Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Light!

In the vast space of endless darkness and infinity, this is the only gleam that exists in heaven and earth.

For the darkness, he lit the spark of the night, brilliant.

For the many holy princes who compete for the fire of the gods of nothingness, the glow of warmth is also a cold light.

Block them, everyone, and seize the cold light of the Blasphemous Fire!

Xiao Chen raised the red blood battle flag, and the heavens and the earth were everywhere. There was constant power of the false gods. He was held over him, and the bears burned.

All over the heavens and the earth, echoed by Xiao Chen's afterglow, he appeared with an ever-increasing power of the Void God.

“The Power of the Void God! ”

“Come on, come on! Stop him, or no one can stop him! ”

Yan Zhe lost his voice and roared. His body was amplified. A sacred will burst out of his eyebrows towards Xiao Chen to crush the past.

Boom!

Xiao Chenton felt a great deal of pressure, which came from the soul will of the Holy Spirit, compared to the soul will of Xingjun.

Absolutely at a higher level, as the saints appear, only I am the supreme.

Under normal circumstances, this sacred will alone can raw suppression of Xiao Chen.

Let it not move, the body of the soul is uncontrolled, let it be slaughtered, there is no counterhand power.

But now Xiao Chen is burning in flames, and the power of the phantom god is pouring from all sides, like a moth.

The power of the illusory god on Xiao Chen's body is becoming stronger and stronger from weakness.

“Broken for me! ”

Red blood battle flag rolled in his hand, Xiao Chen stabbed, only heard a click.

Yan Zhe's holy will, the pressure, gradually diminished, finally Xiao Chen shook back.

“Together! ”

Other holy priests never dare to hold hands again, and the heavens and the earth begin to shake violently at all times.

The holy will of the three great pirate regiment leaders, as well as the holy will of the three great demonic sects to lead the elders, and the scattered sacred will of Yan Zhe, Chai Lao, etc.

Overlapped and turned into a horror statue, falling on Xiao Chen's head.

Want to extinguish the flames on Xiao Chen's body and completely suppress the power of the false gods on his body.

Almost ten times the will of holy pride came, Xiao Chen felt a great deal of pressure, and the flame burning on his body was suppressed.

At the foot of the stone column, a slight crack appeared, slightly trembling.

Xiao Chen bit his teeth and held on, holding the red blood battle flag in his hand, under tremendous pressure, suddenly waved.

For a moment, the clouds of heaven rolled up like a mountain crying out at a tsunami.

The entire space, as if it had become a sea of substance, the waves rolled over, and a sacred dignity was retreated several steps.

The momentum slowed, Xiao Chen was about to extinguish the flame, taking advantage of the opportunity to bomb, the bear burned.

Xiao Chen jumped into the sky and flew straight to the Fire Pillar.

“If you want to go to the shrine, get past me first! ”

Yan Zhe's face was extremely gloomy. When he saw Xiao Chen's situation as broken bamboo, he had to fly to the Fire Pillar. When his heart was angry, he burned.

Think about him. I don't know how much calculation and time it took for this red-blooded inheritance.

But at the end of the day, everything actually did for Xiao Chen.

Tell him how he can stand it.

The sword sheathed out, the cold light overflowed, Yan Zhe jumped up, blocking Xiao Chen first.

“Brother Yan, you are still alive. ”

Xiao Chen looked forward without expression, his emotions slightly out of control Yan Zhe said coldly.

“Hahahahaha, who's your big brother, you dog | son of a bitch. I regret that I didn't slap you in the face when I was in the grave. ”

Yan Zhe laughed and said out loudly. “But it's not too late to shoot you right now. ”

A sword swept out, but the cold sky overflowed. Yan Zhe's terrible sword trick turned into a storm swept towards Xiao Chen.

Rolling sword, like a thousand armies, jumped up, rolled up the infinite yellow sand, with the cold killing intent, turned into infinite storm sword intent.

But Xiao Chen is now possessed of the power of the false gods, whose strength has long been unequal to cultivation, which is enough to destroy the sword wind of a city pool.

Before Xiao Chen's eyes, at this moment, nothing.

A roll of the battle flag, the red blood battle flag was like a long gun, directly hit the yellow dragon, the power of the false god gathered at the tip of the flag, so gently stabbed out.

chacha cha!

Yan Zhe's infinite sword power, beneath this thorn, is like the autumn wind sweeps down the leaves, destroying the dead and decaying destruction.

Boo!

Red blood battle flags like bamboo breaking, in the moment about to pierce Yan Zhe's chest, his sword lay across his chest, blocking it.

“Haha, you piece of junk, trying to kill me, still...”

Bang

Xiao Chen's wrist turned and the red blood battle flag gently punched him in the face and pulled him off the spot.

Yan Zhe threw up blood and roared. He was extremely unwilling to rush towards Xiao Chen again.

Who knows Xiao Chen leaped gently, stepped on his head, and continued to fly towards the Fire Pillar.

Shh shh shh shh!

A figure flew in the air. Elder Demon Sect, Captain Seven Stars, all the roads were scattered, and their eyes were filled with discomfort.

To stop Xiao Chen, climb the Divine Fire Pillar.

But Xiao Chen at this moment, momentum like a rainbow, armed with a battle flag, rushed forward.

