Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Azure Dragon!

The green dragon shadow is eye-catching and clear. Unlike previous dragon shadows, the blue dragon shadow behind Xiao Chen.

The scales are realistic, slim and brilliant and vivid.

Azure Dragon Dragon Dragon, the pure king, left Xiao Chen behind, like a living ancient dragon.

This is the result of the triple breakthrough of the Wanlong technique, the unification of the Wanlong, and the writing of his real name on the King's Genealogy.

As soon as this dragon came out, all the princes and doorkeepers in the core area couldn't bear to look at it.

The power of the king's dragon, scattered in every corner, such as water as fog, is real and faint.

The fear and tremor that permeates the martial arts of all parties makes it difficult to pay attention.

“This…”

Already agreed with the Eighth Prince, he was totally shocked at Wang Fei's dawn and Silver Dragon King.

Their bloodline is noble and far beyond the ordinary floodplain bloodline. It is clear that Xiao Chen is different from the rest of the world.

“The dragon? This is really a hybrid dragon, why don't I believe it...”

The Silver Dragon King had a slight trembling sound, because of the seven pints of Silver Dragon blood in his body, he felt a slight fear. It's like wanting to see a dragon, wanting to kneel down, ridiculous.

The bloodlines of other gods and beasts, while equally feeling deep in their hearts, do not have the fear that dragon warriors touch their origins.

“Blue? Is it the lost dragon line? ”

Sky Dawn remembered some of the secrets and spiritual records in Wu Jingu Palace, the color of the gods changed and the gloomy and uncertain became.

In the palace, the monarchs, obviously noticed the difference behind Xiao Chen's blue dragon shadow.

“Interesting, this can no longer be the true king of the Divine Dragon, but there is no blue dragon in the six pulses of the Divine Dragon...”

“There have been rumours in the past that 50,000 years ago there were seven pulses of dragons, but these rumours seem to have been deliberately erased. Even the great holy places are only sporadically documented, so that no one knows what happened. ”

“This martial arts era, who has such great skill. Can major super forces be coerced into taboos? ”

“This year the prince fought one thing after another, and I don't know what sign it was. ”

The papals and the elders of the world were confused, and there was a bad premonition in their hearts.

There are other bosses who are so intense that they don't dare speak.

Green Dragon's past is not taboo, but it can pass on tens of thousands of years of power, but it knows something.

They know better who erased the news.

It is that terror that stands at the height of the martial arts era, no one dares to talk about it, no one dares to defy it.

And now, the blue dragon pulse erased by that man, there is actually more sin born.

How can those who know the secret sin not be frightened and disturbed, and they dare not say a word more.

The cloud palace, the ancestors of the temple looked at the green dragon shadow, and smiled calmly: “This era of martial arts is indeed over, even the clan that was erased by the man himself, emerged royally, how weak should he be? ”

The Flaming Emperor, who was held hostage by a group of people, could not laugh. According to the abbot of Ling Xin Temple, the Flaming Martial Dynasty seemed to be truly inevitable.

Damn... why do these people think that the Temple will listen to them!

Yanhuang Ancient Ling Zhong.

Xiao Chen's body worked wildly with Wanlong tricks, the vast sea of Divine Yuan, the waves roared, and concentrated the thousands of dragon shadows, all different.

Without giving Wang Fei another sword, almost in the blue dragon shadow appeared in the moment, Xiao Chen rose empty.

Boom! In the sea of Divine Yuan, countless dragon shadows and flesh burst into the green dragon shadow.

Behind the blue dragon shadow, dragon power surged, roaring, deterring all sides.

Ten Thousand Dragons Return One!

Shadow crossed the sky, Xiao Chen gently paced, stomped by Xiao Xiao and other five people together blocked, has appeared a slight crack of the dynasty sword.

As if it were a green dragon, Xiao Chen's foot fell. The blue dragon shadow overlapped with it, and the dragon claw wore its leg.

With one foot down, this 100,000 year old dynasty has a diffractive sword, like being slapped hard by the ancient dragon.

kā cā!

A silk cracked sword instantly broke and a dynasty vanished into ashes in the astonished eyes.

“Pfft! ”

Above the altar, originally unscrupulous and untamed, except for the great prince, whom I honor.

Spit out the blood, falling again, and the sunshine faded at an incredible rate.

Wang Dao… so that he can quickly become stronger and also fade faster.

Some foolish Wang Fei kept falling and his head blanked.

“Grand Prince, don't panic. His foot, seemingly relaxed, has actually accumulated for a long time. There will be no more such horrible blows in a short time, and you must destroy the two remaining altars while Wang Dao's will still shines. ”

At critical moments, Lord Xi's voice, such as waking up Wang Fai when he drank his head stick.

“Yeah, that's right. I still have a chance to make up for the trauma, I have to keep looting, I can't lose! I can't lose! ”

Wang Fei's eyes revealed a madness, and as he was about to fall completely on the altar, he shouted a tearing heart and lungs.

“Submit to me and prosper, oppose me and perish! ”

Eight words in the roar that were otherwise unmatched by hegemony, in the mouth of Wang Fei, appeared somewhat sad and insane.

