Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Burial Dragon Gang, beneath endless mountain peaks, hidden endless True Dragon tombs.

Years old, there is no idea how many tens of thousands of years have existed here, invisible past, no idea how to revive the feast.

There seemed to be no real dragon sounds, singing ancient legends, and solemn epics.

Ten thousand years, not knowing how many days and nights alternate.

In the glorious race, in the distant stories, it turns out to be nothing but a pile of loess. Along with the years, over time, it becomes a myth, only for future generations.

Ancient True Dragon resting place, should be solemnly peaceful, but at this moment is all over the world, you can see signs of destruction by the warriors everywhere.

At the edge of the sky, a red flash of light flashed through, the smell of the king, diffuse, swinging and relaxing, scattering the clouds ahead with the wind.

Occasionally, a monster beast with little eyes yelled at the red light and tried to peck the white man on the throne off.

Without approaching, there are thousands of purple lights, and the light flashes, turning into tens of thousands of Rin knife gas, firing them directly into a hundred pores of sores.

When the red light swept away, it broke its body and struck directly into a bloody mist, disappearing into the air.

Bloody red cloud, carrying the throne, in the sky, pulled out a long tail of flame, long lasting. From the ground, it's a long rainbow that runs through the sky, fast as thunder and lightning.

Whoops!

Red light, parked in front of a mountain peak, Xiao Chen rose from the throne, at this moment the blue strip over his head was untied.

The king's aura is all over his body, accompanied by the blood of the ancient emperor flowing through his veins, the whole person's aura, noble, distant and vast.

His gaze stared at a hole in the distance, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed brightly and whispered to himself: “There, this is the exposed Dragon's Cave. ”

The True Dragon Cave, buried deep beneath the ground, would not have been exposed if it had not been for special celestial anomalies.

Without it being exposed, even if Wu Di came here, he would not dare to easily open this place and find the True Dragon Cave.

Bing Jiao once said that there is a divine Wu Emperor who despises some of the ancient taboos of the Kunlun world.

Forcing the power beyond heaven and earth, it lifted the entire land and mountain peaks of the place, trying to find all the real dragon caves.

Scratch all the remains of the True Dragon and the treasures of the True Dragon Cave.

Under one of his movements, the peaks were extinguished, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and all the True Dragon Caves buried in Dragon Gang were exposed.

But nothing has yet been done. This god, Wu Emperor, is terrified, the Kung Wang has gone, and the wolf has fled. No one knows what he has seen.

There was a barbaric battlefield, but after more than March, the god Wudi died strangely. None of the gods' extinct gods knew what was the cause of his death.

Time flies, burying Dragon Gang Mountain Peak and destroying the terrain, under the influence of mysterious forces, recovering as in the beginning, no more Great Emperor dares to bury Dragon Gang.

Xiao Chen heard the rumor from her mouth. It was incredible. She wondered what the Great Divine Emperor, who had buried Dragon Gang, had actually seen.

How could Wu Emperor die for such a strange reason?

Burial of dragon gangs is far from as simple as it seems.

Distracted thoughts, slowly retracted, the red light flashed, Xiao Chen stuck the bloody throne into his eyebrows and took out the blue strip of cloth to tie it in front of his forehead.

The King's Qi was completely restrained, the blood flowed in a circle, and the blood of the Upper Emperor was hidden quietly, and the whole atmosphere was regained to normal, no different from that of the passers-by.

Stepping on the dragon shadow of the green dragon, Xiao Chen rushed down, between the ups and downs, instantly came to the hole of the cave of the true dragon, and then flew in without hesitation.

Previously seen on the barbaric map, the interior environment of True Dragon Cave, Xiao Chen traveled all the way, facing intricate caves and roads, without a stop.

I ran into a lot on the road, I didn't dare go too far, I could only run into lucky martial artists outside.

Xiao Chen was like the wind, passing from these people, until they looked back, Xiao Chen's figure disappeared, and the crowd was amazed.

“Here comes another fierce man, this True Dragon Cave seems absolutely impenetrable. ”

“Yeah, the Seven Giants are gathered here, and the evil cultivation list is a few forward bulk cultivation, and they're all here to make a fuss. ”

“In addition, I have heard that some demonic dispersions have come, robbing us of the treasures of many of our warriors. ”

In the peripheral disciples of the sect, the cultivation is mostly only in the early realm of the Shang Wu Emperor, for fear of danger, and only dare to wander here.

