Dragon-Marked War God

"In... in the dungeon."

Where did the disciples dare to hide, and said the place where they were imprisoned, now Shura Temple is in chaos, and there is a smell of stinky everywhere. In such a chaotic environment, he meets Tan Lang and there is a horrible side. Monk, if the other party wants to kill himself, it is a matter of moving fingers.

Tan Lang’s estimate is correct. Hell’s cold prison is destroyed. Even if it can be created again, it’s impossible to create it so quickly. Moreover, Evergreen has not made a big mistake in fact, and it’s not going to be held in hell. Kind of place.

The tyrants and monks did not delay, and they flew straight toward the direction of the law enforcement hall. For them, it was the right thing to rescue the people and leave the right and wrong place. In such a place that was stinking, it was so embarrassing. Quite uncomfortable.

Tan Lang was very familiar with the road, and soon came to the place where the law enforcement hall was located. The law enforcement hall is an important part of the Shura Temple. It is also essential. The elders who are in charge of the law enforcement hall are a master of the nine-level war king, but this time, The 9th-level warlords all dealt with the Dahuang dog and Jiang Chen, and even the 8th-level war king left. The highest revision of the guardian law enforcement hall is the old man of a 7-level war king, plus the people of the law enforcement hall. Not much, it seems that the law enforcement hall is also a bit deserted.

But no one would have thought that someone would fall into the law enforcement hall to save people when they were in the chaos of Shura Temple. In fact, people in Shura Temple would not think that Jiang Chen would be desperate for the few small shrimp-like characters. It’s almost a meaning to sway the Shura Temple and send it to death.

Tan Lang used to be the core disciple of the Shura Temple. The law enforcement hall has been visited more than once, so he is very familiar with this place. He and the monks did not disturb anyone in the law enforcement hall and quietly went to the direction of the dungeon.

The dungeons of the Law Enforcement Hall almost hollowed out a mountain. The environment inside is very cold. Of course, the gap between the **** and the cold is still very large. If it is normal, the law enforcement hall is very tight, and the stranger wants to be close to the dungeon. It is impossible.

But now the Shura Temple was suffocated by the rhubarb dog, giving them a great opportunity.

The two quickly came to the gate of the dungeon, which was made of hard rock, very strong, and had a forbidden seal on the outside, which was not easy to open.

"This is the dungeon. They are being held here."

Tan Lang said openly.

"You let go."

The monk waved at Tan Lang.

Tan Lang did not react. He saw the monk's palm on the stone door. He only heard a loud bang, the stone door shattered, and even the ban was cracked. The huge movement made the whole dungeon shake.

Tan Lang turned his eyes, this dead monk is too barbaric, the prohibition is very simple, even if it is not difficult to break, but the monk must use such a fierce and direct way to kill Shimen, this is not to show the master.

Fortunately, those nine-level warlords are chasing the big yellow dog in the sky, and there is no energy to take care of the law enforcement hall. Otherwise, they will find it difficult to save people.

"The little dust has killed the **** and the hell, let's get rid of the dungeon."

The monk smiled and strode toward the dungeon.

"Who is good at dungeons."

At this moment, a loud drink suddenly sounded from the outside. Then, a figure flashed out of the dungeon. When the gate of the dungeon was destroyed, the face suddenly changed. The elder looked up and saw that it was facing. The two men who went inside the dungeon immediately shouted: "Stop."

The monk and Tan Lang turned their heads. Seeing that there was a master of the seven-level war king level, the monk’s mouth suddenly overflowed with a hint of laughter: "You go to save people, this old guy is handed over to the barren."

The monk waved his hand at Tan Lang. Tan Lang smiled and rushed toward the dungeon without looking back. The monk was so powerful that others didn’t know that he knew that the level of the six-level king of the war, killing the general level seven. The king of war is really an easy task. Even if he encounters an eight-level king, it is enough to deal with it. It is not impossible to kill the eight-level king.

Hey.

The elder recognized the monk. The monk’s reputation and Jiang Chen’s reputation have already resounded throughout Liangzhou. He knows that the monk is not good, so he first sacrificed his own warrior, an extremely long sword. The long sword directly smashed the void and smashed against the monk.

"Amitabha."

In the face of the strong blow of the seven-level king of war, the monk fiercely swung out a palm, a big palm print of incomparable, not a moving king, but a very ordinary Buddhist seal, dealing with a seven-level warlord, not yet Need to display the imprint of the Ming Dynasty.

