Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Ancient Tree of Fire.

From the beginning, Wang Yun, who firmly dominated, finally struck Wang Yan, who was bitterly supported.

It was swept away by its sword and accumulated injuries, all erupting at this moment.

Wang Xiao flew out, his face filled with discomfort.

Hate!

Unwilling to lose, if Wang Yun is really stronger than him, he can lose orally.

But Wang Yun is not as good as him, even a lot worse.

However, the Ninth Altar contains the Pounds of Dragon Dollar, which was firmly suppressed on Huangwei. There is no room for all the martial arts.

The other party uses force to break through, whatever you kill martial arts, I only have one sword, Buddha the god of the heavens, all of which are converted into Huangwei Ga.

If Dragon Yuan is similar to each other, Wang Yu is confident and can defeat each other within three moves.

But if not, the Eight Princes and the Thirteen Princes, who have been eliminated, are even more unwilling than they are.

“It's a pity that we've all come this far, but we've lost a fortune. ”

Wang Xiao felt deeply guilty and felt sorry for Xiao Chen and Tianzhi, walking all the way here and dying together in support.

Sorry to disappoint you.

From the very beginning, he knew that the odds of victory were not high and that there was no regret in sustaining it.

Just remembered Xiao Chen and others, still full of guilt.

It's not right.

Just as Wang Yu closed his eyes in despair, he suddenly remembered Xiao Chen in the Black Wind Ridge and gave him a sachet.

Wang Zheng, who was to open at that time, was stopped by Xiao Chen, so that he had to not open it.

With this in mind, Wang Xiao opened his eyes when he was about to fall on the top of an ancient tree.

His toes were sharp in the void, his sword stuck in the canopy, knees down, and he stood up again.

“Huh?”

Wang Yunmei flashed a doubt, just a moment ago, obviously felt that the other party had no fighting spirit.

There was no chance of winning by half, but suddenly it stopped again.

“Nine Brothers, there's no need to fight dying anymore. You and my brother, I don't want to hurt you too much, let alone kill you. ”

Wang Yun spoke faintly and said the truth.

Many princes, he did not have much resentment and intent to kill but Wang Qian.

However, if Wang Xiao walks alone, don't blame him for his ruthlessness.

“Do you think you've won the ticket? ”

“Isn't that right? ”

Wang Yuncou's corner revealed a smile, full of ridicule, so did Ninth Brother Wang Xiao, who is still so naive.

“I don't think so. ”

Wang Xiao's gaze suddenly glanced, flashing a sharp divine colour, and opened Xiao Chen's capsule.

Boom!

The moment the sachet opens, dazzling rays of light overflow.

Wang Yun blocked the left hand of both eyes, slowly Rokai, his eyes slightly squinted, at first glance, his face frenzied.

You can see a jade of pearl in the mountains, with a clear wave inside and nine dragon shadows all around.

This is... the Dragon Jade that has reached the Nine Dragon Shadows!

This jade not only surprised Wang Yunda, but many visitors in the Palace Martial Arts Field were surprised.

In the first round of testing, it is already very important to fill the Dragon Jade with three dragon shadows.

Once you reach five dragon shadows, you can call them anti-heaven.

Nine dragon shadows were reached, never heard of in previous princes' disputes.

“Damn. ”

Wang Yun was no longer able to keep his face open, cursed and killed the past with the Emperor's sword.

He wants to end the battle before Wang Zheng, not absorbing the dragon jade.

“Xiao Chen, you really surprised me. ”

A smile appeared on Wang Yun's face, and the critical nature of this capsule completely exceeded his thoughts.x

Whoa!

The Fire Emperor sword against the heavens, the time, the nine dragon shadows converged. In his hand, the Emperor's sword flamed, emitting a light comparable to that of the sun, and his dynasty dragon surged rapidly.

Wang Yun, who had an overwhelming advantage over him, was forced back to life in front of the brilliant Fire Emperor Sword.

Not for a moment, Wang Yan's dynasty Dragon Wei fought against each other, and then surpassed the past.

Wang Yun, who slammed in, could only watch this happen, his eyes flashed with horror.

“Psst!”

Wang Qiang roared and rose in the air, swordlight flashing between. The Buddha, full of gods, was pierced by a sword shadow hole with a slaughter avenue, and then destroyed as much as possible.

“Pfft.” Wang Yun spit out a mouthful of blood, was severely shadowed and cut to the ground.

