Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Jiang Chih answered and said: "It is true. If you want to stand on the pillar for a minute, you can really qualify for the battle. You can't walk at the touch, you don't stand for a minute, you are beaten. I have to start again."

The person who spoke earlier, said: "In a minute, you have to endure endless attacks in all directions. There are no more than 10,000 people participating in the competition. There are four hundred and eight places in the competition. How can it be fierce? And know."

Liu Suifeng and others heard the news, and the heart could not help but be nervous. It is no wonder that the elders said that no one can fish in the water and get the qualification for the war.

In a minute, but sixty breaths, it’s gone on weekdays.

I can get to the top of the dragon column. I want to hold it for one minute and bear the attack from all sides. I am afraid it will be difficult to stick to it.

Because you don't want one-on-one combat, the attack you have to bear, the killings or tricks from countless people in the Quartet, will fall if you accidentally.

Those who are eligible to sign up for the Five Kingdoms Championship are considered to be young leaders. At the age of twenty-four, they broke through the realm of Wu Wang. What is it that is not a leader?

In the middle of the seven or eight thousand, you have to go through some panning and find out four hundred true talented warriors.

It can be imagined how fascinating the strength and talent of the four hundred people, the high quality of the five-nation tournament, which makes people a bit stunned.

Jiang Chi, who is talking to the person, has the heart to make friends, and he said: "In the next day, the elder of the knife, Jiang Chi, has not yet asked you to name him."

The man next to him, but in his fifties, but full of temperament and long breath, is obviously a half-step martial artist who reaches the limit.

When I heard Jiang Chi’s words, he smiled and said: “The name of Gao’s surname can’t be talked about. In the next name, Du Shanming’s name is a word, and Jin’s internal doorkeeper of the knife door.”

Broken knife door, Jiang Chi thought about it in the middle of the mind, can not think of what is so powerful in the Jin State, what is the knife door.

Du Huiwei smiled and said: "Ginger brother, don't think too much, but the knife door is broken, but Jin Guo has a third-rate sect. You have several people to sign up this time."

Think about it too. Although there are ten super-class gates in Jin State, there must be some small-small groups.

Jiang Chi used his finger to point to Xiao Chen and others, and replied: "Not many, only six."

A young disciple behind Du Hui smiled and said: "I also heard about Tiandaoge. It seems to be one of the three major sects of the Qin State. Only six people signed up. We broke the knife door and a third-rate sect. There are more than a dozen people. Sign up."

Between words, it seems quite self-satisfied, a arrogance that belongs to the children of Jin Dynasty, is contained in the words, making people feel very uncomfortable.

The Jin Dynasty has many spiritual veins, and its aura is abundant. The area is also vast and boundless. For four thousand years, the four empires have been crushed to death.

Ginger's face was slightly awkward, and he couldn't think of the other person's age, so he was so polite.

Xiao Chen's eyebrows are slightly picking up, and there is a faint flash of brilliance in the eyes. The cold voice: "No more can be carved in the dead wood."

A sect of the Jin Dynasty, which has no enthusiasm for the Jin Dynasty, has such a great arrogance. The younger disciples dare to speak out against the older generation. He is the pride of the Jin people.

The young disciple angered: "What do you mean? You are jealous of us. You are a sect of the four kingdoms. The tone is terrible. Don't let my Song Qing meet you in the battle."

"Brother, don't tell him, is he qualified to enter the battle of Taiwan?"

Many sectarian disciples on the top of the building, or the singular warriors, saw this scene with great interest.

Du Hui frowned slightly and didn't want to make things bigger. He said to Jiang Chi, he said: "Ginger brother, disciple, Lu Hao, sorry."

Having said that, he did not let Song Qing apologize for anything, but a group of children with a broken knife door, walked in the other direction of the tower.

Before leaving, Song Qing was looking at Xiao Chen and others, a look of no one.

Liu will follow the wind and anger: "There are things in this group of people, and the sects of the Jin Dynasty do not enter the stream, and dare to speak like this."

Jiang Chi said helplessly: "Forget it, the Jin people are like this."

