Dragon-Marked War God

Qian Jiji did not think that Soul Wanshan was so unshakable. It seems that he wants to drink him back in the name of Tong Xuan Shenfu. It is still somewhat difficult.

"Jiang Chen is the first freshman, the most powerful genius in the foreign government. Even if you kill me, Tong Xuan Shenfu may not make a big move with you, but if you kill Jiang Chen, maybe Tong Xuan Shenfu will not be so It’s easy to be willing to give up.”

Millenium Ji said faintly.

"Ha ha ha, then you think, my son is dead, is white dead? Hey, you are too whimsical, in this world, no one can make me soulful, even today is the mysterious **** The head of the government has come, and Jiang Chen is also killing me!"

Soul Wanshan was finally completely angered. The threat of Qianji Ji was obviously not effective. Qian Jiji did not think that the determination of Soul Wanshan was so great, but I changed my mind to think about it, but the son of the family. Dead, Soul Wanshan is so angry, it is also reasonable, but if he wants to move Jiang Chen, I am afraid it is not that simple.

"In this case, it seems that there is no need to talk about it. If you want to move Jiang Chen, let me pass this level."

Xue Liang stepped forward and looked at the soul of Wanshan indifferently. The two eyes were opposite, the horrible atmosphere, the shocks opened, and the soul of Wanshan was also slightly stunned. Xue Liang’s strength was the strongest, and he was able to kill him. After all!

"Is it by you? In the late stage of God's respect, the strength is not weak, but I have to be against you, I am afraid it is still worse."

Soul Wanshan sneered and said.

"Don't try it, how do you know if you can do it or not? I have heard of the soul sect. If I am going to destroy you from the soul today, will my name of Xue Liang be a sensational tens of thousands of miles?"

Xue Liang's look changed, and the face of Soul Wanshan was also more and more cold.

"Toasting, not eating and drinking fine wine, is really shameless. It seems that you don't give him a real color look. You really thought that I was so depressed from the soul, and I was bullied."

"The Sovereign, this is a self-righteous person, we are shot, why bother you?"

"Yeah, is it really good for me to leave the soul sect? A few guys who don't know how to be tall, dare to dare in front of the lord, really live impatient."

Behind the soul Wanshan, more than a dozen elders of the gods are also eager to try. For Xue Liang and others, they are not in the eyes, even if there is a mentor of Tong Xuan Shenfu, then what? Their young masters are killed by the people of Tong Xuan Shenfu. This account must be well liquidated.

"A group of shrimps and crabs will dare to speak bravely?"

Xue Liang sneered.

"Huangkou children, it is too mad, the sovereign, the old man must kill this sorrow today, to the elders to solve the hatred of the heart."

A cold-faced elder said one step forward.

Soul Wanshan shook his head and said:

"This guy is handed over to me, the elders are rushing for me, three hundred elite disciples, playing with me!"

Soul Wanshan did not let the elder directly shot Xue Xue. The strength of this guy, although not necessarily comparable to himself, is still not to be underestimated. Among the elders, I fear that no one will be his opponent. In case, just in case, the soul of Wanshan must be quick and quick to solve these guys. As for Jiang Chen, kill these people, not afraid of Jiang Chen not coming out.

"Mighty! Powerful! Powerful!"

The shouts of the mountains and the tsunami are deafening, and tens of thousands of divorced disciples are coming out of their nests, in order to kill Jiang Chen, and to be away from the souls!

"Xue Liang, be careful, this is not the fuel-efficient lamp from the soul of the ancestor, but it is not a fuel-efficient lamp. It has stood for millions of years around the city of bliss. No one has ever shaken them. This time Jiang Chen killed his son and watched it. It’s not so easy to hide this thing.”

Millenium Ji whispered.

"Jiang Chen is not there, I will stop him from being a soulless one."

Xue Liang did not hesitate in the slightest, and he was not afraid of facing the whole soul.

"The strength is not good, was killed, can only blame him for his skills, killing the old and coming out to find the scene, then today, it will not end."

Xue Liang can be described as a temperamental moment. The strength of Shen Zun’s late stage is enough to ignore too many people. Even the three elders in the original are no longer the ten-in-one, even the soul of Wanshan. How can it be? His strength is at most between himself and his own. If he can't stop him, then he will be too shameful for Jiang Chen.

"The arrogant guy, you, will eventually pay the price. Kill you first, then smash the river dust. My soul is Wanshan, today I have to kill."

Soul Wanshan said, a **** long knife in his hand, pointing to Xue Liang, **** sky, domineering, a violent dark atmosphere, surging.

"Good!"

Xue Liang sneered, his eyes cold, his hand holding the frost sword, and forced him to the soul of Wanshan. The two people were like two crazy lights, gathered together, black and red, and erupted an unimaginable power.

"White brother is careful!"

Ice cloud worried, but on the other side, the ten strong gods and the elite disciples of the three souls were all rushed over, and the target directly locked the ice cloud and the thousand 仞.

"You have to be careful, these people who are away from the souls are not simple."

Qian Ji and Ice Cloud also fell into the passive at this time. Although both of them are people in the middle of God's respect, they are not fuel-efficient lights. They are out of the soul, and the top ten gods The strong players, all decided to master, plus those elite disciples, they are in a situation, but more dangerous than Xue Liang.

Xue Liang alone battles the soul of Wanshan, but the strength of the soul Wanshan is better than Xue Liang. After all, it is the master of a sect. The soul can stand for millions of years around the city of bliss, or it exists. The reason, the soul of Wanshan used to be hot, countless years have passed, many people have forgotten, but the real strong will not forget, once the soul of Wanshan, almost one person, slaughter a million people City Pool, its heart is hot and irritating, but at the same time, his strength is equally daunting.

"The soul is not extinguished!"

The soul of the Wanshan long knife, the soul of three thousand miles, the deafening soul sound, constantly approaching Xue Liang, every time the knife and the thorns fall down, it is like an incomparable big killer, constantly Xue Liang forced back.

"诛仙剑意!"

Xue Liang has a strong and horrible sword, and the Emperor inherits the same words. The immortal sword is like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and the soul Wanshan constantly meets, the volatility of the forces fluctuating, almost let the people around, all flew away.

"Well? There is such a terrible sword, but compared with me, it is still too tender."

"The fire of the soul, burn it!"

The strength of the soul Wanshan seems to have improved a lot at this moment. The fire of the soul of the war, burning up, the black light in his eyes, is also more and more people feel the trembling, even the Xueliang, full of confidence, At this moment, it was also forced to retreat by Soul Wanshan. The fire of the soul of the war is unmatched, and its own swords and swords are unable to take the slightest advantage in their hands. Instead, they will be constantly weakened by their own will.