Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The letter had just been collected and a guest had arrived in the courtyard and a variety of strange dust had rushed in.

The strange dust color is a little tired, deep in the eyes, more than tired is a heavy one.

Seeing the stranger come in, Xiao Chen's face revealed a slight smile, got up and sat him down, personally served tea and poured water, so he was entertained.

“Brother Xiao Chen, and I don't have to be so polite.” The stranger lifted the cup and sipped lightly, smiling lightly.

“I should, I owe you too much, I should do whatever it takes. ”

Xiao Chen sincerely said that the words were full of sincerity. The Dragon Gate Festival was full of strange dust and Blue and Shaobai was working on it. The busy group turned around without a moment's pause of kung fu.

Instead, the protagonist of this incident, accidental leisure, did nothing but understand the knife domain.

He tried to help but was refused by strangers and refused to let him interfere.

In fact, he also knew that it was strangers who cared for him. Strangers know better than anyone, rebuilding the Dragon Gate, the most stressful must be Xiao Chen.

Do what you can to help him. Don't let him get laid.

The stranger put the teacup down and briefly stated his intention: “Everything is ready. In three days, the sacrifice will begin. Let me tell you something. ”

Sacrifice, this is the first step of the Dragon Gate Festival. After the sacrifice of the ancestors, the door was opened to greet the guests and the Quartet received greetings.

The one who should come will come eventually, just really come, Xiao Chen still inevitably has some emotion: “Shall we begin? This is going so fast. ”

Time did pass quickly, and by reckoning, he had been in Kunlun for 14 years. When he left Xiao's house in Mo River City, the time was longer. Looking back, it was just a blink of an eye.

“Brother Xiao.” The stranger saw Xiao Chen's face was a little tranced and interrupted with a loud voice.

Xiao Chen looked back and smiled: “I know, three days from now, I will be ready, the sacrifice is a big thing, there is no need for any poor pool. ”

A glimmer of sadness appeared in the stranger's eyes: "Don't worry about the sacrificial ancestors, even if they don't know the rules, they won't mess it up at this time. After the sacrifice of the ancestors, is the opening ceremony, to accept the greetings of the Quartet, this is the key. ”

In honor of your ancestors, no one will bother you, but the parties will greet you and open the door to welcome you to such a festive event, it is not easy to say.

Xiao Chen's eyes shone a strong light: "I rebuild the heart of the Dragon Gate, and no one can stop it. ”

Three days later, the sacrificial ancestors began.

Xiao Chen was in the middle, strangers and Blue Shaobai accompanied him from left to right, followed by Yue Chenxi, Golden Scale, Little Fish and others.

A group of people came to the Green Dragon Mausoleum outside of Tianlong City.

Buried beneath the Green Dragon Mausoleum are the wreckages of the Dragon Gate Supreme, the spirits who die for the Dragon Gate.

An anonymous tablet was erected to add a solemn touch to the atmosphere.

Xiao Chen knelt down with a responsibility and a touch and knelt in front of these dragon gates.

“Once upon a time there was a Dragon Gate, sweeping across the Eight Wastes, standing in battle... Then, luck floated, the Qing Emperor crashed, the Dragon Gate collapsed, 10,000 Yearbooks, little inheritance...

At the solemn ceremony of Mu's sacrificial ancestors, an old man, with a loud voice, pronounced the glory and fall of the Dragon Gate.

It was something that most people already knew, but in a situation like this, it deeply touched everyone's mind.

In the history of the Kunlun world, no sect has ever had such a glorious history as the Dragon Gate. He swept across the wilderness and was invincible. He dared not disobey.

But such a powerful sect did not end up in the hands of the Abyss Demons. Instead, the walls were pushed down and fell into the hands of many holy places in the Kunlun kingdom.

The glory came to an end, and Xiao family was driven to the lower realm to become a small and fallen family.

To survive alone, you have to struggle with fear, and not even a few completely disengaged families can cope.

If the story ends here, I'm afraid it will only make people whine a few times, then there will be more.

After the Qing Emperor, Xiao Chen in white clothes was born across the sky. In just a few years, he won a huge prestige in the Kunlun Realm. One sweep after the other, the Kunlun mainland, all the younger generations in all directions.

Today more than ever, with great success, the state of the Quasi-Emperor prevailed over a true Wu Emperor.

After the Qing Emperor, with atmospheric luck, great prestige, to tell the world, the dragon gate that perished 10,000 years ago, today will recreate the world!

The sacrificial ancestors are carried out in an orderly manner, step-by-step according to the procedures already prepared by Blue Shaobai.

Whoa, whoa!

Pick up a pot of wine, Xiao Chen spilled all over the ground, then slowly raise the glass, behind the dragon gate system, at the same time raise the glass and drink against the Green Dragon Mausoleum.

Xiao Chen's eyes have a strong perseverance. This day has waited too long. This is a glass of wine for Yingling, the ancestor of Dragon Gate, and it has waited long enough.

“Go! You are welcome with me, open the door and congratulate Dragon Gate on rebuilding. ”

Put the empty glass on the ground, Xiao Chen turned around and took everyone to Green Dragon Square. There was an unveiling ceremony, waiting for Xiao Chen, and a storm waiting for Xiao Chen to bear.

