Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Seeing Xiao Chen enter the palace, Lingling Shui sitting in the middle revealed a slight unexpected appearance, presumably guessing what Xiao Chen had just heard outside the door.

“Xiao Chen, save some hands to kill these people. The Seven Colors are in the western waters of the Starling Sea. They are very powerful. You are going to Starling Island soon. You cannot blame them. ”

Shui Lingling's lips relaxed, muted and passed to Xiao Chen.

After all these days of persuasion, I haven't seen any concessions from these seven people. Shui Lingling was also quite angry and didn't stop Xiao Chen.

Just give him a lesson and don't kill anyone.

It is impossible to really want the other party to step back and persuade each other only with good words. You must show your strength.

Xiao Chen nodded slightly and looked up and down at the old man in the black dragon robe.

The realm of the Great Master of the Peak, the authenticity, can already begin to refine the divine law of heaven.

However, compared to the elder Han Qinghe, it was clearly worse. He had just begun refining and refining, and half of the heavenly laws did not succeed in refining.

All seven of them sitting beside each other stood up with their eyes as sharp as a blade, stabbing Xiao Xiao in the morning, wanting to see it through.

The old man in black, with a sparse beard on his chin, red and faint face, his spirit does not appear old at all. He did not feel surprised by Xiao Chen's sudden appearance, which seemed to have long been expected.

The old man in black shouted, "There's nothing wrong with your last move, but if you lose, you have to take out the crown. ”

The other six, smiling coldly, waited for Xiao Chen to answer.

“Something's wrong. These old things seem to be deliberately motivating you.” In the Immortal Spirit Ring, she stood up and warned.

Xiao Chen's mind fluctuated slightly, and she felt something was wrong as well.

“What, is that all the courage the so-called Green Dragon King has?” The old man in the green dragon robe smiled with a cold face.

"Be careful," she suggested softly. ”

“No problem! ”

When strength reaches a certain level, it can be broken, and any plot, trick or deviation will be of no use.

Within the realm of the Masters, Xiao Chen now has this confidence, and can do just fine to see what these people are really fighting for.

Xiao Chen looked up and responded directly: “If you lose, please leave Hao Tianzong too. From now on, do not appear in front of me. ”

“Rest assured, you will never have a chance to win. Remember to speak your mind and be ready to hand over the crown! ”

The old man in black laughed and walked out of the palace door, crossed a step and came to an open-air platform at the front door.

The other six people, seen from Xiao Chen's side in turn, looked at Xiao Chen, they all looked like good actors.

Coming to the front desk, the old man in black is ready and ready to go. The whole man was like a stumbling dragon, waiting for the moment to jump up and defeat Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen stood still, a hundred meters from him, and the moment his footsteps fell, his whole heart calmed down, unhappy and calm as water.

And look at you, there are plots and plots, dare to be so brazen.

The old man in black had a slightly curved corner of his mouth, revealing a slight smile and a violent dragon inside him, his eyes turning red.

The whole human momentum suddenly skyrocketed, all the way up, and directly broke through the realm of the Quasi-Emperor.

“Hey, we seven colors, all have the secret dragon trick left by the emperor that can temporarily elevate a small realm. Now I'm Junior Emperor Hu, losing and losing is like crushing a bug! ”

The wind and clouds stirred, the mood of the Quasi-Emperor, the vastness, swept away towards all sides, suddenly spread the whole inner city.

In the inner city, a disciple of Hao Tianzong appeared surprised. How could the Zhuan Emperor use force in the inner city?

Still so heavy, is there an invasion of foreign enemies, Daoist flying, rushing towards the source of the breath, quickly.

Zhuan Emperor, who can stir up one side of the wind and cloud, is rarely seen on weekdays.

Shh shh shh shh!

Shortly afterwards, hundreds of disciples parked on the courtyard wall attic, watching Xiao Chen confronting the Black Dragon Robe Martial Arts fighter below, all looking quite surprised on his face.

It turns out that Xiao Chen, who has just been sealed as King of Green Dragon, wants to do it with Zhuan Di.

Shui Lingling's face was surprised. She was about to intervene to stop it, but Han Qinghe stopped her: “Don't panic, this hypocritical emperor can't stop Xiao Chen. ”

“But this momentum and strength is no different than that of a quasi-emperor. It can definitely create the power of a quasi-emperor. ”

Shui Lingling is still worried, who can imagine that the emperor has this secret left behind, and can raise a small realm of martial artists in the vast master realm.

Han Qinghe smiled. “Rest assured, he is not a true Quasi-Emperor. He only has his watch. Dragon trick is such an anti-heavenly secret, he gets absolutely nothing but a broken book, can't get over the big waves. ”

The old man in black, a little surprised in his heart, showed himself the gesture of the Quasi-Emperor. Xiao Chen didn't change color at all, didn't panic at all, couldn't find any blossoms.

