Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The place where the village is located, the fire is everywhere!

Xiao Chen’s heart glimpsed, and on the top of Qingshan, he jumped down.

The blood of the devil turned into a red light, catching Xiao Chen, who jumped down, and rushed to the village.

Hey!

Sang gently jumped, jumped on the back of the **** blood, and looked far and wide, suddenly shocked: "No, the village was robbed!"

Without a village, there will be no reason for it, and the fire will skyrocket.

In this ridiculously ridden sea, this phenomenon occurs. There is only one case where the village was smashed by hooligans.

In the wilderness, almost every once in a while, the village was raided by rogues.

Suddenly I saw that the village that had been staying for so long was suddenly robbed, and the anger of Xiao Chen’s heart was beyond words.

At the moment, outside the village where the fire is shining.

A wooden stake was nailed to the ground, and a villager was tied to each stake.

Hundreds of rogues, riding a horse, smirking at this group of people.

Hey!

I saw that the iron egg was pumped out of the skin, bloody, biting the teeth but it was hard to say.

"The bastard! You kid, wasn’t it just awesome? Killed a few of my brothers, now why not show up, I’m dying you!”

The rogue leader, holding the whip, took a few strokes and vomited.

The iron egg is red and the teeth are biting, but it is helpless.

Too strong, this group of people is too strong!

Even if Xiao Dao taught his own knife, he could block this group of rogues, but in front of the magic, he was still vulnerable.

why why!

These bastards, why should they burn the village, and even the elderly and children will not let go.

Hey!

Above the wooden piles, the whole village is **** with young and old, and many children are so scared that they are crying, and the sound is in the night, so desolate.

But this group of rogues, but the heartless laughter, the cruel people even went to deliberately torture the old people and children.

"You guys, bastard, what is coming for me!"

The iron egg spit out a broken blood and made an unwilling roar.

The rogue leader, his face was dark and his body was burly, showing a cruel smile: "You have finally spoken, hey, you can rest assured that you will die anyway."

The iron egg kept struggling with the chains on his body, and the shaking piles were shaking, but they didn’t help.

The rogue leader haha ​​smiled: "No effort to play with you, be honest!"

Snapped!

Another whip, directly on the iron egg mouth, the flesh cracked open, the painful iron egg almost fainted.

The rogue leader, walking to the front of the wooden stakes tied to the village chief, stood in front of the wooden stake, standing a young man with a cold look and arrogance.

The young man wore a black armor and wore a **** cloak. The armor was embroidered with a strange pattern on the chest. It should be the symbol of a certain sect.

"Adult, let them go. This time it’s wrong with me. Anyone who blames me can do it."

The seven masters looked at the young people, and the voice was a little choked.

The young man is expressionless and indifferent: "I have given you a chance. I said that if I encounter a pure Yin body, I must send it in the first time. Have I said that?"

Qiye heard the words, the old face was a little trembling, but it was speechless.

"Answer me! Did I say it?"

"Adults have said."

Qiye lowered his head and replied in a low voice.

"Since I know, why should I hide it? In the past few years, we have been in this region, and it is morally just to get along with you. As long as you turn over the young children on time, you will not come to you for trouble, send a pure Yin body, or even There will be rewards."

The young man paused, faintly said: "This time I will not kill a hundred, how to serve people in the future, you said you should not kill!"

The seven lords are silent and can't speak.

"Hey, don't give your face a shame, you have to give a little color to know how powerful it is. You guys are stunned! Continue to smoke!"

The young man is not screaming, and the voice is ordered.

"What are you doing, don't listen to the devil, let the adults say, hurry!"

The rogue leader shouted in a hurry and screamed, and then smiled: "The devil makes the adults, you don't have to pay attention to these people, just rest, teach us, so as not to dirty your hands."

The young man looks indifferent and faint: "When you get to the middle of the night, you can kill people and ask your attention. What I need is the most resentful soul, don't get rid of it."

The voice of the young man just fell, and the young man’s look suddenly changed, and he looked up fiercely.

Seeing the night sky, a big bird that is like a **** flame, spreads its wings, and is demon!

"Magic blood!"

The young man’s eyes are bright, and it’s still a mutated demon blood, the best of the magical people’s dreams.

call out!

Just want to speak, ask someone, when is a friend.

Seeing countless knives flashing in the night, the next moment, the rafts in front of the stakes, without exception, are all broken by the knife light, and there is no residue left.

