Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

In the refinery, a body fluctuated and fluctuated, the corpse clan Wusheng in all corners, from time to time squeezed his hand, leading the formation under the pool, Daowu light from the pool.

When the light landed, it was a demon that was rigid and took some rigid steps, walking into the coffin next to it and laying in it covered.

Immediately, other cadaver fighters labeled the coffin, recorded the level of power of the magic rigid, and then carried it down. Behind it lies a coffin, truly dazzling, numbering no more than a thousand, all royal martial arts.

There are also a handful of particularly dark wooden coffins filled with holy magic zombies, which are the real cards of the corpses.

Holy grade magic deadlock already has some wisdom, the first grade holy grade magic deadlock already has the power to truly rival Wushu, the high grade holy grade magic deadlock can rival the strong presence of good Wushu.

Looking at the stiffness that pops up from time to time in the refinery, Kuido laughs: “With these almost endless stiffness, the corpses really want to lose on the battlefield of Dragon Jupiter. ”

White-faced writer touched the dragonfly, swayed the fold fan, and said seriously: “Not entirely. All that can be produced in bulk is royal magic rigidity. Holy magic rigidity is created, and requires more kung fu and time. Of course, if this is just a battle of this magnitude, as long as the refinery is not destroyed, it will only be our corpses who will triumph in the end. ”

Kuidu smiled and nodded: “The Imperial Magic is nothing in the eyes of the master, but at the end of the day, you don't need any money. The 100 head of the Imperial Magic is rigid and can grind down a junior Wusheng even if you earn money. ”

The two surrounded the refinery and walked and talked, and the four corpse elders also talked to the two from time to time.

Xiao Chen saw all this in his eyes. If he thought about it, now he is facing the four corpse elders of Qingwusheng, four holy high-ranking magic stiffness, and two young demons far superior to ordinary Qingwusheng.

Looking at the aura of the four corpse elders Wusheng, there is no ordinary elegant Wusheng, each of which lived hundreds of years old monster, repaired to unpredictable depth, even one-on-one, Xiao Chen is not sure to defeat each other within a hundred tricks.

If you add a holy high-ranking magic stubbornness, it will be even more troublesome to kill, and it will be impossible to win or lose without a thousand moves.

The most troublesome thing is that both Longfei and Kuidu, both of whom are descendants of the King's Emperor, are all highly talented and surprisingly talented. Once entwined, it is almost impossible to get away.

It's hard, it's hard to do, but it's hard to do any more. Today's refinery has to be broken. Without challenging the limits of life and death, his knife canal is also hard to really shape.

Thoughts flew like electricity. A moment later, Xiao Chen had a countermeasure in his heart. He reached out in his hand and had an extra statue in his palm.

The statue was sculpted from branches of the Evergreen Tree and is extremely spiritual, with black white hair, eyebrows with swords and sharp sights. It was Xiao Chen himself.

One of the first bullets, the statue was instantly molded, giving off a powerful aura, flying over that row of coffins, nothing said, just a punch to blow it down.

In the heavens and the earth, countless knives trembled like wings, a punch fell, and hundreds of coffins were bombarded in the shadows.

Kuidu's gaze turned, his eyes suddenly brightened, shocked: “Xiao Chen! ”

Though I didn't think of it, the tip of my foot turned into a long arrow, quickly chased the past, towards the white figure, and killed it hard.

Dragonfly folded the fan, what was in his eyes, whispered: “This Xiao Chen is so daring, dare to break into anywhere, four elders, please guard here, until I grab Xiao Chen and refine it into a top holy magic. ”

“Don't worry, we'll guard this refinery, no mosquito can fly in.” Four people looked at the dragonfly and arched their hands.

At one thousandth of a distraction, Xiao Chen, dressed in a black cloak, slipped into the refinery silently.

Four elderly men retrieved their eyes from the dragon flying, stared at the refinery, the dark air on the surface of the water, a body fluctuated and fluctuated, when peace was no different, continued to manipulate the large array beneath its pool and refined a body.

