Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Boom, boom, boom!

Meanwhile, in a distant lava, a fierce battle is taking place and the voices of all kinds of explosions are resounded.

Lava has no rolling heat waves, no endless smoke, on the contrary, it is dark and dark, the cold air strikes, it is shady and it looks very strange.

A green flower blossoms in the center of the lava, the petals crystal green, and a dark green flame in the heart of the flower reveals a glowing glow and endless cold.

Needless to say, the green flame is just the spark of the underworld, with two three-tall black spirits in front of the petals. Unlike ordinary fire spirits, black fire spirits already have eyes and noses on their faces, and light flashes in their eyes, apparently with some spirit.

The body has a black stratum corneum on its surface, like a substantial natural armor, and the people of St. Volcano are fighting violently against these two Spirits of the Underworld Fire.

The old man in the grey robe confronted the head alone, and the rest of the half-step martial artists and top martial arts kings of St. Volcanoes confronted the head together.

From the war situation on both sides, it is easy to see the huge gap between the Half-Step Martial Emperor and the Martial Emperor.

The old man in the grey robe, alone, against the Spirit of the Underworld Fire, not only did not fail, but took the upper wind, and hundreds more of the Spirit of the Underworld Fire will surely defeat in the war.

Opposition to that 100-person team, with ten and a half martial arts emperors, can only barely resist the attack of the Spirit of the Underworld Fire, can only wait for the old Grey Robe to come and help.

“I don't know exactly how long Big Brother will be gone, if he were here, this spark would have been taken away. ”

The old man in the grey robe said secretly in his heart, but he was not worried about the safety of the old man. With his knowledge of the strength of the old man in the blue robe, it should be easy to fight even when encountering a difficult demonic beast here.

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After solving the opponent Xiao Chen, he returned to the place where the fire of Yin and the fire of Taiyin competed with each other. Under the swallowing of the fire of Taiyin, the original size of the fire of Yin had been reduced by one lap, but still resisted.

The origins of the too yin fire are still too weak. If the Blue Robe Old Man is still here, it may be possible that under his control to the yin fire can counteract the too yin fire.

But the old man in the blue robe is dead, Xiao Chen hastened back. How can the Yin Fire resist, it cannot avoid the fate of being devoured.

Xiao Chen's gaze slightly dimmed and his consciousness dissipated. He began to actively control the fire of Taiyin. The fire of the shadow quickly swallowed up much faster, a thing of the Lord and a thing of the Lord.

After a slow passage of time, half an hour later, the last glimmer of the Yin Fire was extinguished, and Xiao Chen's Taiyin Fire finally devoured it all.

Soothed softly, Xiao Chen softly said: “This kind of active eating, a lot of mental energy consumption, but the end was quite satisfying. ”

In the middle of the sky ahead, the origins of the Taiyin Fire already have the original rice particle size, expanded more than a dozen times, pearl-like size.

With a slight finger at hand, the palm of a large, shady fire hit a stone column, pounding, silent, the stone column was burned into a pile of debris.

The destructive power caused, in stark contrast to the fierceness of violet lightning.

Xiao Chen, thinking thoughtfully, now the fire of the shadow has a little power in action, it will obviously be inconvenient to fight it in the sea.

“Purple Thunder Real Fire is in your right eye, so put it in your left eye. ”

Whoo!

The light flashed. The fire of Taiyin carried the heart of its origin. Don't enter its left eye. Xiao Chen closed his eyes and familiarized himself with the fire of Taiyin that entered his left eye.

A moment later, his eyes opened, his right eye was bright with purple light, and the fire was burning; his left eye was flashing with white light, and the silk chill seemed much smaller than his right eye.

As soon as the mind moves, all visions in his eyes disappear. Xiao Chen muttered: "To issue the Tai Chi Yin Yang flame diagram in the desire level, you must balance Yin Yang. The fire of Tai Yin is still a little too weak. Purple Thunder's true fire power is reduced by half, unable to achieve Yin Yang balance. ”

Boom!

At this point, at the end of the line of sight, a dull explosion sounded, and at the end of the line of sight, a cold fire swept into the sky, mapping a bleak underground space.

“It should be another Wuhuang from St. Volcano Village, ready to pick up the Spirit Spark and take a look. ”

Running the Green Dragon's cloud trick, Xiao Chen's body immediately vacated, Zhenyuan swimmed in the body, and the sound dragon roared out of the body.

A hidden green dragon appeared at the foot, carrying Xiao Chen's feet undisturbed, fluctuating between the flats, and reaching five times the speed of sound. The body breaks open the void, breaking a long wave behind it, like two invisible waves fluctuating.

However, in ten minutes, Xiao Chen arrived at the scene of the incident and his eyes were occupied by a vast lava. The people of St. Volcanoes, led by the Grey Robe Old Man, attacked the last Spirit of the Dark Fire neatly.

Under the aggressive offensive of the old grey robe, the Festival of the Spirit of the Haunted Fire was defeated, and the popularity of the Holy Volcano estate was booming and vigorous.

On a hill, Xiao Chen Baiyi's trick takes everything in front of him.

Xiao Chen looked up and saw the green petals behind the Spirit of the Underworld Fire. The green flame in the petals emitted endless cold light.

“It was a splendid flower, but the splendid spark didn't seem to have really matured yet, and the people at St. Volcano were in such a hurry that the ripe spark that Reddy took was orange.” The moonshadow knife softly said.

Xiao Chen's heart is a little disappointed, without a mature spark, like a green fruit, even the value of the prestigious role will be greatly diminished.

“Come on, you don't have to stay here anymore. ”

Before the spark was ripe, Xiao Chen lost interest in the competition and finally swept the blooming flower and turned around to prepare to leave.

“Wait, without a mature spark being taken away, the flowers will wither immediately, and there will never be a spark in the heavens and the earth. Instead of letting these people spoil you, you might want to root out the flowers and keep the spark temporarily. ”

Xiao Chen stopped and sighed: “There is no feminine nourishment, even if the roots will be uprooted, this glittering flower will naturally wither away soon. ”

"It's all right," she smiled. "You put all the land in the Qian Kun Ring. This flower will survive for about a year. When you go to Kunlun Realm, there is a special Heaven and Earth Treasure Immortal Ring. You can put this flower in and continue to grow. ”

“And I watch the flowers take years to mature, and it is estimated that the people of St. Volcano don't know much about the flowers to be so reckless. ”

Xiao Chen has always done things simply to settle down, thunder is strong, no value will leave immediately, there is also the value of preservation, if the sound stays down, action will be taken.

The inner dragon roared and a brilliant green dragon appeared beneath his feet. He jumped over the heads of many people in the instant room and fell beside the flower.

Boom!

The people of Holy Volcano, who had just defeated the last Spirit of Glamorous Fire, were all surprised when Xiao Chen suddenly appeared. The expression on his face was angry.

The old man in the grey robe looked at Xiao Chen with his back to them, his heart immediately sank, his eyes stared dead at Xiao Chen, the real yuan in his body swung, his shirt trembled and danced, making the surrounding group feel a lot of pressure.

“Who is Your Excellency, and why have you come to rob me of the Spirit Spark of Holy Volcanoes? ”

His whole body was pressed against Xiao Chen like a wind. The pupils of the old man in the grey robe narrowed. His killing intentions were diffuse. He held his right fist tight and was ready to strike at any time.

Xiao Chen turned his back on the crowd, under the oppression of the grey robe old man, and said softly: “How can the flowers be naturally raised in your holy volcano estate? Spark I want you to go. ”