Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The Beishan Academy and his party, under the leadership of Bai Yi Shusheng, left the drug garden with extreme depression.

After a long time, I packed up my mood.

After all, a line of hand-held Horcruxes is a forbidden treasure. As long as you don't touch the different kind of Xiao Chen, you can make a big gain in the ancient city.

Even if you run into a king, you have the strength of a battle, and you are not afraid.

It is a million, can not meet Xiao Chen.

"Brother, where are we going now?"

The white book student Shen Sheng said: "Nancheng District can not wait, we are coming from Xicheng District, leaving Beicheng District and Dongcheng District. Go to Dongcheng District, there is no one to go there, I am holding a stalker. Treasure, enough to dominate!"

"Well, listen to your brother."

A group of people, showing their body, on the eaves of the ancient city, constantly jumping, between the rise and fall, it is a long distance.

It can be found that the strength of these people is not weak, only to meet Xiao Chen, it seems eclipsed.

The Horcrux of the Horcruxes hits the Shadow Bow, and it is finished.

Dongcheng District, on a street, a white man, looking at the things in his hand, his face showed a happy color.

Just now, he finally came out, no one dared to touch the **** rain zone. In this sinister place, I really got a big opportunity. At the end of the **** rain, there was a drop of blood!

A drop of blood of the Valkyrie contains the blood of the **** of the gods.

If you can fully refine, the benefits will be extremely amazing, but even if the emperor kills, it is impossible to refine.

After collecting more than ten, it takes more than ten years to slowly digest, otherwise it may be explosive at any time.

The white man swears, knowing his strength, he only took a trace of this blood.

Turn it into its own use, even if it is only a trace, less than one percent of the power.

Still let it benefit, the flesh and blood, got a thorough purification. There are also a few gods, and it is a wonderful use of its own Buddha.

"somebody is coming."

The white man looked up and looked into the distance. At the end of the field of vision, a group of people jumped on the eaves.

Horcruxes?

The field of vision is concentrated on the folding fan in the hands of the white scholar, and the white man is stunned, and the level of the folding fan is recognized at a glance.

But this is not to surprise him. Surprisingly, the person is immersed in a familiar atmosphere.

"The breath of the old man."

The white man whispered to himself, who is who, who is he.

He is naturally the only remaining son of Ming Xuan, the death of the black lotus sage, and let it break into a butterfly.

After Arranging Black Lotus to teach a little bit of things, he was alone and came to the Central World.

Buddha Guangbao Road!

The white man’s hands are changing, and the handprints are pinched. Above the dome, the Buddha light condenses. The next moment, draw a golden avenue, white people step on the step.

The Cotai Strip, taking him like an aurora movie, flies away. But the clothes on his body are not moving, and they look quite calm and calm.

But for a moment, he appeared in front of the pedestrians of the Beishan Academy.

"Where is the monk coming, go and don't block the road."

The white scholars looked at the monk, although the mouth was yelling, but he did not dare to take a nap.

Folding the fan in the hand, quietly unfolding, the pressure of the horror of the soul device, all the people were shrouded in.

Ming Xuan Shengzi looked to this white book and said: "I am not malicious, just on a few people, I feel a little bit of the atmosphere of the old man. I have seen anyone, but I also hope that a few will tell you one or two."

When the words came out, Bai Shusheng was furious and was humiliated by Xiao Chen. It was a shame in life.

How can you let people know that this monk is actually opening his mouth and letting himself say it, how is it possible!

Old people?

Wait, this person and Xiao Chen know that they are friends, if they can hold it.

Maybe you can recover the loss from Xiao Chen’s hands. When you think about it, Bai Shu’s students can’t help but murder: “You are not malicious, I have, kill!”

Fold the fan in your hand and gently wave it.

Suddenly, the Confucian sects in the fan sang in the heavens and the earth, singularly upright, gathered together with the top of the head, and under one power, the power was endless.

"The soul is forbidden, and the power is extraordinary."

Ming Xuan Shengzi risk-avoid avoidance, but still sweeped by the aftermath of the fan, the mighty Confucian Word, a word, a ring in the ear.

Hey!

The spirit is shocked, the blood is tumbling, and the Ming Xuan Shengzi spits out a blood, his face is slightly white.

"Don't blame me for being too embarrassed. If you blame, you will blame you for knowing Xiao Chen and making friends who should not make friends!"

