Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Xiao Chen was slightly stunned and immediately understood what it meant to come to Cold Moon. Meizu practiced by sucking on male Yang Yuan.

The cultivation promoted by Yangyuan, powerful enchantment demon, no other demon strength at all, used in conjunction with Fei Gong, is a natural Ke Xing for male fighters.

He always felt that Cold Moon's strength had been weakened a lot, and that ordinary magic would not be so bad, except for Mei Gong.

Besides, she is a high demon, a nobleman among demons, qualified to learn demonic martial arts.

The middle-aged swordsman also said that it was a half-step cultivation of Wuhuang Xiaocheng, and should be of great use in helping her regain her strength.

Xiao Chen was not afraid. Her strength increased and she would threaten herself. At all times, she strangled each other's lives.

Step forward and disperse the bonito tree from the middle-aged swordsman, then quickly dot your fingers in front of his chest and seal his meridian completely.

Xiao Chen turned to Cold Moon: “Suit yourself, I won't bother you. ”

Meizu absorbs Yang Yuan, usually during the coexistence process, allowing men to enjoy the ultimate happiness, automatically sending Yang Yuan at the moment when happiness climbs to the top.

There are other ways to take out the Yang Yuan, but that would be far less effective, and no Enchant would be willing to use other methods.

He quickly left the place after he had just finished his speech. He had consumed a lot of energy and his injuries needed to be handled.

Cold Moon looked at Xiao Chen's departure and smiled silently. At the end of the day, he put his eyes on the middle-aged swordsman, a hint of pink light, like pollen, scattered around him.

The middle-aged swordsman was terrified in his eyes, knowing what he would be waiting for, struggling to get up on the water and try to escape.

But he was helpless, his five organs and six hearts were tragically injured, his meridians were sealed again, and several struggles were unsuccessful.

“No, don't come over...”

Cold Moon ignored the middle-aged swordsman's plea for forgiveness, his eyes were so cold that he controlled the pollen-like light infiltrating each other.

The middle-aged swordsman initially had some resistance, and at the end of the day, his eyes became obsessed and his mouth revealed a faint smile.

The whole person's expression is extremely pleasant, like experiencing some kind of extreme happiness, creating many hallucinations of love in his mind.

After half a bang, the cold moon beside him slammed his hand, five fingers open and grabbed over the head of the middle-aged swordsman, slowly closing his eyes, a tiny bit of yang yuan flowed into his body.

This way is completely different from what Xiao Chen imagined. If he knew, he wouldn't have to avoid it.

The wounds on the cold moon recovered rapidly in a visible way as silk and yangyuan entered the body.

Delicate skin that becomes smoother and finer, even dim glow can be seen in secrecy, the whole person looks radiant and the white skin blows fragile.

Bang

Cold Moon let go, the middle-aged swordsman's body slowly fell on the water, completely breathless, and a happy smile hung in the corner of his mouth before he died.

Remove the space ring in the hands of the middle-aged swordsman, the cold moon did not open, and quickly walk over the water toward Xiao Chen's location.

Above the sea of blood, Xiao Chen sat with his legs, holding four intermediate spiritual stones in his hand, sensing the footsteps of the cold moon, opening his eyes and putting away the intermediate spiritual stones without absorption.

Hu!

Cold Moon ripped out the space ring and threw it at Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen slightly extended his hand to catch it and the god swept it and put it into the Qian Kun Ring.

Looking at the glowing cold moon, slightly frowned, feeling slightly unhappy, but thinking that the other party is a magic, it is also unfair to measure it in the eyes of humans.

No longer to get involved in this matter, Xiao Chen said: “Ask you a few things. ”

Cold Moon nodded: “If I can tell you, I'll answer you. If I can't tell you, don't ask me. ”

Xiao Chen smiled lightly and faintly: “Don't think too much. I'm not interested in your identity. The first question is, I slept for a few days. ”

“Ten days. ”

Having slept for so long, the damage caused by mental exhaustion was too great. If not for Cold Moon's help this time, a demon or a vicious warrior could kill him.

