Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

For the time being, there is no inventory, and after Xiao Chen and Ma Lao and others decibel, they close their eyes and make their breath once again.

His perception, suddenly like a spider web is full, quickly spread out to the Dragon City.

The limit is constantly expanding, and it is more widely felt than he is using the gods outside.

It’s just that there’s no clearness to seeing it, and you can’t see the picture in real time, you can only feel some unique air.

With!

After a while, Xiao Chen felt an unusual air machine. I don’t know if it’s a natural treasure, or a dragon’s treasure.

With a look of hope, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and his body quickly flashed.

Fighting sound?

As soon as he approached, Xiao Chen heard a fight and could not help but frown.

Being given a step ahead, I couldn’t help but speed up and ran over.

Just saw, an amazing scene, a place in front of the ground.

The elite warriors of the Ma Lao team, such as Mengzhuang, were slashed and flew out.

Painful landing, screaming.

"What happened?"

Xiao Chen landed, and Meng Zhuang and others were helped, and he asked.

Good Mengzhuang, also an acquaintance, Xiao Chen is impossible, after seeing it, I don’t know.

There was a terrible scar on the chest of Mengzhuang, and the blood flow from the wound was soaring that it was difficult to stop.

Xiao Chen looked at it carefully and found that there was a strong sword in the scar, which contained the will of the soul.

"Xiao brother, obviously is an ancient animal body we found, and he was robbed by him, and we were wounded."

Mengzhuang had a look of horror in his eyes, holding the wound and pointing at the man in front.

Xiao Chen’s eyes glanced, and the person standing in front of him was the martial artist who claimed to be Ananda.

He had a fight on his head, his face was covered, he was wearing a tight suit, and he wore a robes, and he couldn’t see what his body was.

"You don't have to be so heavy."

Xiao Chen asked softly.

"Because you are looking for bitterness, you can't blame others."

The knives and knives apparently passed through the special handling of the sound, and their eyes passed through the fight, and they took a deep look at Xiao Chen and flew away.

Xiao Chen didn't chase, it's not necessary, and now fights with this knives.

The strength of the other side, after all, is there.

"I will send you back." Xiao Chen turned.

Meng Zhuang and others, since no complaints, to see the strength of this knives, will not blame why Xiao Chen does not shoot.

It is very good to be able to delay your time and send them back.

Go back to the team gathering place.

The injured person, not a minority, only knows when asked.

It was originally wounded by the knives, but it was not a killer.

After Ma Lao cautiously asked everyone, he said: "This ugly is also measured. After you see him, don't shoot it."

All the injured people can't stand the treasures and get angry.

There is no fight knife, and take the initiative to hurt people.

The two teams did not dare to declare war on Ananda, but they could only make small things small and small things.

After a break, the two teams joined together and simultaneously smashed toward the general rudder of the Yanmo tribe.

The next four hours, the two teams joined forces to strangle a lot of fire devils.

In the ancient vast dragon city, came to a huge and huge Dragon Square.

In the Long Square, there are hundreds of miles in the square. There is a mysterious array in the middle.

In the eyes of the line, a pillar with a length of hundred feet was inserted.

Straight into the sky, there is a great pressure, from which it comes out.

Ancient and vicissitudes, after years of baptism, precipitated a huge pressure.

Above the pillars, there is a black and ethereal flame, which is especially strange.

Qinglong Totem!

Xiao Chen’s face changed slightly, and the pillar that stood for a hundred feet was recognized at a glance. It was a dragon totem.

"The fire of the virtual god!"

Different from the focus of Xiao Chen’s observation, Ma Lao and Liu Lao, as well as the cold front and others, stared at the flame floating above the pillar at a glance.

The black flame, between nothingness and substance, is like magic, attracting everyone's attention.

The silence of the four parties, even the breath is not seen, many people are confused, walking toward the Qinglong Totem.

There are hallucinations in their eyes, and there are various desires hidden in the heart during the week.

Think about it, or make a name for it, or a peerless deity, or a princely king...

With a strange smile, step by step toward the front.

"Stop!"

Ma Lao, who broke free from the illusion, changed his face slightly and shouted.