Looking forward to good luck, maybe we can also get some of the treasures of True Dragon Cave.

Faced with the warriors with the guts to storm the dragon cave inside, the eyes are full of envy, everyone knows that only the deep can get the true treasure.

Little noise in the periphery, even a luck burst can't have much to gain.

“Brother, why don't we take a chance, maybe we'll find some cheap too.” A young son saw another man go deep and couldn't help but say to the brother beside him.

Then the slightly older brother sneered: “Go yourself, I don't want to die yet. Without the Queen Pingwu realm, you will definitely die. ”

“Not to mention the beast that already exists in the Dragon Cave, you get the baby, you run into other people to rob it, and you don't have to defend yourself. ”

Young son, when you hear this, your eyes are burning and slowly extinguishing. Indeed, the treasure is so good that life is empty to enjoy everything.

Along the way, his feet did not touch the ground. Xiao Chen finally arrived. It was here that the seven giants and others were stopped before that hot melt heel.

Seven giants and others, long gone, must have passed through this piece of melt, gone deeper, or already buried the remains of the true dragon.

But there were others who were so fierce and so exasperated that at first glance they were scattered martial artists, who stayed here and looked forward to the endless land of melt, slightly frowned.

“Gaga, finally wait for another desperate person to come, old friends, I'm going one step ahead. ”

One of the old grey robes stopped just after Xiao Chen stopped, his eyes immediately swept over, as if he had found his favorite prey, his eyes lit up with light.

The old man in the grey robe rose up empty-handed and rushed straight towards Xiao Chen. "Kid, don't blame my hot hands for being ruthless. Come be my stepping stone. ”

The rest of the elderly, with their eyes full of joy and regret, resented themselves for being too slow to take the lead.

“The cultivation of the peak of the Queen Takeshi period is a little less than that of the Siemens Leopard. ”

Xiao Chen glanced at the strength of this person and saw clearly. He couldn't help but laugh. This strength and dare to attack him, I really don't know how to live.

The old man in the grey robe fluttered and blinked his eyes before Xiao Chen. He saw that Xiao Chen only had Wuhuang Zhongpin's cultivation, without the slightest glance.

The palms of Zhenyuan fluttered, the five fingers bent into claws, took a real shock, grabbed towards Xiao Chen's head, wanted to directly hit Xiao Chen to death.

Five fingers are cold, looks very hard, can see the old man has a lot of research on the claw attack.

With this claw, you can easily grasp the blade of the warrior.

The average Chinese Wuhuang, under this fast and fierce claw, also faced the interference of Ji Qi, just afraid to immediately put out five more finger holes on his head, kill him on the spot.

Unfortunately, what he encountered was Xiao Chen. Even half a saint here would suffer greatly from treating Xiao Chen as an ordinary Chinese Wuhuang.

Besides, it was only a dispersion culminating in the Queen Shang Wu period, and his terrible bravery had no effect on Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen was calm, and the blood flowing through his veins quickly activated the King's aura of the Old Emperor as his claws approached his head.

Clothes are windless, far away, thick, solemn, noble and powerful, like a sudden eruption of mountain flood from Xiao Chen.

At such a close distance, the grey-robed old man bears the face, Xiao Chen's body has a huge emperor's temper.

Space solidified, a mountain seemed to appear on the shoulders of the gray robe old man, his movements uncontrolled for a single beat.

Xiao Chen caught his opponent's pause and struck like lightning. Five fingers in his right hand clenched into fists, the wind swept, and the fist struck the old man in the gray robe's head.

Bang

Two million kilograms of terror, like thunder, exploded in the air. When the blood burst, the old man's head disappeared and turned into a headless corpse.

His cold, bright claws also drowned helplessly, never having a chance to touch Xiao Chen.

A disgusting look flashed in his eyes. Xiao Chen lifted his foot and kicked this headless corpse directly, slowly dropping towards the hot red melt.

He looked at each other in disguise and opened his mouth. His eyes were completely unbelievable.