Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

"Thunder grass, Lei Ling blood Zhi, magic cloud flower, black mine fruit..."

In the storage ring, Xiao Chen took out the other magic fruits mentioned in Montenegro. These magic fruits could not be increased. Therefore, there was no direct refining on that day, which was valuable, and he was left behind when he saw it.

Everything has a pure power of thunder, but everything is tainted with magic.

For the magical warriors, they are all treasures, and their value is endless.

The righteous warrior needs the water of the Taiyin, and it can be refining after washing the magic.

Xiao Chen does not need to worry too much, one is raised in Montenegro, and no one cares about Tiancai Dibao, so it is directly swallowed by it.

If other magical warriors are here, they will certainly be exclaimed and wasteful.

These precious and incomparable herbs should naturally be taken into the hands of Tiandan to ensure that the medicine is not scattered.

But Xiao Chen has no scruples, because these things are only for him, and they are all zero cost.

A piece of magic is tired, after being swallowed by Xiao Chen, he burst into a black thunder fire. The breath of Thunder Avenue on the body has been continuously increasing, and the four Thunder roads have made a little breakthrough.

Lei Dao is the most powerful and huge foundation force he has now. He wants to go one step further.

Can you make your own Thunder Road, break through the five heavy, when there is an alloy dragon armor, it will be even more horrible.

Seven days later, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and the thunder and lightning flashed in the middle of the thunder.

"Unfortunately, it is still a little bit worse, but this Thunder Road is also confined to the top of the four peaks! Only one opportunity can break through."

Spit out a sigh of gas, Xiao Chen whispered to himself, and then try it. How powerful is the power of your own peak.

The secret world is a small world.

There is no movement outside the world.

Hey!

When Xiao Chen got up and flashed, he came to the center of this small world, a barren hill and a vast expanse of land.

Hey, in the hands of black gloves, pull out each of them to pull out a lightning dragon shadow. Surrounded by Xiao Chen’s arm, it spread toward his body, and then Ssangyong merged.

The purple dragon armor is embellished with a silver armor. The pendant of the dragon is hung with a dragon's inverted scale. The morning temperament of Xiao Chen is greatly changed.

It is the alloy dragon that belongs to Xiao Chen in the world!

Mindful movements, the four peaks of the Thunder road show, the horrible Tao, so that the sky is clouded.

broken!

In the armor, the dragon pattern flashes, and the dragon soul contained in the inside activates the array method, and the four peaks are in the peak field. Suddenly, one more level, reaching the top of the five peaks.

Ice field!

Xiao Chen lightly sighed, and the two cold ice fields appeared. For a time, the snow was flying and the wind was cold.

Daowei went up again and reached six weights.

The road of the knife!

boom!

Three kinds of domain areas, layer by layer, Xiao Chen is like a masterpiece, standing between the heavens and the earth. The pervasive Tao Wei, the layers of breakthrough, seven, eight, nine!

Daowei, straight to the nine.

"not enough!"

Thousands of robbers, now!

In the soul pool, the Qinglong gods shine brightly, the vast pool of souls, and the time is soaring. It seems that there is a true dragon leaping, and the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred scorpion

In an instant, the entire soul pool is golden thunder, filling every corner.

Xiao Chen palm, a golden symbol, slowly rushing out. Rumble, with the surging of the golden symbol, the whole mystery is trembled, and it seems that the power of terror is brewing in Xiaochen.

boom!

When the golden symbol is completely appeared, the morality of Xiao Chen’s body is reborn, and the quality changes, and the pressure of the single road is ten.

Under the traction of the golden charm of his palm, the power is even more than ever, and the horror is incomparable.

At this moment, Xiao Chen felt that he had the power to control himself. For a time, even this small world seemed weak in his eyes.

As long as you light a bucket, the day of this mystery will be torn apart and fall apart.

Receive!

In the soul pool, the symbol of the tip of the iceberg is quietly hidden. In the hands of the golden symbol, broke into the palm of the hand, three kinds of domain, one by one retracted into the body, the alloy dragon armor quietly faded.

In an instant, Xiao Chen was transformed from a horrible thunder to a second-handed emperor who was harmless to humans and animals.

"Retracted and free... It seems that those devilish fruits have helped me a lot. If it is a thunderous domain, it will not reach the peak of the four peaks, and it is impossible to control this ten-dollar. ""

Xiao Chen whispered to himself, feeling his own strength, and all aspects had reached a bottleneck.

The realm is stuck in the emperor of the second pulse.

The Thunder Road area is stuck in the bottleneck of the four peaks and cannot be penetrated.

Wan Longzhen, stuck in the double peak, has been unable to break through the triple, reaching the realm of Wanlong's soaring.

Knife method, stuck in the killing of innocent, killing innocent can not achieve perfection, the knife domain, breakthrough is also difficult.

"Perhaps... Yanling Guling is an opportunity for me to break through in all aspects."

Xiao Chen flashed a fine light in his eyes. If these bottlenecks broke through, one by one. His strength will produce a real qualitative change, to what extent, even he can not imagine.