It was like a thunderstorm on the ground, and it sounded in the square. Many people suddenly felt that the soul had been hit hard and the corner of the mouth overflowed with a trace of blood.

Suddenly awakened, after winning his own actions, they were all shocked and stepped back.

There are still a few people who are not good enough, and their desires are too deep to break free.

Still walking non-stop, just embarked on the mysterious array, the three souls and seven scorpions, suddenly pulled out from the body.

Fluttering, flying toward the black flame, and then directly burned out.

The body is drained by the array and turned into a pool of blood and disappears.

As several souls are drawn, the flesh is absorbed by the array, and the black flame on the dragon totem seems to become more lustrous.

Take the flesh and soul of these people as delicious food and swallow them.

Hey!

A group of people suddenly felt terrified and quickly accelerated their speed and rushed back.

It was not until the exit of the square that I was a little relieved.

"How could this be?"

Ma Lao and Liu Lao and others were shocked and their faces were dignified, but their eyes still did not leave the black flame.

Xiao Chen’s heart is also a bit strange, I really did not expect that here can meet the legendary fire of the virtual god.

After the sea of ​​clouds is the context of the gods, after the gods, it is a virtual state.

The illusory god, that is, the flesh has become a body, only the soul is immortal, can become the existence of the true God.

Their lives are almost limitless, and their strength has reached an incredible level of incredibleness.

Just using words, it is no longer possible to describe the horror of the virtual god.

Light is the existence of the sacred world. For those present, it is already out of reach and needs to look up.

Virtual god, let alone.

The so-called virtual fire is a rather special existence.

If you want to have a virtual world from the realm of the gods, you must ignite the fire in the body. This fire is the fire of the virtual god.

Shenhuo, how to ignite in the end, they are not known.

However, the importance of the fire of the virtual **** is like that of Yuan Ying, who is a true comprehension.

If the fire is extinguished, the false god, which is said to be immortal, must also disappear into this world.

"I really can't think of it. There must be a fire in the place where the evil tribes gather. But who can think of it, it will be the fire of the legendary virtual god, it is incredible..."

"But the fire of the **** of ignorance is almost extinguished, and even the gods can't scatter it."

"The fire of the virtual god, some are not right, it seems to have magic. I suspect that those tribes are actually controlled by it."

Ma Lao and others, carefully and carefully discussed, eyes looking at the fire of the virtual god, all flashed a trace of greed.

Everyone wants to get the fire of the virtual god, but they dare not act rashly, afraid to send their lives.

Xiao Chen squatted down his body and reached out to touch the square floor. His face was slightly dignified.

As he expected, this place is not at all right, there is a bigger array below the square.

In the previous city, the dead, the blood that flowed in, eventually flowed to the mysterious array in the center of the square.

Xiao Chen got up and asked the old man, "How did you find the underground dragon city?"

Liu Lao is not waiting to see Xiao Chen, cold and cold: "Where are you, high-level discussion, which round got you to interject."

Xiao Chen smiled faintly: "You don't say, I also know, is it a blue dragon on the surface, and then send people to search and find the entrance?"

Liu Lao’s face changed slightly, and it looked a little strange. After you said it clearly, how did you know it?

"Xiao Chen, I am with Liu Lao, and there is something to do business. You are waiting at the side, waiting for instructions."

Ma Lao frowned slightly, and did not want to see Xiao Chen, waved his hand and sent it off.

Xiao Chen did not speak, and a sneer in his heart, retreating to the side.

"I am swearing at the Holy Land, you guys, **** it!"

At this time, a majestic figure descended from the sky and fell heavily on the square.

His skin is dark, wearing ancient black dragon armor, holding a long gun, and his body is a terrible dragon.

The rifle was slightly stroked in the air, and the entire square slammed and suddenly became loud.

The Fangyuan Square, which covers a hundred miles, has a number of fires on the stone pillars.

Each group of flames is a red fire.

The seemingly empty square, the real thing, is the nest of the Yanmo tribe.

All of a sudden, Ma Lao and others, suddenly changed their face, the number of fire, some more unexpected.