It seems prudent in the future that his mental strength has not been sharpened and is extremely rough, and is not actually suitable for real battle.

Looking at the cold moon, Xiao Chen softly said: “Thank you for your help in the last ten days. The second question is, how much do you know about witches, especially the last high witch. ”

Cold Moon pondered for a while: “Witch demons are not very mysterious things, there are witch demons on every side, some of the grievances after the death of the warrior gather together, more grievances gather together, will attach to the skeleton to form witch demons. ”

“Especially on the battlefield of this kind of human demon, not knowing for thousands of years how many demons and martial arts have died, it is not surprising that there are witches. ”

“It was the last high-ranking witch, and it seemed a little out of the ordinary. ”

Xiao Chen shouted softly and asked: “This is ridiculous. ”

“Strong is a bit out of the ordinary, the higher wizard does not have such strength, and his breath is very gentle and glorious and holy. I have never seen such a wizard. ”

It's true that there's something out of the ordinary that's powerful about spiritual force, and it's scary when you think about it.

But don't worry for now, the demon will not leave the sea floor, he just don't make trouble, and don't use the demon to strengthen his mental strength in the future.

The kind of spiritual power that is not polished, more, is not really much use.

Having wasted ten days, Xiao Chen took another break. He did not hesitate to continue his trial. He must thoroughly master the killing situation.

Otherwise, the aftermath will be endless, and perhaps one day it will become a slaughtered slave, controlled by a strange bloody throne.

Avoiding the other fighters, Xiao Chen carefully chose his opponent and stopped in a more remote area.

Two thousand meters to the north, there is a group of blooddemons who have just finished the battle. The result of the battle is the tragic defeat of human fighters. A group of blooddemons is enjoying the feast of the human body, and the scene is brutal.

Even after watching more similar scenes, Xiao Chen's heart still feels a sorrow, fallen warrior, I'm afraid this is the worst.

Close your eyes and relieve yourself slightly until your mood is restored to nature before you begin your own action.

Speak for the soldiers!

Drinking lightly, more than a dozen shadows of blood water quickly gather over the surface of the water, unlike real humans, the naked eye does not look any different.

Drawing away demons with fingers as soldiers, Xiao Chen has become extremely skilled. Soon, more than a dozen upper blood demons laughed and chased after him.

“The Twelve Blood Demons should still be at their limit and can be challenged for a while. ”

After looking at the number of remaining blood demons, Xiao Chen ran the killing scenario, held the Moon Shadow Knife and quickly rushed over the water towards the blood demon.

Rubbing, Moon Shadow knife out of sheath, red light flashes, intense battle begins.

One Blood Demon has the strength of the King of Pingwu. Twelve Blood Demons are much more difficult than the nine warriors Xiao Chen killed earlier.

The battle lasted for a long period of time, and Xiao Chen, in the midst of a brutal killing, put all kinds of martial arts and decency to the limit.

At the end of the battle, there was no way to end it. Xiao Chen had to push the killing situation to the limit, and the mind was once again controlled by endless killings.

The knife suddenly became more aggressive, eyes bloody red Xiao Chen, seemed more like a demon than the demon.

Over the pitch-black knife, blood never stopped flowing, Xiao Chen's white robe was dyed red by blood again.

Until Xiao Chen slaughtered the last bloody demon, countless red lights formed by the intent to kill, flowing fast towards his frown.

The blood pool inside the bloody throne is also increasing at extremely fast speeds, suppressing a long-standing desire to kill completely erupted.

The confrontation between reason and desire plunged Xiao Chen into endless pain once again. The expression on his face was appalling.

Shh!

A spectacle flashed through, the cold moon appeared as expected, and the innocent face instantly became demonic. A pair of apricot eyes blossomed like peach blossoms, delicate and dripping, just a glance seemed to sink in.

Strangely, as soon as the cold moon appeared, Xiao Chen's pain eased a lot, and his eyes changed from blood-red to crimson.

The desire for slaughter gradually fades, replacing it with another desire from instinct.