Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The previous fax disciples who saw the scene in the rear definitely did not suck in a breath of cold air, in today's Kunlun five tribes the corpses are famous for their physical strength.

Even the demon tribe, which has always been self-inflicted and powerful, needs to be slightly less than half-pointed in front of the corpse tribe.

Corpses and ghosts, among the Kunlun Five, built the same avenue of death, but the two developed in very different directions.

The corpses studied the refining methods of various demonic zombie corpses, and refined the corpses of various powerful beings, whether human gods, demons or spiritual beasts, would not be spared.

It will even be used in the process of refining corpses, in pursuit of a state of immortality, in the form of autopsy evidence, to become a reaper.

Of the five tribes today, it is most unpopular with other ethnic groups. Like everyone else, how can it be reassuring to have a group that is always staring at your family's various ancestral graves?

But the pressure is so great that the corpse population, with no other ethnic group, has existed peacefully for tens of thousands of years, and the inheritance remains intact.

Upper Hundreds, some powerful races have dissipated smoke and flowed through the long rivers of history. Corpses are able to do this, which has a lot to do with their almost perverse body refining methods.

But it is such a physical path, the most horrible corpse peak half holy, was pulled down by Xiao Chen, brought out directly, how not surprising.

Wang was shocked, but he didn't expect only a faint kung fu, and was taken by the other party to fly away.

However, he reacted quickly and decisively to let go, smoothly facing Xiao Chen to kill the past, his eyes were cold, and he still had great confidence in his body.

Absolutely no one among his fellow martial artists was able to beat him in the recent war, just carelessness.

But he disappointed him, not because he carelessly lost to Xiao Chen because of the physical comparison.

Instead, he was really not as good as Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen is now a two-order sacred body. He has taken a variety of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and he has more than 2 million kilograms of terror power.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two men dismantled three tricks in a row. Finally, the two fists were fired against each other. Wang Zhi was directly bombed out by Xiao Chen as soon as he made contact.

However, Xiao Chen also felt slight numbness in his fingers, and the other body seemed to be separated from the flesh and blood, like some kind of metallic material.

Eyebrows picked gently, Xiao Chen darkly said, the refining technique of the corpse family can't really be underestimated.

In my heart, I thought like this, but the motion didn't stop. I threw away the black whip in my hand and stepped on the thunderbolt to kill the person directly.

A foreigner, he always wanted to know. It would also be a good thing to take the throne of death if you had the chance.

Wang Zhi was blown away by Xiao Chen, and was shocked and angry. His body flipped over, and he sat on the throne of death again.

Watching Xiao Chen follow closely, his eyebrow black imprint flashed and the dark clouds under the throne began to roll and roll.

On the throne of death, there were previously some wretched kings, but at this moment like kings in the night, a breath of rotten death sprang forth.

Chasing Xiao Chen, he did not panic to slap his hand, and a strip of black smoke ran over the throne. Like a tentacle, the palm wrapped around Wang's handicap spread over his palm and became a dead letter.

Xiao Chen chased too fast to retreat. At the moment of the dead word formation, a pair of meat palms greeted him with the strength of a flash flood.

With more than 2 million kilograms of power, a hill can explode in front of Xiao Chen.

But the king's handicap sat on the throne of death, but the tattoo did not move, just the dark cloud under the throne, rolling more powerful, a will to die, from the palm of the king's handicap.

Xiao Chen did not have time to unfold the immortal thunder will, people were shocked back, the blood in his body flickered, and there was a bloodbath.

Above the palm of the hand is a black dead-ease envelope, rapidly vanishing, slowly decaying at a visible rate to the naked eye.

But for a moment, Xiao Chen's palms grew smooth and white, rapidly old. Lean as wood, full of trenches, like the palms of a seventy or eighty year-old mortal, is very frightening.

That death gas is still spreading and going up.

Seeing a distant group of people, horrified, the will to die, horrified as it is. Xiao Chen looked at his palms and frowned slightly, but was not too worried.

He was in greater trouble, knowing that the sea, like a cocoon, was surrounded by the spiritual power to kill the throne. After the other party released its will to die, a slight crack began to appear, with signs of escape at any time.

Shaking hands, immortal thunderous will, turning into a thunderbolt, removing a little death from the arm, the sound of black smoke came out.

Xiao Chen lost his vibrant palm and suddenly relaunched his shine, recovering as he had begun, five fingers as agile as before.

Wang crippled his eyes and sighed: “No wonder he understood Thunder's will and dared to rob me of what Wang crippled, but this is your bottom card, or he will die! ”

Xiao Chen did not want to reveal the secret of the bloody throne, but he was forced to pull out the Moon Shadow Knife to fight.

