Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Wen Zi frowned slightly, some unexpectedly, what kind of demon was able to hide all his breath in the presence of many masters of Tianjiao Mountain.

Something is wrong, this demon must have a small beginning. Otherwise, it is impossible to cross the sea in secret, and cannot act in a rash manner.

“It's the devil, kill him! ”

Next to Zhao Feng, the ten new-generation swordsmen got up and pulled out the knife and split it it on the white man.

The top ten swordsmen have triple heavenly martial arts emperors as a minimum, and the highest such as the tornado and others even have five heavenly martial arts emperors to mend. The Nine simultaneously took the lead, and the King of the Seven Heavens, the Great, had to retreat from all odds and temporarily escape from the blaze.

“Careful, this demon is not easy.” Wen Zi suddenly wanted to go deeper and spoke with caution.

The white man smiled coldly, his breath was not hidden, his magic, turned into a black light, rushing to the sky. The heavenly dome, instantly, sank.

Once again, the temperature dropped sharply and the frost was everywhere. Many martial artists froze their eyebrows and beards.

After the atmosphere was not hidden, the dreaded king emperor emerged and the nine men jumped in the air, their faces changed immediately.

“Eighth Heavenly Martial Emperor. ”

“No, the King of the Nine Heavens, this is an imperial figure! ”

The Great Emperor of the Nine Heavenly Kings, the highest realm of the Emperor, is a terrible realm. There are many kings of Kunlun kingdom, but there are nine heavenly Wu emperors to fix it, hands count.

In the Abyss Demon Realm, except for the nine Demon Emperors who have the supreme cultivation, all nine have only the cultivation of the Nine Heavenly Martial Emperors.

This white man has nine heavenly cultivation, no need to guess, it must be the presence of the Demon Emperor,

“Back up, back up! ”

The wind, the wind and other nine people, frightened as death, madly retreated. Demon Emperor characters, hit them with all their strength, even if they are lucky, they will be seriously injured.

But now I know to retreat, obviously late, the white man waved and slapped.

White snow drifts, the visions come out, a snow mountain rises behind him, this one carries the power of endless cold ice.

Psst!

Nine people simultaneously spit out a breath of blood, and the skeleton in the body heard a formation of broken bones. They were severely knocked out, and many fainted on the spot.

With just one slap, he defeated the new generation of nine swordsmen. At one time, people were panicked and the scene was in turmoil.

The white man obviously did not come here to kill, glanced cold at the warmth, his feet on the ground.

A snow wave sprayed thin, forcing the warm son to swing between the knife resistance, retreating and retreating.

No one dares to help, no one dares to stop the presence of this Demon Emperor because there is only one way to die.

The next of the nine great knives of the new generation is a good example.

Time, near the sink, no one else exists. The white man moves quickly and jumps into the sink, targeting the Eternal Ice.

Ka!

But the water sometime formed a thick layer of ice, and the jumping white man passed through the foggy cold air and fell heavily on the ice.

The footsteps were slippery, tumbling between them, almost falling.

“Ice?” Snow Demon's eyes frowned steadily, and his will to snow and ice had climbed to its peak, so nobody could resist. At first glance, I noticed that the ice was a bit strange and something was wrong.

But the time was urgent, I couldn't even think about it, so I lifted my hand and shot it.

The ice breaks in an instant, turning into countless tiny pieces of ice, and the anticipated surface does not appear. Instead, the flame burst into flames. The white man's face changed slightly, realizing that the flame was not simple and hurriedly flashed away.

Fortunately, he didn't have Toda, and if he let the snow god flame pour, even if he was the demon emperor, it would take a lot of work to extinguish it.

The white man's face sank. After such a delay, he knew that he had no chance to take the ice of eternity away from his face.

Whistling heaven, will soon arrive.

He looked in the direction of the wheeled chariot, reaching out a finger, nine storms, molded in the sky, snow-capped in the sky, swept away, sealed all the roads of Xiao Chen.

Broken!