In this way, if you can't find the flaws and weaknesses at all, it may be a little difficult to win the game, and the dragon trick won't last long.

His dragon trick, just a broken version, will have a lot of after-effects. The smaller the output, the smaller the damage, the stronger the force, the stronger the self damage.

Being able to find a blossom and win easily is naturally the best outcome, but it seems a little unrealistic at the moment.

Goddamn it, we're gonna have to hit it hard.

But just when he was going to defeat Xiao Chen without looking for any more blossoms. Quiet as water, no wave of Xiao Chen, footsteps suddenly step forward.

Roar!

Stepping out, fifty heavenly dragons' fictional shadows emerged behind Xiao Chen, all yelling, the power of one dragon tens of millions of kilograms of force.

The power of the fifty dragons operated, how magnificent the waves, this foot stepped out, the ground trembled, trance, the heavens turned upside down, space stirred like water.

The old man in black, in this instant, fainted. Seeking an opportunity by Xiao Chen, the footsteps were just a punch coming over.

The blue shirt danced like a dragon, rushing to reach, like a stumbling dragon, leaping out of the sea, tending to clouds.

Returning to the old man in black, he panicked, and his accumulation of visions and scenarios was no different from Xiao Chen's.

It was also the Great Dragon stumbling, taking its depression, a black dragon shadow, behind him with his blood eyes open, leaning on the sky and whistling.

Unfortunately, one step too late, Xiao Chen grabbed him in the lead, in this two-dragon struggle, where could he be an opponent?

Besides, Xiao Chen is now sealed with the Green Dragon King, the atmosphere is lucky, and his dragon becomes the Emperor True Dragon.

Wang Dao is the king of dragons.

It's better than momentum, it's better than each other, and with more power than power, you can imagine the result.

The flying black dragon jumped out of his arms and shouted and broke up.

The dragon robe on the elderly man in black was shattered, the wounds were all over him, and there were cracked blood marks on his body surface. The whole man was blown away, almost smashed to pieces by Xiao Chen's fist, and died without a whole corpse.

One punch, one raised his head, top of his head, foot on the ground, arrogant bones, exasperated.

One fell to the ground, screaming and screaming, without any momentum.

Who's a dragon, who's a bug, at a glance.

Six other elderly people, obviously did not expect this result, Xiao Chen could also briefly improve the secret of strength. Look, that's a lot more refined than the dragon trick of the old man in black.

“Together, this guy just ran out of secrets, he must be weak, perfect timing! ”

The old man in the purple dragon robe flashed a glimmer of killing in his eyes, and the six men were extremely tacit. At the same time, they were already ready for a single blow and each made their own stretch.

So implicit, the strongest strike, all released in the middle of nowhere, if not planned in advance, no one would believe it.

Han Qinghe and Shui Lingling's smile solidified. Obviously, it was unexpected that these six people dared to kill in Hao Tianzong. They were so bold.

Shh!

They flashed and rushed over without thinking. But the other side had a premeditated plan, and although they were fast, they were still a step behind.

In my heart, I couldn't help but be very anxious. Six peak archdeacons hit together. How did Xiao Chen escape?

Six-Color Dragon Shadow, aerial whistle, in a huge crisis, Xiao Chen's eyes sinked, immobilized, one step turned, and his figure retreated towards the back.

One turn and one turn, blue shirt dancing, long sleeves, such as flowers blooming, 3,000 silk, flickering between, such as waterfalls.

There is no missing blade lane, between this rotation, it is diffused to the ultimate.

There are moons flying out of them, hundreds of miles of peach blossoms dancing, summer sunshine hanging high, autumn winds rolling with residual leaves, snowflakes floating, blue dragon shadows coming out.

There are so many visions, between footsteps, a circle is a world.

When there is no retreat, no escape, and the six-man attack is within reach.

Xiao Chen stopped walking at dawn, his eyes were as clear as the mountain spring water, the Moon Shadow Knife lay in front of him, his right hand resting on the knife handle, but it was the Blue Emperor's knife pulling technique.

Between these steps of rotation, Xiao Chen merges all the missing knives to create a wonderful view. At the end of the day, using the Blue Emperor's sword extraction technique, the blast force of the blade path is not missing, and all remains there for a moment.

The figure of Shui Ling Ling, in the middle of the sky, I don't know when has stopped, eyes disoriented, some obsessed look at Xiao Chen, what kind of knife technique is this.

Not only is Shui Lingling, Han Qinghe and other disciples of Hao Tianzong all stunned by this wonderful knife technique, no wonder.

How stunning that razor will be when pulled out!