Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

“Senior Shadow, we're going to the sink. Do you want to pay together? ”

Wen Zi rushed over and said to Xiao Chen in the car, interrupting his thinking.

Xiao Chen shook his head slightly and put away the Moon Shadow Knife. "Brother Wen can call me Shadowy. The fame of the sink is far and wide. Naturally, I will go to see it. ”

Wen Zi smiled slightly: “Then I'll lead the way for you. ”

Wen Zi rolled over on his horse, and after the chariot's turn followed closely, the latter followed a long team, all with an exciting expression.

Thanks to Xiao Chen's appearance this time, otherwise Tsunami Tian would certainly not allow so many people to go to the sword sink at the same time.

Pool knife pool, Xiao Chen has heard of it in the morning, if it comes, you must not miss it. Seven Divine Soldiers wash thoroughly, the quality can still improve one level, especially the Seven Divine Soldiers or the whole set.

All elevated by one level, united, not much worse than the fear of the super gods.

Too bad Moon Shadow Knife can't pull it out, otherwise it will be perfect.

Can't be too obsessive. Xiao Chen spoke to himself in his heart and took out another thing to look at.

It was a token full of seriousness, with a simple engraving of a knife on it, and it didn't explain much to him.

But Xiao Chen can guess, this should be some inheritance between the knife kings, a generation of knife kings passed on.

If anyone defeats him and takes the Knife King seal, this token has to be arched, which is a ritual that every generation of Knife King must abide by.

Think about it, Xiao Chen condensed the divine consciousness into a line, intending to explore this token carefully.

Upon entering, Xiao Chen felt a tremendous suction, as if to drag his entire soul into it.

After a whirlwind in the sky, Xiao Chen saw a deserted world, the sky chaotic, and a void under his feet.

Looking forward, Xiao Chen walked forward with a hint of doubt as there was a palace of recovery in the distance.

“Pan Emperor Palace! ”

Close, Xiao Chen looked at the plaque on the palace and muttered.

“Hello, young man who inherited the title of His Royal Highness the Knife King. ”

The sudden sound of Xiao Chen shocked Xiao and hurried back, which led to the discovery of a young girl with arms around her, floating in the air.

Xiao Chen frowned: “Who are you? Where is this place. ”

“I am the knife king, you can call me Light Cloud, this is the world within the Pan King's knife order.” Girls are light clouds, no haste, no irritability, "she said.

It is not surprising that the master of each generation of knife orders, when he first comes here, will have this expression, seeing too much.

“Who is Pan Wang and what does he have to do with Tsubaki Senpai? ”

"" You have so many questions, "said Qingyun." But as the new owner of Pan Wang's knife, I have an obligation to tell you. Pan Wang is the man who forged this order. He is regarded as the first king of the Kunlun kingdom of swords, and Jiaotian is one of his heirs. ”

Anyone who can forge a knife order must be a master of the generation, no doubt.

Never heard of Pan Wang in history. Has this Pan Wang also left the land of exile and erased his mark in the world?

But now, instead of thinking about it, Xiao Chen pointed to the door of the palace: “I get it, then open the door for me. ”

Qingyun shook his head: “I can't do this. You have to open this door yourself. You only have to step into this palace to be the master of the Knife King. Now, it's just a qualification, and it's all up to you. ”

Xiao Chen did not hesitate, took a few steps forward, pushed hard.

Tap!

Huge forces bounced back, painfully making him want to vomit blood, had to get serious.

Light Cloud explained: "Don't try, you can't push unless your strength reaches the Nine Heavens Wu Emperor. ”

Xiao Chen was not depressed, just said: “What's in it? ”

“Nothing, a lightning battery left behind by Pan Wang can constantly raise the knife area of the knife. There are also statues of the will of successive knife kings who can fight and practice martial arts. And the Enlightenment Tabernacle, which helps knives to realize the power of knives."

“Wait, you said the power of the knife, wasn't that it? ”

Xiao Chen interrupted her. In the knowledge of the sea, the bright light appeared in the palm of the palm of the hand. Each point was as bright as a small sun, a total of ten channels. This is the power of Xiao Chen's knife.

The face of the light cloud showed a surprised expression: “You are a genius, no wonder Xiaotian is willing to give you the knife king's order. Only three knife kings in history realized the power of the knife. You could have realized the power of the knife without entering the palace. ”

“Though it's just a prototype, being a complete knife means day in and day out, and it doesn't look like this knife will be of much use to you. However, you should practice well, push open the palace door early, I can use this power to succeed in retreating. ”

Xiao Chen withdrew from the order of the Knife King and tasted what Qingyun had said. It seems that this is the advantage Xiaotian senior said.

The emperor was a little mysterious. Before him, there were people in Kunlun who were able to understand the power of the knife, and obviously went further than him.

The temperature in the air suddenly dropped, and the temperatures in front of him suddenly rolled down the horse, which should have reached the sword sink.

Xiao Chen lifted the curtain cloth and a small pool not far away appeared in view. The water is cold, slightly dull, and impervious.

“Senior Shadow, please put. ”

Wen Zi turned around and made a gesture to the chariot.

Boom!

Seven Divine Soldiers came out of the sheath simultaneously, turned into flowing light, and plugged it towards the pool. Xiao Chen felt his soul trembling and his whole body was so smooth that it was stronger than it was when the realm was raised.

More pleasantly, his seven Divine Soldiers, in the sink, roamed up and down, completely out of control.

Ice of eternal marks, truly subtle.

It was not long before the Divine Soldier began to sink, with all kinds of impurities constantly peeling over the surface. By the time it was inserted into the bottom of the water, it had become radiant and radiant.

“That's enough.” Wen Zi said softly, seven handfuls of divine soldiers, shouting, jumping out of the water.

The knife is covered with cold ice, which slowly melts under the refraction of sunlight. Until it melts completely, the knife is shiny and dazzling. The inherent divine power, the oppressive nature of man, prevails.

“The sword wash basin is certainly not a false name. The Shadowless Knife King's Divine Soldier has increased its power by at least 10%. ”

“My knife is not a divine soldier, I raise it by 35%, it seems fine. ”

The group of knives waiting in the rear, looking at the effect so obvious, were all excited.

Xiao Chen was satisfied that the knife was sheathed, the chariot moved and gave way to the rear.

“We can only accommodate ten knives at a time, please line up in order, don't rush, all in one piece.” Wen Zi waved, letting the ten new generation knives come forward while controlling the scene.

“Friends, stay in line. ”

A man in plain white could not resist curiosity and staring at the water.

“Hey, hey, you hear me? Let's get you in the back.” Zhao Feng couldn't help but pat this man on the shoulder.

But the white man didn't listen, didn't turn back at all, muttered to himself: “The ice of eternity, the wonders of the heavens and the earth, actually used to wash the knife, is a waste. ”

“Do you hear me or not! ”

Zhao Feng intensified his tone and said with some anger that he was ready to do it if he didn't leave.

But the mutation occurred, and suddenly he was shocked to find that he slapped himself on the arm of the white man's shoulder, sometime without intuition, frozen by a cold frost.

“Young man, you have so much courage, no one has dared to pat me on the shoulder for years.” The white man turned around and smiled slightly, but the cold smile made people chill.

Scared Zhao Feng and hurriedly retreated, quickly chopping off his arm.

Knock, knock, arm down, like ice, smashed into pieces.