Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

In the cloud.

Baiyun sat on the serpent, covered his forehead and walked back satisfied.

But an hour later, Baiyunfei suddenly thought something was wrong.

If you were a magical man, would you really be merciful after you hurt yourself?

With the integrity of the people in the monastery, if they are in a state of full prosperity, they will surely be polite and dare not move.

But a master of magic who even has a soul tool, will be indifferent after he has traumatized himself?

His soul is much more powerful than Xiao Chen's soul.

For the people of the Soul Phagocyte sect, it is unprepared and tempting.

Either way, we have to go back.

Hu!

Handheld horizontal flute, gently waved, 10,000 miles of land, clouds dissipated.

Baiyun rose and jumped, his negative hands swept away, his handsome cheeks, his divine color constantly changed, and his mood was obviously very upset.

After a fragrance, Baiyun Peak traveled at full speed, returning to the starting point of the conversation with the black-clothed man.

But man went to the mountain sky, on the summit, and there was no man in the sky.

Baiyunfei's brilliant and exquisite facial features can't help but tremble slightly and his teeth snap.

His right fist clenched, his body trembled slightly, his horrible intent to kill spread in his heart.

Played!

Sacrificial refining of the ghost shack, for a moment and a half, will not succeed at all.

If they hadn't lied, they wouldn't have left at this moment.

Bai Yunfei is a smart man, at this time, naturally he won't be embracing any luck and saying some self-comfort words.

He had to admit that Xiao Chen dumped him.

The presence of a toy in his hand dares to shout at himself, pretend to be a tall man and let him go.

I felt sorry for myself and believed it was true, and apologized to each other.

When I think of it, Bai Yunfei felt a breath of breath and couldn't get out of her chest. It was extremely painful.

Not only that, but most importantly, the other party hurts itself, but it also secretly steals from itself.

I was so stupid that I couldn't even look straight at myself.

Bai Yunfei closed his eyes and tried to calm down. He could see that his lips were still shaking.

I wonder how bad Bai Yunfei would be if it was such a shame.

After a long time, Baiyunfei opened his eyes. The divine colour had been completely restored, sighing: “Victory and defeat come to the family routine, people have to experience some setbacks in their life. Too smooth, not a good thing. That's a good lesson. I should thank him. ”

Speaking of all this, Bai Yunfei seemed to be completely open and had calmed down.

But he just turned around and took a step out of Baiyunfei, suddenly turning around, his face was glowing and his hands clapped on the top of the mountain below his feet.

Buzz

Above the foot of the mountain, countless cracks spread out from all directions.

At the next moment, the land in a circle of millions of miles, blowing up as many times as possible, the smell of terror, the turbulence back and forth, the existence of a plain field, completely turned into a place of death.

“I thank you. When I return, I will come to the wasteland to wash away the shame of the day! ”

After a spill, Baiyunfei's mood was regarded as truly peaceful, snorted coldly and turned away.

Xiao Chen naturally can't appreciate this wonderful scene.

Taking advantage of the demonic blood vulture, he has long left the place for millions of miles, sort of crossing the edge of the wastewater, truly stepping onto the wild sea that has nurtured myriad legends.

Once the safety has been determined, reselect the location and land to heal the injury.

After being truly quiet, Xiao Chen only found out that he was still a little toxin in the rain.

These toxins, unknowingly, infiltrate your soul!

Wherever the toxin is, whether it's five viscera, six organs, or blood bone marrow, the posterior celestial body has a way of getting rid of it.

But in the infiltration of the soul, the soul pool, representing Xiao Chenpo's green soul will, stained with a layer of black fog.

Even though the poison gas is small, it is difficult to remove it. From time to time, it corrodes one's soul.

More importantly, he is still unknowingly using his soul to provoke the ghost of the poor, leading to further infiltration of toxins.

Though not fatal enough, but for a while and a half, trying to eradicate it is also a problem.

Xiao Chen, in the memory of Dragon Emperor Blood, searched for a poison that could erode his soul, but was astonished.

It turns out there are hundreds of soulful poisons that can be eroded.

Even the negative ones can combine toxins with curses, even if they destroy their souls themselves, repair their souls, and cannot be removed.

Continuing the search for the antidote, Xiao Chen knew that the toxin used by Baiyunfei was a highly gifted person of the White Ze Empire's royal family to understand the thousand pints red!

The cultivation threshold for this toxic work is very strict, much more difficult than Xiao Chen's Supreme Dragon Fist.

But once it is done, it will be terrible, and there is no fear in the face of many martial artists who have been cultivated between the heights.

Back then, the Dragon Emperor had eaten and suffered losses.

Xiao Chenton felt scared for a while before realizing how horrible Bai Yunfei was.

How lucky you are to get out of your hands and hit each other hard.

With such horrible poison, the Dragon Emperor naturally did not want to suffer a second loss. After suffering, he finally thought of the antidote.

Xiao Chen pondered carefully, the blood dragon emperor's method of detoxification, after comprehension, the mind was determined.

According to the secret of the Dragon Emperor's memory, it takes only seven days to completely remove the toxins from your soul.

wu wu!

At this moment, the sound of the instrument sounded again, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and his face changed slightly.

At first, I thought it was Bai Yunfei who chased me over, but then I realized it wasn't.

The sound of the instrument in the rear is obviously played by a group of people, but in this group of people, a whimper is made, especially out of vulgarity.

The voice is whimpering, like a grudge; the spiritual movement is out of the ordinary, and the sound of the voice is unceasing, and it discourages the frustration and turns the ear gently.

Even better, the blower did not deliberately highlight herself, but rather interacted with the surrounding sound of the piano, the wax, and blended together, as if it were a clear spring, twisting around, she was just a fish in the spring.

Occasionally vibrant, jump out of the water, take a cute look at the world, and immediately fall into the spring water, happily downstream.

Soon, the performer of the music, was reflected in Xiao Chen's vision.

Turns out it's a group of white women, each with a fairy figure, a moving spiritual rhyme, playing the piano, and feeling at home.

Is it under Tianxiang's door?

Xiao Chen looked at the group of women, passing in front of them, leaving only a hint of elegance, left in the air, thoughtful.

Tianxiang, this is an ancient and mysterious sanctuary.

The Holy Land, which transcends the existence of the Seven Pint Sect, is heavenly and, like most holy places, seldom asked about red dust and folklore.

The reign of the world, without a doubt, must be the four great empires, the eight great empires, and the seven-point sects of each road.

But the true heritage, the more powerful holy place, is rarely in the present world, the red dust for profit.

Of all the holy places, Tianxiang is the strangest and is always neutral.

Even the Orthodox Wars will not involve the entrance of the Free Sect.

Heavenly Fragrant Gatekeeper, full of women.

All disciples, none of them look like fairies, have excellent attitude. Heavenly Fragrance's Sect is said to be in the wild sea, but no one knows the exact location.

“Lucky to see a group of disciples of Tianxiang. ”

In his ear, he seemed to echo the music, Xiao Chen revealed a slight smile and whispered to himself.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen's face changed slightly, revealing a slight doubt.

Just in front of himself, flowing through Tianxiang disciples, actually returned.

Xiao Chen doubted himself. He was not yet confident that his charm was so great that he could attract Tianxiang disciples.

Otherwise, it would not have drifted slightly without slowing down.

It's true!

In my heart, I thought that the floating Tianxiang disciples really fell in front of me and stopped the instrument in my hand.

One of the bearers slowly climbed forward without a veil.

Face, but always gives a sense of ambiguity, like looking at flowers in the fog, obscure without seeing anything.

She was supposed to play that bang, but what does she mean when she walks over?