Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Lingyun Mountain Range, a peak of the top of Biyun Peak is extremely rich, here is the peak of the entire collection of Aoyun Peak. It is also one of the seven fulcrums of the Lingyun Mountains and the underground spirit. It can be said that it is one of the most abundant places in Daqin.

In the above practice, it is more than four or five times faster than ordinary people to absorb the aura. However, there are only a few people who can enjoy this treatment in the Tiandao Pavilion.

On a rock in the top of the peak, an old man sat cross-legged, and the surrounding aura was in the fog, pouring into his body, and the green smoke rose from his forehead.

This person is the peak of Biyunfeng's peak, and the body has already reached the peak of Wuwang, one foot has entered the realm of Wuhuang.

Twenty years ago, many elders of the Tiandao Pavilion, after heavy casualties, such as the lack of such a master, now in the Tiandaoge, the strength has been ranked in the top ten.

flutter! flutter! flutter!

A rush of footsteps came, and a figure rushed from the foot of the mountain, carrying a thick back knife behind him. In the place that is three feet away from the old man, he slowly stopped and his face looked nervous.

Song lacked the person who touched this person, slowly opened his eyes, and shot a lot of light in his eyes. He looked at people, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he said with dissatisfaction: "The public is not talking to you for the last two months. Don't bother me?"

This person who calls for the righteousness is a disciple of the Song Dynasty. Although it is not a true disciple of Biyunfeng, his identity and status are quite different from those of his true disciple.

In addition to the elders, the entire Biyunfeng, only he dared to disturb the practice of Song deficiency at this time.

Zhao Gongming’s heart was a little embarrassed and said softly: “When I returned to the master, there was news from someone in the main hall that the younger brother’s life card in the main hall was weak. It seemed like...”

Song lacks a look of color, Shen Sheng: "It seems like!!"

Zhao Gongming daringly said: "It seems that life is at risk!"

Hey!

Song lacked suddenly stood up, and the rock that sat down was broken and turned into countless pieces of debris. The debris was blown by the wind and turned into countless powders, which passed away with the wind.

The murderous murderousness of the floods, the disappearance of Song, quickly concealed his emotions, and said: "When is this time, where did Qianhe go down the mountain, and who went down the mountain, you carefully follow Let me talk."

Before the arrival, Zhao Gongming had already inquired about this. At this moment, he said: "The teacher of the past, he brought six disciples of Biyunfeng, and all of them have repaired the martial arts masters and went to the Yinfeng Valley. ”

"What I heard was that Liu Ruyue needed ice crystal flowers in the valley of the wind to help people. The younger brother didn't know where to know the news. He took the people to the glory valley in advance, and then there has been no news until now. ""

Song lacks a flash of light in the eyes, cold and frosty, cold and cold: "Liu Ruyue? Best prayer, don't do anything, otherwise I want Qingyunfeng to not leave on the film."

"Go, go to Knife."

......

In the main city of Knife City, Ge Yunbin carefully listened to Zhao Gongming's narrative, and then missed Song: "Song brother should not worry, I will arrange everyone to find, let the son."

Song lacked the hand: "There is a city of Laoge."

For a few hundred miles, there is a knife city eyeliner. Going to the valley of the wind and wind, looking for a person, for Ge Yunbin, it is not difficult at all.

After an hour, I immediately got the result. A foreign disciple walked in quickly and said: "The Qicheng city owner, we have found the Song brother in the shade of the valley, need to bring people back?"

Song lacked to say: "Don't bring it back, you will take me to the scene immediately. I will see who is so bold."

In the valley of the yin and wind, Song lacked the Song Qianhe who was taken down from the tree, and his eyes burned in anger. The face of Song Qianhe was all shoe prints, almost unfamiliar.

A few disciples of Biyunfeng, who followed him, quickly cleaned up the blood on Song Qianhe, fed the medicinal herbs, wrapped them in bandages, and raised his injuries with Yuan temperature.

After half a ring, Song Qianhe woke up faintly, looking at the people in front of him, a little just did not understand the situation, strangely asked: "Hey, brother, how come you, I am where."

"I rub, how is it so painful!" Just finished a sentence, Song Qianhe found that the lips were so painful, only to find that he was seriously injured, and the body was tied with bandages everywhere.

"What is going on here, Xiaojiu? How do I become like this, who did it!" Song Qianhe tried hard to remember, but how can he not remember himself, how did it become like this.