At the end of the body into the depression of the refinery, an infinite amount of death suddenly poured into Xiao Chen's pores. Black death, roaming around the body, corrosing blood, bones, skin viscera.

In silence, it caused huge damage to Xiao Chen. The number of deaths is too large.

Xiao Chen took a look at his palms and looked like he had withered, wrinkles were thick, dead, no vitality, and was no different than the old man who was late at night.

With a complete underestimation of the air of death in it, Xiao Chen quickly ran the power of the law in the body, a strand of purple energy belt, with lightning around the body, to vaporize the black death gas into nothingness, the situation finally slightly improved.

But it didn't completely solve the crisis. The death in the pool was really too much, the source was constant. Xiao Chen chopped twice, and then twice as much death, he couldn't stay at all.

“Oh no, I can't stay here anymore. The power of the principle on a wide scale will definitely attract the attention of the top four elderly people. ”

Just when Xiao Chen was in a hurry, he knew the throne of death in the sea and suddenly burst into a suction, sucking all the air of death in his body past, instantly pulling away clean.

That feeling, like a greedy little boy, still seems somewhat unsatisfied.

Physical activity is easy, revitalizing, Xiao Chen's heart is happy, I didn't expect the death throne to have such a wonderful use, I immediately relieved a lot.

Measured in the pool water, only the surrounding body was full of rolling corpses. The scene looked horrible and the body was faceless, sometimes with almost face-to-face stickers.

Suddenly a demon hand was stretched out below to capture Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen quickly avoided him. The demon hand grabbed a body next to him and sank beneath the alchemy pool.

Above the refinery pool, in the upper left hand corner, the old man revealed a slightly puzzled look on his face, "Strange, just wanted to grab a body into the refinery, and he actually flashed it over. ”

“Oh, that's not too strange, there's probably a breath that hasn't died, or an instinctive reaction in front of the body, just soak it up in this refinery for a while.” The old man in the upper-left corner said.

“Hey, the dead air in the refinery has thickened into a liquid, and there's one that doesn't have long eyes that can't really jump. ”

The old man in the upper right corner, the yin-tested laugh.

The first one who spoke, think about it, stopped talking and concentrated on refining the bodies that had been captured in the formation.

Xiao Chen in the pool, not knowing that he had escaped a stroke, at this moment he had sunk to the bottom of the refinery, his feet touched the ground, in front of him was an extremely complex, large array with striking blood.

Four corpses, sitting with their legs in a row, a bloody red light, entered the corpse, as if the martial arts were practicing, the scene was bizarre.

There are 99 nodes in the array, each node is embedded with a medium star nucleus, and at the point of the array is embedded a superior star nucleus, which together form a hundred integers.

Blood congested lines, red eye-catching, luscious, full of evil, this shouldn't be so easy to break.

If Xiao Chen didn't dare to move slightly and beat the snake, how could he break this fight after observing for a long time?

The agglomerated blood, deeply embedded in the ground, seemed to merge, feet treaded, the ground, because of the shelter of the great array, hard as iron, the tattoos did not move.

This division is clearly integrated into the refinery. It is indivisible and indestructible. Violence alone may be counterproductive and may hurt itself.

Xiao Chen's heart moved and remembered the throne of death in the sea. He smiled slightly and had an idea.

Squat down, reach out a little, touch the bloody line, a vast force of death, suddenly into the line, the whole line began to emit a fierce red light, the demonic.

“What's going on! ”

“In the Corpse Refinery, suddenly came a force of death. ”

“It is horrible that this death must stop, or else it will be beyond the bounds of the great battle. ”

The old man in the four corners of the refinery pool stood up at the same time and watched the pool flush with fear.

A wave of vibration came, a silk crack appeared on the edge of the refinery, and the four old men changed their color, hurrying up with the magic stiffness beside them.

The next moment, a burst of sound broke out and the entire refinery burst out, shaking all over Black Tattoo Island. Endless breath of death. The rumblings spread out, a deep pit appeared on the ground, and the refinery became obsolete, and the formation ceased to exist.