Bang...

The horrible law of India and the seven-level warlord's warmen collided together. The soldiers in the hands of the elders were directly flew out. The entire hand of the warrior's hand was shattered. He made a scream, the whole person. He was shot and flew out, lying on the ground and twitching.

A horrible seven-level warlord, who was half-dead by the monk, became the end of the strong, no longer half the fighting power, this is still a common palm, if it is not moving the king, then the seven-level king directly It was killed and there was no possibility of living a little.

"Amitabha."

The monk's hands are in the same position, and his body is shaking. He is locked out of the door of the dungeon. There is a kind of temperament that the husband and the husband are not able to open, and with his strength, it is enough to block the masters under any eight-level king of Shura. .

The dungeon is dark and damp, and the environment is very bad, but for a powerful monk, this environment is not too much, at least it is much stronger than the hell.

At this moment, seven or eight people are being held in the dungeon. These people are very ugly. It is the evergreens who are the disciples of Shura Temple who have followed Tan Lang. They look at the cages that hold them in front. This cage is only used. The general materials are made for them, they can be broken casually, but they have not done so, because they know that it is useless to break the cage, they can not walk out of the dungeon.

Evergreen, they all have a disheartened color, in addition to anger, there are endless sadness, they are disciples of Shura Temple, have always been loyal to the Shura Temple, and regard this as their own home, now Because I used to follow Tan Lang, I was driven into the dungeon. The iron cage in front of me is humiliating for them.

They only entered the dungeon for a day, but this day, they let their feelings of the Shura Temple disappear without a trace. This is a ruthless martial art, leaving them with only endless sadness.

The door to the dungeon was opened, and the light from the outside was mapped in. The slouchy Evergreen and others stood up from the ground and looked out. They just heard the sound of fighting outside and saw a figure. It flew in like lightning, and when they saw the coming, the face suddenly showed a surprise color.

"Tan brother."

"Great, Master Tan came to save us."

............

Everyone was incomparably surprised. They originally followed Tan Lang. This time they were detained in the dungeon because of Tan Lang’s relationship. They initially complained about Tan Lang in their hearts, but after a day of jail, all the complaints were transferred. When I arrived at Shura Temple, I was grateful to see Tan Lang’s coming to the dungeon to save them.

Bang...

Tan Lang waved a fine mang, shattered the cage in front of him, and released Changqing and others, and saw that they had not suffered any injuries, and they were relieved.

"Master Tan, how come you come, it looks like a mess outside."

Chang Qing asked, the moment the dungeon gate was broken by the monk, they heard the movement outside. In their impression, the Shura Temple was never so confused. The Tan Langxiu in front of him was stronger than a few months ago. More, let Changqing and others feel a little pressure, but also have joy.

"Jiang Chen is going out with the elders of Shura Temple. I am leaving you here now."

Tan Lang said, turning around and taking everyone away from the dungeon, several people saw a domineering little monk blocking the door. On the ground in front, there were already a few people lying down, all of them could not move. Changqing and others are shocked. These people are no strangers to them. They are the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall. The lowest ones are the six-level warlords. Now they are the same as the dead dogs.

"The monk, the man saved."

Tan Lang said.

"You two will save the people and leave the Shura Temple immediately."

At this time, Jiang Chen’s voice appeared in the ears of the monk and Tan Lang at the same time. The two looked at each other and nodded. The Shura Temple is the most chaotic time. Evergreen’s cultivation is too weak. It is more difficult to take away, and it is possible to confuse chaos. As for Jiang Chen and the big yellow dog, there is no need to worry about it. If these two metamorphosiss want to go, the people of Shura Temple cannot stop.

"Let's go, you all hold your breath."

The monk reminded everyone that the group quickly walked out of the Shura Temple.

"Wow, it smells good, what is this taste, vomiting..."

Just out of the dungeon of the law enforcement hall, Evergreen first spit up, he swears to the sky, this is the smell he smells the most, no one, other people are also ugly face instantly, wow wow up.

"I tell you to hold your breath."

The monk shook his head and everyone understood why the monk reminded them that the taste was too poisonous.

"Let's leave from the back hill."

Tan Lang said, everyone is a disciple of the Shura Temple. It is a light road to how to leave. The group is fascinated by the ecstasy, and quickly goes to the back of the mountain.

Wow.........

Above the sky, the big yellow dog is still laughing, this guy's fart seems to be endless, and it can't be released. The entire Shura Temple has been made by him.