Chapter 363: Why the donor
In the sky, the black dragon and the golden dragon circled and fought.
Tang Jin's banner and Chu Tiannan's time have collided together.
The two wrestle with each other.
Tang Jin snorted coldly and said, "Chu Tiannan only relies on you, a black dragon, how can he fight the golden dragon brewed by our holy country's vast rivers and mountains?
"Don Jin, you're wrong!"
"This black dragon in your mouth is the vast rivers and mountains of your northern barbarians, and my soldier soul is here!"
Chu Tiannan took a step back, and a villain holding a small golden sword appeared in time, with straw sandals and hats, like a chivalrous man.
The chivalrous villain punched lightly, and the golden dragon on it was torn apart.
It rode the black dragon and came back lightly.
Chu Tiannan said lightly, "You lost." ”
Tang Jin's body did a 360-degree somersault in the air, and he suddenly retreated a few meters.
The six gods of war gathered together on the spot.
All the forces are brought together.
Back then, Chu Tiannan defeated the ten gods of war with one force, but there were only some folk masters in the Northern Barbarians, and there were only three military gods of war;
It's just the aftermath.
Chu Tiannan, who was shocked, took a heavy step back, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
but did not flee.
Chu Tiannan didn't take this move first, even if he wanted to, he wouldn't have a chance.
There's only one way.
It was the next move first, and then immediately ran to the border, waiting for the people from the north to pick him up.
There is no way to fight a protracted war yet.
If the other gods of war in the northern courtyard and the gods of war in the southern courtyard arrived, Chu Tiannan would not have any room to survive, and he would definitely die!
Chu Tiannan gritted his teeth fiercely and raised the time.
The knight rode a black dragon.
Facing the seven gods of war, including Don Jin.
Their breath continued to gather in the air, and the golden dragon that had just been broken was shrunk and condensed again, the golden dragon was extremely transparent at the moment, and the breath was full of divine charm, compared to just now, it seemed to have been tempered I don't know how many times.
Without any choice, Chu Tiannan had no choice but to take this move first.
Turning around and running away, his aura was dispersed, and he was hit by this golden dragon, almost certain death.
Only fight to the death!
In Chu Tiannan's eyes, his breath continued to condense.
"Tang Jin, today I, Chu Tiannan, will pick you up here!"
"If I don't die, sooner or later, the north will plant a bright red flag on your northern barbarian border! Let all people in your country who have different intentions know! We cannot be bullied in China! We will not give up our homeland!"
Tang Jin, who was standing in the air, was extremely imposing, and he angrily reprimanded: "Chu Tiannan, you will die today! Our seven gods of war have gathered strength, unless you have already reached the next level and reached that mysterious and terrifying realm! Otherwise, even if you are the strongest god of war realm in the world, you will not be able to accept this move!"
There were seven of them.
It represents the seven strongest gods of war in the Northern Barbarians, and the top combat power.
Under the accumulation of luxury lineups, unless Chu Tiannan reaches that mysterious realm.
If that were the case, the war would have ended long ago.
"You can't reach it!Chu Tiannan!" Tang Jin scolded.
Chu Tiannan took a deep breath, as if swallowing a river, the yellow sand was rolling and the desert was churning.
Time stands between heaven and earth.
It is like a scepter that only the Most High God can touch, and outsiders cannot touch it at all.
Chu Tiannan gathered strength at the same time.
The golden dragon finally took shape at this moment!
Completely roaring, he rushed towards Chu Tiannan, and his first move was to kill him!
Who can stop it!
Led by Tang Jin, the seven gods of war are like the Big Dipper.
A Ming lord as decisive as Chu Tiannan was in China, and the number of troops to be consumed by Tang Jin's attack increased exponentially.
Donkin couldn't let him go back.
Goodbye, Brother Chu!
Tang Jinxin shouted.
The golden dragon boils out!
At the same time, Chu Tiannan collided with the golden dragon.
Actually, Donkin is right.
Chu Tiannan's realm has reached its peak in the God of War.
Especially Chu Tiannan, who has time.
In other words, Chu Tiannan, who has time, no matter who it is.
No matter how many years the other party has cultivated.
As long as it is the realm of the God of War, it will never be possible to defeat Chu Tiannan.
Quantitative changes can be produced.
The power generated by the seven gods of war gathered together, even if it is simply one plus one equals two, is not something that any god of war realm can resist.
When this move Golden Dragon collided with Chu Tiannan.
Chu Tiannan knew better than anyone that taking this move would mean death.
But he still fought with Tang Jin and the others with the belief of death.
I can't collapse!
The North still needs me!
Huaxia still needs me!
The war that followed needed people to lead, and the roster did not exist without him, and Yelu Feiguang alone could never clean it up.
The desperate belief supported Chu Tiannan and this golden dragon to collide with each other.
A knife, a head, a book.
Got it all.
Chu Tiannan has only one mission.
Must not die, definitely, definitely!
He's going to win!
But everything in the world can be as good as people want.
Chu Tiannan's body, which seemed to be far away, ejected downward.
Falling from the sky, slowly smashing towards the desert.
Farther and farther away, farther and farther away.
The sky is getting higher and higher, the ground is getting smaller and smaller, and this scene gradually becomes a small dot, which is magnified again, and it is already another corner of the earth, and this is the city of Suzhou.
Chen Pujia collapsed in the office, and there was a talisman hanging on her chest.
It was the yellow talisman she begged for Chu Tiannan and herself in the temple, at this time, the yellow talisman was broken into half, Chen Pujia closed her eyes, and the way she even lay on the ground was so fascinating and intoxicating.
In the office, dressed like a fairy falling from the sky, she was lying on the ground peacefully, with a plausible smile on her face, and she smiled very sweetly.
The sky is getting bigger and bigger again.
This time I arrived in the magic city, a temple.
The presiding officer folded his hands, he knelt on a puff mat, and in front of him was the Bodhisattva and the Buddha.
The statue of the Bodhisattva suddenly shattered into several pieces and quickly fell to the ground together.
The host's face changed on the spot, the bead he was holding shattered and splashed out, he hurriedly ran out, shouted a little novice in the temple, and the two of them rushed towards a certain ancestral hall together.
The worship villain also fell.
This is the year, when Chen Pujia came to the magic capital for the first time, the old man Nalan took her hand and personally worshiped the villain in the temple.
For so many years, it has been intact.
Even several earthquakes, falling to the ground, did not shatter.
On this day, the villain shattered for no reason.
The host had compassion on his face, with an irrepressible depression.
It was the most Buddha-like girl he had ever seen in so many years.
It's a pity.
The host opened his palm and quietly placed a yellow talisman.
Life Charm.
For my life, for his life.
Master Chen, why are you suffering?
There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south.