Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The power of fifty dragons, what kind of concept, the power of one dragon is tens of millions of kilograms of force, the power of ten dragons is 100 million kilograms, the power of fifty dragons is 500 million kilograms of force.

Even the Supreme Archbishop, like Elder Han Qinghe, has begun to refine the laws of heaven and transform the laws of heaven into existence.

Xiao Chen also had confidence to punch and explode. By this time, he was invincible to the Grandmaster and had reached wireless proximity.

No matter what kind of great master practiced, Xiao Chen had confidence to win as long as he did not reach the realm of the Quasi-Emperor.

After refining a hundred drops of dragon marrow, Xiao Chen took out a mountain river embroidery diagram, which is a leftover fairy.

For a warrior, it takes time and effort to transform it into a secret treasure before he can move his spiritual strength forward and use it with ease.

For Xiao Chen, there is not so much trouble.

He has plenty of energy, and the divine mind can go directly in, and the spiritual mark can be used immediately.

Expand the mountain river embroidery map, only the painting shows mountains with water, white clouds floating, rivers and rivers, Wanli rivers and mountains between the paintings.

God realized that Xiao Chen entered the inner world of the scroll, where he saw the spiritual imprint left by his former master.

It has been 100,000 years since the demise of the Sendo Era, and can remain the spiritual mark of the scroll. Though faltering, the appearance of extinguishing at any moment did not dissipate.

It is conceivable how powerful the previous owners of the paintings have been.

Immortal cultivators arrive in the Yuan Baby Realm, behind them are infant transformation, deification, great multiplication and practice, ferry and then become immortal monarchs, flying to the Immortal Realm.

Looking at the spiritual mark in front of this eye, even in the past hundreds of thousands of loads, the spirit light is still present, the Immortal Soul is immortal. The previous owner of this painting volume, feared to have the power of the Immortal King.

The weakest immortal monarch possesses the power of the King, transcending the circle, with heaven and earth, immortal and indestructible.

Of course, the Immortal Dao is destroyed, the Immortal Realm is non-existent, the circle is broken, and the Immortal has long lost its ability to live forever.

With the advent of the era of martial arts, there are no fairies in the world, only the exclusive dignity of martial arts. Even with the reinvigoration of the immortal monarch, it is no match for the peak of the Supreme Wu Emperor.

This spiritual mark is an elderly figure of fairy wind bones, with a faint light and long gone wisdom. Xiao Chen can brand his spirit with a touch.

Rub!

Just as Xiao Chen was preparing to do it, the old man in front of him suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes blossomed, and a hegemonic god flew in, following the spiritual traces left behind, he actually entered Xiao Chen's sea of knowledge.

“Hahaha, it's been 100,000 years and my husband didn't think of it. One step at a time left a backhand to live another era. ”

This divinity hegemony is infinite, Xiao Chen's heart panicked, felt powerless to the contrary, the divinity swallowed each other, dissipated a little.

How can it be like this? Never heard of the spiritual imprint left in the fairy magic treasure. There will also be wisdom.

When the Immortal Path was destroyed, all the immortals had long since died, and the spiritual imprint left behind had long since lost their spiritual wisdom with their own death.

Even if not dead, a hundred thousand years of light and shadow is enough to destroy any spiritual imprint of wisdom.

What happened all of a sudden was utterly unthinkable.

“Even if you're the Immortal King, you can't eat me. Get out of here! ”

The thunder is immortal, the will persists, the sword is indestructible, and there is no match!

In distress, Xiao Chen stabilized his mind, hidden in the sea of awareness thunderbolt, rushed out.

Immortal and long-lasting thunderous will, the soul of the swordsman at its peak, the time thunderbolts, illuminating the entire sea of knowledge.

“The Thunder Fairy's destruction of Thunderbolt is not a copy, but it is enough to destroy my wretched soul, damn it! ”

A terrible scream sounded, and under the lightning of infinite swordsmanship, the old man, who was supposed to break bamboo, broke away a little bit.

When it was completely dismantled, Xiao Chen stopped at dawn, an antique of the Immortal Age with many secrets.

A rare opportunity, even at a little risk, Xiao Chen wanted to get some information from him.

The painful howling stopped, the old man's consciousness turned into a human figure, shaking weakly in one corner of the sea of knowledge.

Xiao Chen asked coldly: "Tell me what you want to know, I will save your life and let you live another life. ”

“Hahaha, live another life, you think too much, the fate is hard to disobey, no one can live another era. It's impossible, so you don't have to threaten me, because I'm going to smoke away. ”

The old man had a strong desire for survival. After seeing Xiao Chen's thunderbolt, he disappeared at all, as if appointed.

