Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Situated in the north of the vast heavenly martial arts, the battlefield is bordered by the demonic domain, where rumors are that the Immortal Dao Era is not yet destroyed, and is the center of the Kunlun realm.

In itself, there are infinite mysteries. Immortal paths have collapsed and martial arts have arrived. The place is still flourishing, immortal, spiritual grass is innumerable, there is often a faint sound of immortals, and even the illusion of flying immortals outside the sky can be seen.

But the Hundred Race War of the ancient period, this place was the first to hit, became the battlefield of the great emperors of all races, beating this fairy realm to ruins.

It was a 50,000 years ago and 50,000 years ago, and it could not go beyond the great battle. There has never been a terrifying battle since the birth of the Martial Arts era.

In ancient times, the martial power of all races grew to its peak, with many saints as dogs, and emperors as clouds could not be described at all.

The expansion of power has left all races unfulfilled with existing status and resources, all wanting to dominate Kunlun and dominate the 3,000 great realms.

So the empire war broke out, and countless emperors of the war died, calling the wind and calling the rain during the week, treading all day, picking the stars and taking the moon of the Wu Emperor, and dying in piles.

The strength of the Kunlun realm has been unprecedented, and the magic realm has existed since the Sendo era.

In the Imperial War, there was an even more intrusive attempt to transform the barren battlefield into a vast tomb of emperors, burying all the great emperors of the Kunlun kingdom.

The remaining king emperors of all races, awakened and united, finally broke the conspiracy of the demonic realm and drove away all eighteen demons.

But after the Empire War, the glory of the Kunlun realm completely disappeared, and many races disappeared into the long rivers of history, which were never found again.

And the demonic realm has since become the eternal dream demon of the Kunlun realm, such as a life-threatening sword hanging over one's head, to make people sleep and eat.

Each ethnic group paints and governs, has a common enemy demonic realm, there is fierce competition and sometimes friction with each other, but the situation that really persists is never going to happen again.

Blue sky and white clouds, Xuanyang birds, Shui Lingling and Xiao Chen and others tell some unknown stories about the battlefield.

Let Xiao Chen and others open their eyes, unexpectedly behind the barbaric battlefield, there is also a history of such recovery, it is very exciting.

The barbaric battlefield is in the north of Tianwu territory, and Haotianzhou is situated in the south, tens of millions of miles from north to south, although transmission formations can shorten the distance.

However, the transmission array could not be directly transferred to the barbaric battlefield. Everyone took Shuiling's Xuanyang bird to the road, saving a lot of time at 10 times the speed of Xuanyang bird.

After listening, Conscience said a little confused: "Sister, as you put it, the battlefield is barely a battlefield, don't you know other foreign young masters? ”

Xiao Chen and others also looked at the past with curiosity. They were also more concerned about the issue. If there were any foreign masters, the competition would probably be more intense.

Shui Lingling shook her head: “No, if it weren't for the four kings of our people, all the kings of the other races would have died. ”

“The savage battlefield, a land of trial for our descendants, is the forefathers of mankind, and no other aliens can be involved. ”

Several people were relieved at the same time, but Lingling Shui smiled softly: “But nothing is absolute, the demonic family and sects can manage the children of the door, but just like our heavenly martial arts, the dispersion of demonic domains is beyond their control. ”

Chen Xiao interposed: “Sister, according to you, we are afraid that we will definitely encounter the demonic warriors on this trip. Tell us about the demonic warriors compared to our people. ”

“Strong, one of the five major races today.” Shui Lingling pondered for a moment and muttered: “Since ancient times, several races have been hidden in the long rivers of history, difficult to trace. ”

“The five great races that can still be glorious and inherited today, each with its own place, cannot be underestimated, are not weaker than our own people. ”

“In rough terms, the genius of demonic warriors is less enlightening than that of the human race, but the strength of the flesh and blood is much stronger than that of the human race. It is not possible to talk about who is stronger or weaker, but it depends on the individual comparison. ”

Shui Lingling continued: “However, the demonic masters with the spiritual demonic blood in their bodies are not small, and the talent alone cannot be worse or even stronger than that of us humans. ”

Spiritual demons are the most ancient demonic people, and now spiritual beasts are their descendants, only through infinite blood thin. Nowadays, spiritual beasts have lost their natural demons and need to be cultivated the day after tomorrow before they can be recreated into demons.

Whoa!

At this moment, a white jade battleship, shaped like a pavilion, rapidly flew in from the rear, the Soundwave Array, the battleship had not arrived, giving a palpitation.

Hu Hai looked back and frowned: “It was a white jade boat in the Full Moon Tower, led by the first swordsmen of the South, they also came. ”

Xiao Chen looked up at the past. There was once a wind breeze on the bow, standing against the wind, with his left hand resting on a knife between his waist.