The dark clouds rolled over, the sound of thunder continued to ring, and the king sat on the throne crippled, carrying the power of the dead to kill him.

In the starry sky, the two quickly confronted each other, and as the other's will to die was under pressure, they learned more and more about the cocoon-like spiritual cracks in the sea.

Hao Tianzong's Wang level battleship, the two deputy lords, looking at the battle, frowned deeply.

“The throne, as if it were retained by an ancient evil king, was actually given by a descendant of the corpse clan. ”

“The throne was divided into seven parts. The corpses repaired the way of death and obtained the throne of death. It was a perfect match. Xiao Chen feared there would be trouble. ”

“Neither you nor I could do it. I think the necropolis' Dragon Battleship is not far away. ”

“Depending on the situation, Xiao Chen really worried about his life, if he didn't do it, he could get his hands on it. I just hope that the other party didn't come from the Wang level warship. ”

As they spoke, they let the battleship head toward Xiao Chen and Wang's handicapped place, while connecting the scattered Hao Tianzong disciples.

His eyes didn't leave for a moment. Xiao Chen and Wang were handicapped. He was ready to strike as soon as something went wrong.

Wang Bai saw the battleship fly in, and there were two powerful fine martial arts, but there was no change in divine color. The trick was extremely lethal.

Xiao Chen appeared rather conservative in the light of his fear of exposing the throne. He could only be on the defensive side in the face of the monstrous king's handicap.

“Hand over the finest crystal stone, and that concludes what happened today. ”

Wang Bai felt that he had taken the upper hand. Hao Tianzong's two uppermost martial arts had arrived. It was impossible to kill Xiao Chen, only to accept it.

kā cā!

But at this moment, the mutation occurred, Xiao Chen realized that the spirit of the bloody throne was wrapped in the sea, completely broke open, violent killing smell, surged out.

At Xiao Chen's feet a red cloud rolled down, and the bloody killing throne lay quietly on it, waiting for the king who belonged to it.

When the bloody throne appeared, the look on the face of the king completely changed. Some excitement said: "Kill the throne, hahahaha, it seems that my luck is not normal. Kill the throne was actually touched by me. ”

“Yeah, you're really not lucky. ”

The secret was revealed, Xiao Chen remained invisible, the brows murdered, and finally condensed, the cold sound like a cold bone spur, leaving Wang to feel a chill.

Boom!

Xiao Chen gently sat down and leaned on the throne. The weather turned red and rose. In the hidden room, in the red light, it seems that there is also a nine-strong Golden Dragon flying.

The king's true dragon aura, there is no repression at this moment, released with the killing intent.

Terrible repression, in a flash, brutally bombarded Wang Zhi's momentum back, pressing him even a little unable to kick his breath.

The clothes on his body, the hair dancing wildly towards the back, the King's handicap seemed to fly.

The palms slapped hard on the armrest, the will to die in the throne, raging and raging together, the black light rose empty.

The imprint of Wang's crippled eyebrows flashed, the pressure of the will to die, and Xiao Chen's killing of the Dragon Pressure, crazed against each other.

In the endless sky, a spectacle is formed, a black and red, two blazing lights, intersecting to form a circle of cosmic storms.

Starry sky meteorites flying around, deflecting from their original trajectories, spin around the two of them.

The secret of the throne was revealed, Xiao Chen was no longer worried, and the slaughter scenario cooperated with the King's Dragon to form a vast repression, opposed to the other party, never to back up.

In the knowledge of the sea, the purple symbol rotates gently, causing no trigger, ready to take a fatal blow to the other party.

The black face of the king looked very ugly, and I could clearly sense that he had not signed a contract with the existence of the throne to elevate his mind to slaughter will.

How can my will to die not take full advantage, so hard, and even hide in the slightest downwind?

The cosmic storm that formed around the two men grew more rapidly as the momentum became more aggressive.

Not only can the surrounding flying starry sky meteorites deviate from their trajectory, forming suction, but they even proactively pull distant meteorites directly and violently.

The more starry sky meteorites gather, the quicker they blink, the thousands of starry sky meteorites converge, spinning wildly, forming a cluster of meteorites as high as a thousand feet.

Through the gap between the meteorites, you can see the black, red and two thrones, opposite each other, circling up. The two men on the throne, all inspired by their clothes, had long hair flying.

The two thrones circled upwards and stood at the same time as they completely disengaged from the Starry Sky Meteorites.

“Kill!”

“Death!”

Terrible energy mixed with boundless momentum, and at the same time erupted, tens of thousands of meteorites, instantly turned into powder, the dust of the stars rolled and scattered.

On the King Haotianzong battleship, the disciple of the previous fax, seeing this magnificent scene, it was all astonishing.