Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The gods of the gods are the treasures of Hongmeng. They are supreme and inheritance for a long time. There are very few matches between heaven and earth.

The emperor lacks the spirit, and in three years can not summon the price of the Emperor. The illusion of the gods of the gods is condensed into the essence, and the peak of the martial arts is severely wounded.

However, in theory, in the real battle, the prospective emperor will certainly not give the emperor such a long preparation time.

In addition, Xiao Chen was dragged by Xie Zixuan and Fu Hong medicine, and gave the emperor the opportunity to display his skills. Otherwise, it will be difficult to win alone.

"Is it over?" The old man in black, who presided over the ceremony, held the Qinglongwang badge in his hand and muttered: "This price is really a bit big."

Feng Wangtai became a ruin, and the three saints had high hopes for Xiahou. They were stripped of badges by Xiao Chen, and I did not know where to throw them.

In order to block the appearance of a name, the price is a bit high.

"The last blow of the emperor is too exaggerated, and Xiao Chen loses."

"It’s not awkward, it’s a pity that it’s a shame. All the way is hard, the battle is over, the sky is arrogant, the strong parties are falling under his knife, you can lose it at the last level, people sigh.”

"Miracle, after all, is impossible."

"This shock, bear the brunt, I guess Xiao Chen with a strong body, death can not die, but the power of World War I, certainly not."

The whispered whispered sounds, and when I reached this last step, I fell to the feet of the emperor. Everyone feels that it is both unexpected and sensible.

On the VIP table, Shui Lingling quietly wiped the water mist in her eyes. The road to the king, all the way, and in exchange for such an ending. That is to be lucky, and Xiao Chen will be ashamed.

The Shura family was blue and white, and some strangely opened their mouths, wanted to say something, and finally said nothing.

Some people who have a good relationship with Xiao Chen have a very sad face and sigh.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it to come back soon, I saw this scene. The King of the Kings, or I can only laugh at the end of the summer."

I saw a figure full of sorrows, and quickly fell from the air, it was just a few hundred miles of Xiao Chen thrown out.

He refused to take care of his physical injury and rushed back all the way, even the clothes were too late to change.

But the moment I came back, I just saw that Xiao Chen was suppressed by the kingdom of God, and suddenly he was ecstatic, and sometimes happiness is so simple.

The old man in black is also happy, and quickly take out the badge of the White Tiger King and walk towards the ruins.

At this time, a tiny golden light was shot from the infinite ruins formed on the king's platform.

In the next moment, a golden light, like bamboo shoots, bloomed again and again. The blink of an eye is the golden light, rushing away, shaking the eyes, people can not look straight.

Xiahou was amazed at his face: "What happened?"

The emperor who was ready to leave was indifferent, his face changed slightly, his eyes were a doubt, and his footsteps were suspended, and he stopped.

boom!

A statue of a golden statue, from the ruins, smashed out and shines.

The statues are different in appearance, and the soldiers in their hands are different. The only thing that is the same is the prestige of the king. The majesty of hundreds of statues, overlapping, makes people feel tremble from their hearts.

"Scared me, it turned out to be just a group of king statues."

Seeing this situation, Xiahou was obviously relieved, but it was Xiao Chen who came out again.

"wrong!"

There is no change in the appearance of the emperor. I saw only one hundred statues. Xiao Chen closed his eyes and stood up. The whole body was golden and the injury was just a little restored.

The forehead of the sea emperor headscarf has been taken down, the body has an endless king of the prestige, more powerful than the statues of the surrounding kings.

Qinglong Wang, the king of Wang Zhong!

In the Dantian, Xiaoqinglong roared, Longwei, Shengwei, gathered together to become the supreme king.

A statue of a golden statue, under the pressure of the king's power, kneels down and paves a golden avenue in the air, casting it into a king's road.

Xiahou's face was mad, his eyes were horrified, and his thoughts turned sharply. Xiao Chen is now an empty shell, and the scene of being injured by the emperor is definitely not an illusion.

Even if it is a quasi-emperor, there will be no more power.

Although he was very injured, he didn't have time to reply to the injury all the way. But the guy who is bluffing should still be handcuffed.

As soon as I read this, Xiahou’s eyes flashed a smear of color, and laughed loudly: “Well, you are a little, and at the crucial moment, you will completely awaken the dragon of the Qinglong Wuhun. Unfortunately, the king of today’s seal is me. Xiahou absolutely!"

His body shape flashed, with boundless power, higher than the sky, wider than the ground, more turbulent than the river, than the vast wind of the sea, behind him, eight sides.

