Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The sun dawned and the sun rose.

On the side of the sky, a round of sun is much bigger than elsewhere, creating a glamorous spectacle.

The sun is shining, sweeping away the shadows and chills of the wild sea late at night.

After Xiao Chen said goodbye to Song, he used the Tian 'an token to confirm with the wood wind the news from Yan Heaven's mouth.

“It's true. The river has left Tianmeng to go to the Divine Dragon Empire. Seven days later, the Purple Golden Dragon Emperor will zen to the position of Dragon Emperor. By then, the entire Wushen Palace will be here and other super forces will be present. ”

“What do you think? ”

“I hope you can rush to Shenlong Empire as soon as possible, the position of Dragon Emperor, never let Qin Ming get it, Tianmeng will fully support you. ”

“Understood.”

……

The illusory figure of the wood wind on the token gradually dissipated. Xiao Chen sank herself, not knowing what she was thinking.

He didn't sue each other about himself, getting the Emperor's throne, and the King's genealogy.

But not to say that it doesn't really matter, Tianmeng pressed Bao on Xiao Chen, will definitely support him unconditionally.

If Qin Ming succeeds in becoming a dragon emperor, the blow to Xiao Chen is too great, invisible will cause great loss of luck.

Between epochs of change, past infinite luck will become even more important.

Perhaps a micro-ending event could have a major impact, leading to failure in the competition for the opening of an era.

“Dragon Emperor. ”

Xiao Chen sighed lightly, shook his head, and closed the Tian 'an token.

What he cares more than the Dragon Emperor is that the wood wind tells him another message.

The White Dragon has decided to send Liu Ruyue to compete for the position of Dragon Emperor.

Divine Dragon Six Pulses, including Heavenly Dragon Hall, are eligible to send disciples to compete for Dragon Emperor.

But now this dragon emperor's battle is obviously just an outrage. Qin Ming, who has the full support of Wujing Palace, is far stronger than other opponents.

Assuming, of course, that Xiao Chen did not appear.

“Go to the Golden Ulu Empire first. ”

There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, Xiao Chen did not change the original plan due to the emergency.

But two days later, Xiao Chen crossed the Arid Sea and stepped into the territory of the Kingwu Empire.

“Something's wrong. ”

As soon as he stepped into the territory of the Golden Wu Empire, Xiao Chen sensed a strange divine fluctuation in the air.

Divine yuan fluctuations are very weak. Even ordinary emperors can hardly detect anything unusual without paying attention.

Xiao Chen Shinxin ten vein emperor Xiuyu, instantly perceived the inappropriate.

“This is…”

Xiao Chen shrugged in his heart and looked up at the location of the capital of the Jinwu Empire.

The eye of the cave opened, Xiao Chen's vision continued to extend out.

A pool, a river, a river, a meadow desert, rapidly passed in his sight.

“Here it is.”

A moment later, Xiao Chen's gaze crossed endless distances and landed on the majestic capital.

But just as he was ready to go further.

However, it was found that vision was hindered.

There was an invisible force that prevented him from spying, causing suspicion in his heart.

Retracting his gaze, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and sensed with his soul strength, again blocked.

Neither the power of the soul nor the eye of the heavens can see the falsehood of the Empire of the Golden Wu.

There are only two explanations.

The Patronage Formation of the capital of the Kingwu Empire has been activated, or the Vainglory can be arranged together, otherwise it will not be possible to block Xiao Chen's current spying.

What's going on here?

Either way, the explanation is shocking, indicating a dramatic change in the Golden Wu Empire.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes and his eyes flashed.

There are many possibilities for such dramatic changes, but it is better not to be the possibility that Xiao Chen guessed.

Whoops!

Softly on the ground, Xiao Chen turned into a lightning bolt, melting into the clouds.

As you can see in the clouds, the electric light flickers, like a shock, and travels at incredible speeds.

Half a column after incense.

The Golden Wu Empire is 100 miles away, at the top of a mountain, with lightning falling.

Thunderlight condensed to form, Xiao Chen attacked the white clothes and steadily fell.

Shh shh shh shh!

Just now, Xiao Chen discovered that a few emperors' aura rushed towards where they had landed.

“The guard was heavily guarded and was discovered just after he appeared. ”

Xiao Chen whispered to himself, and more and more he felt that something important had happened in the capital.

Three shadows appeared in front of Xiao Chen, without exception, there was no bloodline of Jinwu.

The head is a grey-haired, frowned and slightly red mark, indicating that he is the royal family of the White Zelig Empire.

The other two middle-aged men, full of wildness, were Sirius Empire men.

The old man with white hair, benevolent eyebrows, smiling at Xiao Chen, softly asked: “Your Excellency, but to enter the capital. ”

Xiao Chen was suspicious and did not hesitate to say: “I saw martial law in the country, it seemed to activate the Patronage Front, so I came to see it. ”

“Your Majesty is amazing, not that the people of the Kingwu Empire can sense it, but I don't seem to have seen you in the Shenlong Empire. ”

The old man with white hair obviously saw Xiao Chen's Dragon Clan bloodline and spoke and probed.

