Dragon-Marked War God

Dongsheng Shenzhou, Dongfan Land, hundreds of thousands of miles of Quinoa Mountain, beautiful scenery, alpine Junyi, green water.

As the most mysterious mountain range in Dongsheng Shenzhou, or even known as one of the ten greatest death jedi in the divine realm, the scenery is naturally overwhelming, but the crisis is also endless.

There were countless people who went to the mountain of Quinoa on the eastern wasteland in search of the mystery of the Ten Dead Jedi, but all died without disease, because for millions of years, no one had heard of what was happening in the mountain of Quinoa, and countless people were curious, but also forgotten. Every time I mentioned it, the mountain of East Quinoa was a respectable and distant place.

Here, there are countless demonic beasts, countless relics, but after countless years of sedimentation, the eastern desert quinoa mountain has turned into a death jedi, no one dares to step in.

At this moment, however, the man in this quinoa mountain is pale, covered in blood, leaning back against the ancient trees, breathing constantly.

“Brother 13, don't die! Aren't you still looking for yourself? Aren't you going to spend the rest of your life with me? If you die, I'll never forgive you. ”

Women bite red lips, tightly clasp Dragon 13's hands, in the orbit, tears blurred, with emotional veins, the two meet in the West Pole Shenzhou, but they rush to this point. Above the East Wilderness, there is no place for them.

At this time, Dragon XIII, already badly wounded, was dying, and the corner of his mouth was still hanging with a slutty smile.

“Rest assured, my Dragon 13 is not that easy to die. Cough..."

Dragon 13 coughed twice and spit out a lot of blood. His body was already covered with sword scars, while Blue Ling Ji was unharmed. On numerous occasions, he silently blocked in front of her and suffered many wounds on her behalf, which eventually became so wolf.

Blue Ling Ji lowered her head, tears blurred her cheeks, covered with yellow sand, but still beautiful, beautiful suffocating, pear blossoms with rain, I see pity.

“Don't talk, don't say it again. ”

Blue Ling Ji Yu moved his hand and gently covered Dragon 13's mouth. His heart was already sorrowful.

For his own sake, Dragon 13 almost lost his life. Lan Lingji knew that it was all her fault. His strength had just broken through the realm of the Divine Empire and became the burden of Dragon 13. Otherwise, he alone, no one could stop him.

Dragon 13 smiled, his eyes filled with tenderness and honey, as long as you were there, everything was fine.

Dragon XIII's bloodstained hand gently touched Blue Ling Ji's delicate face, beautiful face, smile still, not at all.

“Even if I die, I will send you out of this deserted quinoa mountain. ”

Dragon 13 held Blue Ling Ji's jade hand and said unquestionably.

“I don't want you to die. I want you to come with me! ”

Blue Ling Ji had long since cried silently and was filled with despair. She did not know what to do in order to make Long XIII leave safely. Even if I pay for my own life, I will spare no effort, myself, I no longer want to be a burden to him. That feeling makes Lang Ling Ji extremely heartbroken. If I can't protect myself and distract him, why is Dragon XIII here?

Dragon 13 held the golden glow of the divine stick tightly in his hand. He must not fall down, and he must not fall here.

However, despite the hesitation of his heart, he knew that he could not give up. For the sake of the person he loved, all he could do was to keep Lang Ling Ji safe and not let her suffer any harm, but the person behind him, with countless masters, came running, and persevered. It was not that easy for him to escape.

Each is a powerful man at the level of the imperial kingdom of God, there are more than 20 people, and he has been through hundreds of wars, and the momentum is like a rainbow. In this mountain, he has gone through several wars, but he still can't solve these problems, and now he is forced into this desperate state again. Dragon 13 has only one conviction. He must protect Blue Ringgit, at the cost of his own statement, and let Blue Ringgit leave the mountain.

Dragon 13 struggled, slowly stood up, looked back, the mountains of the sky, constantly, the wind and sand blew, everywhere desolate, even the sun, seemed unwilling to shine here, the whole day was full of clouds and clouds of repression, seemed like a death hell.

Over the years, all the way here, this time, he finally felt the crisis of life and death. In the face of those horrible guys, Long XIII was alone and had no choice. He was satisfied as long as he was able to take Blue Lingui out and let her leave safely.

Looking at the blurred appearance of Blue Ringgit's tears, Dragon 13 Man bone sausage, his heart is incredibly sour. Over the years, from the Kyushu Immortal Realm and now to the Divine Realm, he has not given her a peace, give her a happiness, which he has always felt owed Blue Ringgit.

Dragon 13 now only wants to pursue his own life, he has not been able to take into account Blue Ling Ji by the way, until now, when life and death choices are made, he knows how many happy times he has missed.

He is not a well-thought-out person, and Dragon XIII knows that there is not much he can give Blue Ringgit. Nevertheless, he hopes to be able to escape at the last minute.

“If you don't go, I won't go, live together, die together. Do you think I'm such a greedy, fearful person? Dragon 13, if you ever kick me out again, I'll die in front of you! ”

Blue Ling Ji's eyes are burning and he looks at Dragon XIII with cold eyes. There is no question. Since this life has been promised, what is the point of living and dying? With you, everything is fine. If you are not here, I live, what is the point?

Blue Ling Ji insisted that Dragon 13 was overwhelmed. He could only laugh bitterly and look to the sky. A red cloud fog came to cover the sky.

“Here they come. ”

Dragon 13 sank his voice and said, holding the world's worshipper, his eyes like a torch, his anger eyes open, like a god killing, his blood stained, has dried up, but the will of war, still has not been depressed.

The red cloud spread and the strong man covered with red scales fell slowly from the void. The target directly locked the position of Dragon 13 and Blue Lingui.

More than twenty red shadows, flashing past, the dragon thirteen hearts and minds concentrating, he knew that this battle of life and death was far from over.

Fire red shadow, covered with scaly armor, long shadow, more than nine feet long, thin body, different human form, but almost the same, fire red cheeks, long fire red hair, especially one pair of eyes, more like a flame spray.

More than twenty shadows, in between moments, surround Dragon XIII and Blue Ling Ji.