Sharp eyes like a blade, piercing the air, 10,000 meters apart, and staring at it, make your eyes feel slightly sore.

Juns and others couldn't stand his gaze, and were surprised: "Such a strong knife intent, it seems that the wind and strength have grown again. ”

Shui Lingling nodded softly: “The knife's strength is terrible. They have the calm of a swordsman, but they have to add an arrogant bone and hegemony. ”

“There are not many true knives in the world, but only knife fighters. In the younger generation, the wind is undoubtedly a true knifer. ”

When Junce heard this, he took a sneak peek at Xiao Chen, who had still not recovered. In his heart, he secretly said that his master's assessment of the prevailing wind was so high, he did not know what Xiao Chen was like.

Is he, too, a true knifeman?

“Shui Ling Ling, Long Time No See. ”

Baiyu boat caught up with Xuanyang bird, the wind flourished and saw Shui Lingling and greeted him.

Shui Lingling nodded slightly and smiled softly: “It's been quite a while. Your progress has been amazing. In less than a year, you're afraid to start challenging our seven giants. ”

The wind flourished with a cold face, showing a faint smile, and said earnestly: “Don't worry, I will definitely challenge you one last time. Take a step first. I'll see you on the battlefield. ”

In the 18 southern states, only Shui Lingling won the title of the Seven Giants, and the two had no enemies, but because of this layer of relationship, the competition was fierce.

Yes, the seemingly gentle tone, in fact, conceals intense confrontation.

Shui Lingling smiled slightly, on a faint and unusual show face, but without any fear.

Chi!

The battleship was about to accelerate beyond Xuanyang bird, and the wind suddenly waved his hand to stop the White Jade boat and looked at Xiao Chen slightly unexpectedly.

The pupils narrowed, the wind would strike white, the breath was restrained, the simple and gorgeous Xiao Chen, deeply imprinted in the mind before letting the ship take off again.

“Big Brother, what just happened.” On the White Jade boat, a female disciple curiously asked.

The breeze was very casual: “Nothing, I was just surprised to meet someone with a knife that wasn't weaker than mine. ”

Hearing this, the other true disciples of the Full Moon Building on the bow were shocked and shocked by this casual phrase.

The outsiders do not know exactly what the thriving knife means, but they know exactly what it means. That is the sword of Cheng. Many older knives cannot reach it.

And it's the perfect big knife, it's easy to put away, it's easy to go with.

Hao Tianzong was unknown, how can he master carelessness at a young age, like Tianzheng's great-grandbrother?

“I remember, he was Xiao Chen, the white robe knife, the lunatic who challenged Snow White.” The first female disciple to ask said.

The wind glistened with a glimmer of fine light in its eyes and said softly: “Turns out it was him, the cathodic battle, I guess I'll have to see it. ”

Xuanyang bird, the other five people looked at Xiao Chen with interest, obviously also surprised, the wind rally dedicated to stop the boat to look at Xiao Chen.

Knives are always so calm that they can be frank in the face of life and death that few things can cause their emotions to fluctuate dramatically.

Shui Lingling smiled: “Brother Xiao Chen, it's really impenetrable. I don't know what the wind can see, it surprises him so much. ”

Xiao Chen Xin was like a mirror, knowing that in front of real knife customers, trying to hide his knife intentions was too difficult, that's what the wind should see.

lightly smiled, Xiao Chen shrugged her shoulders and said casually: “Who knows? ”

Xiao Chen didn't want to expose his cards, and others didn't ask much. After all, everyone had their own secrets, so why didn't they try them themselves?

At this moment, a faint floral fragrance arrived, a magnificent incense boat that flew silently over the heads of the crowd.

Hu Hai said with some anger: “It is a fragrance ship of Qianxuanzong. The flower troupe is quite brave, but dare to pass through our heads. The wind does not dare to be so arrogant. ”

Hanadao, chief facsimile disciple of Qianxuanzong, co-located in the 18th state of the South, had suffered a great loss in the hands of Shui Lingling in the early years, and the gap between the two was very deep.

The corner of Shui Ling Ling's mouth rose slightly, smiling casually: “Let him go, I'd like to see it in the wild battlefield, he dare not be this crazy. ”

Whoops

A sharp killing intent, piercing the void, covering Xiao Chen, letting his body strain immediately, ready to enter into battle.

But the killing intent flashed away, before Shui Lingling felt it, quickly retrieved it.

Xiao Chen looked up and saw a beautiful man in a flowery robe on the incense boat, glancing at him coldly.

The sharp eyes of Shui Lingling, still perceived the slightest slaughter, said heavily: “Xiao Chen, forgot to tell you, you punched him in the nose of the table, is the fiancée of this person, it seems that he is after you. ”

“Hanao, this man's means are poisonous, he does whatever he wants to do to achieve his purpose, and you must never be separated from us on this trip. ”