Dragon-Marked War God

“Buddhist god of war, I am fat and lonely, but I want to be taught the power of god of war. ”

Fat Ruin drank, punched again, waved up, the heavens and the earth discolored, because he was so huge, the exciting wind, has made the heavens and the earth fight, the wind and the clouds will meet.

If the color of the floating god is heavy, immobile as a mountain, between hands, the hand stamp, the Buddha stamp, the power of thunder, sweeping the sky, the two incredible forces are interwoven, the pupils of the river dust are tightened, the face changes suddenly, this power, he can't resist in any way now, and it is full of Gestapo's pressure.

“Is this the power of the powerful empire? ”

Jiang Dun muttered, this is also the voice of countless people present, no one knows whether the mountain sea giant beast's fertilizer can be powerfully crushed, or if the Buddhist god of war floats can win more.

This battle is a spectacular battle, and Jiangdu is also an immense anticipation!

“Sick bastard, get lost. ”

Like the * word Buddha imprint in the slaughterhouse, destroying the decay, shocking the heavens and the earth, fighting in the absence of divine authority, the fat legacy is shocked away, every step, let the earth tremble, shake the mountain, ten steps back, tremendously loud, hurried panting, like thunder.

If the slaughterhouse stood still, calm and idle, and make everyone noisy, especially the people of Mountain Sea Sect, for a moment, there was no right.

“Xiao Xianbai's downwind, the mighty power of the honored, is no better than mine. ”

Fat and fat said calmly, with a hint of respect, dare not build a single time.

His words, too, made everyone breathe stuffy, dare not have any more thoughts, countless people looked up to the strong figure above the void, women as light as wind, divine colors, with the world's enemies' unparalleled fragrance, to make the heavens and the earth darker.

Jiangdu heart vibrated, this Buddhist god of war, it was terrible, eight floating slaughters, and it was just a floating butcher, the face of Jiangdu became very ugly, he knew how difficult it would be to fight the floating tower, it could even be said that it was Tianfang Night Tan.

A floating butcher. And if eight floating butchers join forces? Isn't that invincible? At least at this time, Jiangdu was so full of respect and gratitude for the massacre. At the time, he was in love with her. I didn't expect to save his life at this moment. It was a wonderful turn of events.

Given the power of the floating massacre, the river and dust are somewhat desperate, the power of the floating massacre tower, how horrible it is, it goes without saying, with his present strength, to fight the floating massacre tower, it is almost impossible to say, so he must constantly improve his strength, he must break through the empire as soon as possible! Only the powerful Empire can stand at the top of this divine realm.

Although many people say that the Empire Strong no longer exists, at first sight today, it is precisely in the face of all people that the Empire Strong still exists, it is just that your eyes are not enough, without walking into the world of the Strong, you will not understand how strong the Strong are.

I must reach the empire!

Jiangdu double-fisted, his eyes stared like a float, but it was a collection of senses.

“Ask the floater, are you fighting on behalf of the floater? ”

Silver fox hands together ten, respectfully asked.

“Who do I fight for and what do I do with you? ”

If the slaughter is as cold as frost, between words, such as swords and rain, the cold weather forced people, let the silver fox consciously retreat, kneel down, pale face, at this moment he realized his words, for the slaughter, as if it were taboo, not good shouting, trembling in the heart, scared if the slaughter, will slash him, even the mountain sea giant beast fat legacy, can not compete with him, silver fox is naturally full of sweat, heart has relatives.

“That's it for today. I don't want to kill anybody. You all go back. ”

If the sound of the slaughter is faint, but full of unquestionable colors, the power of the strong, the power of the unstoppable, even the rivers and dust have an impulse to worship, the empire strong, the terror as!

Everyone is infinitely sentimental, whether it be Shanhaizong, the Eight Poles Gate, or the three great temples of the Dragon Nation and West Pole Shenzhou are already full of helplessness. The people of West Pole Shenzhou are even more afraid to have a slight dissatisfaction with the floating massacre. For them, whether or not the eight floats betrayed the Buddhist sect, she was the oldest true god of the Buddhist sect, and they could not compete with it at all.

This battle, astonishingly, Mountain Haizong death and injury countless, ultimately, can only drink and hate this, after all, like a floating massacre, is one of the eight floating massacres of the floating massacre tower, its horrible, unimaginable, today's battle, they can only think of themselves as bad luck, defeat is defeat, no complaints whatsoever, can only blame themselves as bad skill.

But Jiangdu, escaping a heist, every one of them will surely be angry. Today, as if slaughtered to bail him out, Jiangdu is destined to offend most of the people above the divine soil of Zhongzhou.

The new monarch of the Jun family died in the hands of Jiang Dun, the Du clan chief Dou Ying died in battle, Yun Gouyao and Hao Yunhang, the bitter disciples of the floating tufting tower, not to mention the countless deaths and injuries of Mountain Haizong, like purification of the world, reconstruction of Mountain Haizong, for Liao Yunsheng, the road is long and distant.

Ling and the dragon shadow were all very excited. They had already dried up tears and thought they were bound to die, but in the end, they were still in danger of survival and fleeing the day they were born. This all stemmed from the woman who kept them from climbing.

“Is that exactly what he asked me? Who are you fighting for? ”

Jiangdu preached, looking like a slaughter, his eyes burning.

If you look at the river and dust, fade away:

“For whom and for what reason? ”

“It's important to me. ”

Jiang Dun said, "Do I matter to you or is the floating tower important to you?"

“The floating tower is not what you can imagine. You see it, it's just the tip of the iceberg. Whether it matters to you or not, I want to remind you. ”

“Don't make enemies of the floating tower, or you'll regret it. ”

If the meaning of floating is deep, it seems to be a bit of a sigh, but she also knows a little more or less. The relationship between the river dust and the floating tower seems to have reached the point of immortality. Yun Geyao and Hao Yunhang were also ruthlessly killed by him. The relationship with the floating tower is bound to grow stronger.

“I don't share the day with the Floating Tower. I'll figure this out sooner or later. Of course, maybe not right now. ”

Jiang Dun Zi Zhuzhu, silently said.

“You're such a loser. I don't know about dead guys. ”

If the floating slaughter is opposite to the eyes of Jiangdu, no one knows what is happening in the eyes of the two people.

“Since you are so determined, I hope we will not be strangers when we meet again. ”

Like floating around and disappearing into the void...