Dragon-Blooded War God

When the evil dragons were all deflated, the whole three thousand halls set off a big wave of the sky. Longchen was already strong in the limelight. This time it was against the **** temple master. It forced the six elders to put their relatives into the wind. It took a hundred days to reach the purple pole fire array. It caused a great shock.

The evil dragon temple because of the existence of Longchen. Strong rise. It became a hall without dare to provoke.

In the future, as long as the evil dragon master is still there, the evil dragon hall will stand up.

Longchen's popularity is very good. In the Zhenwu Hall, a lot of good friends have been handed in. They are talking about Longchen in rumors. For a time. Lu Zhixuan and Lu Chunqiu have become ugly roles of colluding and covering sinners. Like a hero. As a disciple of one of the five halls of the Tang Dynasty, many people can't lift their heads.

In the secret room of the Temple of Heaven, it was overturned.

Lu Zhiqiu. Lu Chunqiu. There are also charming women and Lu Junyue are here. The original charming woman. At this time, she is holding Lu Junyue. Looking angry at Lu Chunqiu. "You waste this. What are you doing?" Even a small baby can't cope. I also said that I want to put my baby son into the purple pole fire. I don't care. Who moved my son today. I will fight with whom."

"Mother. I don't want to go in. I burned for a hundred days there. I can't live anymore." In front of her own mother, Lu Junyue is another look.

Lu Chunqiu's face is cloudy. The mood is already bad enough. This girl is actually in front of her brother. He is a waste.

"Enough." Lu Chunqiu pulled Lu Junyue over. A slap in the face of his white and tender face was red and swollen half. Lu Junyue spurted out of blood. It was sluggish.

It seems to be from small to big. This father who loves himself has never beaten himself.

On the other side, the charming woman was also stunned. After a while, she screamed. She danced to Lu Chunqiu.

"You dare to beat my son. Lu Chunqiu. You are this incompetent waste. I want to fight with you." This meeting. This woman is crazy. Even the weapons have been taken out.

In desperation. Lu Chunqiu can only imprison her first. A white light column. The feminine woman is completely imprisoned. No movement. A pair of red eyes staring at Lu Chunqiu.

Lu Chunqiu took his son. Seeing his resentful look at himself. He said: "The beast. This is a disaster that you have caused yourself. It also makes you and the entire Temple of Heaven humiliate you. Today's punishment is for you to take your own. Resentment to others."

Lu Junyue gnashed his teeth. "Who said that you can't blame others. When I first killed the female disciple. You didn't tell me. You are there. I broke the day and it's okay."

Lu Chunqiu is a stagnation. This stupid son does not know how to say it. Lu Junyue is used by his wife. But why did he not regard him as a baby. A hundred days of purple poles of fire. He himself I am bleeding in my heart.

"Brother. Can you change someone to throw in. Then the moon will not show up for a hundred days." Lu Chunqiu said to Lu Zhiyu, who has been silent next to him.

Lu Zhixuan shook his head. "Don't be whimsical. The whole three thousand halls are paying attention to this matter. Everyone has a god. If it is discovered. We both become even more famous. My brother is retired. But the outside world knows everything. ."

Speaking of Lu Zhiqiu. Lu Chunqiu is a bit awkward. "The two elders have heard that they have already passed the Nirvana robbery. It is a terrible existence."

Lu Zhiqi nodded. He looked at Lu Junyue. His eyes were full of sternness.

"Child. You are planted today. But for you. It is not a good thing. Your life has gone too far. There is a hardship. It will make you really grow up."

Lu Junyue can't eat him. He pleads: "Uncle. I know everything you said. But a hundred days of purple poles. I really can't live. I beg you. Don't let I am dead. Uncle. You didn't say it before. Do you want to send me to the Imperial Palace? If I go into the Purple Sky Fire. How can I go to the Imperial Palace? Hey. Uncle. I beg you to think of a solution. ”

Lu Zhiyu closed his eyes. Cold: "I have already said it. There is no law to save. Everything you have today is thanks to the Lord of the Dragon. If you have a species, you can live in a hundred days." The battle of the list killed him. It’s better than telling me that you are the eighth in the world. You can’t do this.”

Lu Junyue is desperate. It seems that this purple sky is a must. It must go.

All this is given by the defeat of Longchen.

He clenched his fists. The bones screamed and screamed. The eyes shone with hatred.

"I must let you taste the most cruel pain in the world. Long Chen."

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In the surveillance of countless people in the Three Thousand Halls, Lu Junyue was sent to the Purple Pole Fire. This matter came quickly and quickly. When everyone reacted, Longchen had already won.

Now the three thousand halls. Speaking of the evil dragon master. Who does not know it.

