Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

A stone tablet, a Kunlun.

How many ancient sages, waves, countless heroic masterpieces, who will proactively put their names at the bottom in front of the holy tablet.

The centuries-old martial artist snorts in the corner.

The field-driven warrior dropped his glasses on all sides of the mountain, and the dense and numb crowd was also stunned.

Some people were confused, others laughed in their hearts, felt Xiao Chen was invincible, and deliberately pretended to act.

Others thought thoughtfully and thought carefully about what Xiao Chen meant in his words, as if he understood something and didn't understand anything.

In the crowd, the master sister, Lingling Shui, smiled slightly, the beauty of soft water, indefinitely beautiful, said: “Brother Xiao Chen really seems to understand people, as long as we reach the King's Emperor, the name will never disappear, the stronger the brighter the light, where does it matter? ”

Under the black cloak, Win Qiong faced Xiao Chen's astonishing move and stayed halfway. He smiled bitterly: "That's kind of his style, it really doesn't make sense to argue for a moment. ”

The white-haired goddess, Yuxi, shifted her gaze away from a blurred spot at the top of the holy monument, and saw Xiao Chen, named after her, revealed the divine colour of thought in her eyes.

If he says who has the most wonderful expression, naturally there is no shortage of non-emperors. He looks at Xiao Chen, whose face is directly stuck.

Why do you want to leave a name under here, then he prepared the means for nothing?

As long as Xiao Chen dared to keep his name on it, at the moment of engraving, the emperor was confident and immediately used his spiritual secret skills to drop Xiao Chen into the air.

Other gods fear the will of Thunder. He is not afraid. His cultivation is the teaching of the Supreme Divine Dictionary, the oldest cultivation secret of the gods.

Xiao Chen was engraved just below. His means were naturally wasted. The plan to make Xiao Chen lose his back to the Holy Mark Monument was instantly soaked.

Xiao Chen in his heart has always been a pain in his heart, and now Xiao Chen is not strong enough in his eyes, even if it has become holy. If you do encounter hard work, you can still defeat each other.

What he was afraid of was Xiao Chen's potential, Xiao Chen's growth speed, if one day the other person really grew up as the second Qing Emperor, then the Divine Nation wanted to unify Kunlun's plan, afraid it would be put on hold again.

If his plan really succeeds, at Xiao Chen's most confident time, thunderbolt him and let him be stepped on in front of the world.

Absolutely can leave a big shadow at the bottom of each other's heart, future cultivation will definitely be blocked.

Unfortunately, Xiao Chen's nature made him this plan, and all of a sudden it turned into a shadow, and he had to wait for a similar plan, not knowing what year or month.

“Xiao Chen, I really look up to you, your courage is nothing but that. Me and your grandfather, the world is so clear, I pressed them down. ”

“At the bottom of this list, what qualification do you have to compete with me for the rest of my life? You are a grandson who despises your grandfather too much. ”

Emperor came back to God, smiled slightly, ridiculed Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen was a grandson in his words.

In the scene, a lot of people changed their face. I don't see how this emperor can be so poisonous without his mouth. In parallel with the Qing Emperor, he ridiculed Xiao Chen like this.

The people of the Divine Nation laughed hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

“Being a grandson also has so many famous names, what a white robe knife, the goddamn Queen of the Blue Emperor, but so. ”

“Pretending to make a gesture, so you can make a false impression. You really have the ability to do this, now you are more than our Divine Son, otherwise you are the grandson. ”

Xiao Chen slightly pulled the corner of his mouth and looked up at the Emperor, smiling: “Emperor, I really look up to you, even if you are stronger than me now, it is only a matter of time before I overtake you. ”

The toe was slightly lighter on the ground, Xiao Chenman was like an arrow, and stood up empty-handed. In between blinks, he reached a height of 2,000 meters without any pressure.

The speed of liftoff is staggering, 2500 meters, 2800 meters, 2900 meters.

The Emperor still had some unresponsiveness, Xiao Chen rubbed his shoulders past him and exceeded the height of 3,000 meters.

There are two kinds of pressure on the Holy Mark, the spiritual dimension of the invisible oppression of the martial arts and the physical dimension of the physical oppression of the martial arts.

Xiao Chen had observed it for such a long time and had long seen the magic of it. His spiritual strength was second only to the emperor, and his physical condition was second only to that of the Iron Hand King.

But when it comes to perfectly blending the two, there are so many people on the scene, and he's the only one in the morning.

Since ancient times, history has been able to lay down the state of martial arts, and it has been possible to repair the physical body as well as the spiritual strength. At the same time, there is only one such state as Xiao Chen.

The emperor was unhindered by physical restrictions, unable to cross the three-kilometer limit, and Xiao Chen had not so many restrictions.

The sound, the distance of the last 300 meters of the Holy Mark tablet, Xiao Chen bit his teeth and rushed through, steadily fell, standing at the top of the Holy Mark tablet.

Looking down, the god warriors who had laughed at Xiao Chen closed their mouths immediately.