Forgetting Dan!

Ge Yunbin and Song Song lacked a glance at each other and had an answer in mind. The two walked behind Song Qianhe and explored his right hand. He was pure and sturdy, and explored the body of Song Qianhe.

flutter!

In the body of Song Qianhe, the vitality quickly swam, and soon found the agent deposited in Dantian. The two suddenly made a force at the same time. Song Qianhe opened his mouth and spit out a pool of green liquid and landed on the ground.

Ge Yunbin retracted the hand: "If it is another day, the drug power of this forgetting Dan will be all infiltrated. When Wu Sheng is shot, it is useless."

"Since the son is fine, I will leave."

In the Tiandao Pavilion, only one person can own it. The Song Qianhe was attacked by people, which is extremely complicated and involves the internal struggle of Tiandaoge.

Ge Yunbin didn't want to succumb to this matter. When he left, Song did not stop it. He said: "Song owes a pledge to the city owner and will return it in the future."

After Ge Yunbin left with the people in the knife city, Song Qianhe completely remembered what happened yesterday, and his eyes were full of hate. "Ye Chen, I want you to die."

......

In Qingyunfeng, Xiao Chen was awake since last night, and has not slept until now. Next to it is Liu’s wind with a pig's head: "Sister, not as serious as you think!"

Liu Ruyue sneered: "I see you are really fascinated by that woman, IQ is completely gone, wait, before sunset, Biyunfeng people will definitely come."

Xiao Chen was a little worried in his heart. More than half of this was his idea. "If you come here, if these people come, then you will push the responsibility to me. I will be alone, and I will leave the Celestial Court." ""

Liu Ruyue heard the words, smiled lightly, and the face full of charm showed a gentle look. "You don't want to learn to smell the sword?"

Xiao Chen heard a glimpse of it. In the days of Tiandaoge, he also inquired about it in his spare time. He knew more about Wen Jian’s spirituality and found that it is almost impossible to master the soul of the sword. Things.

Liu Ruyue took the moon shadow from Xiao Chen’s hand and swayed and pulled it out. Above the black blade, there was a cold, cold awning, and a trace of electric light slowly jumped.

The blade is facing the sky, the sun is hitting the blade, the flow of light halo, the streamlined blade, the infinite beauty at this time.

Liu Ruyue looked seriously and murmured: "You are for this knife! If you leave, the seal in the knife, you don't want to unlock it?"

Xiao Chen thinks of the seal of the knife, and feels a bit frustrated in his heart. If he can't learn to smell the sword, he may not be able to release the seal from the generation.

"You don't have to worry about Biyunfeng. I said, this is wrong with you in the wind. You have merits. I just blame you. It has happened so much. I don't discuss it with me."

"Like the moon sister, I..." Xiao Chen felt that some of them were in the throat, but they could not say it.

Liu Ruyue smiled, his face was like a flower, like a fairy in the mountains, full of different styles. "Don't say it, I forgive you, remember that it is not an example. I will borrow your moonlight today."

Hey!

Liu Ruyue slammed the moonshadow knife in the air, and the blade hummed in the air, suddenly bursting out with violent electric light, and the smashing eclipse was dazzling.

The sixth-order Lei Peng demon nucleus in the knife, at this moment, broke through the shackles of the past, comparable to the imposing manner of the king of Wu, and spread unscrupulously.

A shrill thunder rose from the blade, like a Lei Peng leaping out of the knife, making an angry roar, a circle of visible ripples in the air.

Xiao Chen and Liu Suifeng behind Liu Ruyue felt a huge pressure, and the shoulders seemed to carry the power of 10,000 tons, which was extremely painful.

"This is a high-level soul soldier!" Liu Suifeng said with great surprise, this is a real high-order Tianbing, only one step can become a second soldier.

The Tianwu Continent has been in the air for hundreds of years. No Tianbing has been shown. I did not expect to encounter a Tianbing soldier here, and it is still a high-ranking heavenly.

Xiao Chen’s heart is also full of shocks. I can’t figure out how Liu Liuyue reverted to the level of the moonshadow knife.

Liu Ruyue holds the moonshadow knife, but stands proudly. The clothes are agitated with the breeze, and the hair flies, and the eyes look down the mountain. The faint opening: "Go, people are coming!"