Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The man who spoke was the physical practitioner that Xiao Chen had previously paid special attention to, the Queen of the Iron Hand.

Having just attained such height, being so underestimated, Kong was angry in his heart. “Kui Dou, don't talk too much and flash your tongue. If you have the guts, go ahead and surpass me now. ”

With his arms bare and muscles raised, Kui Dou had the perfect streamline and looked at one of the names of the Holy Mark Tablet: “Today, the martial arts are flourishing. If you still measure yourself by the standards of your elders, you can't help but look down on yourself. ”

"“ What's the point of saying so much? "said Confucius coldly.“ If you had the guts to say that, you'd give me too much now. ”

Iron Hand King and Peacock King are the famous king emperor of the modern era, powerful side of the earthquake, the confrontation between the two descendants immediately attracted the attention of several people.

Qidu said calmly, "You don't have to say, I'm about to try. ”

One leap forward, Kuido came to the holy monument, his feet stepped on the ground and burst into flat space.

People like arrows and arrows, relying on the powerful body explosive power, kilometers high, Kuidu almost instantly passed, until it rose to the height of 2,000 meters, the speed slowed down slightly.

Konghara's eyes flashed a slight smile, the real test has only begun now, the body practitioner has a strong explosive power, but this is about a continuous confrontation.

Once the explosive power is gone, it is instantly reversed by the intangible pressure from the Holy Mark tablet.

But the smile on his face was not yet solidified, Kui Dou's foot stepped empty-handed, his figure jumped again, a drum, and went straight up 550 meters.

Exactly 50 meters beyond Kong Yuan, reaching for the sword, Kuido quickly engraved his name, when the last stroke was finished, his figure shook, and steadily landed on the ground.

Looking at the holy tablet, the name exceeds 50 meters, the face of the hole is white, some dare not believe it.

Above the mountains of the Quartet, many elders Wusheng, and those who watched the lively Wusheng Emperor, were all slightly moved, and all of their hearts burst into the afterlife fearful word.

Next, the younger generations came out one after the other, recording various altitudes, broken one by one, 2500 meters to 2900 meters, constantly engraved with names.

Previous Holy Mark tablets appear, can engrave the name on 2,000 meters, can be noticed, and are called extinct geniuses.

But the scene at this moment is very eye-opening, many people do not reveal themselves, when the name is really reserved, but it is a thrill, four surprises.

Under his hood, Xiao Chen's eyes were not half idle. Take this opportunity to pay attention to some of the hidden masters of the various ethnic groups.

Listing is not an end. After entering the holy monument, all kinds of treasures and spiritual veins are the real purpose.

After some observation, he really found traces of spiders and threads, and the four men on the side of the corpse had a man stabbed in the heart of an eyebrow.

This person is silent, but Wang Hu's attitude towards this person is unusually modest, and he bows his head from time to time to say something to this person.

The mark on the eyebrow, like a flower, is a strange flower. Xiao Chen felt a little like the legendary Dead Spirit Flower, but the imprint was too small to be really certain.

After Xiao Chen was seen as holy, Xiao Chen became more and more impenetrable.

Kong Yuan, of the demonic race, although the height of his name was exceeded continuously, could see Xiao Chen in his hand, and did not think that he would be much less powerful than others.

The light-hearted hand of the day blocked the thirteen divine masters, and the martial arts jointly carried out, but he was impressed.

But let him pay more attention to the handsome man beside him, the Spiritual Fox King after Yuan.

“Divine Warrior, here we go! ”

At this moment, a whisper disturbed Xiao Chen's mind. Xiao Chen turned his head and saw only thirteen Shinto white warriors, who came together under the Holy Mark tablet.

Hu Hu!

Light bursts, the thirteen men marched together and climbed all the way. In the eyes of many martial artists, it rose continuously and quickly exceeded 2,500 meters.

The shouting sounded, all the fighters on the scene were stunned, 2500 meters could be named here, half became king emperor.

Is it not the future that the Divine Clan is about to give birth to thirteen kings?

The stone chips were flying, but the thirteen people had not stopped until 2900 meters, and their fingers blossomed with gold, and they began to write their names.

“2900 meters, after the Lady, no one has been able to carve the name of this place for thousands of years. ”

“The thirteen men are said to have been sealed by the Supreme God King as glorious watchers, the watchers being second only to the title of Protector Elder, and it can be seen that the thirteen are certainly unusual. ”

“These thirteen people are so powerful, what height will the godson emperor and goddess God bless Hee reach? ”

As soon as the thirteen members of the Divine Nation made their move, they immediately pushed the atmosphere of the scene to the climax, shouting and talking, on the mountains of the Quartet, and the discussion continued.

