Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Under the siege of Longfei and Kuidu, Xiao Chen was finally chased by the two men and punched to pieces, turning into woodchips in the sky.

The two men looked stunned, and all said: “It's a trick! ”

Hurry back and rush in the direction of the refinery, but before you can get far away, a fierce outburst was heard.

The entire alchemy pool was wiped out, a black death storm rushed to the sky to form a wind column straight to the heavenly dome. Black tattooed islands rocked violently and burst into shock.

The dragon flyer folded into a fierce harvest, and the winds tied together, forming a devastating storm, swept out and saw how fierce the shock in his heart was.

“The alchemy pool is broken? How is it possible that the Great Array of Alchemists, even Master Wusheng himself, cannot be easily broken, especially since Dragon Jupiter already has no Master Wusheng this morning. ”

Kuidu looked at the direction of the refinery with a gloomy complexion and said: “If it was Xiao Chen, it wasn't impossible. This guy did something that made people feel impossible every time, but he did it again. ”

“Xiao Chen? I don't believe this guy really has three heads and six arms. ”

As his figure moved, a devastating momentum erupted on the dragonfly, rushing towards the refinery.

Kuidu frowned slightly and felt this momentum. If he thought about it, he said: "The will to destroy, Dragonfly actually understood this will, and hid it really deep enough. ”

Where the Dragon Jupiter battalion of Wushen Palace is situated, Huang Pufeng suddenly opened his eyes and swept away, looking in the direction of Black Tattoo Island, looking directly at the black wind column to the heavenly dome, his eyes were full of incredible divinity.

And beside him, the figure that flew out of the street, it was all incredible.

A moment later, Huang Pufeng sank: “The refinery was broken, the roots of the corpse clan were destroyed, the entire army was dispatched, and the soldiers fired a final blow to Black Tattoo Island! ”

“Obey the Great Population Order! ”

At the middle of the battalion, a battleship flying the flag of the Wushu Shrine, with a flying ethnic fighter, flew out in a huge and powerful way.

The islands occupied by the heavenly gates are full of blood. A group of gatekeepers are gathering together to prepare the battalion of Dragon Jupiter on the Palace of the Martial Arts. This black wind column is also stunning.

“How could the refinery, the necropolis' refinery, be broken? Without this refinery, the corpses have no power.” His face was full of blood and he dared not believe it.

"Go to Black Tattoo Island, the place of duel has changed, whether you lose or win, this is the final battle. ”

Qinghuangdao, leading the Corpse Army, is trying to break through the third defensive line after the Mindfire King Weihua, look back, see the black wind column, face radically changed.

This battle, not knowing what is going on, did not receive any message from Xia Feng. Although it has the advantage, it can be fought much harder than expected.

When he saw the Black Peak Master again, his heart suddenly broke apart. Weihua shouted: “Retreat, go back to Black Tattoo Island and fight again in Japan. ”

Suddenly the corpses were dense and numb, and the tide retreated and rushed towards Black Tattoo Island.

Seeing the dominant corpse army retreating, many people of the martial arts, feeling relaxed, but a little unable to touch the mind, do not know what is going on.

Only Qin Wu, looking at the long-lasting black wind column, exclaimed: “This guy really did it, he really broke the refinery. ”

Snowless, leopard, windy, flower path, Newton, all slightly overwhelmed, listened to this, and the stupidity was a little strange.

Hao Tianzong's younger children were ecstatic and excited.

“The alchemy pool has been broken down by Brother Xiao Chen, the corpse clan is finished, let's chase!” Golden Scale laughed, carrying twenty people of Hao Tianzong's inferior Wusheng, and killed the horse first towards Black Tattoo Island.

After a moment, he prompted several people, followed the past, and detained Xia Feng and the two of them. Qin Wu, who was already the highest commander of the three defensive lines, also smiled slightly, waved his hand to let the whole army attack.

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Beneath the Black Tattoo Island Refinery, Xiao Chen was a little overwhelmed, completely unexpected. He broke the Great Battle in this way, and the energy that erupted was so astonishing.

First of all, it was swept first by the air waves. The cloak in the sky and sea blew to pieces. Look at the feel, I don't know if I can fix it.