The rogue leader, suddenly scared his legs and feet numb, back a few steps, footsteps, squatting to the ground.

The black man’s youth suddenly became extremely gloomy, staring at Xiao Chen, who was falling down, and his eyes were murderous.

"Hello, what does this mean?"

Xiao Chen did not return to him, his eyes glanced at the villagers on the wooden stakes. The village is full of young and old, regardless of gender, tortured, no one to avoid.

After a few steps, Xiao Chen came to the iron egg, and the iron egg smashed Xiao Chen, and immediately cried: "Xiao Big Brother, I am useless."

There are thousands of words to say, but after seeing Xiao Chen, I am full of anger, but I don’t know where to start.

Everything is in the three words.

"Suffered, iron egg."

Xiao Chen took a shot of the shoulder of the iron egg, stabilized his mood, and his heart was bleeding, trying to suppress the killing in his heart.

"Friend, I advise you not to intervene in our Tianzhu Zong, Tianzong is not the existence you can afford!"

The black armor, I feel that Xiao Chenxiu, although not the king, but inexplicably felt a great pressure.

Some of the lack of strength, playing the name of their own Zongmen, want to scare Xiao Chen.

"天煞宗?"

Xiao Chen whispered to himself, thoughtfully.

"Yes, it is the seven-character Mozong Tianzong, not to mention you, even if it is a big school in the northern domain of the North, it does not dare to control our Tianzhu Zong. I think you are also a dragon warrior, to you Face, even this time, quickly retreat."

The black armored martial art, the name of the celestial ancestors played a role, and the temperament slowly rose.

Seeing the thunder flashing, at an incredible speed, a punch of anger, rushing toward himself.

The black armored warrior wants to retire, and he has to make a quick move to block it.

Hey!

The boxing mantle slammed in his right face, and the force of two hundred tripods exploded instantly. In an instant, this had the sacred magical sacred sacred sacred sacred in the early days of the sacred sect.

Rub and rub!

On the other hand, the villagers of Santer Village untied the chain and infused the soft real yuan to heal everyone.

Not long after, Sang came to Xiao Chen, whispered: "Fortunately, I arrived in time, no problem, but I did not see a small dust."

Didn't see the dust?

Before leaving, he also photographed the head of the little girl, the smile on the other side's face, but it has not dissipated from his mind.

Xiao Chen paced, came to the head of the village, sighed softly: "Seven Ye, don't stare at me, why did you drive out the dust?"

Qiye’s old tears swayed and said: “The small dust is the body of pure Yin, and it’s a good furnace for the cultivation of evil spirits. If it is discovered, it will plague the whole village. I want to send it out, the old man also does it. If you don't come out, you can only drive her out."

Xiao Chen heard the words, and many of the magical methods of the Taoist sects really need pure body.

The seven masters are right, the ordinary people face the magic warriors, no resistance. I also understand Qi Ye, why didn't I tell myself at the beginning.

In the wilderness, the magic road coexists with the right path, and even presses the right path.

A similar thing, I don't know how many times it happened, and behind which group of rogues, there is no big door support.

In the eyes of the Seven Lords, telling yourself is to let yourself die.

Or in this life, I am afraid that I have seen a lot of people, **** generations, the road is not flat, the knife is shot, but the life is lost.

The years have worn away the old man's water chestnut. In the face of this great wasteland, many things have already been so ruined.

Qiye didn't tell himself, he wanted to solve it himself. He wanted to ask the village for peace at the Taoyuan cocktail party.

Sang didn't know when to come over, carrying the rogue leader: "This guy wants to run, I caught it."

"Adults, adults, spare me a life, I am also forced!" After seeing the means of Xiao Chen, the rogue leader was so scared that he was helpless and kept asking for mercy.

Xiao Chen looked at Sang Dao: "You help me to look at it, I will save the dust."

"Do not worry, leave it to me here."

Xiao Chen grabbed the leader of the rogue, jumped out of the air, and fell on the blood of the devil, with no expression. The delicate face, under the illumination of the **** moon, is somewhat gloomy and terrible.

As the Seven Lord said, this wilderness is bleeding every day, even if it is a saint.

In the heart of Xiao Chen, I have the principle of being a man.

The world is the Mozong, he can't finish it. If you can move his friend, you have to pay the price. The man is bloody, and should not let the years smooth down!