The white book scholar hit a hand, the awe-inspiring spirit became more powerful, Shen Sheng: "Floating dreams, prosperous ending."

The scenery in the folding fan suddenly changes, and the interpretation of the lost life is a hundred years of life, the bustling end, the dream of life.

A palm is flying, it seems like a dream, and it seems to be a real life. It was a dream.

Ming Xuan Shengzi smiled lightly: "I really know the old man, black lotus secret technique, destroy!"

In his hands, the beads are online, and a horrible handprint is formed in an instant, and the Buddha is surging, brewing the energy of terror.

It can be like the tranquility before the storm. On Mingxuan, there is no energy fluctuation.

Until the moment when he reached out his hand, all the power broke out at this moment.

boom!

Behind him, there was a statue of a black Buddha with a look of disgust in the eyes of the world.

At the foot of the tall building, the ash is annihilated in an instant, the first white book scholar, the martial arts that change dreams. In front of this mystery, it seems very incomparable, and it was blown out on the spot.

Hey!

Wait until the dust is gone, within the first kilometer, everything is empty, and you can't see the buildings that still exist.

Many disciples of the Beishan Academy were torn apart on the spot, and the broken bodies were everywhere.

boom!

Mingxuan's figure flashed, and when he fell, he stepped on the chest of a white-skinned student who struggled to get up.

The screams rang, Ming Xuan Shengzi was indifferent, and faintly said: "It’s not only you, there is a sacred weapon, now you can talk about what happened to you?"

"I said, I said."

The white book is so painful that it is not alive, and there are some difficult roads.

After everything was finished, Ming Xuan Shengzi kicked the white-shirt scholar and kicked it. He said: "It’s a coincidence, but I have an appointment with someone, and I won’t look for you now.”

Hey!

After learning the exact news of Xiao Chen, Bai Yi Shusheng was as fast as he was, half an hour later.

The ancient city is above a tall building.

"You are late."

Waiting until Ming Xuan went up to the high-rise, a mysterious person who seems to be covered in the shadow of the body, looked at Ming Xuan faintly said.

Come on, there is a strong magical evil, and a quiet and peaceful temperament of Ming Xuan, there is a difference between the world.

But these two people with very different temperament came together.

"The road has been delayed a bit, the East Gate is really difficult to go, but it should be late."

The mysterious person of the blood shadow, looking at the center of the ancient city, said: "The old palaces and the four big six-class sects of the old are not dead, want to break the ban, it is not so easy. It is an accident, who can think of this wild **** valley meeting There is an ancient city left by the **** of war!"

Ming Xuan looked to the center of the city, where there is a mysterious crystal nucleus that supports the huge aura of the city and controls everything in the city.

That is Shenjing!

Shen Jing, which contains the power of Shinto, is precious in its value, even if it is the existence of the human king.

Only the emperor who surpasses the king of the king can understand a little bit, for these beyond the existence of the human extreme.

Shenjing has a deadly appeal.

Ming Xuan whispered: "There is no emperor to arrive, this is the most unexpected. It seems that this ancient city is indeed the first time. Tiansu Palace did not know beforehand, what will exist in it, it is also a for us. opportunity."

I don’t know where the two people came from, but I dared to smash the center of the city. The place gathered these six large-scale sects, as well as the many kings of the Tianzhu Palace.

Everyone can see that the city center must have the greatest opportunity.

But if you have some self-knowledge, you will not take such a big risk and mix it in.

In the medicine garden.

"Xiao Chen, a total of more than a dozen Panlongguo, all the attributes are there, this time really big harvest. The effect of Panlongguo is not much worse than your Dragon Fruit."

Murong Yan said with delight, Panlongshu can actually open branches and leaves in a short time, and then the result.

But let all of them be shocked.

"Let's go, can't stay." Xiao Chen collected the dragon fruit and said softly.

"Can this dragon tree, it seems to continue to grow, are not waiting for it?" Murong Yan Road, Pan Longshu has grown to a thousand feet, but has not given up growth, obviously will produce more Panlong .

Xiao Chen’s martyrdom is also a pity.

If your own fairy ring is not given to Jiaojiao, you can not take care of the Dan Magic and directly collect the tree.

But now, this is the only way.

"Let's go, we go to the city, I feel there is a bigger opportunity there."