Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The vast dragon-shaped fiction, rising from the back of the throne, Xiao Chen on the throne, without expression.

The majestic power of the green dragon appeared, blocking the holy power of the three holy beasts together in the moment, and the two moments collided.

A crisp sound, rang between the stardoms, seemed to be a crumbling sound. Warm the clouds, the wind without taboos, the Holy Spirit of the Three Summers disappeared without a trace under the power of the Green Dragon.

Between the domes, only the green dragon is left floating, the three sons send out the willed form, lose the holy power, and the ordinary willed form is no different.

Everyone was foolish when they felt the power of the green dragon in that small world.

The mythical three sons, the invincible Holy Wisdom jointly carried out, were actually broken by man.

Thousands of thunder showered, regrouped into purple rubles, Xiao Chen poured the will of Green Dragon into it, reached out a little, the rubles swept out.

chacha cha!

Huge sound of fracture, sounding between heaven and earth, divine bird Peacock, Holy Beast White Tiger, Xiang Rui Xuanwu, three willed shapes appeared slightly cracked.

Then, between moments, it turns into a little bit of brilliance and falls between the three eyebrows.

With a pale face and a slight bloodstain on the corner of their mouth, the three of them looked at Xiao Chen on the throne, and their eyes were extremely intense and shocked.

The three of them are priceless sons, unreachable in the eyes of the world, a legend that will never be lost. But today the three of us worked together in the strongest will of the Holy Wisdom, but Xiao Chen broke it easily.

Years old, 50,000 years of light and shadow, still no less than the holy power of the green dragon. Green Dragon, the head of the Four Saints, is indisputable and irrefutable.

Ten seconds, officially counting down, the tens of thousands of golden beams radiating behind the throne suddenly coincided to form a giant light column.

Covering Xiao Chen on the throne, the Azure Dragon phantom behind him, has not dispersed, under the cover of the beam of light, but is completely shaped and immobilized.

Yan XIV, the three sons, An Junxi, in their extremely unhappy eyes, this represents the first throne of heavenly pride, after all, was taken by Xiao Chen.

Thousands of lights were shining together, the higher Xiao Chen was carrying the throne, and the height of the star dome in the small world was constantly raised as the throne rose.

On top of the 10,000 warships of the Quartet, both the elders of the factions and the disciples who came to watch, they raised their heads and looked up to the unique throne.

When he rose to the highest point, Xiao Chen suddenly stood up and jumped down from among the light columns. The vast blue dragon Yuwei remained undisturbed. Everyone else took refuge in the past.

Feeling the holy power of the Blue Dragon Martial Soul again, many people finally woke up, and in their minds, remembering the legendary name, none of them were greatly dismayed.

“This is the Blue Dragon Martial Soul, disappeared for 50,000 years, and today it is reappearing. ”

“It is truly the Blue Dragon Martial Soul. 50,000 years ago, the brilliance was reappeared. No wonder it defeated the will of the Holy Beast of the Three Sons. ”

“When the Dragon Gate Qing Emperor swept across all sides, pushing the people to the peak of the post-ancient era, the gods, demons, ghosts, and corpses were all suppressed by him to death. ”

“From the last place in the heavenly pride list, it suddenly soared to the highest place, and Xiao Chen was really a little shadow of the youth emperor. ”

“But the Dragon Gate is no longer here, Xiao Chen exposed his martial soul, I think there will be a lot of trouble. ”

The noise of all kinds of noisy discussions, such as the tsunami, the sound of the tsunami, the re-emergence of the Blue Dragon Martial Arts soul, is definitely the big news that startles Tianwu.

No, the whole Kunlun world will be shocked by the big news.

That name, for how many people and how many forces, was like a dream demon. The king's family, disobedient to discipline, was wiped out by him at will.

The spiritual clan that grew to its peak was just about ready to show off its fists and feet and was crushed by him. It was not until 50,000 years after his death that he regained his former peak.

Abyss Demon Realm XVIII Demon Emperor, repeatedly suffers, all blocked by him.

There are so many enemies of the Dragon Gate Qing Emperor, and one is a powerful figure. Any one who comes out can easily pinch the present Xiao Chen.

At this point, revealing his identity was really very unfavourable to him.

Indeed, speculation immediately became a reality.

Xiao Chen just flew out of that small world. The King's family, the Kang family, the Lin family and the Yan family, the three leaders' master Wusheng, rose in the air.