The fiercer the flames on his body and the ever-increasing power of the phantom gods, these holy privileges are completely unblockable from Xiao Chen's blow.

With the power of the Void God, the battle flag swung, and the whole space floated like a tide.

Completely, not a quantum opponent.

Boom, boom, boom!

A holy prince, by Xiao Chen like a sandbag, threw up blood in the air and rolled over.

Rapidly advancing, Shenhuozhu, close by.

Only one step away, Xiao Chen can climb up.

At this distance, you can already feel the temperatures of the Blasphemous Fire, and the thickness of that continuum, and the mulberry of history.

It's not just a flame, it's a legendary pirate king, leaving an indestructible will behind.

Whoa!

But at this critical moment, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Chen with a thunderbolt.

A lean, woody hand, like a plier, grabs the flagpole.

It was Chai Lao who looked at Xiao Chen in a negative way: "Gentlemen, you need to release the power of the illusory god through this red flag of war. I now hold your flag of battle in red blood, and when the power of the false gods disperses on you, you will not escape. ”

“Think too much. ”

Xiao Chen casually said a sentence, his left hand came out empty-handed and pointed at Chai's old finger.

Chai's old face is slightly changed, but it can still react in the future.

The giant hand above, which covered the dome of heaven, dropped one finger and instantly bled the old firewood bullet.

Xiao Chen shook the battle flag and jumped up, climbing the Fire Pillar.

Looking at him, he saw only on many stone columns, lying on the ground in the majesty, looking at Xiao Chen with a resentful look on his face.

If Xiao Chen's eyes could kill people, Xiao Chen had apparently died hundreds of times.

“Damn, he actually gave it to me. ”

Who would have thought that a small, initially obscure Yuan Dan Zhuang could be so proud for so many days, in front of the sacred dignity of the elderly.

The Emperor, on the most powerful side, climbs the pillar of fire that others dream of.

At this moment, the blasphemous fire is within reach.

Simply wave Xiao Chen and you can reach out and hold her.

Xiao Chen was not in a hurry to summon the fire of the Phantom. He looked at all sides and looked at the pillars of the Divine Fire.

The stone column is empty, but there is a groove in the center.

Looking at the red blood battle flag in his hand, Xiao Chen walked over and inserted the end of the battle flag, which fits perfectly.

Hold the battle flag and gently twist.

In the rubbing sound, the four sides emerge, eight glowing treasures.

Indeed, treasures will appear in other pillars, and there can be no emptiness on the pillars of the Fire.

Looking closely, the first is a spirit jade, but this spirit jade sparkles brightly, crystal clear, and does not stain a bit of dirt, like star baoyu.

“Excellent Spirit Jade! ”

Xiao Chen recognized it at first glance. This is the ultimate magic treasure known as the subdivine crystal. Its significance has long transcended the spirit jade itself.

Take it!

Gently one hand, Xiao Chen did not hesitate to put the ultimate spiritual jade into the storage ring.

There seemed to be countless heartbreaking sounds, on the octagonal stone column, an elderly holy prince, and the chief true disciple of the great demons, whose eyes were falling out.

Originally their treasure of the world, it is now in the bag by this white boy.

Keep looking, the second one is a pitch-black haunt, which is an extremely high quality soul tool.

Dark as ink, the light is restrained, the falling flag is embroidered with a wild beast, its size is like a cow, the shape is like a tiger, a hedgehog of fresh red fur, a pair of wings spread apart, the eyebrows produce a unicorn, the eyes are fierce and vicious, full of magic.

“Poor Qi! ”

“Flood wild beast Poor, one of the ten great demonic beasts of the past, Poor Magic Beast. Already lost, in the hands of the Red Blood King! ”

“Damn, that's my magic sect treasure! ”

Baby on the Column of Divine Fire, open with the Red Blood War Flag, there is no prohibition.

Xiao Chen just glanced at it and put the poor magic beard into the storage ring.

Eyes continue to look, the third is a weird Dan medicine, with a tremendous veterinary nature, see that the sample is not swallowed by the warrior.

Take it!

The fourth is a delicate pipa, the fifth is a secret book, the sixth is a different fruit, the seventh is a treasure bow, and the eighth is actually one side.

Xiao Chen didn't have time to look closely, took a look and entered the storage ring.

Every time you earn money, it's as if you can hear it, a broken heart.

Many holy priests can't wait to swallow Xiao Chen alive. Think about the soul tools banned here. Each item, even if many holy priests join forces, may not necessarily break the prohibition.

It also risked its life and could be killed by the sword at any moment.

But now, Xiao Chen was relaxed and received eight pieces of Zhibao in front of them.

Man is angrier than man, think of Xiao Chen, next is to inherit the fire of the false gods in front of them.

That taste, don't make people feel too bad.

“Hate, hate! ”

Many holy princes, angry a little insane, right hand fisting, constantly slapping stone columns.

But nothing can be done. On the pillar of the Divine Fire, Xiao Chen's power of the Fallen God has become powerful to a terrible extent.

Even if a king came, he could only be like them, watching.

With the battle flag flying around him, Xiao Chen waved lightly, and many people dreamed of the fire of the illusory gods.

Slowly fell into Xiao Chen's hands, but at this moment, his eyes were calm.