Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The people of the North Sea Alliance retreated, and the three great top ranking sects of the Chaotic Realm were full of blood. Everyone was entrusted with sending their greetings.

Heavenly Gate, the doorman Xiahou is no stranger, the strength of the White Emperor City is not much different now, it is just missing some inheritance.

It is the three great superiors in the chaos domain. Xia Hou will never dare to underestimate those sent by the other party.

But now even if there is an ordinary person, Xiahou would never dare to do anything excessive.

His face is shaking now, and he is completely afraid to go to see it. The more people give Xiao Chen a gift, the more sad it is.

The more I feel that what I harvest is a pile of rubbish, the more I find a blockage in my heart.

Qi Bloodless people sent the mountain river embroidery map. It was in the rubble of the sky that several major forces competed together. As a result, all the cheap mountain river embroidery map was picked up by Heavenly Gate.

It's another treasure. The people who look at it have red eyes, and they're all hot gods.

Next, Dragon Man, the White Bone Queen of the Corpse, sent his own gift. But his gift, rather special, was a note.

It contains a message about the trail of the Desperate Throne, which was found in the sea of stars, a useful and tangible message for Xiao Chen.

“Congratulations, Miss Ben, there's nothing to give you, a soul gathering bead.” The ghost tribe sent their own greetings in front of the city.

It was understated, but it caused quite a stir.

For what purpose are soul beads gathered? When people are dying, the three souls will immediately disperse. If they gather soul beads, the soul beads will remain undisturbed for seven days.

Within seven days, if the body is not bad, it can cause a miracle of death and resurrection.

At this moment, everyone looked at Xiao Chen, one by one eyes, as if looking at a human treasure trove. If Xiao Chen was robbed, he would have earned an infinite amount of wealth.

“Master Xiao, this painting is a stranger. I asked you to pass it on to me at the King's Council. Congratulations on the King's seal. ”

A demon warrior Xiao Chen did not know came forward and handed him a painting.

Some doubtful unfolding of the painting volume, Xiao Chen slightly flashed, the painting roll only black and white color, the painting is exactly behind Nine Psychic Purgatory Nahe Bridge.

Behind the head of the hidden king, a man in blue looked at the pieces of the Six Paths of Circumference, only the back shadow, unable to see the appearance.

Other than that, there's nothing special about it, it's a very simple painting.

People's eyes were cluttered, Xiao Chen's heart was strange, but his face was silent, and he put away the scrolls. “Thank you, this painting is very important to me, I submitted it for a reason. ”

Someone laughed: "Master Xiao is polite, I just want to raise my hand. ”

Not many people gave Xiao Chen greetings, which is much colder than the havoc of the hundreds of Xiahou dynasties.

But at this stage, everyone knows that the hero of the Feng Wang Festival has gone from Xiahou to Xiao Chen in invisibility.

Or the protagonist has never changed, this is Xiao Chen's Feng Wang Festival.

When people thought that the shock was coming to an end, a gift from the Sea of Shame shook the whole place again and stunned everyone.

The new queen of the Demon Sea Hermit clan sent a king's greeting, the imperial treasure, the crown, which is the real imperial treasure, or the treasure the emperor had used in that year.

Xiao Chen took over the crown of the sea crown, although he knew that the demon face had a ring of thorns, this crown was only superfluous.

But an emperor, an emperor once used by the emperor, the demon face said to give it away.

What happened in the Imperial Palace, it seems that the other side has always felt guilty.

By contrast, Xia Hou's face is completely empty, which is a joke.

At the distant VIP table, the Phoenix Palace is warm with the wind of the clouds and the divine martial arts gate, and the face is full of palpitations.

When the three holy places intended to launch one person, Xiao Xiao Chen, they did not care because they had no ambition, so they gave way to Xia Hou Jun.

If you didn't refuse, it was you who stood on the throne. Think about what happened this summer. It's really not cold.

