Dragon-Marked War God

“Good Lord of the North Cold, Brother Jiang, it seems that this Lord of the North Cold is very good to you. ”

Purple Qingtian couldn't help but say that the emperor had not even looked at him with his eyes, but he was extremely serious about the river dust, even if there was no such high and ambitious pure color, but he could see that the emperor also placed high hopes on the river dust. His high hopes naturally originated from the Lord of the North Cool.

The word "empire" doesn't seem strange, but how many more powerful people in the entire divine realm can reach empire? Even those who want to reach the imperial strength above the divine soil of Zhongzhou do not know that no one has done so in years.

But the Lord of North Cold said that only those who reach the empire can meet him. It is enough to show that the status and strength of this Lord of North Cold is simply unimaginable to ordinary people.

“Empire... Empire...”

Jiang Dun muttered, but his heart is a collection of feelings, even some hesitation and hesitation, his mind is extremely complex.

With the arrival of the Emperor, let the heart of the river and dust fluctuate, there are shocks, surprises, and loss. In the eyes of the truly powerful, his strength is far from enough. With the advent of the Emperor, it has been shown that the Lord of the North Cool is watching himself in silence, while the river and dust are divine calm, looking far away. Even the one who does not know whether he is an enemy or friend, most of whom is in the friendly North Cool, he will not dare to believe.

However, his roots, in Beiliang Shenzhou, he cannot at least let the borderline Xuan style become a stumbling block on his own cultivation road.

Jiang Dun returned to Xuanfeng Sect this time. He was going to lay down a great array of heavenly and earthly nets for Xuanfeng Sect. Even those who were strong in the empire would not necessarily be able to break the defense of the Sect. His father was here, his brother was here, Xuanfeng Sect died him in the first place of the divine realm, which was also his foundation.

Even the Lord of the North Cold, Jiangdu cannot be trusted.

Believing who better to believe in himself, Jiangdu understood from the moment of the Holy Yuan mainland that a reason, fate, is not in the hands of heaven, but in his own hands. If someone else were to dictate or arrange it, it would only become a puppet. If he wanted to control his own destiny, he could only trust himself.

Wang took off, brought a lot of information to Jiangdu, also made him more aggravated. Ancient people's clouds were born worried and died of euthanasia. Jiangdu could not continue to remain silent at this time, because he knew that he had to become stronger in order to better protect his family and friends. Little rain did not know where he was. As long as he did not find smoke and rain in the day, Jiangdu's heart still had a heart disease that could not be relieved.

At this time, Yukang brought with him a strong man in the middle of the divine realm. Jiangdust left all these people here to teach the disciples of Xuan Fengzong in order to protect the safety of Xuan Fengzong. At this time, Jiangdust laid down a very tough decision.

At this time, Jiangdu was almost enlightened by most of the law. At this time, he laid down the Patronage Battalion, and Jiangdu's heart was even more confident. Even the late master of the realm of the Divine Emperor did not necessarily break the Patronage Battalion of the Xuanfeng Sect today.

In this way, Jiangdu can be confident to stay away from this vast land, confident to leave the Xuanfeng Sect in search of a wider sky, which is no longer enough to allow his worldly eagle to soar.

Father here, his roots are here, the North Cold God State will not fall, then at least the Xuanfeng Sect will not fail. Although the legendary Lord of the North Cold seems extremely horrible, Jiangdust does not necessarily know what he thinks in his heart. The so-called High and High Being is undoubtedly just to win chips for himself. The strength of Jiangdust can shock the Lord of the North Cold, indicating that he really cares about himself, good or bad, now for Jiangdust, as long as he does not sin this Lord of the North Cold, then the Lord of the North Cold should become his protection.

Ten days later, when the river dust completely closed, the heavenly nets were laid down, and the patron patriarchal array, don't say Xuanqing Meditation and Yang Jianlian handsome and other people, even the elders who traveled to Kangkang and Ziqingtian and those who came to the Xuan shrine hall were astonished to watch. Although they could not break into the patron patriarchal array, the strength of this array, it is not expected that anyone can bear it.

“This is goodbye, I don't know what year or month, so I can see you again. ”

Jiangdu can't help but shush, because this time he left with the confidence in the search for smoke and morning rain. Now Yancheng Cheng and Dance Bamboo have returned and stood beside Jiangdu. Although Yancheng Cheng has not yet fully recovered, she has at least identified Dance Bamboo. As long as Dance Bamboo does not leave Jiangdu, she will not leave half a step.

“Father, lord, go back. Find Rain and I'll be back. Let's reunite. ”

Jiang Dun laughed, but in his father's eyes, there were some tears, just that he had been holding on, always made himself incredibly serious, the look was insignificant, but his face was filled with smiles.

“Rest assured, the good boy is on all sides, find Xiaoyu, bring it back to me. The person I worry most about is this girl, she is fragile in nature and doesn't like to fight with people. If she doesn't have your shelter outside, she will surely suffer. ”

Jiangzhenhai's words made Jiangdu shush in his heart, how worried he was about smoke and morning rain, he would never say that his father was just keeping silent in his heart, this father's only wish was to be reunited with his family.

“Dumping city, bamboo, you must take care of the little dust, you must all be careful. I'm a little tired, I'm going back. ”

Jiang Zhenhai laughed. After that, he turned around. At the moment of turning around, the heart of Jiangdu was also extremely distressed, but his mission, his task, was far from complete. Little rain is still unknown. How can he enjoy Tianlun in peace? His father, Tianren, was also mercilessly deprived.

Everyone can see how unsatisfactory Jiangzhenhai is, but he doesn't say a word more, no matter how big the thing is, it's on his mind, and he doesn't want Jiangdu to worry about him at all.

“Yukang, after I left, Tongxuan shrine is fully entrusted to you to handle it. If there is any difficulty in Xuan Feng sect, you will definitely help. Here, it is my root. ”

Jiangdu glanced at Kangkang, Jiangdu nodded in silence, he dared not slacken, Jiangfu master said nine words, means to kill, he dared not be a bit lazy.

“Bye, brother, Jianghu. ”

Jiangdu and Yang Jian smiled at each other and said goodbye to Ziqing Tian and Xuan Qingzhou. He said goodbye to the tens of millions of Xuanfeng disciples and turned around.