Dragon-Marked War God

The happier Xuanqing Meditation, the stronger Yang Jian can be, the stronger the return, lead the Sect Gate to glory, even the foreign enemies, make Xuanqing Meditation even more incredible joy. The return of Yang Jian will surely make the whole Xuanfeng Sect up and down, all become incredibly cheerful and sparkling. Those bottom disciples, knowing that Brother Yang Jian is strong return, lead the disciple tide, will surely also be quite excited.

“Good boy, please get up, you have this heart, I am very happy for the master. ”

Xuan Qingzhou and Jiang Zhenhai looked at each other. At this time, Yang Jian returned, half-step divine esteem, inspired a lot of momentum for their Xuan Feng sect, and added immense arm help.

“Reporting to the Patriarch, the handsome brother returns. ”

Xuan Qingzhou's close disciple came to the glad news. At this moment, not only Xuan Qingzhou and Jiangzhenhai, even Yang Jian had a luminous face. He couldn't help but say:

“Has he even returned? ”

Between the beards, there was a rough figure, a shadow that broke into thin air, and came out of thin air, in a coarse cloth linen coat, with sharp eyes, and a great deal of hegemony that killed all sides.

“Hahaha, Brother Yang Jian, I didn't expect you to come back. ”

The handsome man laughed and said, settling in shape, taking a bow towards Xuanqing meditation, slightly turning his head, his strength has reached the half-step divine dignity, like Yang Jian.

“My lord, you're rather handsome to be back late. ”

“It's not too late, you two can return at this time, it really gives me an appetite. When this critical river storm gathers, both of you can return to the sect at this time. Unexpected encounter, it really fills my heart with emotion. The Xuan Feng sect has been able to distinguish between you two outstanding disciples for so many years. It is truly a glory of Xuan Feng sect, my Xuan Qing comfort. ”

Xuanqing Pluto is not good at speech, but this time, it can be seen that the joy on his face is already overflowing with words.

“However, I have heard that this time the critical river boundary is difficult, it has already given a feeling that the city of dark clouds wants to destroy. Since entering the critical river boundary, I have found that many people are a shady colour, afraid to become the gateway to the destruction of the next moment. Lord, do you know what kind of mysterious forces sweep the entire critical river boundary? ”

A handsome face asked seriously.

Xuan Qing shook his head.

“It's not just me, not even the Nine Kingdoms Lord, who doesn't necessarily know why this wind of disaster came. ”

Xuanqing is extremely serious. At this time, he has nothing to hide. The people on the river perish themselves, and he cannot escape vulgarity. Yang Jian and the handsome returned in succession. Xuanqing's heart was filled with excitement and excitement. If there really was a strong enemy attacking him, he would never have any fear. He would have had to live and die in the first battle. He prolonged his asthma. It was not something that Xuanfeng Zong could do. Even if he wanted to die, he would die in bright light.

I'd rather die standing up than live on my knees.

“If only the river and dust were here. ”

The handsome man whispered, looking at Yang Jian, they both nodded slightly, but without Jiangdu, they also had to shoulder the responsibility of guarding the sect, nine dead without regret.

“Dusty little bastard, he doesn't know where he is, and Zongmen is in trouble, but he doesn't know where he is. ”

Jiangzhenhai couldn't help but scold, but everyone could see that he was in love, but Jiangdust may be further away, there is no time to worry about the critical river boundary, the Emperor Tianggao is far away, compared to Zhongzhou Shentou and even Xijishenzhou, Nantong Shenzhou, after all, it is a million miles away, too far away.

“Even without the river and dust, we will never be lazy at all. Rest assured, Lord, Jiang Lao, even if we die this time, we will never let anyone step on Xuanfeng Sect. ”

He said that he was handsome and overbearing. He also had to guard Zongmen. This luxurious dry cloud made Jiangzhenhai admirable. Young people also had the hot blood of young people.

In the meantime, a cold light descended from the sky, a thousand miles away from Xuanfeng sect, nine black fiction, has already reached the sky, tremendous pressure, crushed down, within thousands of miles, all demonic beasts, are kneeling in the mountain forest, trembling, dare not make a slight action.

The whole of the Xuan Feng sect, covered by the nine shadows, was completely covered in it, turned into nine clouds of shadow, scattered over the void, nine clouds of shadow, covered by the sun, covered by the whole of the Xuan Feng sect, faint, and invisible to the heavens.

Black clouds overwhelm the city, and the hearts of countless people are covered in haze.

Nine clouds of clouds, layers of density, completely scattered white clouds over the void, green mountain water, layer of haze, Xuanfeng sect of mountain water collar show land, like hell, pitch black as ink, frightening hearts.

“What a strong vibe! ”

The handsome face changed, the divine color was heavy, the eyes slightly squinted, the horrible pressure of the nine clouds, even he was going to be unable to support, let alone the disciples at the bottom, now they are all pale, this pressure came down, even without the need for the nine clouds to strike, they were already dying from the explosion of their bodies.

Yang Jian also surrendered silently. It seems that they are right to come back this time. Otherwise, this Xuanfeng sect will be turned into ashes.

Who is this mysterious man? How can you do that? Everyone was speculating, but they didn't know where it came from.

Jiangzhenhai is very intentional. He is the most powerful man in Xuanfeng sect. This war is even more irresponsible. It seems that what they need to face will be the danger of life and death, the war of survival.

Xuanfengzheng, up and down, are all awakened from cultivation, this is already the general catastrophe of the end of the world, no one knows what will happen next, the destruction of the religions is tragic, maybe will be born at the next moment.

Xuan Qing sighs long and pale:

“Xuan Fengzong, you still haven't escaped this heist. ”

Xuan Qing's eyes were cold, but those nine clouds of shadow had completely covered Xuan Feng sect. The moment when death came to the general oppression, Xuan Feng sect had put everyone in danger.

“Are we finally going to be swept away by this wind of disaster? ”

“Are we all going to die? It's like the end of the world. The sun is covered. ”

“As long as there is a Patriarch, we will never give in easily, and we are no better than the other Patriarchs. ”

“I hope so, but some of our stronger sects have also been wiped out. Can we truly escape a robbery? ”

“It is hard to say that so many sects, none of which will survive, can our Xuan Feng sect really be that exception? ”

Countless disciples, fearful hearts, this horrible breath of death pervades everyone's hearts and minds.