Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The blood of the devil, the power of a fart, shocked more than a dozen devils.

I have to say that although the method is a bit awkward, the power is quite reliable.

At least Xiao Chen thought about it. He had to shock the dozens of demon martial artists. It took a lot of effort to do it.

When the "toxic gas" dissipated, Xiao Chen slowly fell, and the **** body was reduced to the palm of the hand.

The suffocation does not exist, the devil is not, the gorgeous look looks, but it seems that humans and animals are harmless.

This bird is really a bit strange...

Xiao Chen secretly pondered that the magic clouds in the sky should contain some kind of real toxin.

Leading to the magic door warrior, do not dare to absorb themselves, otherwise it is simply a huge treasure.

In front of this **** blood, after absorption, it is only a small size.

Xiao Chen can see that it is only a moment when it becomes smaller, and its atmosphere is actually more stable.

The strength is obviously further, almost to reach the peak of the late star.

Cold and cold looked at the blood of the devil, Xiao Chen faintly said: "Give me the truth, don't ridicule my patience again and again."

Previously in the sky | throwing him down is absolutely deliberate.

It became the blood of the palm of the hand, watching Xiao Chen get angry, no temper.

It looked a little scared, shaking his wings and falling on the shoulders of Xiao Chen.

Hundreds of thousands of mountains, nowhere, Xiao Chen does not know where he is now.

The 100,000 mountain ranges that the Red Blood King has made are actually not many in the jungle. Most of them are broken mountains and rivers and broken rivers. In the sky, the magic is in the clouds, and it looks miserable.

Xiao Chen turned his head and looked at the blood of the demon, letting it grow bigger and carrying him to fly.

The blood of the blood is not willing, just indigestion, the stomach is still very uncomfortable.

I don’t want to do it either, and my wings are on display, and Xiao Chen flies again.

Snoring!

It wasn't long before I flew out of the jungle. The magic cloud in the sky was divided into two halves, turned into a thousand-winged scorpion, opened and smashed, and bite into the blood.

Even if the devil's blood and its wings spread out, it would be a hundred feet wide. In front of this thousand wings, it is still not enough.

If you are bitten, you will die.

As for Xiao Chen above, it is not much better.

The means of the magic cloud sect!

Chad the thousand wings, Xiao Chen is no stranger, and the illusion of the old man who used to fight is generally no different.

It’s just that the Thousand Wings are more powerful and terrible than the Big Snake.

Sitting on the blood of the demon, feeling the danger, bursting out, countless blood light spurted out from its feathers, turned into a Dawley arrow toward the thousand wings.

The bursts of crisp sound came, and the thousand wings were actually very hard.

Dirty poisonous blood arrows, hey, all were bounced back.

"go!"

Enemy dark, I am clear, Xiao Chen took the opportunity to stand up and sigh. The blood of the blood suddenly fell together and turned into a **** light, flew toward the mountains in front.

The thousand wings, shaking their heads and tails, chasing after them, whistling.

For a time, there is always no way to open it.

puff!

Suddenly, the rear chased a thousand wings, a fierce mouth, spit out a poisonous gas, and soon invaded.

Rolling the magic, eroding the body of Xiao Chen and the blood of the blood, this magic is quite vicious.

Through the clothes, Xiao Chen's skin appeared a little fester, so that the real yuan blocked in time.

Didn't let it invade the blood and break into the body, otherwise the internal organs will be broken, and it will be broken in an instant.

Even so, the speed of the passing of the real yuan makes Xiao Chen particularly uncomfortable. The blood and blood stasis is also quite intolerant, so that it will be bitten by the thousand wings sooner or later, and the result will be only one dead end.

"The power of the thunder!"

Xiao Chen pointed to the two fingers, looking back, a fierce wave.

See the Quartet violent wind, lightning and thunder, spurt in the fingers in the blink of an eye, hundreds of roads contain the power of the Thunder.

Each knives has a length of up to a hundred feet, and the electric light shines, containing avenues and powerful powers.

Xiao Chen is now nine stars Yuan Dan has been lit eight stars, the real yuan is beautiful in the mid-star, and more generous.

With a single blow, he mobilized the violent Thunder Avenue and waved it out.

It can already reach one, which is extremely terrible.

