Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The Golden Dragon of Eight Journeys is only a foot away from becoming the Golden Dragon of Nine Journeys. Nine, the ultimate number, 95 supreme, as soon as you reach the ninth length, you will become a true dragon.

True dragons get luck, not any other pseudo-dragon can compare, and the luck of this era of the heavenly dome world will hold on to him.

Countless strange encounters, spiritual origins, all sorts of unworthy visions will occur in the true dragon.

Who's the real dragon? It's only the last foot. It's only the last fight!

The two golden dragons in the sky roared and fought. The fierce momentum spread out, causing the other golden dragons to tremble and rush to hide.

Chu Chaoyun and Xiao Chen were both somewhat surprised and did not expect this to happen.

Chu Chaoyun's eyes narrowed slightly, the clouds slightly wind slightly smiled on his face and said softly: “Come back! ”

His golden dragon, unwilling to roar, then slowly returned to the top of his head, circling left and right, dancing up and down.

Xiao Chen waved softly, and his golden dragon flew back. After that, the other players' golden dragons took refuge and dared not stand in their way.

After the 99th round, the organizers gave all the players a break to deal with the final round.

Time passed slowly, and dusk had quietly arrived at some point, leaving a round of dusk sunset in the western sky, sprinkling the debated afterglow.

The last battle between Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun was deliberately arranged by the organizers.

Shh shh shh shh shh!

The ravens at the scene were silent and could only hear the wind thunderbolts uploading the players fighting, coming from far away.

Strangely enough, even the worst games on a weekday, there will be warriors watching the war who will comment, express their opinions and have some ideas of their own.

At this moment, it became completely silent, no one spoke, just watched the game quietly, the lively and extraordinary days of the game calmed down.

There will always be a quiet night before the storm, with the sky, clouds, wind, breathing and even fights on the wind lightning bolt giving a sense of serenity.

The last round, one after the other, ended slowly, and by the end of 49 games, the sky had completely dimmed.

Ever since the Five Kingdoms Tournament began, there has never been a precedent for evening games, but the final battle at this moment has sparked countless interests and clearly cannot wait another night.

Zongliang waved his right hand in the direction of the podium, bang bang bang, surrounding the biggest wind lightning platform, and the other nine flames on the battlefield.

Hū hū!

Under the clusters of fire, let the tall and vast wind thunder stand add a hint of mystery.

The four referees flew out of all sides, but did not come on stage as usual, floating in mid-air seemed afraid of the two people who would stay on the scene, and a strong attack wave leaked out.

“At the end of World War I, Heavenly Knife Palace Xiao Chen, Jianlan Zongchu Chaoyun, go fast! ”

Under the silent night, the four referees drank, sounded thunderous and sounded everywhere, so that everyone could hear everything.

The calm of many hearts and minds immediately swelled, waiting for three years, more than half a month to fight, 180 battles, and finally the first war was about to begin.

whoosh! whoosh!

In the darkness, the shadows of the two men rose empty, and the clothes on them were usually unmatched, but the pitch of darkness did not seem to conceal the glow on them.

With millions of people, the gleaming, glaring eyes chased unconsciously and moved as they trajectory in the sky.

Psst!

The sword sheathed out, the two waved the soldier blade in their hands, concentrated knife and sword strength, dashed through the night sky, and rubbed a sound to open two holes above the wind thunder junction.

Hard wind thunder junction, seemingly thin as cicada wings in both hands, without any blocking action, easily broken with a single blow.

Softly, the two men put away their blades and did not make a sound while landing on the ground.

Chu Chaoyun's face is always a light wind and cloudy appearance. He has a little smile in his eyes. If he is hidden, he will never be able to see through.

They did not speak, their eyes looked at each other, each brewing momentum, the air flow in the air under the oppression of the momentum of the two people, became a little coagulated as if it were sticky.

Chu Chaoyun suddenly said: “Does it feel wonderful that four years ago you couldn't even catch my half move, but now you can stand here and compete with me for the luck of the heavenly dome? ”

Xiao Chen said calmly: “What's so strange? There must be a war between you and me. It's only sooner or later. The loneliness and loneliness that I endure, no one in this world understands. Those who lost me four years ago, they are now in my hands, and you will not be the exception. ”

Holding the sheath of the sword in his right hand, he leaned casually on the ground. Chu Chaoyun stranded the hair silk off his forehead and smiled slightly. He said, "Then pull out your knife and let me see where you've grown to make you so confident! ”

Chu Chaoyun's words were calm and quiet, but he hid a tremendous amount of war. As his voice fell, the momentum accumulated for a long time turned into a shock and yelled at Xiao Chen.

The clothes and accessories on the body, also in a flash, emit a brilliant golden light, the roots of the golden hair dance to the wind, and the pitch-black eyes also become a piece of gold.

Thousands of lights burst from his body, making the colorless and odorless wind shine with golden light, sharp flashes, and there are countless swords in the hidden wind singing tunes no one can understand.

The raging wind, the glow, the heavy night, like a thick cloth, was torn apart by this golden light and turned into countless pieces.

Xiao Chen Qingxiu's five officials, there was no fluctuation, even if the heavens collapsed and the earth split, they faced it openly.

Fearless in his heart, Xiao Chen softly said because he had a knife in his hand: "As you wish. ”

kā cā!

Moon shadow knife pulled out an inch, suddenly endless thunder, turned into jumping purple light, as Xiao Chen accumulated for a long time burst out.

The white wind robe and the accessories on it all turn into a crystalline purple color, with endless thunder in the deep eyes, and countless blades trembling and cheering at the deepest point.

Behind, the wind squeezed by the momentum whistled out, and there were countless rays of electricity in the wind, stretching together, crackling and ringing.

Bang

The golden and purple winds collide with each other, shocking and deafening in silent nights.

Each of them raised their momentum, and the wind formed a semi-circular light sphere, one gold and one purple, competing against the other, inch by inch.

On the golden semi-circular light sphere, there are millions of intertwined rays, reflecting hundreds of variable lights, like a dream.

On a purple semi-circular light sphere, there are countless fierce thunderbolts jumping, and the bursts of thunderbolts squeeze the void out of a blurred ripple.

Golden light and purple thunder fight, exploding extremely powerful energy, tearing the wind lightning stage apart countless tiny cracks.

Big wind thunderbolts, blinking like spiderwebs, crevices everywhere.

Boom!

The banner drum has two equal momentum, and the argument is no different. Both lost the patience to wait, and the sword sheathed again.

Golden purple two semi-circular light balls exploded in the blink of an eye, making a huge noise.

With kilometers long and wide wind lightning platforms, the moment two men pulled out their blades, they burst into pieces and countless hard stones floated in the air, without a formal strike, half the wind lightning platforms were destroyed.

The warriors who watched the war were staring at each other, and the scene was totally unimaginable. Even other giant figures such as white rise, willow cloud, king power, the eyes are also intensely shocked, the throat seems to be stuck by something, difficult to say.

Fight!

The two whistled, holding the sword, waving the knife, and the moment the light burst. With infinite warfare, lightning swept past each other.