After the Dragon Yuan did not take advantage, Wang Yun's real level instantly appeared and lost.

“How can it be so? ”

Wang Yun was completely unacceptable because he had been pressing on each other all the way before.

Until the dynasty dragon weights are similar to each other, the move fails.

kā cā!

His sword flamed in his hand, revealing a slight crack, and then the whole fracture.

Insufficient, forced to occupy the ninth altar. A huge lag after the defeat, which instantly collapsed, Wang Yun, who lost the Flaming Sword, was forcibly deported from the Flaming Ancient Mausoleum.

Dramatic reversal that no one expected.

Ultimately, it was the Nine Princes who truly reached their peak and achieved the position of Prince Wang Yi.

All the princes' swords of the Fire Emperor are innumerable. The entire Fire Emperor Ancient Mausoleum is only one of Wang's hands.

Boom!

The dragon veins of the dynasty hidden beneath the ancient mausoleum of the Fire Emperor are infused into the ancient trees of the Fire Yellow, fused together with the Wang Qi on the top of the tree.

The next moment, in the martial arts, the great curtain is broken, and the light is shining.

Wang Zheng, holding the Emperor's sword of flame, stepped out with all the light, appearing in front of the world.

“Welcome His Majesty Crown Prince. ”

The Quartet brothers, the families of all roads, rose up and arched their hands.

No matter how volatile the prince's contention is, Wang Yi is now a prince, and will be the next Emperor of Fire.

Wang Xiao's face showed a smile, looked at all sides, and his heart was filled with joy.

“You're the prince, so what am I? ”

At this moment, an uncomfortable voice sounded and Wang Xiao's face slightly changed.

Looking at him with a voice, he saw the One-Eyed Xi and looked at him with a slight smile at the dragon vein of the dynasty.

Wang Xiao's face sank: “I thought you were gone, but you haven't left yet. You've got a lot of nerve. ”

The sudden situation surprised all the people, the princes in the martial arts, and the doorkeepers.

“Why should I leave? ”

Xi slightly smiled and asked back.

When the voice fell, he saw the heavenly clouds of the palace. The ancestors of the temple came out and said coldly: "Wang Xiao, your servants killed the great prince brutally. Thou hast not escaped thy sins, and the elders have decided to abolish thy prince. ”

“What!”

This is like a thunder from a clear sky, causing tremendous tremors in the hearts of all roads, causing huge waves.

Wang Huanzheng said: “I want to see my father, you do not have the right to disqualify my prince! ”

“I'm afraid it's not up to you. ”

Xi Xiaolu grinned lightly.

Shh shh shh shh!

In the vast palace, hundreds of demonic flames emerged, without exception the elite emperor of the Temple of Demons.

Heavy siege of the entire martial arts field, one time, the magic of the heavens, sweeping all sides.

Flaming Martial Dynasty Palace, instantly the sky changed, the temple master who should have appeared was missing, the entire palace was taken over by the Temple of Demons.

All the roads, and all the princes, have changed their faces.

At this moment, the palace is home to the entire elite of the Flaming Martial Dynasty, equivalent to dumplings wrapped by the Temple of Demons.

Palace in the cloud, trapped Flaming Emperor, trembling in anger: "You... you have become heartbroken so sick that you become the dog of the Temple of Demons! ”

The ancestors of the temple said unemotionally: "In order to continue the glory of the Flaming Martial Dynasty, a choice must be made. ”

Inter-field mutations make everyone feel a little frightened.

Flaming Martial Dynasty, how instantly fell, let the Demon Temple occupy.

“How can it be like this? The people of the Temple actually took over the palace like this...” The wind old and the heavenly scribes did not understand at all, the divine colour said disturbingly.

Xiao Chen looked around and sighed: “More than that, the people of the Temple of the Underworld are mixed inside, which should have been planned a long time ago. If the Grand Prince is not dead, the Ancestors of the Temple still have their cards and bargaining with each other, it is now completely reversed to each other. ”

“What should I do?” asked somewhat anxiously.

The entire palace was taken over by the Temple of Demons, and the master of the Ancestors of the Temple, also obeyed the orders of each other.

It is the equivalent of dynasty and demon temple forces, which together surround them, with no way to live.

“Sword, give it to me. ”

Xi climbed into the martial arts field and walked one step towards Wang Zheng, demanding from him the sword of the Fire Emperor, which symbolizes the inheritance of the dynasty.