Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Duanmu Qing picked up a yellowed book in the black old plaque, patted the dust on it and gently flipped it. As the pages of the book unfolded, a faint glow was emitted.

Numerous golden writings flew up from the pages of the book, and they were as dense as a scripture, but unfortunately they were ancient words. The people present did not understand, but the rhythm of the fluctuations on the pages of the book made people know that this is definitely not a product.

"The bottom wood family has made a profit, and actually got an ancient martial art, that is, I don't know what type of martial arts."

"No matter what type of martial arts, a martial art brought to the coffin by the ancient Emperor Wu is definitely not a stall."

"This is an ancient word. I can't understand a word, I am dizzy."

In the heart of Xiao Chen’s heart, the ancient words floating in the air are actually the traditional characters on the earth. Seeing them quickly, they will print the words floating in the air in their minds.

Duanmu Qing looked at the ancient characters in the air, the eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the muttering of the heart was actually an ancient word. I don’t know if the predecessors in the family could translate them completely.

call!

Just as Duanmu Qing was preparing to put the ancient martial arts into the space ring, a blue-clothed Wu Zun, who was hidden in the crowd, suddenly jumped flat and flew toward Duanmu Qing.

The timing of the blue Wu Zun was very good, and did not start when Duanmu Qing first obtained the ancient martial arts, and did not choose to do it in the middle, but when he was about to put it into the ring of Qiankun.

At this time, Duanmujia had been relaxed. Duanmuqing released the ancient martial arts and looked at it for a long time. Apart from really wanting to look at it, another purpose was to deliberately lead out some people who had a bad heart.

I thought that no one would dare to rob, who knows the last moment, suddenly emerged a peak Wu Zun, dare to come and snatch.

The blue Wu Zun's speed was extremely fast, and he immediately came to Duanmu Qing's front, took the ancient martial arts from her hands, and then flew forward.

The surrounding warriors all exclaimed. I didn’t expect anyone to dare to pay attention to Duanmu’s. Although Duanmu’s family died in battle with two Wuzuns, there are still six powerful Wu Zun and ten big martial artists. Not one can compete.

Duanmu Qingyi's a moment, then a pretty face cold, the surrounding temperature suddenly plummeted more than 100 degrees, the air filled with endless cold, the speed of Wu Zun slowly slowed down.

The six Wu Zun behind her also reacted and slammed, and six huge icicles were raised on the ground to form a cage, which surrounded the blue Wu Zun.

broken!

The blue Wu Zun shouted, and a sigh of relief emanated from his body. The six icicles were immediately broken into countless pieces of ice, and the blue man got out of trouble.

But he was too late to breathe. He just stepped out of the way and raised six icicles on the ground again, trapping him again.

broken! The blue Wu Zun screamed, and the anger broke out again. The cage was broken and escaped.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Every time Blue Wu Zun takes a step, he will be immediately sealed by ice, and then force the icicles to be shattered. This can be very expensive. At the end of the day, he is getting more and more time to break the icicles. long.

From the initial one, it will be easy to break the icicles. Now, after taking a few deep breaths, you can barely break the icicles. The forehead is full of sweat. Obviously, the consumption of energy has reached its limit.

Xiao Chen dissipated the gods and saw the six Wu Zun behind Duanmu Qing. Under their feet, they even became an invisible ice line. The crystal brilliance flowed above the lines, forming a strange array. .

Xiao Chen’s heart was secretly scared. It’s no wonder that the six icicles will appear so quickly and neatly. It turns out that these six people have become one, and the martial arts are the same. The martial arts attributes are the same, and the power formed together is enough to incite the martial arts.

ice!

Duanmuqing suddenly snorted, and a huge icicle appeared out of thin air. The blue martial art was instantly frozen by the icicles, and the icicles never exploded.

call!

An ancient yellow book was thrown into the crowd, and the blue Wu Zun threw out the ancient martial arts at the moment of freezing.

The crowd was completely chaotic, and many warriors began to **** it up.

Duanmu Qing brow wrinkled, no expression, cold channel: "all kill!"

She said that a blue silk turned into a white hair, and there was a slender sword in her hand. In the eyes, there was no trace of humanity, as if walking in the dead to harvest life.

Hey!

There was a scream in the crowd. Duanmu Qing took six Wu Zun and ten big martial artists and rushed directly into the crowd. When they saw people, they killed them.

"Run fast, this group of women is crazy."

The blood and the broken limbs flew, and the crowd screamed. Duanmuqing's face was covered with blood. The red blood was like a delicate flower, which added a strange beauty to her.

call!

The slender sword, gently smashed, did not bring any wind, a big martial artist was directly split into two halves. Duanmuqing's cold face, without any expression, received the sword straight, and inserted it into the heart of a martial artist in front.

