Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Seven Immortal Palace keys, like divine birds, are connected to each other in a dazzling way.

On the back of the devil's blood vulture, Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun were four people, with extreme vision and thoughtful thoughts.

Xiao Chen's heart sank, seven keys wrapped in a circle, brilliant, but dark inside.

Significant contrast to the light of the key.

The pitch-black aperture, the black palpitations, the hidden space fluctuates in time and space.

Outsiders look at people, the sight is like a solar eclipse. Except for a little surprise, I can't see anything else, I can't get any more information.

But the nearby warriors, either Dacheng Emperor, or Xiao Chen's heavenly pride.

They can all sense spatial and temporal fluctuations in black holes, frowns wrinkled and faint.

Space-Time Avenue, divided into two parts.

The first is the way of time, and the second is the Avenue of Space. The latter is alright, the emperor present has no shortage of masters on Deep Harmonious Space Avenue, or the bans and secrets associated with Space Avenue.

For example, Xiao Chen, his heavenly anger, made it easy for Space Avenue to have a deep connection.

The Five Rows of Divine Thunder and Palms are endless, deriving a simplified version of a small world, which is the display of the Way of Space.

For example, Dao Xuan, mastering ten heavy ice domains, can directly derive the super powerful people of the small world.

But the former...

The way of time, it's a desperate road, and if you can grasp the fur, you can travel all over the world.

Even at the height of the martial arts era, no one has mastered the path of time, let alone the current martial arts era.

Xiao Chen's return to the Italian scene was somewhat involved, but far from the way of time.

Implicit outgoing fluctuations can easily be linked to the wings of space-time.

Meanwhile, the third round of the fight between the princes on the flaming yellow and ancient trees became clearer.

Nine Prince Wang Qi and four Prince Wang Yun, leading the other princes.

If no surprise, it must be the two of them who climb to the summit of the Fire King and decide to win or lose.

However, few people are now following the final victory or defeat of the prince's battle.

Within the palace, all roads and the elders of the world have noticed the black holes emitting the fluctuations of time and space.

He was stunned and only felt breathless and afraid to speak.

Too shocked, the Misty Immortal Palace was actually born.

The most powerful soul tool in the world is forbidden to treasure, and the wings of time and space are inside, at a time of change.

The importance of space-time wings is self-evident, perhaps…

Perhaps whoever has mastered the wings of time and space has mastered the absolute initiative at the crossroads of this era of change.

Even more absolutely, whoever masters the wings of space-time will be the Lord of the next epoch!

With that in mind, one cannot help but be afraid.

When it comes to changing times, I'm afraid the situation is no longer within the control of the temple temple.

Previously on the Prophecy of the Immortal Palace, from the idolless attention, only the descendants were allowed to visit.

But once the Immortal Palace is truly born, you can imagine that any idolater will not be able to sit.

You don't have to guess, you can be sure.

At this moment, the Vainglory must have been struck, and it may well be that this Emperor Flame City will become the battlefield of the Vainglory.

Now think about it, look at the people in the room, whether Xiao Chen, Yangtze, Chu Chaoyun, etc. all leaning behind super forces.

At the top of the vulture mountain, three people stood at the foot of a giant Buddha statue.

The abbot of the false leaves was centered, and the sword gods Su Cold Mountain and Spring Snow Knife stood on the right and left.

The third person looked down the mountain, and even Pan Wang, who had always been superior to the world, had a very heavy face.

“Immortal Palace is really born! ”

The idle Abbot held his hands together, sighed for a long time, and the words were unnamed and heavy.

With a sword in his arms, Su Cold Mountain seemed to be able to see every move in the ancient mausoleum of the Yanhuang, with no details left out.

“Who do you think is his piece? ”

Pan Wang smiled: "Who are you talking about? ”

Su Cold Mountain brows wrinkled slightly. The killer couldn't hold his breath. "Don't pretend to look like me. Do you know who I'm talking about? ”

“Ha ha, well, not with you anymore. You dare not say his name, but I have nothing to worry about. Are you asking these people who possess the Immortal Palace keys, who are the chess pieces of the Holy Lord of the Vain Realm? ”

Faced with the slaughter intentions of the sword god, Pan Wang did not feel comfortable, smiled, and went on to say: “All the geniuses cultivated by the five super forces are possible, maybe Qin Ming, maybe smelling human feathers, maybe Chu Chaoyun...”

“It can't be Xiao Chen anyway, can it? ”

Su Cold Mountain interrupted his words and softly said.

“Yes.”

Pan Wang's face gradually got serious, and he sank: “As for who is most likely, it is naturally Qin Ming, you and I both know. The Golden Dragon Emperor is a dog he raised with his own hands, other than, at least, loyalty, hey. ”

The abbot of the false leaves stood between the two, feeling stressed.

These are the only two people who dare to talk about today's era without taboos.

Although the era of martial arts has become a building, he is in any case deterring the existence of terror throughout the entire era.

Without talking about the Holy Lord, it depends on the situation.

The powerful, who can only be perceived by the idolaters, are coming from all quarters, and the powerful breath is scattered throughout the Flaming Martial Dynasty.

His eyes stared dead at Emperor Flaming City and his eyes glared at him.

Some of these horrible old monsters, the false gods of the Orthodox devil, all landed quietly.

Su Cold Mountain and Pan Wang, however, were talking about the wind of laughter, and did not care at all about the coming of these false gods.

The false leaves retracted their gaze and sighed softly: “The Immortal Palace was born, the era changed, strong enemies surrounded, life and death are unspeakable. The two hosts were so calm and admirable. ”

“Both of us ignited the Divine Fire and were doomed to be unable to cut the cause and effect of the Martial Arts Era. Regardless of victory or defeat, today should be the last time. ”

As the last words before death shocked others, they were spoken out by Su Cold Mountain.

Instead of half-hearted and unfortunate, he had a fanaticism of madness to near paranoia, an obsession with swordplay.

Life and death are far from important to him.

Pan Wang smiled: “Your backyard fire should be more urgent than mine, can you solve it? ”

The false leaves heard the words, his face changed sharply, what Pan Wang said refers to the natural appearance of the King of the Tibetan Cause and Consequence.

After a pause, he seemed helpless: “Brother Daiyun has made a false name... but even if he succeeds in surrendering, it won't help, and the great power has come to pass. ”

Neither Black Lotus nor Blue Lotus, nor now Buddhist Orthodox, are the positive or negative sides of the Buddha of Cayenne.

And the King of Tibetans, it's a completely different idea.

Once it has gained momentum, the Golden Body of the Buddha of Cayenne rises on this Vulture Mountain, and the instant it breaks apart.

The consequences are even worse than Black Lotus taught.

All roads in the palace and the elders of the world are already a little restless and unnatural.

As you can imagine, there will be a terrifying battle.

A group of extinct powerful people they can't understand at all will fight because of the wings of time and space.

The deep flames of the Martial Dynasty in this powerful group are like a wind and rain shaking canoe, unable to determine its own destiny.

Or the old people of the Flaming Martial Dynasty, already known and involved.

Just bitter them, don't know how to be good.

In the eyes of a group of idolaters, they dared not to go, and they were afraid to reach themselves.

Those who are high on a weekday, or monopolistic, or powerful in the world, feel their insignificance in the face of changing times.

But in fact, they don't know.

Those seemingly horrible, powerful and incomprehensible false deities are equally compelled to do so.

It is also a canoe that swings in the wind and rain and can be overturned at any time.

The panic and anxiety inside is not much smaller than they are, or even more in common with each other.

You can say, the more you get, the more afraid you are of losing.

But more precisely, the deeper the cause and effect, the harder it is to escape.