Thousands of wings, the hole was pierced in an instant, and the speed slowed down.

Not finished yet!

Xiao Chen sighed coldly and broke into the knives of the body of the thousand-winged scorpion, turning it into a pure electric light.

The rapid explosion of the explosion, the huge incomparable thousand wings in the air, the break in an instant is countless cuts.

The poisonous gas that permeates the Quartet quickly disappears, and it is broken into thousands of pieces of thousands of wings. The screams of screaming spirits are horrible and horrible.

Hey!

The blood of the blood rushed away, and the speed rose to the peak, turning into a **** light and disappearing into the sky.

After waiting for safety, Xiao Chen jumped gently and fell to the ground again, his face slightly gloomy.

"Damn, a big Yuandan sage, actually escaped from my hands."

A young man with a white face flew out in the distant magic cloud, and he held a sneaky hand.

Flying quickly to the front, and soon came to the place where the Thousand Wings were shackled.

Hey!

Thousands of thousands of wrecks, turned into a sinister smoke, broke into their ghosts.

The sneaky scorpion is slightly white, and there is a round of faint rounds behind it. As the magic smoke breaks into it, the light of the road becomes brighter.

The white-faced Mozong disciple, his eyes are cold and rigorous, patrolling everywhere, Shen Sheng said: "It’s really fast to run, but unfortunately, this **** animal is really rare."

"Ha ha ha, Qing Zi Yu you are the core disciple of the illusion of Yun Zong, even a big Yuan Dan Zun can not catch. It is really a big surprise, really give you a false face."

Suddenly, the big laughter made the white-faced Mozong disciple’s disciple, and his face changed slightly.

I saw a burly, brave man with a magic axe, stepping forward.

His whole body muscles bulge, full of the power of the accompanying shot, as if his hand can break the mountain.

"It's you!"

Qing Ziyu recognized this person at one glance, one of the three great demons near Wanxing Mountain, and Si Hongyi, the core disciple of Tianyingbao.

"If it weren't for me to be underestimated, how can I give him half a way to live in the first round of the wheel?"

Si Hongyi looked at the ghosts of Qingzi Yu, flashed a hint of jealousy, and there was a hint of hidden greed.

The roads that the illusion cloud sages sell are all garbage, and the road goods piled up by the quick method.

Only after thousands of years of inheritance, there are several masters who cultivate the rhyme of the Tao, which is considered a fine product.

More than the illusion of Yunzong, they are the same as the Temple of the Blood, and the Temple of the Blood.

The real weapon is always the priority supply, the elite disciple in the door.

This sneaky hand in the hands of Qingzi Yu is not a general boutique, and the wheel has been tempered for at least a thousand years.

The power of the avenue is not known.

However, he also thinks about it. The strength of the two is half a catty. Under normal circumstances, no one can help.

Si Hongyi's eyes turned: "Qing Zi Yu, I see that the white boy who knows the importance of the light, certainly did not run far. The other party came to the first time, certainly not you and I are familiar with the terrain, under the joint hand, I can not catch him."

Qingzi Yuwen couldn't help but laugh: "The foolish brother said this very well. In fact, I have the same idea. You Tianyingbao, there is no shortage of blood and blood, this kind of animal, the body of the kid is not bad, just give it is you."

The practice of Tianyingbao, specializing in the flesh, all the core exercises of their martial art come from an ancient magical power.

It can swallow the flesh of the enemy and strengthen one's own body, which is no different from eating people.

"It's right for me!"

Si Hongyi laughed loudly, shouting, and the sky and the magic cloud, a sharp figure, fluttering.

Lightning tears the sky, thunder is slowly brewing, and the situation is changing.

It is the disciple of the Tianyingbao disciple, the core disciple will have the surviving tool, the beastly heavenly eagle!

Qingzi Yu looked at the day of the Thunder Eagle, envious of the road: "The brother of this day, the Thunder Eagle, if it is full speed, the outbreak is much faster than the blood."

Si Hongyi proudly said: "This is my emboldened! With this eagle, it is absolutely enough to kill the kid."

"is it?"

But at this moment, a cold and squeaking sound rang out all around, and suddenly appeared, and the two men shuddered in an instant.

Who, lurking beside them for so long, was not aware of it at all.