In the chariot, Xiao Chen remained stunned, single-handedly struck, seven divine soldiers, turned into a spectacle flash, and stabbed hard at the snowstorm.

Seven snowstorms broke, the rest swept, and the whole space trembled violently.

The square and round building of the sink, the collapse of a building, and terrible cracks in the ground.

Everyone looked at the scene with horror, and there was no Shadow Knife King. He dared to confront the presence of the Demon Emperor. In other words, they couldn't catch half a move.

Return to the chariot and take a step back, risking avoiding the two snowstorms that hit.

Two snowstorms collided and a shocking noise broke out, sweeping the rest of the way.

The curtains of the return chariot were all blown up, first of all Xiao Chen, the corner of his mouth overflowed with blood and suffered some internal injuries.

“Stop! ”

As the white man was about to continue to fight, a razor-sharp knife arrived, but it was a whirlwind that rushed over.

“Snow Demon Emperor, you have such a good face, you actually sneak into my dayknife hill alone.” Whirling cold voice.

When it came out, the whole scene was shocked. Turns out it was really a demon emperor who killed it.

"You're welcome," Snowdemon said faintly. "If it wasn't for your strength, the other demons would have been found close to Tianknife Hills. Why do I have to come here myself? ”

"'Come on, you've lost your chance, you're not getting the ice of eternity,' said Wuthering calmly. Ying Zongtian, and Liu Xiaoyun, the sword king, are all coming to this place. If you don't go, you can't even walk. ”

The eyes are as sharp as a knife - a coldly said whirring voice.

White clothes don't talk, they look up into the sky, and there are silent fights in the air. Two of the top Wu Emperors, have begun a fight on the King's Emperor Dwight.

Boom, boom!

Throughout Skyknife Hill, it began to tremble violently and countless buildings collapsed. The surrounding star ring, one by one, exploded, in the sky, like a giant fireworks.

Diwei is turbulent, Quartet fighters, scared atmosphere does not dare to breathe, only feel cold sweat DC, stress like mountains, do not dare to move.

Two great emperors, you come and go with me, causing tremendous changes in the heavens and the earth.

A sword linked to the heavens and the earth, the sharp sword is unstoppable and unstoppable. The Snow Demon Emperor is a powerful demon, like a blizzard and snow storm, with an icy world of hegemony.

Initially, the two banners were the same and did not give in to each other.

But an hour later, the tsunami sky gradually showed a little fatigue, this intense imperial struggle, extremely distracting.

“Master! ”

Wen Zi suddenly looked heavy in his heart and wanted to help, but under the double oppression of Wu Di, the peak of the two heavens, he could not move for a moment.

Those present started to rush, and as soon as the momentum fell into the wind, the next second could be divided between victory and defeat.

The corner of the Snowdemon Emperor's mouth curled slightly: “If it was before, I should go now. But now I've changed my mind because you... are old! ”

Kaka!

But just at this moment, at this most delicate time, the return chariot swayed for a moment.

Xiao Chen in the car, biting his teeth, tried to control his body and get rid of the oppression of the two great emperors. Chariots were shaking more and more frequently, Xiao Chen sighed lightly, and seven handles of divine soldiers landed on the ground.

The projectiles rose and went back to the sheath. Suddenly, Xiao Chen completely escaped. His eyes curled, his right hand slapped hard, and the chariot quickly rolled up.

Thousands of martial artists left without moving.

Come out.

The chariot slowly arrived, and the powerful momentum blended with the thunderous atmosphere, like a sharp blade, instantly pierced the dome.

The snowdemon emperor spit out a mouthful of blood and retreated, defeating at a time when the momentum was more critical than spelling.

“Snow Demon, get the fuck out of here!” Whispering and coldly scolding.

“Wuthering heaven, don't give me a second chance, next time you won't have so much luck. ”

His eyes looked at the chariot with great resentment, and the Snow Demon Emperor walked away without daring to stay.

After his complete departure, a little blood spilled over the corner of his mouth and his footsteps swept back several steps.