Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

With the exception of the corpses of all the people of the great families, all the golden armor guards of the Goddess Waiting died unknowingly and fell to the ground with a gentle touch.

Fatty suddenly laughed. Xiao Chen hadn't reacted yet. He saw Fatty like a cyclone. He stripped all the golden armor guards under the benevolence waiting for him to take out the tiered armor covered inside.

Soon more than a hundred armor sets, all taken out by Fatty, Fatty took a closer look, his face suddenly changed, "How come these armor are not spiritual anymore, how can this be? ”

After he finished, he took out a steel knife and gently cut it on top of the armor. A tiny crack appeared in the gold armor, which broke apart.

Su Xiaoxiao gave a surprise expression. He picked up a gold armor and looked carefully. After half a sound, he said: "The moonstone doped in this armor seems to have been absorbed by something. ”

Xiao Chen and his wife heard that their hearts were amazed. Never heard of such things. The moonstone is a wonder stone in heaven and earth. It contains natural rhymes, how can it be absorbed clean.

Xiao Chen focused his eyes on the stone table, and the consciousness efforts expanded, but still could not extend out. In this small heaven and earth, God even felt difficulty leaving.

Fatty mumbled: “Forget it, go up, if you don't go up, you never know what the reason is. ”

Xiao Chen's heart felt uncomfortable, but his mind could not release him. He could not see anything. He had to agree with Fatty, and the three of them stepped back onto the stone stage.

Hu!

The three of them climbed onto the stone stage in a moment, Xiao Chen's body of blue dragon martial arts soul, the gold folding fan in Fatty's hand, Su Xiaoqin's hand suddenly each emitted an aura, and then the three airfields joined together to form a not too small junction to surround the three of them.

Su Xiaoxiao was surprised: “This is the self-protection of the saints. There must be something terrible underneath this stone table, otherwise the saints will not automatically protect them. ”

Xiao Chen looked at the almost endless steps and suddenly raised a hint of chill in his heart. The three of them did not speak and continued to walk forward. It was impossible to retreat to this step.

A hundred steps were taken, and dense and numb skeletons began to appear above the stone steps, and people stepped on the skeleton and made a clicking noise, causing the scalp to become numb.

Boom! Boom!

The moon shadow knife in the Qian Kun ring suddenly jumped unshakeably, Xiao Chen's heart shocked, stopped and looked around, a rusty broken sword appeared in his field of view.

“Is this another subordinate soldier of the origin of the Battle of Saints?” Xiao Chen picked up the broken sword, some doubtful thought that the broken sword could not see anything strange.

The moon shadow knife in the ring is even more powerful. It seems to fly out of the ring. Xiao Chen has never encountered this situation.

Though I don't understand what's going on, this broken sword must have a great source with Thunderwood Sword. Xiao Chen put the broken sword into the Konkun Commandment to continue forward.

Stepping on a tired white bone, the three men came to Hua Tianyu's headless body, Fatty found the writing on the ground, and then stroked on Hua Tianyu's body.

“Motherfucker, nothing is missing, Tang Wusheng is so poor.” Fatty cursed in a low voice.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Hua Tianyu's right finger. On the index finger, there was a clear sign of the ring. "The space ring that should be worn on it has just been removed. ”

Xiao Chen ignored Fatty's words and looked carefully at the wound on Hua Tianyu's neck. This was a sword wound. Hua Tianyu was beheaded by a person who was told to cut off his head. How could Tang Wusheng be killed by a person?

“Who is so powerful that killing Wusheng, like killing a dog, would be a Lady?“ Xiao Chen's heart was puzzled and suddenly thought of a problem, "Fatty looked around to see if he had his head. ”

Kim Dabao looked back, looked at the headless corpse, and there was something strange in his heart, and Xiao Chen began to look around, but he could look for half a day without seeing a single skull.

“Strange, where did this head go?” Kim Dabao said uncertainly.

……

In front of the stone table, Ji Changkong and others once again divided a treasure on Wusheng, then sat with his legs and held a lower spiritual stone in his hand, quickly returning to the energy in his body.

On this journey, not only did they encounter the ancestors of the great families, but they also saw the body of a winning king king, all martial arts thousands of years ago, characters of the same era.

Ji Changkong first replied and threw away the glossless spirit stone in his hand. He looked closer and closer to the summit of Lishitai, but there was no excitement in his heart. Instead, an unknown shadow covered his heart.

It won't be long before the rest of the world rises up, and the higher the stone step, the more energy it will consume, and if they don't have enough spiritual stones in their hands, they will never be able to get here.

“Let's go, there's more than 500 cans left, let's go up for a breath!” Ji's long and faint opening made it possible to see a corner at the top of the stone table.