The reason they called Xiao Chen's grandson was that the Emperor's station was higher than Xiao Chen's, but Xiao Chen is now 300 meters higher than the Emperor's.

According to their theory, who is the grandson, at a glance.

Watching Xiao Chen standing at the top of the holy monument, the mountains of the Quartet, the warriors on the scene, they all rioted, their eyes full of incredible divinity.

“This, this Nima thing, the pressure inside the tablet, does it fail? ”

“Am I blinded? Don't tell me it's true. Xiao Chen actually stood at the top of the tablet. ”

The lively Wuhuang on the mountain, and some elderly saints couldn't do it, one by one flew over and wanted to see what was really going on.

The expression of emperor's face was unpredictable, he was still at high altitude, and Xiao Chen was a grandson. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen stood at the top of the holy tablet and struck himself in the face. This did not even give him a chance to retract his words.

Grab a bottle of wine from the Quinquin Ring and sit directly at the top of the tablet, looking down at the emperor.

Put a glass on your island and smile: “Emperor, I am full of ancient saints. Your ancestors' grandchildren are among them. If you want to make a little more, you don't even deserve to be a grandson. ”

Xiao Chen won't lose to anyone because of his poisonous mouth. Since the other party has spoken to him, Xiao Chen won't be polite.

The world is always unpredictable, just now the spring wind is proud emperor is indispensable, the sarcastic Xiao Chen is grandson. I was immediately beaten in the face by what I said, and I didn't even deserve to be a grandson.

The following group of people couldn't help smiling slightly. This emperor is also bad luck. After today, this grandson event is going to spread all over Kunlun.

The first English name of the Divine Son is destined to remain, a stain that will never be washed away.

“Emperor, I toast to your ancestors' grandfather. ”

Xiao Chen gently poured the bottle down, and the clear, aromatic drink was instantly lined up and poured back down.

The emperor, who was already angry and unable to speak, went off completely, which sounded like it. Come, grandson, I'll get you a drink for your grandfather.

Flashing in shape, the Emperor shouted lightly, and had faded white hair, turning gold again, rushing towards the top.

His mental strength was able to resist this pressure, but the flesh could not hold on, and he barely advanced 10 meters, and felt that the bone skeleton had to be scattered.

This is the opportunity, Xiao Chen glanced cold, threw away the bottle of wine at will, fell empty, and kicked directly on Emperor's shoulder.

This foot then landed the holy monument advantages, near the ultimate, painstakingly supporting the emperor who was desperate to move up, unexpectedly, was immediately kicked.

With a bang, the emperor was kicked down hard and his body turned several times in the air, feeling like the bones inside his shoulders were broken.

After this incident, he must have become an imperial nail. The revenge between the two sides has been completely settled. Since the opportunity can be created to strike at each other, Xiao Chen will naturally not miss it.

Kicking the Emperor with one foot, Xiao Chen shook his figure, held the pressure and stood at the top of the holy tablet again.

The surrounding group of people all stayed, and the young emperor of Kunlun was defeated by one foot. What you can't imagine is actually happening in front of everyone.

Looking at the emperor in the sky, I felt slightly sorry for him. Just kicking him down was refreshing, but he couldn't do much hard enough, and didn't really make the other side hurt his bones.

For the first time, the emperor stepped empty-handed, and for the first time, an uncompressible killer appeared in his eyes. The horror spread from him, and everyone beneath him felt a chill, secretly frightened.

“The Sword of First Awareness! ”

With a light drink, the emperor reached out his finger, a little light emerged from his fingertips, as if the heavens and the earth had become darker, and the whole world had only that little light.

Suddenly, a sword emerged from its fingertips and the world's darkness was swept away by all this sword.

Swordpower runs through darkness and light, as if it opened up the world's initial light, and a moment of instant shoots past Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen felt a sense of danger in his heart. On one side of his body, a faint sword slipped past his face and cut off several hairs.

Although this sword power is fast, the implication is also magnificent, but under the oppression of the holy tablet, when it comes to Xiao Chen, the power can be neglected.

Xiao Chen shenzhen, smiling on his face, slowly disappeared and looked at each other with cold eyes. He and Emperor are today perfectly torn apart.

The opponent is strong, even with all his strength, he may not win, but the day will come long, who can laugh at the end, whose light will never be extinguished.

A ray of light began to flash on the tablet, and the faces of the many fierce martial artists were all stiffened up.

This is the world inside the holy monument, to open signs, some nasty martial arts without a name, hurry up and engrave your name.

The emperor had no shortcomings to kill in his eyes, looked at Xiao Chen on the top of the sacred tablet, and fell peacefully into the ranks of the Divine Clan.

“Son of God, don't be like this guy. This guy is a grandson. How can he compare to you?” A samurai of the Divine Nation, seeing the emperor without a lack of gloom, went up and kissed his ass, begging him.

The emperor was just calm, suddenly burst into flash, slapping the man and flying, "Get lost, don't mention the words grandson to me. ”

Look at the scattered man, the thirteen glorious watchmen, with a silent look in his eyes. This guy deserves it. He can't talk about it. The fool can see it. The Emperor is really allergic to these words now.