Wen Muyun sighed softly: “Xia Hou is a little intrigued. It is too heavy to look at these objects. If the mind is relaxing a little, with his talent, strength can go even further. ”

The wind shook his head without hesitation: “He has always been the first of the younger generations of the people. He encountered Xiao Chen, who was born in the sky, and his mentality was unbalanced. In fact, it is understandable that today's events may not only be bad for him. ”

Warm eyes swept away, calmly said: “This Xiao Chen is really strong enough, but there are too many enemies, too many sharp flashes, the king may not have no variables. ”

“What variable? ”

Warm Muyun pointed in one direction: “Look over there. The white face young man in black is Xie Zixuan, a hands-on disciple of Dongyue Ghost Emperor. Since Xiao Chen arrived, his eyes have not disappeared. ”

“On the other side, it was the Temple of the Corpse that sentenced the disciples of the Heavenly Corpse God to death. The youngest members of the corpse clan were the strongest men. When Xiao Chen did it earlier, I also noticed the killing in his eyes. ”

“There is no shortage of emperors. I still can't see through this person, I don't know what the idea is. ”

“The mountain leaning behind these three people are all the strongest in Kunlun world, ambition is the greatest, how can you look at Xiao Chen Feng Wang. ”

“Some of the other kings of the Emperor's descendants, I will not say, can he successfully get the Blue Dragon King's badge, I really don't know. ”

The wind looked in the direction indicated by Warm Mu Yun. After listening to her, a slight surprise appeared on her face. Obviously, Xiao Chen did not expect so many strong enemies.

The Emperor of Dongyue Ghost, the Emperor of the Abandoned Heavenly Gods, and the Corpse God will punish heaven, but they are all strong men of the same name as the King of Thunder. Before the Emperor came, there were no shortage of three people who did not necessarily receive the commands.

This is followed by the award of the King's Badge, which was fully recognized by the Wu Jingu Palace.

His seal name, the Blue Dragon King, was completely recognized.

Xiao Hou should definitely get this badge easily, but Xiao Chen wants to get it, I'm afraid it's a little difficult.

Prior to obtaining the badge, Wushen Palace allowed fellow martial artists to challenge the King. In general, look at the face of Wu Jingu Palace, that's the end of the point, and consult with each other.

But now the Wujin Palace, which is under the control of the Three Holy Lord, reveals that it is not quite Xiao Chen, and almost tore off his face.

Wujingu Palace, this big tree, he can no longer rely on, only on himself.

A delightful maid comes forward with a plate and a badge belonging to the White Tiger King on it. Silver flashes and the glass is a treasure of the highest quality in itself.

After her oath of allegiance, the handsome waitress picked up the White Tiger King's badge and prepared to buckle it on Xiahu's chest dress.

Once buckled, from now on, Xiahou will never be able to call himself the White Tiger King.

Boo!

The badge was thoroughly printed on the top chest, turned into a white tiger, and completely merged with the shirt. His white tiger armor has undergone a slight change, which seems to be more full of divine rhymes.

Sure enough, it is smooth to seal the king, no one comes to its challenge.

Xia Hou stood aside and glanced at Xiao Chen: “Please, according to the rules of Wushen Palace, once the king fails, all the gifts will be returned. I look forward to your wonderful expression. ”

This kind of person is always waiting to see your jokes, and as long as you fall a little, you will fall to the ground and laugh hard.

The maid brought the Blue Dragon King's badge, the blue badge, engraved with the dragon shadow, emitting a pale green treasure light, enchanted, like a dream.

Under the guidance of the old man in black, Xiao Chen completed the ceremony of oath of allegiance. The old man read a few words of red tape: “The years are long gone, the seal of the Qinglong King is dust sealed, now bestowed upon you, hope that you cherish and keep it. ”

“Humph, the name of the Green Dragon King is so noble, Wu Jingu is so casual, give a cat and dog, I will not accept it. ”

A cold drink came, a tall and powerful figure fell on the Feng Wang Tai, it was the praiser clan that was empty.

Bang

His feet landed, as if a mountain had landed, loud and loud. Dust flies, a wave of air, crackling rocks, squeezing space like a wave of water, sweeping away.

“Coming." Xiao Chen was calm as water and said secretly in his heart.

It is time to finally come, this is the King's Festival, and all the past grace and resentment will be settled.

Whoever stands in my way will be the loser in my hands, and no one will be spared if I desire to.