No fancy martial arts, straight and straight, all the swords are all killing, Duanmuqing is like a killing machine, the movement is accurate to the extreme, but it gives a kind of fireworks-like beauty.

Life is fleeting and released in an instant, this is the art of death.

The coldness is overflowing, the ice is shining, and the surroundings are like ice caves. The speed of action of this group of warriors has been reduced to the extreme. The warrior of Duanmujia, the speed of action has not been weakened, and the fierce battle is simply a unilateral massacre.

The fat man looked cold and his heart was full of sorrow: "This woman is really horrible. Not only does murder not be soft, but it is simply not changing color. It is not moving. Is life not even ants in her eyes?"

Su Xiaoxiao’s expression on his face was not too surprised. He sighed: “The prince of Duanmu’s family must cultivate the mysterious hail, and the practitioners must be utterly loved, otherwise they will never reach the realm of Dacheng. I will see you in my early years. When she arrives at Duanmu, she can still see her smile."

Xiao Chen’s heart was slightly a little surprised. There are still such extreme exercises in the world. The practitioners must be absolutely unloved. What kind of destruction is there, and the gaze of Duanmu Qing is also a bit more sympathy.

Hey!

Duanmu Qing took a sword and split the last standing warrior into two halves, slowly picking up the ancient yellow book that fell on the ground.

Her gaze suddenly turned to the direction of the three people in the morning, and the money moved, and they slowly came toward them. A cold wind came out, and all three felt it in a cold heart.

"This martial art is for you, the fox is given to me." Duanmu Qing handed the yellowed ancient martial arts to Xiao Chen, and the voice said coldly.

Xiao Chen’s heart smiled and he still said that this person is pitiful. Is this the so-called poor person must have hatefulness?

Xiao Chen refused without hesitation. "Sorry, Xiaobai is not a commodity. I will not trade it as a commodity."

“Not enough?” Duanmuqing’s face was cold, and the cold temperature around it dropped a lot.

Some of Jin Dabao couldn’t see it. He said: “Don’t think that you’re dyed with a white hair. It’s very bully. It’s a bit of IQ. The Linghu has signed a blood contract and can’t trade.”

Duanmu Qing’s eyes were still staring straight at Xiao Chen. He did not care about the fat man who spoke. After hearing his words, he seemed to understand what was in his heart. His eyes were murderous and his slender swords screamed.

"Golden Dabao, you gave my son back to me." Jiang Mingxun from the distance sent Jiang Mingxun an angry voice.

Ji Changkong took the two warriors and walked over here. It was obviously the sound of the fierce battle just now, and they were attracted.

Among the crowds, Ji Changkong stands proudly, and his deep eyes are like an endless starry sky. It is faintly visible to people who don’t know the depth. It seems that the three saints have definitely helped him a lot.

The fat man said with no anger: "You want a son, look for a child to fuck? Look for a fat man to do swearing, you fat lord I will not have children."

"Golden Dabao, don't be too much."

Xiao Chen’s faint opening: “Jiang Mingxun is in my hands, you are looking for the wrong person.”

Ji Changkong danced long, the clothes were agitated, the wind was not automatic, and the wind was light and clouded: "Let my cousin, leave an arm, I will not kill you."

flutter! flutter! flutter!

There was another rush of footsteps in the distance. Hua Yunfei rushed over with the six Wu Zun of the Chinese family. Hua Yunfei said coldly: "Xiao Chen, are the big martial artists of my Chinese family? Killing? Killing my Chinese people, today you don't want to go out of this palace."

Xiao Chen looked at the people of the three great families, Duanmu Qing, Ji Changkong, Hua Yunfei, and many warriors behind them, all looking at him with death, his eyes did not hide the thick murderous.

Xiao Chen clenched the moonshadow knife in his hand, and the electric weapon was shot on the blade. The majesty of the sixth-order demon nucleus was released without reservation. He sneered: "Is it not to kill me? Why do you have so many excuses, who are you first? The head of my Xiao Chen is here, I see who you dare to take."

There was a silence in the crowd, and all of them knew the horror of Xiao Chen. If they fight for their lives, they will definitely make the same tricks. The mind is jealous that no one dares to take the lead.

"Give it back to win, take you to the top!"

A golden lance had no indication of its appearance, and a slamming slammed directly against the chest of Xiao Chen, and the shirt on his chest was immediately scratched.

Exposed in the golden armor, the long gun arrived on the armor, but could not advance. In the heart of the guilty conscience, a golden yellow gas was injected into the rifle, and the huge force made the whole person of Xiao Chen fly.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

After returning to the righteousness, the rifle slammed against the sudden retreat of Xiao Chen. The stone pillars erected in the underground palace were instantly broken by ten. Finally, Xiao Chen was always on the wall with a portrait of a saint. Just stopped.