Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

For a year and a half, Xiao Chen slowly walked out of the closed hole.

Here is the Lingyun Mountain Range, a wild mountain with few visitors, the spiritual energy of the Quartet is thin, neither the spiritual beast nor the spiritual planting.

Desolate mountainous soils, full of wooded gemstones, glanced at, all pale.

The burning sun came down from the top of his head, Xiao Chen took a deep breath, and this year and a half he didn't close the door to build a car, enough to make a hole.

From time to time, for the purpose of experimenting with the mind, it will come out and walk around, and the collapsing mountains ahead are all caused by this year and a half.

Even if the cultivation was deliberately depressed, with less than half of its strength, the destructive power caused in this heavenly realm is still too appalling.

Starry Sky Storm!

Xiao Chen softly drank, double-harvested the knife, but with great power, he simulated the fate chessboard, and the stars of the universe unfolded an endless picture of the stars.

In this infinity map, God swims smoothly, searching for a star, another star, completely covering the formation of three, and then pushes with all his might.

Go, go, go!

Xiao Chen looked somber, reaching out a little, the black star storm swept out, the void directly cut off a large pitch-black fault, for more than a thousand miles.

The rest of the waves fell, the height of a mountain peak, and it was once again very short.

Great Sun True Word!

The movement in the hands was constant, the magic boiled like a fiery fire, the law of immortality snapped in the underworld, the intense sun in the heavenly dome, a little darkened.

At first, I didn't feel much, but for a moment, the sun that fell in the sky became much darker and darker.

Big Day True Word, Shaking the Void Sun True Fire, Gathering Words, How Great, Wonderful Thoughts. Only fairy talent can do this. For Xiao Chen's current cultivation, it's almost a miracle.

Xiao Chen Zhangkou spit out a yangzi, the sun's yang, but not in a simplified or Xiao Chen familiar font, but a rather mysterious font.

The golden sunshine, all the true sun flames shaken by Xiao Chen, fell with sound, and the font was spread out with golden flames.

Time, the red land for a thousand miles, the ground fluttered, it was all burned into a scorching paste, red tongue, as if it had been exposed to the sun for a hundred years.

Some of the original weed trees on the ground were burned to ashes in the first place.

Ka cha cha cha cha, a trench-like crack spread across the ground, blinking, a thousand miles of land, disintegrating.

Though in the heavenly realm, neither the spatial structure nor the spiritual energy in the earth can compare to the Kunlun realm.

But Xiao Chen was also very satisfied with the destructive power caused by 30% of the Big Day Truth.

For the fairy talent, even though he can't handle it as easily as martial arts, there will never be a failure to apply the law.

The greatest painstaking cultivation in a year and a half is not an improvement in strength, but rather a precipitation of the mind. Between loss and loss, Xiao Chen's whole life changed. He is now in a good mood to rival those old monsters who have lived for centuries.

“It's time to go to the Netherworld. ”

Xiao Chen stood up and looked in the direction of the ancient land and said calmly.

The mysterious character of Ghost Church, since its appearance, has been a thorn in Xiao Chen's heart. I always felt that this person's origins were very relevant to me.

Xiao Xiong threw himself out of the house, maybe it was also related to the Ghost Church. Now that strength has arrived, he is confident that even in the face of the mysterious man himself, he has the power to protect himself.

Ghost religion is really He Long Pond and Tiger's den, you can know when you break into it.

Half a day later, Xiao Chen came to Lake Tian Di, and the sky above the island where the Ghost Church is located, had to beam slightly. Under the blast of God, there was no one on the island.

With a hint of doubt, Xiao Chen landed on the island, walked between various architectural bunker chambers, and felt the magic of the air.

Make sure that you are not in the wrong place, this is the dividing rudder of the Ghost Church in the heavenly dome, but for some reason, all of a sudden, it withdrew.

Where have you been, Abyss Demon World?

Xiao Chen mighty god, shooting around the island, nowhere has been spared, looking for something of interest to himself.

An altar on the island attracted his attention and his figure flashed, Xiao Chen came to the palace. There is a large, tidy piece of futon on the ground in the palace, with two places above the futon, obviously a recess that is only found on the knee for many years.

Convenient above is the altar, which emits a rich, dark scent, with a black statue behind the altar that has been smashed to pieces.

Xiao Chen quickly stepped forward and came to the edge of the altar. Looking down, he saw only black smoke rolling. At the bottom there was a mysterious formation that was also destroyed.

A breeze broke through and the smell of stinging blood drifted out of the altar.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, not knowing how many people died in this altar to emit such an appalling smell of blood, no million or 100,000.

His eyes fell behind him, the broken black statue, Xiao Chen's heart moved, the heavenly law fluttered in his body, and he reached out and struck out several law powers.

A fragment of a statue floats in front of him. For Xiao Chen, but experts in this area, it is not difficult to restore thousands of statues.

Hands tied together, a piece of debris, under Xiao Chen's control, quickly assembled, but for a moment, an intact statue appeared in front of Xiao Chen.

The statue is three meters tall, dark all over, dressed in ancient clothing, red eyes, with an indescribable and powerful aura, vast as the stars and long as a river.

A strange picture appeared in front of him, and his ears seemed to hear hundreds of millions of ghosts worshipping, praising and singing, an invisible mysterious force, all toward the statue.

Those spirits were all alike, faceless, numb, and the statues seemed to come alive. When they sucked, they devoured millions of creatures.

Not only is there no pain on the ghost's face, but it is a joyous, transcendent expression.

Bang

Combined statues, suddenly shredded into powder, can no longer coincide, Xiao Chen's image in front of the eyes, nothing left.

Xiao Chen will be shocked by this image, and can't be relieved by half the noise.

“Is this the mysterious god of the abyss? How do you feel, like during the monastic period, about the taboo doors of magic tricks? ”

After practicing fairy arts and revisiting some of the basics of cultivation, Xiao Chen realized that this was a kind of cruel and unholy predatory cultivation of magic.

It is the taboo of cultivators of cultivation. The cultivation of cultivation is fully documented by the technique of cultivation of the right way. There are few records of this type of cultivation, but only words.

Xiao Chen kinda understood why the Abyss Demon Realm, every thousands of years, came to the Demon Blood Festival to slaughter the creatures of the Kunlun Realm.

The history of the Netherworld in the Abyss Demon Realm is absolutely related to some of the magic tricks of the Immortal Age.

I just don't know why those demon tribes are willing to take huge sacrifices to invade Kunlun for them.

The Kunlun kingdom, it is not a soft persimmon, the invasion of the Eighteenth Demon Emperor has caused enormous losses to Kunlun, but it will not be a good end in itself.

“Less than eight years away, perhaps earlier, the Demonic Blood Festival is coming. It's time for me to go back. ”

Xiao Chen flew off the island, paused halfway over the sky, spit out a word, the sky suddenly darkened a lot, mysterious yang zi fell.

This time with little reservation, Xiao Chen made 80% of the power, bang, hundreds of square miles of small islands collapsed in the instant, and the ashes disappeared into the Lake of Heaven.

Looking at the island, which no longer existed, Xiao Chen's eyes revealed a glimmer of satisfaction. After more relaxing time in January, he returned to Tiankai, and said goodbye to Liu Ruyue and other humans.

Before farewell, give Liu Ruyue that broken Sun Dan from refining.

Xiao Chen could stay in the heavens for two years. Liu Ruyue had been very satisfied, knowing that he would leave sooner or later, but also knowing that he would definitely return.

Kunlun Realm, Xiao Chen will definitely be emperor.