Xiao Chen bluntly said: “It's just a hybrid dragon, I haven't seen it quite normal. ”

The white-haired old man suddenly, it's not surprising that he deals with the Dragon Emperor in the Wushen Palace. But... unexpectedly, this man, though restrained, has a remarkable temperament and cannot be hidden.

But it didn't occur to me that these characters are actually hybrids.

“If you are not the emperor of the Kingwu Empire, then go away and mind your own business. ”

The middle-aged man stared at Xiao Chen and said unfriendly.

“Well, I was just curious. ”

Xiao Chen smiled slightly and turned away, blinking disappeared into the eyes of several people.

“This man is acquainted with each other. He should be just a dragon in the middle of nowhere. He doesn't know anything about Wu Jingu Palace. ”

softly said another middle-aged emperor.

The white-haired old man's smile converged, his face revealed a fierce divine color, without the slightest benevolent eyebrow, his gaze was like that of a venomous snake.

“Not to be careless, not to make any mistakes at critical times," said Cold. ”

All of a sudden, the old man with white hair's face changed dramatically, and he paused: “How do I feel about this white man's temperament, his blood, and his resemblance to someone in the rumor? ”

“Like who? ”

The white-haired old man was about to open his mouth and sensed a slight slaughter intent, shouting out: “There's slaughter! ”

Bang

But it was too late. The two Emperors of Dacheng, who had only six divine veins around him, did not react.

Xiao Chen behind the quiet detour, punched and bombarded.

Supreme Dragon Fist, Only I Am Supreme!

Azure Dragon phantom, through the heavens and the earth, dragon power accompanied by the fall of fist, makes people even breathing difficult.

Two six-vein emperors, before they could turn around, were beaten to pieces by Xiao Chen.

As ashes, the soul is extinguished.

There was an old man with white hair who had been repaired by the Eight Pulses Emperor. He fled to the distance and turned around to see the scene. He opened his mouth and gazed.

What power does this have to wipe out two Six-Vein Emperors in one punch?

For some unexpected reason, the power of this punch is a little scary.

Cold Ice Small World!

It was too late to think that the old man with white hair instantly activated the Ten Heavy Ice Lanes and congregated into a small world of cold ice, covering Xiao Chen.

Pā!

Just can't wait for the old man with white hair to fade, a razor flashes, and the whole small world crumbles into countless pieces of ice.

A small world of cold ice, broken by Xiao Chen's sword.

The white-haired old man was shocked, completely out of his mind, and held a token of Wushen Palace in his open hand.

Whoops!

The scream sounded and he did not see the white man's movements at all. His right hand holding the token was cut off by the knife.

Xiao Chen reached out and grabbed the token and gently grabbed it. The token was rubbed into a bunch and thrown away at will.

“You are Xiao Chen! ”

The white-haired old man looked at Xiao Chen in horror, and now finally recognized him and guessed his identity.

“Now that you know it's me, be honest and don't think about informing the Phantom Powerful again. Tell me, what happened to the kingdom of the kingdom? Don't blame me if you don't say it in three seconds. ”

Xiao Chen stood in front of him, bullied and lightly said.

The white-haired old man knew that even if he did not speak, Xiao Chen had other means to know the answer.

There is no choice but to speak voluntarily, otherwise we do not know what kind of torture we will be subjected to.

“You don't have to threaten to become a king or a loser, emperor means, I know better than you do. Let me tell you that the Wushen Palace wants the Golden Wu Empire to offer the god beast Golden Wu as a gift to Qin Ming, who will be dragon emperor in five days. Sign a covenant to be his God's favorite. ”

The old man with white hair sighed softly: “As you can see, the King Wu Empire refused, and the Wushen Palace resorted to coercion. The King of the Kingwu Empire has now retreated to the Temple of the Sun Hand, but he will not be able to carry the entire Wushu Palace on his own for long. ”

Half a noise, Xiao Chen did not say.

The white-haired old man's heart fluttered, probing: “Looks like you are also smart, knowing that there is a false god sitting in town, do not dare to move lightly. In that case, why bother me again? I have been missing for too long. It is not good for you to be alarmed by vanity...”

Wow!

Seeing Xiao Chen with a knife, the rear hegemonic knife returned to the sheath, the white-haired old man God's imprint was cut in half along with the flesh.

Looking back to the capital, Xiao Chen stood with a knife. I didn't expect that the end result would still be the last thing he wanted to see.

Behind, a golden ray of light continued to struggle.

It is the soul of the old man in white, but there is a sword in the soul, no matter how he struggles to appear pale and powerless, the soul cannot change the scattered end.

From the beginning, Xiao Chen didn't turn his head and take a closer look.