The radiant holy light of King's Avenue on the altar suddenly extinguished, Wang Fei red eyes.

A sword stabbed out, the power of his avenue, the divine power, the power of his soul... everything about him was blocked by this last sword.

When he issued the sword, he looked as if he were a hundred years old and red in his eyes.

Push yourself, completely into despair.

Whoops!

The sword of the dynasty that erupted in the sword of the Fire Emperor was divided into two parts, killing the past towards the altar where the remaining six and eleven princes were located.

The sword of the two kingdoms carries everything of Wang Fei, his will, his ambitions, his madness, and even his life!

More powerful than the sword that the Nine Princes faced just now.

Eleven and six princes, their faces changed dramatically and their faces turned ugly chicken liver color at the same time.

I also thought that the Ninth Prince would defend himself from the sword. I would surely buy some time for both of them. He was still burgling.

At the moment, there's even a heart that wants to die.

Just now, it has been confirmed that the Great Prince, though strong and terrible, can be compared to the Emperor at the top of the Seven Pulses.

But it also shows that he is not so strong as to be unbelievable and invincible.

As long as the brothers are united, have the courage to live and die together, have the courage never before, have the heat and blood to boil, this sword can be caught.

But he couldn't gamble, and his doorkeepers couldn't do anything like Xiao Xuo and others.

No one dares to be sure that others will abandon themselves, forcibly pick them up, definitely separate, it will be ugly to die.

Neither of them dared to gamble and said almost unwillingly at the same time: "Back off! ”

Boom!

In that instant, two altars smashed into pieces, two huge and stunning dragons. It is like a hurricane, towards Wang Fei, constantly flowing.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! ”

In a rave of laughter, Wang Fei's whereabouts stopped and slowly rose.

On the altar, the holy light, which had been extinguished, reappeared with a brighter light.

Bet on all the swords not only to bring Wang Fei back to his peak, but also to a higher level.

“Can't wait, kill! ”

The Eight Princes and the Thirteenth Prince, who were still watching, looked at the scene and were frightened and pale.

Don't you dare wait any longer, you have to fight to die. It's already here. If you don't die, I'll live.

The Grand Prince has pushed them to the edge of the cliff. If they don't fight, they have to fight!

Wang Fei scorned and smiled. He didn't put it in his heart at all. "Stop them. ”

The mysterious man Xi, the sleeve waved gently, the Blue Lotus Virgin and the Black-faced Virgin brought several magician masters to greet each other.

Crazy emperor wars, thunderous moments, sound instantly.

Eight princes speak of the Divine Sword Palace Dao Xuan, and the Son of Xuan Guang sniffs the feathers; or the thirteen princes' Silver Dragon King and Sky Dawn, can be called the Super Powerhouse.

With the ultimate power of terror, any one person can turn the fiery ancient mausoleum upside down.

At the moment, these men joined forces to kill the Grand Prince.

At this point, the prince's contention has gradually become a little out of control, making people outside the field feel a little scared for some reason.

“Xiao Chen, thank you for giving me a makeover. Otherwise, I don't know when I'll be able to break through the chains! ”

Wang Fei, who clearly advanced in strength, smiled and looked at Xiao Chen. Deep in his eyes, he was cold to the ultimate in homicide.

“Big Brother...”

On the altar, has fallen Xiao Zhao, some worried looking at Xiao Chen.

He was covered in wounds, his right arm, almost scrapped, powerless swinging.

Umong et al., pale face, holding Xiao Soo, are in equally bad condition.

Green dragon wrapped Xiao Chen, looked unemotionally at Wang Fei, in mind, thoughts like electricity.

It has to be said that this Wang Fei is indeed a fierce man. He must have died and was born to die.

Faced with more powerful counterparts, not talking about dragon door control, other than pulling out the heavens again, Xiao Chen could not think of any other way to compete with them.

But in order to relieve Wang Xuan, Heaven Xuan has already pulled out once, consuming most of his divine power and soul power.

Just now, I broke my sword, and the loss was just as great.

The treasure that has not been restored and pulled out of Heaven again is comparable to that of a soul spiriter. It will definitely overrun the body and hurt the source.

Besides, even if you pull out the sky, your chances of winning are still only 50%.

This knife, pull it or not?

Pull!

Xiao Chen, the heavenly warrior in his mind, made his decision with little hesitation.

Bao Tianzhen, reappeared in his hand, cross knife in front, Xiao Chen grabbed the handle of the knife.

“Big Brother, you can't pull the knife! ”

On the altar, Xiao Xuo saw, his face slightly changed and he lost his voice and roared.

Prohibited treasure… a forbidden word that distinguishes it from ordinary treasures. Naturally, he should not go unpunished. Otherwise, Xiao Chen would have pulled the knife all the way in the morning, killing him in the dark and the sky.

In the holy fire, nervously consecrated Wang Xuan of the Emperor's Sword of Fire, opened his eyes, saw Xiao Chen move, his face changed wildly.

“No…”

Just as soon as it exited, it was interrupted by a ray of knife light and the sheath was blown out the day.

The dazzling daylight, such as the brilliance of the Great Sun, takes half an inch out of the knife and breaks into pieces.

“For the righteousness of the king, for the sword of the king! ”