Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

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Two fingers gently clamped, Xiao Chen's head was removed and turned into a headless body, lying on the ground.

Same as the corpses we've seen before.

“Not my head, not my head, who took my head...”

Big Buddha with no head, put Xiao Chen's head gently over his head, tried several times. The stomach creeps and makes a dull demonic sound, shaking off the head with resentment.

The only thing that was not found was that the skull, in the air, had not yet landed, and had decomposed itself and dissipated into a pile of air.

Xiaobai and others were terrified and couldn't help but want to look back and see what happened.

“Come on, don't look back! ”

A figure appeared in front of him. It was Xiao Chen who had originally died. He was delighted and rushed over.

Xiao Chen's headless body on the ground, bang, slowly dissipated into the air.

After a long walk, Xiao Chen stopped and a few people busily stopped to find out exactly.

Xiao Chen's heart did not calm down, still pounding, this has not happened for a long time, the whole mood is completely messed up.

At that moment, he felt he could not escape, and the next moment he was going to die. Even the Archbishop, or the Quan Emperor, could not escape the Buddha's clap.

In the meantime, he managed to escape by using pointers as soldiers, condensing an incarnation with air, and fleeing quickly.

If the headless Big Buddha continues to haunt him, he will surely die.

Fortunately, after such a long escape, I did not see the headless Big Buddha strike again, perhaps related to Xiao Chen's failure to turn his head completely.

“What exactly did you see?” Dincheng asked eagerly.

There is no turning back on Huangquan Road. Everyone knows that human curiosity is always the strongest. Everyone wants to know exactly what they saw when they looked back.

Xiao Chen calmed his breath and said: “I saw a big Buddha with no head, but only the side, the specific honor did not see. ”

Yuan Zheng's knowledge is the most extensive of several people, and he immediately said: “In Hell, only Buddha has to do with Tibetan Bodhisattva. He is able to lead the Buddha as much as the Buddha, but not Buddha, only Bodhisattva. ”

The age is too long ago. Many people in the world cannot distinguish between Buddha and Buddha. Yuan cannot be explained in detail. It has to be explained simply that the Buddha is equivalent to the Immortal Monarch of the Immortal Age, while the Bodhisattva is a great multiplier of immortal cultivators who have not yet been robbed.

However, this Tibetan Bodhisattva is a bit special. He is infinite and much stronger than ordinary Buddha.

Because of his grand desire, Hell is empty and vowed not to be a Buddha, he has not been a Buddha, only called Buddha.

"I've heard of the Tibetan Bodhisattva," he murmured. "But if he's so big, why was he beheaded?" ”

Other human beings have also changed slightly, according to Duncheng, the variation on Yellow Springs Road occurred only 10,000 years ago.

In other words, 10,000 years ago, this more powerful bodhisattva than the immortal monarch still existed in hell, and no one cut off his head.

According to the node of time, compared to the strong in the Kunlun realm, 10,000 years ago, it was the Qing Emperor who swept through the wilderness and the sea, an era of invincibility.

If the Tibetan King was truly beheaded 10,000 years ago, the one who did it would most likely be the Blue Emperor.

Who can cut off the Tibetan King more powerful than the Immortal King? In the post-martial age ancient era, except the Qing Emperor can't really think of a second person.

But Qing Emperor, is it really that strong?

Xiao Chen shook his head and did not think about it. He said, "The road behind us, we stand side by side, no matter what we hear, do not turn back. ”

With Xiao Chen's escape from death, there is no turning back on Huangquan Road, of course several people do not dare to have any suspicion.

In a distinct black and white world, beside Yellow Springs Road, the only other flower with color, burning like a flame, is bright red.

On the road behind, several people encountered powerful Yin soldiers, and even appeared Yin soldiers comparable to the Archbishop.

Each of the five men fought hard to kill him.

The seemingly endless Yellow Springs Road is also a great place to practice, and the headless King of the Land is behind it, constantly testing the hearts and minds of all.

The infinite number of Yin soldiers, between life and death, exercise the martial arts of many people, can only persevere if they reach the peak of their strength.

Yellow Springs Road, hard to walk.

After a full three months, the people have not seen their return, and their respective strengths have been greatly enhanced here.

Xiao Chen himself, in March time, the summer knife and the spring knife are complete, the full version of the four seasons can finally be implemented.

More importantly, his sword and soul were successfully promoted to the realm of great accomplishment under the grinding of a headless Tibetan king behind him.

