Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Above the desert island, the lightning of the stars, like rain, has not stopped since the beginning.

Purple thunder cocoons, with their initial bright colors, precipitate and turn dark purple.

All kinds of treasures in the space ring have already been sorted out, with their chin held together and their eyes never left the thunder cocoon.

“After two months, Xiao Chen's accumulation is long enough. All the water is in order. The conversion according to the divine rules of reason should have been completed long ago. ”

A little whispering, but the mind also let go, two months is enough to show that Xiao Chen Xin is not in any panic, and is in too much of a hurry.

Still seeking stability and speed, so long as there are no other accidents, Xiao Chen stepped into the realm of the Quan Emperor, it is ten to nine stable things.

If there were no accidents, Xiao Chen could almost break the cocoon in a moment and a half.

Just like that, she frowned suddenly and patted her palms gently on the ground. The whole person stood up and looked away at the past.

There are three powerful scents ahead, heading here, fast forward, each figure is no less powerful than any of the eight major city owners.

Three Junior Emperor Xiaocheng's strong men, joined forces to kill.

“It's really a good time to choose this point and do it! ”

Her delicate face was frosty and her eyes slowly brewed with killing. She reached out and inserted the Moon Shadow Knife next to Xiao Chen. She fell silently into her hands.

Looking back at the thunder cocoon, he sighed: “I knew this guy, Achievement Zhuang Emperor, definitely won't be too peaceful. ”

His body flashed, holding the Moon Shadow Knife delicately, fell beside the thunder cocoon, his body slowly dimmed, and eventually disappeared into the air, like it was really gone.

Wum!

Three quasi-directors of the South Sea Dragon Shrine, dressed in black dragon robes, converged breath, steadily landed in the desert island, eyes with a hint of excitement, looking at the thunder cocoon not far away.

“Dude, Cold Shao Fan brought the right news, this Xiao Chen is really on a deserted island within 500 miles, and even chose this time to impact Zhuan Ding. ”

The young man on the right, with a long knife on his back, laughed softly.

Lehman calluses are the symbol of the Thunder Attribute Warrior's impact on the Quasi Emperor, combining the news of cold and unusual. No need to guess, it must be Xiao Chen.

“Oh, being able to get the crown and dedicate it to the dragon king is absolutely a great feat.” The tall, skinny, dark-haired young man on the left is similarly blindfolded.

Only the gray-haired old man in the middle looked calm, silent and looked carefully and discreetly.

With his fingers raised, his fingertips emitted a cold ice sword, his sword came out, and the frost suddenly filled the ground, apparently his cold ice will reached a very high level.

Crystal swordsmanship, like the essence, the sun falls on it, infinitely shiny. Let this flashing sword look, like a light, fly out of his hand.

Hush!

Sword gas fired on the thunder cocoon, a crisp collision sound, lightning flashed, cold ice sword, turned into a smudge of water fog disappeared.

Big thunder cocoon, no tattoos moving, no dot cracks appearing.

The three of them looked incredible at the same time.

Associate Emperor with a long back knife, how to say: “What a strong cocoon, what kind of accumulation did this guy achieve before he began to impact the Associate Emperor. ”

“I'll blow him up! ”

Tall and skinny Quasi-Emperor, hot temper, one step forward, ready to kill himself.

The white-haired old man sighed: "Ping Jun, be careful. ”

“Oh, don't worry, Cheng Lao, he is now at this critical moment, even if he knows that I can wait to kill him, there is nothing he can do. Today he is dead! ”

The quasi-emperor named Ping Jun said with a careless smile.

Indeed, if Xiao Chen stopped shooting Zhuan Emperor at this moment, his previous efforts would be small, the law would go backwards and he would definitely suffer a lot of internal injuries.

In the body of weakness, there is no way to fight against the three small Zhongdi Emperors.

If you don't give up, you can only be a dead target, passively attacked, also a dead word.

Going into and out of the Valley is a dead end, with no chance of survival.

Cold Shao Fan, tens of thousands of miles apart, from mere words, pushed Xiao Chen to despair. This man's strategy can be described as no different than that of the present.

Unfortunately, all things in the world have a chance to live, a great many fifty, use forty to nine, heaven to go one, there is always a chance to stay alive.

And Xiao Chen was alive and well.

Ping Jun flashed, his body flashed red, the sky clouds rolled, and the wind made a big scene. The law of celestial status imprints in the body, a horrible force that flows out and gathers all over the body.

He flew with Heaven and Earth, merged with Heaven and Earth, and suddenly struck out with a fist.

The power that drives, it seems, drives one side of heaven and earth, all together.

This is the power of the Quasi-Emperor, returning to the real world, merging with heaven and earth, forming the laws of heaven and earth, every move can bring the strength of heaven and earth.

Looking at its horrible group, it will strike on the cocoon, and if the fierce force strikes, the thunder robbery will be torn apart.

Xiao Chen, who was in the midst of it, couldn't help but be broken and stopped impacting the Quasi-emperor, bearing the power of the law.

But in that flash of flash, in the void, a dazzling knife flashed for a moment.

In the heavenly dome, a lightning bolt appeared, the clouds covered, ten miles and eight rough, all dark.

The Pyongjun also had time to react in the future, and was slashed into his body by this razor blade, with no defensive power to escape.

“Damn! ”

His anger drinks, and at the last moment when the knife lights cut him in half, a punch is pounded on him.

kā cā!

Shenlei turned into Leipeng. As the knife and light were cut off, Ping Jun's body was cut in half, and the electro-optic burst, and then he blew it to pieces.

Zhuan Emperor Xiaocheng's Ping Army, under the sudden appearance of a delicate hand, the body cut with a knife did not exist.

The sudden mutation left the white-haired old man and another dark-haired young man unexpected, not even given a chance to rescue him.

Bearing the beating of Ping Jun before his death, the injury was not small, the body appeared slightly illusory, not like the beginning, not much like the living spirit.

But he held the Moon Shadow Knife tightly and looked at the two people in front of him coldly, guarding them beside the thunderbolt cocoon, and stayed there for half a step.

“Artifact Spirit"? ”

“There is a Zhuan Emperor's Device Spirit! ”

Both looked clearly at the situation and looked at the moonshadow knife in the palm of their hands, and their eyes became hot.

There is an organ spirit cultivated by the Quan Emperor, such a subordinate soldier, if he reaches the realm of the Divine Soldier every day, 89 out of 10 will be in the ranks of the Divine Soldier.

It was not included in the Divine Soldier List, but was also an extremely valuable divine soldier of far greater value than any other divine soldier.

“Oh, good, I'll take this knife.” Dark-haired young man smiled faintly: “The Blue Dragon King, a truly human treasure trove, not many good things on his body. ”

“You want it? ”

At this point, a dark purple cocoon appeared with a slight crack, and a shadow came out of it.

chacha cha!

The cocoon split apart and thunderbolted, forming a huge purple column of light that swept away.

Xiao Chen, dressed in white, stood in the light, the eight sides of the wind, the four sides of the cloud gathered together, body with the heavens, once the mind turned, can stir the wind cloud.

His gaze was like electricity, looking directly at the two people in front of him, an audacity of the king of the heavens, and gushed out with his gaze, like substance.

A great deal of pressure came from the old man with white hair and the young man in black, his face showing a shock, and he couldn't help but take two steps backwards.

With a glimmer of joy on his cheeky face, Xiao Chen succeeded. Twelve years on the road to life and death, he finally got on edge with the Emperor.