The blink of an eye came to Xiao Chen, and it was a quick finger, and went to Xiao Chen’s eyebrows.

Between the electric and the flint, Xiao Chen raised his right hand and took Xiahou’s wrist for a moment.

boom!

A sacred thunder rang among the heavens and the earth. This is what kind of thunder, just the sound, the whole Tianwu City that trembled like an earthquake.

The house collapsed into pieces, the lower-order warriors, the eardrums were broken, and they were fainted on the spot.

A glimpse of electric light, tearing the void, above the sky, a Dapeng composed of lightning, with the emergence of the gods.

It spreads its wings, and the wind is shaking. The Wushen Palace hidden in the clouds seems to be pushed.

"This is the thunder of Lei Di Sangmu, how can it be exhibited by Xiao Chen!"

The audience was shocked and pale. In front of this Lei Peng bird, he shivered and said that his eyes were full of incomprehensible colors.

Why the Thunder's will of the will, will be displayed by Xiao Chen.

"Hey, sweet, you don't have to make such a big move!"

"Hey, just woke up, I am not very familiar with my strength. But it is you guy, I haven't seen it for a long time, and there are so many strange things in my body."

"Please, I am forced to take up the body, don't just look around."

"Okay, okay, you concentrate on your wounds, and give it to me later. Hey! I’m talking to you, I almost forgot, I’m still holding someone in my hand, let me throw it away.”

Hey!

On the way to the king of gold statues, "Xiao Chen" took a look at it. It has already been turned into a meteor in the darkness of electricity, and it has turned into a meteor far away. I don't know where to fly and where it falls.

I didn't look at this person. "Xiao Chen" turned his eyes and fell to the depleted spirit. The corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, revealing a hint of tenderness and a playful smile.

The emperor felt a chill in the absence of chill. He felt that there was something wrong with Xiao Chen. It seems that something has changed, but it is not clear what is wrong.

However, seeing this weird smile on the face of "Xiao Chen", he knows that he has to leave, his mental strength is exhausted, and the whole person is in a state of weakness. It will not be Xiao Chen’s current opponent.

The light flashed, and the emperor quickly flew in the direction of Tianyouxi.

Seeing "Xiao Chen" holding his hand on the handle, Tian Youxi's face changed slightly, loudly: "Glorious watchman, protect the emperor!"

Hey!

A ray of light came from behind her, and the thirteen watchmen quickly rushed to the back of the emperor, and the soldiers were all out.

Each of them is a masterpiece of light, and the light is united. It summons an imaginary kingdom of God and blocks all the rear space for the emperor.

The Kingdom of God was just formed, and on the way to the king, the knife in the hands of Xiao Chen was pulled out.

The Thunderbird between the Scorpio, quickly squatting on the blade, swept the knives of electro-optical light.

In the moment, the kingdom of God turned into a virtual shadow, and thirteen watchmen, the light of unity quickly burst, splitting and falling apart, one by one, and vomiting blood and flying.

Knife Mang is not losing momentum, kneeling on the back of the imperial, and smashing it into two halves.

Tianyouxi swayed a soft and holy white light, and connected the body of the emperor into two halves, connecting him and holding him away quickly.

The painful mourning has never been emanating from the emperor, and the voice is heartbreaking, with endless remorse and pain.

"Xiao Chen! Don't think that you will end after you seal the king. Wait, wait for me to cast a statue, absorb the power of the nine hundred gods, and hurt today, a hundred times for you!"

Returning to the scabbard, the world is quiet, and Xiao Chen is on the way to the king, step by step toward the front.

Hey, the statue of the statue at the foot is broken and turned into an ashes in the space.

It seems to be demonstrating Xiao Chen, on this road, along the way, those who were defeated by him.

Those who have lost me are defeated by me, and those who are defeated can be saved!

By the end of the last step, all the statues were broken, and the golden dust filled the back of Xiao Chen, beautiful and beautiful.

The dust is rolling and it seems that a new statue is brewing.

The blue dragon badge in the black man's box is shaking, and he is desperately pressing the box, but it does not help. The badge slammed and flew toward the clothes on Xiao Chen’s chest. The blue light flashed and broke into the white coat.

The whole white dress, changing, will be turned into a gorgeous Tsing Yi armor, the dragon-shaped badge on the chest, eye-catching.

"I want to seal the king, but some people are not satisfied!"

Who dares not to accept it, even the imperialism is smashed into two halves, isn’t it going to die?

For a long time no one answered, the golden dust of the sky, suddenly formed, a golden statue based on Xiao Chen, standing on the broken Wangtai.

Standing on the ground, Megatron!