Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Where's Xiao Chen? His way, what is it?

No one knows, no one pays attention, except those who know their friends. Now in this world, who remembers the Green Dragon King who five years ago was unmatched and could not lift his head all the way to Kunlun's younger life?

In the vast heavenly martial arts of the Kunlun mainland, there are eighteen provinces in the south alone. One province is comparable to the area of the entire Qin kingdom of the heavenly dome.

Originally Haotianzhou, it was the most prosperous and prosperous of the 18 southern states.

But a war between the Divine Alliance and Hao Tianzong turned this Hao Tianzhou into a complete land, after the war. Many mountain river landscapes have changed, mountains have been razed to the ground, cities have been turned into wilderness, plains have become deserts.

There are many more unjust souls who have died in the war, floating all year round in this ruined land, no matter where you look at it, it is not suitable for long-term residence.

After the Great War, Zongtian, with no strength, let the whole of Haotian City fly away and moved out of Haotianzhou. This rubble, which remains uninhabited, has become even more desolate.

The original city of Starfire, now a graveyard, is buried with a huge number of Wu Emperors, and a larger number of Quasi-Emperors, as well as Wu Sheng.

The five great tribes, all of them, people, demons, ghosts, corpses, and gods are all here, leaving countless bodies behind.

The only somewhat popular place in Haotianzhou today is here. Often, relatives and friends of the deceased, disciples, come to the sacrifice.

Starfire sky, always bloody, dim light, in the sky, from time to time will fly over a group of bloody crows, said to be the sin of King Qinglong Xiaochen.

If we are to come here to celebrate, we must be careful, and these bloody crows are extremely dangerous. After getting caught up in it, the great heavenly Wu Emperor, couldn't get away.

There have even been, the great heavenly Martial Emperor, the example of being eaten alive by blood crows, which is terrible.

On this day, in Starfire, a group of people came along with sacrifices. Three men and two women, except for the leading men, there is a small celestial Wu Emperor's cultivation, but the four surprised encounters are no more than the Quan Emperor's cultivation.

“Brother Feng, a large group of blood crows just flew by, we have two hours to go in to celebrate the master. ”

A skinny little man who went to look into the situation still had a bit of naivety on his face, and his body flew back agile and said to the leading man.

The leading man, named Ling Feng, looks handsome, but looks like he's in his 30s. At a young age, he reached the cultivation of the heavenly Wu Emperor, which should be the first show to erupt in the Golden Age.

Similar backwards shows, many in this golden world, unknown before the Emperor, after the Emperor, a shock.

“Brother Feng, can we go in now?” A girl next to me, with tears in her eyes, said: "It's Father's Day, it's getting dark, I don't want to miss it. ”

Other companions also looked at Ling Feng, obviously led by him.

Above the rubble, Ling Feng did not speak, picked up the knife and stood up looking west. In that very distant sky, beneath the clouds of blood, a ray of sunshine can be seen.

“Wait a minute, there have been demonic warriors who have been hunting for blood crows lately, and it's not good to meet them.” Ling Feng is not very old, but he is very stable: “Xiao Liu, go around and take a look, remember to be careful. ”

“Well, listen to Brother Feng. ”

Little Six laughed and went out.

“Brother Feng, with your strength, there is no need to fear the demonic warriors. The Martial Emperor of Triple Heaven is not your opponent. The Demon Warrior will surely come and die as many times as possible. ”

“Yeah, even the winds and clouds of our natural martial arts say that you are the last talented knife in the natural martial arts, no less than after the Knife King. ”

My companions don't think so. They have a lot of confidence in Ling Feng's strength.

Ling Feng smiled and did not speak. He had met a true master and knew the difference between himself and those old knives. He will not despise his talents, look down on himself, be arrogant and look up to himself.

As for the Demonic Warrior, if he were not a warrior of the Demonic Emperor, he would not be afraid.

If you're not afraid of 10,000, you're afraid of being cautious.

An hour later, when the sky was about to fall completely dark, Little Six returned, and no figure of the demonic warrior was found.

Ling Feng took the lead, decisively said: “Go, we only have one hour, a little speed. ”

“No, there's still an hour and a half before the bloody crow comes? ”

“Careful, I don't feel right.” Ling Feng did not turn back, nor did he explain much.

After a moment, Ling Feng stopped and looked forward with some stunner.

In front of the horizon is a heartbreaking cemetery, in the dark light, a headstone, standing in the wind.

Blood cloud in the sky, all graves, in a light blood screen.

In the distance, it's like a blood grave, standing in ruins.

When the wind blows, it brings a cold, refreshing smell, and in seclusion, you can hear a slight wail of unjust souls, hiding in the wind.

Several walked forward, strolling in the graveyard, the altar above the tombstone, striking.

“My father Liu Xue's tomb, at the invitation of his best friend Hao Tian, came to guard Hao Tianzong and died for Xiao Chen's protection! ”

“Master Oriental Jing died for Xiao Chen's protection at the invitation of his best friend Hao Tian's Supreme! ”

“Uncle Whitewood, … died for Xiao Chen's guardian! ”

“Zhang Feng, Six Heavenly Martial Emperors of the Divine Dao Alliance, died in the Mixed Wars as a result of Xiao Chen's ferry! ”

“Died for Xiao Chen's protection! ”

“He died in the midst of a war over Xiao Chen Tu! ”

Xiao Chen! In each tombstone, Xiao Chen was dramatically outlined with blood.

Blood stands for unknown, blood stands for hatred, blood stands for anger.

Hate, unknown, anger, seems to be buried with the martial artist, silent accusations against Xiao Chen.

Although this is not his first time here, Ling Feng is still shocked by this, it is hard to imagine that he will die because of so many Wu Emperors.

It is even harder to imagine that when there was only one step left in the Empire Road, that Qinglong king, like the sky and the sky, would jump off the Empire Road without hesitation.

Ultimately, what kind of person is that?

“Master Cemetery is here. ”

Several people stopped in front of a grave, above the tombstone, writer Yanagihara's grave, died for Xiao Chen's protection.

The girl next to Ling Feng, after seeing the tombstone, the tears in her orbit could not bear to flow down.

Everyone else here is a tombstone owner's disciple, all in a very heavy mood, difficult to suppress.

“Master's death is really worthless, for a loving widow, for the protection of the law. ”

“Even pushing Teimon can finally live up to the master's kindness, but this man jumped at the last step. ”

The deceased's disciple obviously had a strong hatred for Xiao Chen and was reluctant to even mention his name.

Ling Feng frowned and looked around. “Time is up, we're leaving. ”

“Brother Feng, let me stay with my father.” Liu Yun, the daughter of the deceased, looked to Ling Feng to plead.

Ling Feng couldn't bear to look at the girl's eyes and sighed: “Then stay for a bit. ”

A minute later, when the people were ready to leave, a few crows rang from the sky.

“Blood Crow! ”

Five people's faces changed at the same time, how can there be blood crows flying at this time?

Ling Feng's eyes glanced up and looked up. Unexpectedly, behind the four or five blood crows, there was a man chasing after him with a smile.

Closer and closer, the magic of the man is becoming more and more apparent, and this is a warrior of the blood of the demonic kingdom.

Puchi!

A ray of blood was emitted, five blood crows were passing by, and a sin spread, pouring into the men of the blood tribe and being refined by them.

“Comfortable, refine some more sins, my Blood Shadow Gong, and you can go even further! ”

Blood men laughed and suddenly their eyes swept away and fell on Lingfeng's people.

And Ling Feng also happened to see the purple mark of this person's eyebrows, his heart suddenly subsided, the children of the demonic realm royal family.