's humble face pale to the extreme, the brain blank, the soul shriveled, almost instantly, the power of his soul almost wiped out.

“Putong--”

His soul was on his knees, his eyes widened, his breath disappeared. His breath was even closer to the depletion of the oil lamp, and he looked at the arrogant river and dust. His eyes were filled with fear and wonder:

“How can this be, how can it be...”

When the divine soul was strong to a certain point, there was no taboo, but he was far beyond the realm of the divine soul of ordinary people, and it was easily erased by Jiangdust, not even Jiangdust's moving hand. Jiangdust was just an autonomous stress reaction. His soul instantly fought, causing the soul to suffer a death-like trauma.

Empire soul, inviolable!

The power of Jiangdu's soul is not impaired, but his humility is tantamount to lifting a stone and smashing his feet. By the soul of the Empire realm, let's not say that he is a peak god king, even in the realm of godliness, will not necessarily be better.

“Is this what you depend on? ”

Jiangdu snorts and gives himself back in each other's way. Although the imperial spirit may not be able to bring much use to him now, the threat between the invisible has made Jiangdust endless.

Looking at the body and soul with less humility and dying breath, Jiangdu has no mercy at all, weak flesh and strong, this is the law of survival.

It's called true retribution that the soul, Shao Huanxi, wants to put the river and dust to death, but eventually dies of fate. Jiangdu's heart is also very excited. Sixteen divine flags are in hand. They are all Yuan artifacts. Thirty-three divine flags are now in hand. Jiangdu can finally arrange a great array of gods!

“I don't like it, I...”

The soul fell humbly on the ground, the soul was silent and the soul was scattered. At this moment, his life, too, was completely terminated.

Mountain of the Dead, Soul Sect!

Above Mount Skull, a skinny old man with white hair, shadowed, standing on the top of the mountain, howling like thunder, shaking the top of the sky, the cries of sorrow, as if they could penetrate the human heart.

The mountains of souls roared, surrounded by a dozen mountains of dead bones, all crushed, collapsed, the mountains broken down, the springs refluxed, the spiritual disciples returned, the whole spiritual sect was filled with a hidden sadness and cold.

“Whoever you are, I want you to crush the pieces and fall back forever! ”