Five organs and six organs in the body, the fear is flipped, the throat is sweet, a mouthful of black blood spit out, the injury is not shallow.

His body twisted twice in the air, Xiao Chen took off the broken cape, looked at the four old corpses pressed over him, clamored bitterness, the refinery was broken, he may not be able to get away, but it is a bit of a problem.

Without pressure, however, one's own knife canal cannot be shaped, and today it is here to realize that if it does not succeed, it will succeed, leaving the dead behind.

“Your Excellency, how dare you say that the air of death in the refinery didn't turn you into a dry body on the spot? ”

Each of the four men carried a holy high-ranking magical stiffness, surrounded Xiao Chen, but also appeared to be relaxed. He did not rush to attack Xiao Chen, the elderly in green, headed by some curiosity, asked.

The starlight fell. This brilliant night sky was truly beautiful. It was a little glorious. Xiao Chen smiled with a smile. The secret of white clothes stood in his hands. He said calmly: "This is Xiao's secret. It is not easy to tell outsiders. I'm sorry. ”

Green man sneered: “Well, it's calm, but I'll have my own way to get you to say it later, do it! ”

The three corpse elderly, with their magical stiffness, each struck a corpse martial arts technique, the death breath, rushing to the sky, suddenly this brilliant night sky, hidden from any beauty.

Xiao Chen's figure shook, such as the sheath of the world's greatest treasure knife, a bright light emerged from his body, instantly dissipating black gas, and a bright night.

pēng pēng pēng pēng pēng!

Xiao Chen even gave out six punches, shaking his figure, every punch came out, there was a knife flashing, the wind stirred, the whirring constantly, the tricks of the cadaver warriors and the magic stiffness, all hardened next.

Space shook continuously. Six people attacked in a row, but they didn't fight back Xiao Chen. That unmatched flash, it didn't diminish at all.

Old man in green, frowned and scolded: “Don't give me any reservations, beat hard, I don't believe I can frustrate this sharp light. ”

The three old men heard the shouting, without any reservations, along with the magic stiffness, the death breath on their bodies, rushing to the sky, between their hands, like a black storm roaring between heaven and earth.

Xiao Chenton felt the pressure multiplied, thunderous will was still 90% swordsmanship, all to the limit, still unable to take initiative, can only reactively greet a flood-like fierce attack.

The blood spilled in his mouth, but his face was still smiling. The sharp ray in his heart became sharper under this pressure.

Every move is like the tip of a knife, and it bursts into each other's body. Even if the flag drum is quite a match, it makes people feel a severe pain, pouring blood from inside to outside, and being pierced by a sharp knife.

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Ping Sheng learned that Xiao Chen sprung up quickly under this tremendous pressure. The more serious the wound, the clearer the thought in mind, the brighter the eyes, in this dark night as star gems attract attention.

Unknowingly, the arrival of Dragonfly and Kui Dou quietly stood beside the elderly in green, watching Xiao Chen fight with the three elderly, remarkable.

The elderly man in green appeared somewhat embarrassed. The three corpses' classy Wusheng, the three-headed demonic stiffness, dealt with an injured Xiao Chen, clearly pressed Xiao Chen to fight again.

But Xiao Chen's sharp flashes did not see any weakening. Instead, the three corpse fighters, some fearful and afraid to collide too hard with Xiao Chen, obviously hesitated a lot between their hands.

“Waste.”

The old man in green cursed in secret, his clothes flipped for a while, and wanted to personally take action.

Dragonfly reached out and slammed a fan over the shoulder of the old man in green. “Didn't you see all this starlight falling on him? He's trying to turn the cocoon into a butterfly. Why are you helping him? ”

The old man in green looked up slightly and saw, only the vast night sky, the bright stars, somehow, the dotted starlight fell on Xiao Chen, as if Xiao Chen had infinite charm at this moment, able to attract all the light to himself.

“The descendants of the Qing Emperor, whose name is not false, dare to use this inevitable death to enlighten themselves. I'll let the dragonflies see how you can transform to meet the stars and fall for you. ”

Intense warfare flashed in his eyes, a white-faced writer-like dragonfly, folding his fans and saying word for word. He also seemed to have a bright light on him, falling in the stars of the night.

It was a beautiful night, so brilliant and starry.