"These don't want to, the Thunder Road is temporarily here. The next step is to refine the Taiji yin and yang flame map."

Xiao Chen took back his thoughts and his eyes fell on the scrolls in his hands.

Before leaving Tianmeng, the fires that were exchanged for the battles should also be used.

If at this time, overlooking the imperial city from the star, you can see the palace in the palace.

All of them have a rising spirit, and they are full of brilliance and ambition, looking directly at the top of the palace.

On the top of it, it is the sword of the real dragon condensed by the imperial city dragon veins, Yan Huangjian!

Who can hold this handle, symbolizing the sword of the supreme power of the Yanwu Dynasty, who is the true dragon, who can set foot on the throne of Yan.

In the secret of the thirteenth emperor's palace, at this moment, the breath of the wild blood is swaying in every corner of the secret.

Scorpio, by the golden eyes of a pair of golden sacred eyes, shines like a golden sky, which makes people feel deeply shocked.

At the peak of the highest mountain in the mystery, the thirteen emperor Wang Hao, with a smile on his lips, looked at the golden sky, and his heart was full of pride.

By his side, there are two old people.

One person wearing a shackle, carrying a fishing rod and a fisherman dressed up is the empty division of the White Emperor.

The other person, wearing a silver robes, is not angry and self-defeating. There is a faint king in the eyebrows. It is the Dragon King of the Dragon Empire.

Wang Hao said faintly: "The two predecessors can start."

Silver Dragon King nodded slightly, screaming and drinking, only one word: "War!"

This life is so big that it seems to detonate the scent of the sky.

Below, the vast boundaries of the land, a terrible battle, I saw a figure hidden in the dark. Suddenly killed, everyone has an emperor, and there is a pure and ruined blood.

Start a hurry and start.

Yinlong Wang smiled and said: "Thirteen emperors, the eight empires except the Jinwu Empire, other emperors under the age of 500. All gathered together, in this melee, the last 10 people will be killed with you. Emperor Guling. The emperor with the wild blood, the strength is deep, you can kill the enemy across the border. Then select ten people from it, the old man can not think of the thirteen emperors, there is no reason to not become a Prince."

Wang Hao heard great joy and couldn't help but laughed: "The silver dragon king's predecessors said it was wonderful. It is really wonderful. The Wushen Palace is not the most profound superpower, and this kind of combat power is really amazing. However, I thought about it. For Qin Mingxiong and Baiyunfei brothers, and Xia Houxiong left three places alone. But I did not expect that the three of them also participated in the fight."

Sikong faintly said: "The third of them is the strongest leader of the Wushen Palace. Even if they fight against the centuries old masters, they will not fall into the slightest. The thirteen emperors are relieved, and the last ten people standing, sure. There will be them."

In the eyes of Wang Hao, the light flashed, and Shen said: "Is it? Then I really have to take a good look."

In the secret world, at least four hundred emperors gathered together. This melee, the people watching were thrilling. The Wushen Palace commanded the eight empire, and its profound heritage is really terrible.

As the silver dragon king said, the strength of each of the emperors in the field is terrible, and the selection of ten people to fight the ancient tombs of the Emperor, can not see the reason for the loss.

However, this world is unpredictable.

The ancient tomb of Yanhuang contains many variables, and no one dares to guarantee himself in advance to be able to laugh at the end.

All the emperors are nervously recruiting visitors and picking strange people.

In the secret world of the king's palace, it seems a bit strange.

In the secret world, Wang Fei looks boring, sitting on the throne and drinking a glass of wine.

There is a famous middle-aged man beside him. The six-pulse emperor is repaired with a knife and looks at the front.

This person, named Zuo Yu, is the master of the secret cultivation of the Taimiao Emperor. As early as a few hundred years ago, Taimiao Ancestral Hall began to prepare for this princely battle, and the six-legged emperor Zuo Yu was the trump card they prepared for the great emperor Wang Fei.

In front of his vision, there is a ship with a **** moon flag hanging on the top of the mountains.

Blood Moon... This is the symbol of the Blood Wu Dynasty.

In the cabin of the building, there is a man in black who can't see the depth of his face. His left face has a blindfold that reveals his eyes. If you look closely, you will find that the left eye that appears in his eye mask seems to have a row of vermillion faint dots on the eyelids.

Beside him, there was still a man and a woman, but other people stood behind the three.

The man on the left, handsome and handsome, temperament like a lotus, with a smile on his lips. The elegant facial features, almost neglected his slick head, and then ignored the identity of his monk.

It was the former black lotus son, now the black lotus goddess, Ming Xuan!

Right-handed woman, if Xiao Chen is here, I am sure I will be shocked. I think Yang Qing is alive.

It is not difficult to guess her identity, it is the Qinglian Holy Virgin.

The focus at the moment is not three people, but one who is trained to be imprisoned and helpless, standing.

"Adults... have searched the soul, and there is really no memory in his mind that carries the key."

The black man with mysterious left eye is dissatisfied. He looks at the man and says to himself: "Jianghe... The only son of Tianlong in the last generation, if he does not know the whereabouts of the key, then this is not the world. People know."