Because of the strong rise of Longchen. The temple of Fengshen, which was originally quiet. It is also because of this incident. The hearts of the female disciples are scared. They feel that the relationship between Feng Zhilin and Longchen is not good. And Feng Ruyan and Shen Tuhong also have Qiu. Longchen rises at such a speed. The future temple of Fengshen. Will it be suppressed. It will even be wiped out.

At this time, the Temple of Fengshen suffered the same dilemma as the original Dragon Hall.

And their temple master Feng Zhilin. From the last time in the evil dragon hall was insulted by Longchen. It was closed and went. Two months of time. Nothing happened again. This makes everyone have to think. Lin has been completely defeated. She has no face to see anyone.

Even the new lord of the temple has no face. The temple of Fengshen seems to be finished. Those who have seen the strong rise of Feng Lin before. They have come to please the temple of Fengshen. At this time, they have given cold eyes to the temple of Fengshen.

Just one day. The wind is surging. On the top of the Fengshen Mountain, the highest mountain of Fengshen Mountain. A woman in white is like a beautiful flower. Standing proudly in the wind. The wind blows her long hair. Flying with the wind. Full of beauty.

The clothes were swept up. Occasionally, the girl’s amazing white skin was revealed. It was mouth watering.

The girl looked silent. Looking at the direction of the evil dragon temple. The corner of the mouth showed a little smile.

"Liner..." Below. There was a woman with a good style flying up. She stopped at the side of Feng Zhilin. It was the wind. She even looked at Feng Zhilin with some awe.

"You forgot to call me something." The girl in the wind did not look back. The voice is really indifferent.

The wind blew a chill, and quickly changed his mind: "I have seen the Lord."

Feng Zhilin is satisfied.

When the wind sees smoke, she has been silent. Some caution said: "The Lord. You have now reached the eighth place of the gods. The young generation of the entire three thousand halls. Not many people are your opponents. That Longchen makes you so dignified Lost. Why don't you choose to retaliate now?"

Feng Zhilin was silent for a while. Then she laughed. She said: "No. I have to learn him. I want to give him a huge surprise. I have to wait. Wait until a great opportunity. I want to be in front of everyone. Give him the humiliation. Give him a little bit. I want him to know. What is a nightmare..."

Having said that. She seems to be a little crazy.

If the wind is fluttering: "It seems that there is only a battle for the Qianlongbang. It is only this opportunity. At that time, it was the place with the most people."

Feng Zhilin nodded. Sighed: "Yes. At that time, everyone was eye-catching. At that time, he must have been very proud. He thought he was invincible. Hehe. I have to use these four months. Prepare him the most. Enough gift. A gift that can't resist even the ninth peak of the gods. I won't let him die. But let him suffer for a lifetime."

If the wind is smoky and fearful, it takes a few steps back.

What kind of hatred is it. Let this girl be so mad. Her hatred of Shen Tuhong is because Shen Tuhong killed her sister. Feng Zhilin...

She doesn't understand much.

"Do you think I have been there before?" Feng Zhilin suddenly turned back. The eyes were red. It seemed to be crying. She suddenly laughed. "Yes. Sometimes I am also burying myself." What am I doing? I deserve it. But see this. I know. I deserve it."

She gently opened the placket. The gully of the chest. There are two groups of crystal-clear and charming jade rabbits. It is in front of the wind. The chest shape of the girl is undoubtedly very beautiful. It’s a pity that there is one left and one right. Two big characters ruined the beauty.

Long Chen.

"Not for the other. Just for me to be in front of him. Wipe these two words." Feng Zhilin said with a smile. It seems to be telling a trivial matter.

If the wind is smoke, then I understand. It turns out that these two people have such a deep relationship.

The wind is clear. Then she retire. After she leaves, Feng Zhilin looks at the horizon. There is a black shadow that is arriving quickly. After a few breaths, a man with a black suit appears in front of Feng Zhilin. See this A peerless woman with a lack of expression. Li Wei’s inner turmoil. Quickly said: “I have never seen a girl in the wind for a long time. I am coming here today. It’s the relationship with the girl’s body. The wind girl still remembers it.”

Feng Zhilin packed the chest of the chest. Slowly. The slightly exposed snow made Li Xiao’s eyes straighten.

"Crazy Temple Li Wei. Who doesn't know you." Feng Zhilin said in an indifferent tone.

In the middle.

Li Wei likes this cold and proud woman. It seems that there is nothing to conquer her in time. If she can ride such a woman under her body, it would be better than 蹂躏龙辰. For a time, Li Wei’s eyes are red. .

"It seems that the wind girl is innocent..." Li Wei said excitedly.

"You want to go to me." Feng Zhilin interrupted his excitement in one sentence.

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