The rule of heaven in the next round mirrors the colorful daylight, stretching for thousands of miles, covering the sun, tens of thousands of meters away, less than a winking kung fu rushed over.

Boom boom boom boom!

The vast atmosphere of the Master Wusheng was like a tsunami of substance, and some low-grade battleships, immediately unbearable, split apart.

The other martial artists who saw the scene were also shocked. The King's family's pen was too big, and the decisiveness of the hand was also impressive.

Three master Wusheng, together, killed directly to one and a half holy.

Any one of them can easily crush Xiao Chen with his fingers. The three of them join forces. Where else can Xiao Chen live?

On the battleship of Hao Tianzong, Hao Tiandai glanced at the three holy places in the heavenly dome with little movement, waved three times gently.

pēng pēng pēng pēng!

Three master Wusheng, each spitting out a breath of blood, flying directly out, the full set of sacred high-end treasures, in front of an incomprehensible force, collapsed into pieces.

Jiang, Lin and Yan's master class Wusheng, the divine color fell slightly pale on their own battleship, the heavenly law behind the circle, rubbing a sound, the circle broke up.

The Great Emperor of Hao Tian, a finger of the law of celestial position that penetrated their bodies, blew up again, and the entire Emperor Battleship shook desperately.

All the other fighters on deck were lifted out.

“Do it and start the Imperial Magic Gun. Even if he dies, there can be no more blue emperor in this world! ”

Wu Sheng of the three master classes, divine horror, but there were not many accidents in the eyes, the faces, without exception, all appeared very firm.

The sudden outbreak of a terrifying battle outside the small world, just one-on-one, affected 10,000 battleships.

“Goddamn it, Great Emperor Haotian, when did you get here? ”

“Let's go, let's go, if it gets swept away by the aftermath, nine lives won't be enough for us to die. ”

A battleship, with its maximum speed, flew quickly behind it, only to be swept by a later battle.

Their battleships are not imperial, and even a royal battleship cannot stop Wudi from striking at random.

The Great Emperor of Haotian sneered, "How can you use all your power without the Imperial Battleship of Zhuan Emperor in town?" ”

He stretched his hand forward for a beat, and behind him appeared the 8864 golden rule of heaven, with countless stars spinning at speeds on each round of the golden rule of heaven.

At the center of a circle of the golden rule, there is a round of glorious days, glorious, and the heavenly rule behind it seems to have diffused the starry skies of the universe.

Above the three Imperial Battleships, a giant hand appeared, embracing the starry universe, falling gently, and shot the three Imperial Battleships straight out.

“Brother Haotian, that's enough! ”

A voice sounded in the air, a middle-aged man in a red peacock robe, smiling slightly and appearing on the royal battleship of Hao Tianzong.

Next to Han Qinghe eyebrow gently picked, bowed: "I have seen the Holy Lord of the Peacocks. ”

It turns out that the people are the contemporary palace owners of the Phoenix Palace of the Holy Land. The color of the Holy Lord of the Peacock has not changed much. After a glance at Xiao Chen, who arrived slowly, he said quite silently: “On the King's side, let me deal with it. This guy is really unexpected and bold. ”

The Great Emperor of Hao Tian smiled: “I don't think I have the audacity. As he said, should I always come, can I hide? ”

“The four words of Dragon Gate Qingdi will make him inevitable for life. ”

Hearing the four words of the Dragon Gate Qing Emperor, the Holy Lord of the Peacock frowned slightly: “Fifty thousand years have passed. What else can you say about that name? Only three holy places are needed in Heavenly Martial Arts. ”

But the Great Emperor of Hao Tian was serious: “But the people need a co-lord! ”

The Holy Lord of the Peacock leaves his mouth shut: "Oh, just him? Five thousand years ago, more stunning and stunning than he was, Leddie couldn't make it. Do you think he could do it? ”

The ghost gate closed and walked away. Xiao Chen slowly flew towards the battleship of Hao Tianzong. In his eyes, he saw on the deck, except Han Qinghe and Hao Tiandai.

There was also a blurred light group that seemed to be talking to Emperor Hao Tian, and when he landed on the deck, the blurred light group disappeared.

Pressing the doubt in his heart, Xiao Chen bowed his hand gently to save his life against the Emperor Hao Tian. “Thank you, Great Emperor, for saving my life. ”