The faces of the other ethnic groups did not look very good. The Divine Clan came to Kunlun from outside the territory. Since the Empire War, there has been a unified Kunlun ambition.

Now comes the day when the Divine Nation is so powerful that the living spaces of the other peoples may be repressed again.

Whoosh

Perhaps the heart is disgusted, can't see the divine tribe so exalted, the people Yan XIII, the demonic spirit Fox King after Yuan Qian, the ghost queen of the Sixian people leaned toward the city, the eyebrows stabbed the sealed corpse mysterious men, all together, all of them strike.

On the side of Wushen Palace, the three most powerful sons are also impatient and multiplied.

These people are almost the strongest of all nationalities, all monsters in monsters, all of them immortal to the heavens, so to speak, the stars are shining and shining.

Every name, in the future, will be the legend of all nations, as bright as stars, and only this holy monument will make them fight together.

The mountains of the Quartet, as well as the warriors of the various ethnic groups on the scene, all held their breath and gazed at the seven men who made this move together to see if they could retrieve a city in front of the powerful gods.

Two thousand meters, two thousand five hundred meters, two thousand eight hundred meters, two thousand nine hundred meters, two thousand nine hundred and fifty meters. Seven people did not live up to the expectations and succeeded in surpassing the thirteen watchmen of the Divine Nation.

Flying stone scraps, the sun shined on the faces of the seven Junjie, the image was set as if they were not writing a name, but a piece of history.

A thousand years later, when all the names become golden, history becomes a legend, a myth to be preached by future generations.

The seven landed and returned to the ranks of the various ethnic groups, shouting thunderous cheers.

The Emperor looked at the scene with a slight smile on his face as the light flashed in his eyes. "God bless Xi, what height do you think I can carve on? ”

The white-haired goddess, Yuxi, looked at the highest part of the holy monument, unnamed traces, no answer, silence.

The thirteen watchmen next to them replied, “Divine Son, the heavenly horizon, will surely spread the glory of the Divine Nation throughout Kunlun in the future, at least in rank with the Blue Devil. ”

“Yes, when the young demons overwhelmed our Divine race for more than a thousand years, the Divine Son would surely be able to match his name and push the Divine race to a peak again. ”

When the Qing Emperor was at the height of the pride of the divine family, he personally killed into the divine kingdom, decimating a great number of gods, and even some god kings comparable to the Great Emperor of Kings killed four or five people.

With his own strength, he struck down the divine family from the peak, and then invented the dragon tone trick, allowing the dragon gate to restrain the divine family for thousands of years.

The title of Blue Demon was left in the Divine Clan, but his strength, undoubtedly, had to be acknowledged, even as an enemy of the Divine Clan.

Named after the Blue Devil, it is not an insult, but a great glory, as the thirteen Watchers all believe.

The Emperor looked at the golden name belonging to the Qing Emperor on the holy monument and said: “10,000 years ago the myth belonging to the Qing Emperor, it is also up to me to rewrite it. ”

A golden light came out, the emperor came up without a shortage, and after seven ethnic masters of the shaft, he finally made an impressive achievement.

The golden light, like a rainbow, did not slow down until 2500 meters, and the speed slowed down.

The light dissipated and appeared, with a little climb, under the tense gaze of countless gazes. It climbed to 2,800 meters, it went up to 2,900 meters, and it went up to 2,950 meters.

He looked at the names of the fighters of all ethnic groups here and smiled slightly, pausing for a moment, when everyone thought he would not move forward.

Emperor's full gray hair turned all blonde, rooted blonde hair, a glitter, a light drink, a strong figure, rushed away.

Looking at the explosive force, it seemed to push past the limit of three kilometers, but by the time it reached three kilometers, the shape, the fierce upward posture, seemed to be under immense pressure, almost directly backshocked.

The Emperor was thinking about breaking the three-kilometer limit, and began to write his name quickly. Next to the Reddy Sanmwood, he engraved the Emperor in three words, one by one.

At an altitude of 3,000 meters, in rank with the Qing Emperor, this realm was finally reached 5,000 years later.

A large group of divine warriors, excited to cry out, the nightmarish name Blue Demon, now the divine family has finally emerged who can compete with it.

The watchmen of the thirteen divine tribes, each casting a holy light, formed a colorful arch bridge in the sky, spread to the foot of the emperor.

The emperor stood on top of the seven-color arch bridge, his eyes looked down, his gaze turned and finally stopped in the people's team, smiling: “I'm sorry, you can't continue the myth of the Qing Emperor, but the emperor barely took his place. ”

Lazy tone, accompanied by the inexorable words of a lifetime, the emperor is indispensable to take this opportunity to sow his invincible seeds in the hearts of the genius demons of all peoples.

“Oh, emperor, it's not your turn to say that! ”