Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Without the thundercloud blockade, only the four guardians of the Moon Temple can stop Iron Heart to break out of An Junxi and Shui Lingling.

After all, not everyone happens to restrain An Junxi and Shui Lingling. Together, the two men can compete with the ordinary demon palace.

It's just that An Junxi's thunderbolt will hasn't broken yet, and Shui Lingling has been approached to defeat too quickly. It's not that the two of us can't do it.

After a battle, Hao Tianzong and Thunder Palace disciples finally took the lead.

Shui Lingling and An Junxi were relieved, thanks to the ice sculpture this time, if it wasn't for the ancient powerful corpse, it would be hard to say if we could rush out.

His Royal Highness the Thunder Demon's fighting power is a little too horrible, Anjoon-hee is now thinking a little frustrated.

Stu was just proud to say, "You all have to thank me this time. If I hadn't acted smartly, how could everyone have escaped the danger? ”

“What about the ice sculpture? It is the golden emperor of the peak period of martial arts. He will sleep and be taken away by the demon. He will be given a great creation for nothing.” An Jun-hee frowned.

Yeah, ice sculptures are priceless, and even for them, they're not necessarily worth much worse than Demon Sword.

The sword can only be used by demons. It is hard to say how useful it is to Kunlun's warriors.

Stu just scratched his head: “I didn't think of that. ”

Shui Lingling watched, still repressed by Thundercloud, and sighed: “In this way, Stu just left Anyan Junxi behind. Others first went back to Zong to inform him about the situation here. The three of us, see if we can get a chance to take back the ice sculpture. ”

An Junxi nodded: “This is good, the strength of the three of us, in the confusion, it is also relatively simple to want to leave. ”

Others took orders and stepped onto battleships, heading towards the Thunder Palace and Hao Tianzong.

This group just left, struggled for a long time with thunder clouds, shouted loudly. Eyebrows, purple imprints, glittering brightness, when the infinite lightning falls at the same time, the ice sculpture flies away.

After all, Xiao Chen was asleep. Although his sword was strong, it could not be controlled, and he could not really shock Thundercloud.

Thunder Cloud is also too careless. If you do everything you can from the beginning, you don't have to be ashamed of yourself.

Under this force, the ice sculpture flew out as if it were a meteor, and then a bang fell to the center of the burial dragon post.

Boom!

Infinity knife, scattered from the ice sculpture throne, only heard the storm, containing the sound of the knife bark, lifting the dust rolling.

In this chaotic burial dragon post, everyone immediately felt this thick and terrible knife.

Many warriors and demons, even under the indiscriminate radiation of this knife, were overwhelmed and bombarded.

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For a moment, everyone stopped fighting and was shocked by the blade. Squeeze your eyes and look towards the center of the rolling dust. Wait for the dust to disperse, the knife is not intentional, so you can see clearly.

“Ice sculpture? ”

“Who is this, how frozen, and such a powerful knife. ”

“I think I've seen it before. It must have been discovered on the battlefield by Stu of Hao Tianzong who had just been lifted. ”

“Just now, it seems to have suppressed one of the monasteries, it is not possible that it is a king king king at the peak of martial arts! ”

The dust-sealed ice sculpture does not see the master's appearance, and the thick ice sculpture can only rarely see the outline of a throne and a human figure. There is also the inextricable chills, which make people feel like they are far away.

Real masters, even if settled by cold ice inside and out, have a powerful temperament. Through that unblemished ice seal, people can still feel the bright light, no doubt Xiao Chen is such a person.

From the beginning of the misunderstanding to the present, everyone is convinced that everyone is attracted to the sudden appearance of this ice sculpture.

The closer you look, the more you can feel this ice sculpture. It's not just Shui Ling and Anjoon Hee. The two have a similar feeling.

Even the eighteen demons laughed at His Majesty, who had been crushed by this ice sculpture. At this moment, a little heavy divinity appeared.

“White Cold, you are the master of cold ice, can you release such cold ice? ”

A black sedan floating in the air, suddenly someone spoke, the most mysterious temple of the Eighteenth Demon Palace.

Snow Demon's cold eyes have long been attracted to this ice sculpture. Hearing the question from His Highness, he shook his head: “No, this is a means of realizing the cold ice field and practicing it for hundreds of years at least. ”

“When it's cold, I guess the real solar fire won't melt, you know. It should have been the hands of one of my predecessors from the Snowdemon clan during the Battle of the Last Hundred. ”

Cold and honest, the previous guesswork was correct, only received preconceived notions, and this ice sculpture is truly considered ancient.

As he listened to this analysis, His Majesty the Great Demon Palaces, his eyes became a little hot.

I already felt extraordinary, and the words "cold" proved my speculation even more.

But it's true, Xiao Chen's body now, and the throne, they really got it. Worth nothing less than, ancient times can come, maybe a little higher.

“Well, whoever it is first, this ancient ice sculpture must be taken by my demon clan. Do it.” In the black sedan, His Highness the Temple of Heaven, smells like a monarch, and in a word, carves the master of this ice.

Despite several objections, His Majesty the Eighteen Demons must present a leader or not the Temple of Heaven.

At once, several demons rushed towards the ice sculpture.

“This is our senior from the Kunlun kingdom and cannot be humiliated by demons! ”

At a critical moment, Chuyang stood out again, and Sima Lingxuan, who was already about to break out. I couldn't bear to hear this conversation, and my ancestors in ancient times, Energetic, have all died for so many years.

Do not enter the earth for peace, and be humiliated by the demonic people, in the Kunlun realm of descendants, no one is offended.

“Go back and help! ”

Sima Lingxuan coldly said, determined, holding a long sword, killed back.

A moment later, several more people were killed and returned, all by all sides, rising in a golden world of pride. Though invincible to His Majesty the Demon, they were unhappy in their hearts and did not work together in a way that was truly unfortunate to their own blood.

His Royal Highness, ranked high in the rankings of the Eighteenth Demon Palace, watched with cold eyes and did not make a move.

Time, in the Kunlun realm, and the battle of His Highness the Temple, mysterious ice sculpture, up and down, wandering around.

Whether it's flames, knives, swords, palm winds, or thunder falling on it. The ice seal was intact, with no signs of melting, and remained intact in intense combat.

Just inadvertently, some powerful swordsmanship will be triggered, adding to the mystery of this ice sculpture.

“Coming!”

In the black sedan, His Highness's eyes suddenly opened, saying a word without a head.

But the lightning demon palace, the snow demon palace, the shadow demon palace, the earth demon palace, the moon demon palace and several other lords, but it was instantly understood who the heaven demon palace said was coming.

“Do you want this ice sculpture?” Snow Demon Palace said coldly.

His Highness the Temple of Heaven is full of magnetic sounds, coming from the sedan: “Although the sword is more precious, none of the ice sculptures can be grabbed, how can you grab the Evil Shadow Sword! ”

“If we can't get what we like, it's too much to be underestimated by the Kunlun world. ”

“Haha, His Highness is very wary and sad that no one is practicing. ”

“Yes, in any case, the name of my temple cannot be corrupted. Take the sword, the ice sculpture is even more impermissible! ”

These highest-ranked demons, Your Highness, are all ambitious and proud, and will not easily give way to the treasures they see.

In a dim sky, a divine light came in, followed by a great light, illuminating the entire burial dragon post.

“By order of the Divine Son, all demons withdraw from the dragon post and kill whoever fails! All of you Kunlun, take my divine order and receive the refuge of the Divine Son! ”

The bright voice, the heavenly dome, a golden glow, the token of the divine alliance, falling like a rain point.

Who's here? The Divine Son Emperor is here with the Divine Alliance!