For some reason, the voice of the headless Tibetan King, most of the time sounded on the ears of Xiao Chen.

All kinds of phantoms, transformed into different characters in Xiao Chen's heart, called his name. Voices are either sad, or joyful, or painful, or desperate.

Several times, Xiao Chen almost couldn't bear to turn back, but the knife's unwavering heart made him persevere.

The four razor blades wrapped around the thunderous will became brighter, reaching the seven razor blades, which is exactly the symbol of the sword's prodigy.

In the battle of Yin soldiers, merge the two to form their own most unique thunderblade soul.

At the end of the day, Xiao Chen alone was able to resist in the face of a large number of divisional Yin soldiers.

“Neho, Neho...”

After another five days, a few noises of Nai He rang in the ears of the people, followed by the river running water, Xiao Chen five people looked forward with a happy face.

At the end of his line of sight, he finally saw a river blocking his way and a blurred bridge outline.

Unsurprisingly, that's the bridge.

Next to the bridge is the place of Sansheng stone, knock down a piece, resurrect the three delicate things, and gather them all together.

“Go!”

Daily exhaustion swept away, Xiao Chen's face revealed a glimmer of joy, accelerated footsteps, and quickly walked forward in this black and white world.

Two hours later, before the arrival of the wind and electricity, the headless King of Tibet, who had always been behind them, did not appear.

The dark wind on the bridge of Naihe is terrible, the underwater flow of the bridge is constant, the sound of Naihe is constantly coming out.

”“ It's broken... "he muttered.

Indeed, the bridge of Naihe left only half a cut and hung alone above Naihe. The other half of the way back to the other shore, I don't know where it floats when hell breaks apart.

But the break had nothing to do with Xiao Chen, he was on the boulder by the bridge, banging hard.

That is the third birthstone, unfortunately the divinity is not there, and if hell were still there, six unbroken paths, the third birthstone could illuminate man's past and future.

Successfully knocking on the next Sansheng stone, Xiao Chen's face revealed a smile. This Nine Psychic Purgatory delayed April, finally gathering the three items together.

Thinking about it, Xiao Chen had another sadness in his heart. In April, the Knife Sect List competition had already begun.

By the time he gets back, the decade-long list of swords will be over, I'm afraid.

If you don't get the Ten Thousand Years Flame Crystal, will Stu Leihong still get back to you?

“Hee-hee, Brother Xiao Chen, now you don't have to worry, Tang Jiao sister will be back soon.” Little white face reveals sincere happiness.

Brother Xiao Chen's heart attack finally opened.

I don't know, if Xiao Bai encounters major difficulties in the future, Brother Xiao Chen. Will you go through the ghost gate and walk through the Yellow Springs for yourself?

“Congratulations! ”

Yuan Qi and Kong Yuan are also arched congratulations.

Xiao Chen did not want to disappoint a few people. The sadness in his heart did not show up on his face. "Thank you both, Xiao would certainly not be able to come here without your help on this road. ”

Kong Yuan laughed: “Brother Xiao is modest. Even without both of us, with Brother Xiao's strength, it would only take a little more time to get here. ”

Yuan's face suddenly changed, pointing in the direction of the Naihe Bridge: “The ghost woman, what do you want to do, how to get to the Naihe Bridge and throw it away. ”

Xiao Chen's eyes swept away, only to see the inclined city of the divine color some trance standing on the bridge of Naihe, walking one step, to fall.

Whoosh!

In an urgent situation, Xiao Chen took an arrow step and flew out, landing on the bridge of Naihe, pulling the city back.

Tincheng looked back as if he'd woken up in a dream: "Sorry, I... I just wanted to see if the other side's turn was still there. ”

The fairy path does not exist, the six paths are crumbled, and the rotation of nature is gone.

Looking at the appearance of Tincheng, Xiao Chen obviously had some secrets. Xiao Chen was reluctant to ask other people about his personal affairs. "Come on, the bridge is broken. We can't get past this. It's time to go back. ”

On the way back, just follow the source of the Nahe water and go up to get out of the eighth layer of hell.

The city laughed bitterly and was about to step back from the bridge. Xiao Chen suddenly burst out of nowhere, praising the sound of prayer, under his feet the dead stone of the black Nahe bridge, golden light generous.

Become a Golden Jade Nahe bridge, in the direction of fracture, the gold diamond extends, a bridge leading to the other bank, automatically spreading forward to the past.

Suddenly, everyone was missing. Xiao Chen himself didn't understand what was going on.