Mumbled in his mouth, "It's hard to disobey, it's hard to disobey!"

Xiao Chen puzzled: “Since you still have the wisdom, I will find you an ordinary person with no mental ability to take possession of it, but you can do it. ”

“You think I've waited 100,000 years for a man with the power to enter the mountain river embroidery. ”

“Do you think it's a coincidence that a ruin thunderbolt just happened to exist? Even if it were another person, there would be all kinds of accidents and failures to take possession, which is a destiny that cannot be violated at all. ”

“Ridiculous, I thought it was ridiculous to happen to have left a drop of fairy blood with it, to live another life, and to wait a hundred thousand years in agony. ”

The old man's voice was weak, making his tone sound even more sad.

“Take this embroidery of the mountain river. Many royal fairies were extinguished in the Holocaust. I didn't expect this little thing to stay in my heart for so long. ”

Xiao Chen looked at the light on the elderly, and became faint. He had to rush to ask: “Old seniors, meeting is the fate, can you tell the younger generation, the Immortal Dao Era is so powerful, the Immortal Monarch can live with the world, the Immortal Journal can pick the stars to take the moon, the Immortal King can change his life against the sky, why is it so ruined? ”

“Meet is the fate? Oh, you little Yuan Baby Master, ask what this is for. ”

“The so-called extremes of prosperity and decay, of life and extinction, of more than one turn. There is no one in the world who can grow and flourish. This is the way of heaven. This is the life of heaven, and no one can change it. ”

“How formerly the Immortal Realm of Kunlun regained its strength, presiding over the cosmic starry sky, the origin of the 3,000 great worlds. So what? In the end, it is also a place of desperation, the immortal realm is extinguished, and Kunlun is also a place of exile...”

The old man's voice grew weaker and weaker until, finally, it disappeared completely.

He didn't have much to say, but the news could be revealed, but the stones broke, causing Xiao Chen's heart to turn up a huge wave for a long time.

The three thousand worlds that the old man said were definitely not the heavenly dome where Xiao Chen was, it was just the capital of Xianjuncao, and beyond Kunlun, there was a wider world.

Kunlun, originally the central world, the place of origin of the universe, has also become a place of exile.

The figure of the old man slowly became nothingness, leaving only a little green light floating.

Xiao Chen's hands sucked and swallowed up the green dot. No other message existed in the green dot. All the information stored was about the embroidered map of the mountain river.

The mighty of this Immortal Age have been completely extinguished, without any mark, and remain in this era of martial arts.

Leaving his spiritual imprint, Xiao Chen Goddess withdrew from the mountain river embroidery map, leaving a blood imprint in the palm of his hand according to the way the old man left it.

Mountain river embroidery, rapidly shrinking, into the palm of the left hand, the palm of the palm of the mountain sometimes has water, the river is taunting, self-diffracing into a vast small world.

Thoughts fluctuated slightly, mountains receded and palms recovered as usual.

The magic burns, the mountain river shows, Xiao Chen Xin can move the mountain river and control the lightning flashes.

He couldn't help but show a little joy on his face. If he trapped a man in this mountain and river map, he really couldn't escape from his palm.

As the magic passed away like water, Xiao Chen felt dizzy for a moment and was afraid to move the mountain river embroidery map and put it away.

If the fairy strong left behind in the mountain river diagram, it can only be used as an insert in the conquering fairy, what to do and what to do.

Whether it is the place of exile or the so-called Great Age Robbery, it is too far away from Xiao Chen at this time, like a myth, it seems too slim.

Footsteps, you still have to be on the ground, step by step to improve your cultivation.

Until the day climbs to the top, all fog will naturally dissipate.

Xiao Chen then took out the crown of the crown sent by the demon face, the color of the face is quite complicated.

This is a complete imperial treasure, more precious than the mountain river embroidery, after all, the latter is only a leftover fairy and far less attractive to the warrior than the imperial treasure.

The demon face kindly gave this Emperor to himself, but it also caused a huge trouble, and Wu Di might not care much. But any person who is a quasi-emperor will surely feel for it.

Shh!

A distant figure flew in, Xiao Chen turned his back and put the crown of the sea into the Qian Kun ring. The visitor is Han Qinghe, who is ready to retreat and impact the path of the Quasi-Emperor.

Xiao Chen's heart sinks, what a big thing, will elder Han Qinghe, such a great master who is ready to retreat was astonished.