He said that when he still leads the way, a pair of sharp eyes straight ahead, countless stars in his eyes are deriving, every step he takes, one star dies, and a moment later more stars are born.

If someone who knows Ji Jia Martial Arts is here, he will be surprised. In this case, Ji Changkong is still practicing the star martial arts soul.

The more people slowly walked on the stone steps, the closer they were to the stone platform, the more pressure they were under, and there seemed to be an invisible layer of resistance to stop them.

Bang

One Wuzheng of the Ji family set foot on the stone steps, and the other foot had not yet landed. A blast exploded and his body turned into a piece of dust.

Ji Long Sky did not turn back, his face did not change slightly, he held a lower spirit stone in his hand and continued to walk forward step by step.

Getting closer to the stone table, the pressure on everyone became more terrifying, as if there was a hill pressed against their shoulders. When the footsteps collapsed, the stone steps were like bottomless holes, sucking half the spiritual energy out of the people.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several more family members were unable to withstand the pressure, explosion, a time of panic, cold hearts, deeply afraid that the next person to die was himself.

Stop, saint!

A standing tablet appeared in front of Ji Long Sky, with four large words written on the tablet. An endless amount of pressure emanated from the tablet.

Ji Long Sky laughed coldly, the sword in his hand flew and danced. Several swords struck the stone tablet, a crack appeared on the stone tablet and then broke into countless pieces of stone.

Looking up at the stone table in front of her, she had only ten steps to go up. Ji Long Sky shouted and a figure drilled out of her body.

Stand on the stone steps in front of you, then drill a figure in the shadow in front of you again, moving towards a higher section of the stone steps. After 10 repetitions, Ji Long Sky's figure finally reached the peak of the stone table.

Ji Long Sky took a deep breath, and the nine splits behind him coincided over his body like a phantom. Above the summit of the stone platform is a broad platform with a golden saint coffin parked in the center of the platform.

The faint air poured out over the coffin, Ji Chang could not help himself, his face smiled faintly. It took countless hearts and minds to finally get here after nine deaths.

The golden coffin was high enough for one person, and Ji took easy steps and slowly walked past. Just then, across from the Sacred Coffin slowly walked out of a shadow, shocked Ji Long Sky and took several steps back.

“Long time no see, brother.” Chu Chaoyun stepped out from behind the coffin and watched Ji Long Sky smile.

Ji Chang had no expression on his face, his expression was serious, his heart was shocked, and he had no idea that he would meet Chu Chaoyun here. It was so surprising.

pēng pēng pēng pēng!

Hua Yunfei, Tuanmu Qingqing and Wuzheng Wan came up with several Wuzheng successively. He looked at Chu Chaoyun across the street and was somewhat surprised in his heart.

Chu Chaoyun said faintly: “Don't look at me like that, I've just arrived, this coffin has not been opened yet.” When he was done, he made a gesture of his own accord and backed away.

Ji Long Sky to the end of Ki Qingqing three people made an eye, those three heart collar gods slowly walked to the front of Chu Chaoyun, blocked him from outside, Chu Chaoyun smiled lightly, ignored.

Boom!

Ji Long Sky clapped his hands on the cover of the gold coffin, a crisp long song came out, the sound waves vibrated in all directions, people only felt the eardrum haired.

As the coffin was lifted open, Ji Long Sky looked at his palm with dismay and then said to those around him: "See if you can still cheer yourself up. ”

Others were stunned and quickly tested, and found that the martial soul of Dantian was imprisoned as if it could not be summoned no matter how it operated.

“What's going on?” The crowd was extremely surprised to say.

Chu Chaoyun smiled lightly and separated the crowd: “Let's see what's in this coffin first. ”

Everyone heard the words, let go of the doubts in their hearts, walked towards the coffin, and came here with great difficulty. Everyone had some curiosity in their hearts as to which saint would lie in the coffin.

In a golden coffin, a great shore man in a purple imperial robe lies quietly on the coffin with his hands on his chest and a long sword in his arms.

Ji Long Sky said in surprise: "Isn't this the last emperor of Tianwu dynasty? Why is he lying here? ”

Waiting for the Home to be shocked, all the things that came all the way here showed that this was a saintly site. Martial arts from those black coffins in the palace prove that countless murals above the palace walls are ancient style.

Ten thousand years after the end of the ancient period, the Tianwu dynasty began to rise slowly, the last emperor of Tianwu dynasty, but only died for thousands of years, how can it be related to the saints 20,000 years ago?

Puchi!

A man in a purple imperial robe in a saint's coffin suddenly opened his eyes and a little purple light appeared in his eyes. A man who looked to his martial dignity was burned to ashes before he could react.