Dragon-Marked War God

Wang Fengqi held Wind sister's hand, and when she thought about it, it appeared in the Zulong Tower. However, his Wind sister, at this moment, changed greatly, becoming a terrible ghost, the ghost flashed, and Wind sister disappeared. Even he felt immense pain and sorrow.

Wang Fengqi's mind changed, trembling, suddenly opened his eyes, roaring:

“You're not Wind Girl, Wind Girl is dead, get out of here! ”

Wang Fengqi struck out with a sword and beheaded to the ghost. At that moment, he was already settled, unable to draw himself, unable to walk.

“Who doesn't have weaknesses in life? Huh. ”

The thin ghost smiled coldly. Wang Fengqi's heart sank in time. He knew that he had been deceived by illusions and could not wash away his sins.

Above the void, the wind is calm, the peaks of the mountains are silent.

Jiangdu's face changed slightly, his divine color was incredibly cold, and he finally found Wang Fengqi at the top of the mountain in the distance!

“Phoenix! ”

Jiangdu sighed and drank, yet Wang Fengqi was shadowy, kneeling there, motionless, his breath, is also quite weak, his soul twisted, his pain, can see a spot, even more difficult than cutting flesh and bones.

“Master, I'm sorry, I...”

Wang Fengqi said with great difficulty that his eyes were cloudy and his heart was torn apart, so that he was already exhausted of oil, and his heart was dead gray. Now Wang Fengqi, life and death are only one line away.

“Why... this...”

The river and dust were trembling, pale and unbeatably bland.

“Who is it? Who is it? ”

The sound of the river and dust grew colder and lower, he said.

“I don't know, but Ma'am seems to say he's a floating butcher. Both sisters, all abducted. ”

Wang Fengqi cried, all of this, after all, has an inescapable relationship with him. Wang Fengqi felt Master's eyes, all seemed to faint at that moment.

There is no greater sorrow than death, and Master, that happens to be the look.

“Floating tower, floating tower! Floating tower again! I will die with you! ”

Jiangdu roared like thunder, pale face, a breath of blood erupted, it was not wounded blood, but his heart and blood.

“I'm sorry, Master, I'm sorry, it's all Phoenix's fault. I didn't protect the two mothers, only to thank them for their deaths! ”

Wang Fengqi read gray, the voice fell, it was his own heart. At that moment, Jiangdu shook his head helplessly, his divine colour struggled. Wang Fengqi, in guilt and self-reproach, chose to thank him for his death, but Jiangdu knew that it was not his fault, to blame him only for his inability to do so, blame himself for his inability to protect them, Jiangdu's heart, and pain.

“Tower! ”

Jiangdu roared, thunder rolled, the heavens and the earth discolored.

Ten thousand miles away, Zulong Tower instantly flies like a light shadow towards the river and dust.

A man with white hair touched his nose, smiled slightly and mumbled:

“This good thing seems to have a soul. ”

The Zulong Tower flew back to the river and dust at an incredibly horrific speed, from a distance of 10,000 miles. However, at that moment, although he was eager to hope, the Zhulong Tower still had bamboo dancing and the Yancheng Town, but as a result, the Zhulong Tower was empty.

At that moment, even though the Zulong Tower was back in hand, all the hope in the heart of the river and dust was completely destroyed in an instant.

Once again, Jiangdust sprayed several mouths of blood. In the heart, there was struggle, self-reproach, and more, sinners.

“I'm really useless, Sister Jin, Tiancheng, I'm sorry, I should say I'm sorry,”

Jiangdu looked up to the sky, his heart trembled, his eyes sharp as a knife.

“I will surely crush you, the floating tower, and no one will escape from my palms. ”

The roar of the river and dust lingers in the void.

No one can understand what kind of heartache he he is facing at this moment.

“I can't blame you for all this. I put my hopes on you. It's the weight you can't afford. ”

Jiang dust shook his head, put away Wang Fengqi's soul and body, his heart is dead, but his soul is still there, waiting for him to break through the empire, should be able to help him recover flesh and body, and Baiyunfei!

Jiang Dunmei stood silently on the hill, looking at it for three years.

Jiangdu's strength, at this time, is also completely restored, but I'm afraid it's not that easy to break through the realm of the Divine Empire in the medium term.

For the past three years, the river and dust have been constantly thinking about dancing bamboo, swallowing city, and smoke and rain. He knows that his strength, ultimately too weak, is too far off compared to the real strong, at least the strongest man he knows, should be the Lord of the North Cold, the one who has yet to meet, a messenger in the district, has the medium-term power of the imperial kingdom of God, then what a legend, what a horrible figure?

Sitting on his knees, Jiangdu dish was covered with dust, his face was covered with bearded hair, spring went to winter, let the wind frost rain and snow fall on him, but in his heart, it did not cause dust.

Soon, a golden elder, dressed in Chinese clothing, appeared beside the river dust, like the river dust, staring into the void for a long time.

“I'm sorry, I'm still asleep, I didn't know that. ”

The old man sighed, silently said, the old man is not someone else, it is the Emperor Zulong, the soul of the Zulong Tower! Dancing bamboo and Yanchengcheng were both abducted, and his soul as the tower of the Zulong Tower, he actually lost sight of it and remained asleep. For him, he was also full of self-reproach.

Looking at the river dust, there was a little sympathy in his eyes. During this time, the performance of the river dust, he was all in his eyes. He changed, became steady and constrained a lot.

Jiangdu shook his head and said:

“I don't blame anyone. ”

It is true that Jiangdust does not blame anyone, it is just that he is too young and too weak.

“Is it time to go? ”

Jiangdu continued.

“Well, shortly afterwards, it's time to go there. ”

The Emperor Zulong's eyes were sharp, staring ahead and focusing.

“I just want to know what level my strength can reach when I enter the ancient land of the Dragon Nation after attending the Dragon Festival. ”

Jiangdu is most important now is strength, the strong respect the world, everything is empty talk.

“It should be able to get you to the float tower, as long as there are no float butchers, there should be few people, it will be your opponent. ”

The Emperor Zulong said momentarily.

“Okay!”

Jiangdu nodded, and the two men went straight to the Dragon Nation of the East at this moment.