Green Dragon Square, guest flow, Dragon Gate Grand Festival, these events have already spooked the entire star sea. Almost all the fighters who had nothing important in their hands and did not need to be shut down rushed over.

These people don't want to miss out on the rare events of the millennium.

And everyone knows that there is definitely going to be a lot of fun over the festival. Just prepare a gift and wait for the show to start.

Above the high platform, Xiao Chentian sat in the middle, looking in the square, the bustling crowd, can not see much change in the face.

Blue Shaobai has already arranged to greet these much-named local martial artists. Except for a few who are qualified to stand on this platform, no one needs Xiao Chen to greet them personally.

“Donghai Feng Bing, come to congratulate the Blue Dragon King on rebuilding the Dragon Gate and send a gift. ”

“Nanhai Rift Heavenly Gate, come to congratulate the Green Dragon King on rebuilding the Dragon Gate and send a gift. ”

“Autumn Water Palace Sect Gate, come to congratulate the Qinglong King on rebuilding the Dragon Gate, send a gift. ”

……

Congratulations are constantly coming, and gifts are casually set aside and piled up in mountains. Xiao Chen's heart was tranquil while the hustle and bustle went on and on.

Aside from meeting acquaintances, who would rise and greet each other, his eyes would always be on the dragon gate mountain medal on the high stage.

Dragon Gate Mountain Medal, made by Qingdi with Zhen Tianshi himself, at this moment is covered by a blue dragon flag. But when the dragon flag is unveiled, the mountain medal reappears, and the most critical step of the Dragon Gate Festival is complete.

Looking at the time, it was almost noon, and a few people around Xiao Chen, some were in a hurry.

Because the celestial sea guests who were supposed to be here long ago, I don't know what's going on, the opening ceremony, it's all about to start without one.

“Xiao Chen, there seems to have been an accident.” Blue, white, and anxious.

Xiao Chen's calm heart means no need to rush.

“Newspaper, the West Sea Dragon King waves, leading the Four Seas Dragon Palace, the Seven Colors Dragon Ward, the Three Great Decaying Holy Places, the Nine Wild Ancient Families... came to congratulate the Green Dragon King on rebuilding the Dragon Gate! ”

A long name, each name starts out amazingly big, it's all a one-sided hegemonic, hard to read, the voice is a little trembling.

At the entrance of Green Dragon Square, the West Sea Dragon King waved haha laughed and led a group of people, and walked over in a havoc. These people trembled on the ground with heavy footsteps and trembling.

He was forced to look sharply like a knife, pointing straight at Xiao Chen sitting in the middle of the platform!

Most notably, each of these men carries a thousand blades behind his back. Or a stone knife, or a long gun, or a sword, without exception, all made of rock.

Seems rather odd, causing people to talk.

The lively square, after the waves came in, was instantly quiet to the extreme, no one dared to speak out.

Everybody knows this is coming to smash the scene.

Looking at the West Sea Dragon King, a powerful figure, everyone felt a deep heart, under the oppression of a powerful atmosphere, there was some difficulty in breathing.

"" Xiao Chen Xiao, as you wish, this king is with all of you, on time. There seems to be something wrong, Xiao Chen, you seem to have a small ranking. Why didn't you see a nine-pin sect? The Dragon Gate revival is a little too small, hahaha! ”

In Xiao Chen's heart, it is estimated that the Nine Pin Sect invited by him should have had an accident and was stopped by the West Sea Dragon King.

But he wasn't panicking, and the waves could stop the Nine Kinds of Sect people, but the real big people, he didn't believe that they could stop him.

Xiao Chen got up and said, “I've got the seniors' hearts up. With the seniors' gang, the ranking is enough. ”

““ Since you've come, you can't come empty-handed, "cried the wave," but ask the Dragon King to give you a face and accept my gift from the West Sea Dragon Palace! ”

His voice fell, his face was heavy, he lifted up the giant stone knife behind him, carried the power of the hunger, and rushed towards Xiao Chen.

Thousands of stone knives, as big as mountains, with the power of hunger, the destructive power can be imagined.

“The Green Dragon King gave a thin noodle and accepted my five-poison gift! ”

“My gift from Tianfu Academy, the Green Dragon King must not give face! ”

“And the gift of my Sunday Star Palace, please accept it with the Blue Dragon King! ”

“The ancient family is also prepared with a generous gift, please accept it by the King of the Green Dragon! ”

Shh shh shh shh!

Among the shouts of all, there are a dozen more giant blades, with the power of the hunger, with the power of the great power, toward Xiao Chen on the high platform, to flock.

Guests on the platform, when have they ever seen such a battle, frightened white faces, run away one by one.

Each giant blade, at least by the hands of the Great Heavenly Wu Emperor, was attacked with such horror, amounting to more than a dozen Great Heavenly Wu Emperors, while striking a peak blow.

If Xiao Chen can't walk, there is absolutely no second result except the wounded can't climb up.

Looking at the giant blade that attacked, Xiao Chen's heart burned a little angrily. It had long been thought that the West Sea Dragon King would do anything to destroy the Dragon Gate Grand Prix, but did not expect it to be so direct.

An extinct storm will roar, and if it does not retreat, it will crush bones.

But he is the master of the Dragon Gate. If he retreats, the Dragon Gate Festival will be a joke.

It's a bunch of deadly gifts. You have to take them or not!