Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

But sometimes there's only one chance, and by the time you wake up, the opportunity is long gone.

Qin Lao weird is a night of repentance. He can only look at the cliffs and be foolish. Now he understands. He didn't come to rob the knife at all, he just came to see it.

He was ridiculous, and ridiculed the Shadow Knife King.

After seeing the swordsmanship thought by the Shadowless Knife Wang Bandit, Qin Lao Wei was oral to the heart, and the sound of the senior couldn't help but speak out.

There are no more obvious boundaries between the world of strength theory and the division of the descendants of the predecessors. Low strength is called high strength seniors, even if they are older than others, there is nothing wrong with that.

“The Shadowless Knife King, it is unpredictable. ”

Qin Lao weird glanced at the body of the royal son of the Blood Demon Temple on the ground and his face slightly changed.

The blood demon's people died here. Someone will definitely come after him. He can't continue to live in this place. We have to hurry.

After his body flashed and rolled up the bodies of the two disciples on the ground, Qin Lao Monster jumped in the air and jumped directly off the cliff.

Man is old and sophisticated, and indeed thoughtful.

But for half a day, the four demons who had fled arrived with a young man wearing a bloody golden robe.

“Wang Tianzhang, this is how Boss Qin died. Without blocking a move, he was nailed to the ground and had no chance of survival. ”

The Blood Demon Palace is honored by His Highness, who is followed by a Patriarch, strong in strength, who is generally the top expert of the elderly.

Beneath the Patriarch, are the four great protectors. All four great protectors are the royal children after the defeat of His Majesty the Competitor. None of their strength can be diminished. Except for the mighty Protector, in the Temple, it can be said that there is second only to His Highness.

Fortunately, the old Qin monster ran fast. Otherwise, the guardian would have to give him two lives here.

“Shadowless Knife King, it's him again! ”

Blood demon palace protects the king heaven, his eyes flashed with a strong murderous breath, said silently.

There are countless demons who have died in the hands of the Shadowless Knife King over the years. And they were all extremely decisive, indifferent, horrible, with little room for discussion.

All the great demon palaces put this man on the Must Kill list. The head of the divine dragon is not seen in the tail of this man.

Hands don't stick knife, people don't leave a picture, never get out of the car, without a trace.

There is so little real information about him that even if there is an ambush, no one can be found.

“Wang Zhuangfa, next month there will be a knife ceremony, Shadowless Knife King should also go, do you want to...”

Wang Tian shook his head: “No, the Shadow Knife King is a headache, but he has not proactively killed the Demon Man. It is not the biggest trouble. This time, we can't mess up steps because he's a Shadowless Knife King. ”

“Master Defender, the Watermoon Alliance people are here. ”

In the distance, a battleship flying the flag of the Water Moon Alliance travelled through the clouds and quickly flew towards the area.

Wang Tian grinned: “What a quick move. Let's let you jump for a few days. Let's go. ”

This magic, mysterious smile, with four demons, left successively.

In the great era, the winds rose and clouds surged, and there were dark currents at every moment. A plot against all sides of the Kunlun realm was slowly laying out.

Regardless of how the game came to pass, and by whom, Shadowless Knife Wang Xiaochen, in this round, it was just rubbing shoulders, and rushed away.

After leaving Light Cloud City, Xiao Chen headed north and slowly landed under a remote plain in Tianwu territory.

On the back of the black throne, with seven divine soldiers, he drifted away from the stars.

Why a chariot becomes a throne, for reasons that are simple, is a long and complex process.

In Xiao Chen's realm, the original Dragon Chariot will certainly not be able to keep up with his repairs. In order to do so, it must be improved and refined again.

Xiao Chen has been doing this for two years on Starling Island, putting seven sins in succession, the return flag into the chariot, forming a top imperial treasure.

It's extremely difficult to refine.

Fortunately, Xiao Chen was in a depressed mood for two years. After jumping off Emperor Road, he was somewhat disinterested in martial arts for a long period of time.

The whole time was spent on it, and the whole person forgot my input, plus Xiao Chen's wisdom.

It took two full years to successfully refine and name the tank. There are two forms, one is chariot, preferring long haul and cultivation to conceal the atmosphere.

The shape of the throne is more combat-oriented, which not only adds momentum, Dewey, but also has many wonderful uses.

As for the two quasi-emperor dragons, Xiao Chen was constantly nourished with dragon soul for two years, dragon gas wash, dragon blood refiner, has changed.

At this moment, the sky is gloomy, and above this deserted plain, no one can be seen.

The black throne slowly descended, as if it were the true Son of Heaven, King's Landing. On vast lands, countless spiritual beasts, shaken by a powerful, deterrent Cesar, can't even run.

Xiao Chen waved with his hands. Many spiritual beasts, such as those who were pardoned, aroused the dust and scattered.

Until the spiritual beast is completely empty, the whole wilderness is completely silent, even the wind can not move, forming a strange scene.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes and fell into contemplation, remembering the years of dripping, the scene of dealing with many knives appeared.

Among these people, there are more than 500 elderly people, there are no more than 100 years old Wu Emperors, there are men and women, there are ghosts and demons, the only common denominator is knives.

qiāng qiāng!

After not knowing how long, Xiao Chen's arrogant blade ejected out, then a handlebar soldier, connected out of the sheath.

Xiao Chen, who closed his eyes, made a random row, fingering the soldier, was deployed. Out of the dirt, he walked out of the shadow of seven men, each carrying a divine soldier to practice the knife technique.

Two years ago, Xiao Chen's Purple Thunder had definitely broken through to the ninth place, recognizing the power in the sea and improving it again.

Spiritualize, be more responsive, do as you please. Refers to the realm of air as a soldier, which has been cultivated and can be carried out by reaching out.

Seven shadows of man, surrounded by the throne, each carrying out swordsmanship, infinite knife light, corresponding to each other, this ups and downs.

But in my mind, there are too many images in mind, and the seven figures are obviously not enough.

In the Qian Kun ring, he flew out a handlebar knife, drew a row of hands, and jumped in the air seven, seven, seven, forty-nine shadows. After catching the knife, he landed and started practicing.

With the images in Xiao Chen's brain, the flashes are getting faster and faster, above the deserted plain. Those who possess long swords, ten to one hundred, one hundred to one thousand, and one thousand to another.

Above the wild and vast plain, for a time, the knife is bright, and the intersection is brilliant, showing a huge 10,000 people practice knife map.

Above the ground, between the hidden and the hidden, a huge Yin-Yang Taiji map emerges.

Thousands of knives unknowingly split in half and stepped into the yin and yang. Five thousand knives are yin, five thousand knives are yang, the movement is slowly unified.

Yin and Yang spinning, one dragon each, the original chaotic 10,000 knives, look in secrecy. Seems to be a man practicing knives, two dragons flying up and down, if hidden.

Between the two of us, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and instantly fixed the image.

Xiao Chen spent two years refining the throne beneath him and also thought of his own way. No matter how he changes, Fairy Path, Buddhist Path, Martial Path, Demonic Path, his path never changes, it is the supreme path.

With a wheeled chariot, he can travel thousands of miles a day and cross the heavenly martial arts in one day. For three years, he traveled north and south, traveling half the way to Kunlun, visiting many knives.

This is the most intuitive harvest in front of the Tai Chi two instrument array, the Tai Chi two instruments, the two instruments give birth to four elephants, the four elephants give birth to eight gossip, the eight gossip give birth to everything.

Two instrument knife arrays, just the first step in the Tai Chi knife path, with four elephants behind, gossip, everything.

chacha cha!

A shadow of a knife, turned into dirt, a handle knife, into the Qian Kun precept. The deserted plains are once again calm, with only seven knives remaining, holding seven counts and defending seven positions on the throne.

Xiao Chen's eyes fell on a knife on the throne. Seven sins were good, but all he loved was the moonshadow.