I knew that the old man was the sect of the Jin State. Jiang Chi would not have any heart to meet. In the face of the four kingdoms of the Jin Kingdom, there is a kind of superior mentality.

After waiting for people to arrive, the first election of this first level can be officially started, and there are still many sects.

Everyone can only continue to wait, the incident of breaking the knife door, it is a small episode that will soon pass.

The time passed slowly. Suddenly, among the crowds on the top of the building, some people exclaimed: "The warship of Tian Tianzong is coming!"

Above the mountain peaks, the crowds above several towers immediately looked up and looked up.

A ship of Jinshan flies in the distance, and the bow of the ship is a unique flag belonging to the Emperor Tianzong, which can be distinguished at a glance.

Xiao Chen sighed in the heart, the super sectarian charm is really not ordinary, once it appears, it attracts everyone's attention.

"I heard that Yue Chenzhao of Tian Tianzong has already decided to turn the Chaoyang dawn into a thirteenth. On that day, there are colorful visions of the sun, and their lords have released their words. The goal of this time is to compete for the top ten."

"The top ten is not easy, the super sect is not a good deal."

Many people talked about it. After a while, another warship flew over. Some people recognized it: "The people of the evil moon pavilion have also come. The white exhibition won the top 20 last time. I don't know how many names I can get this time. ”

"Feng Xue Jianzong and Taiyi Palace have also come to the warship. It is amazing. The two true disciples have won the top ten places in the last session. This time I don't know if I can keep it."

"The people of the Sun Moon Gate have also come, and all the people of the top ten sects have come together."

The warships of the ten sects of the gates came one by one, and they randomly found a mountain to stop. Among them, the ship of the Snowy Swordsman stopped at the peak where Xiao Chen was.

However, the selected tower is another building. Xiao Chen looked at the past and found that other people on the top of the building were persuaded by the Snow Swords.

"Sister, this snow-skinned man is really his mother's hegemony, and all of us will drive us down."

Several warriors who had been rushed down had to come to the attic where Xiao Chen and others were located, and smashed their mouths.

Someone sneered: "You dare to be here, people are snowing swords, and the number of players who have signed up for the game has reached hundreds. You can't go down and stand by others!"

Xiao Chen’s quarrel against these people, his eyes fixed on a white figure above the tower in front, it was a young man.

In a white shirt, his eyes are cold, and his eyes are directly on the highest one of the hundreds of dragon pillars in Fenglong City.

He stood there quietly, clearly showing no action, but at first glance it was like a solitary sword. Standing on it, the sword broke through the clouds, and the chill was overflowing.

Ginger was late, and whispered: "That is the big disciple of the Snow Swordsman, Liu Yunyun, the ninth in the last five-nation tournament. He was only eighteen years old, and now he has been a few years old. I am afraid it will be even more terrible."

"The people of the Eight Great Family are here!"

At this time, between the many peaks above the ring mountain range, I don’t know who shouted loudly, and immediately there was a loud noise in the mountains and plains.

"The people of the Eight Great Family have finally arrived. Every session is the top eight of their rule. I don't know if this time is the same as usual."

"It is estimated that there will be no change. Even the super geniuses of the top ten sects are all dead, and who else can change."

"This can be said. In this genius of the competition, many of them are from the endless sea. I heard that the East China Sea Dragon King Xuanyuan is very powerful in the war, and it is already an invincible half-step martial artist."

There are local warriors in Jin State who are not convinced: "Half-step Wuhuang is invincible? It is only that he did not meet the world of the eight great families. He can defeat him if he comes to one, let alone the first Sima home that has been taken three times in a row. ""

"Sima Lingxuan of Sima's home, the last five-nation hegemony race won the first place. This time, if you can defend the first, then the Sima family won four consecutive times."

Eight warships in the distance are side by side. It is the warship owned by Simajia, Baijia, Lijia, Qianjia, Wangjia, Fengjia, Nangongjia, North Medieval, and the Eight Great Emperors.

The eight great families, talented people, powerful, even the top ten super sects can not match them.

As soon as it appeared, the atmosphere above the entire ring mountain range was pushed to a climax.

Everyone knows that these eight great families have come, and this first level is about to begin. Whoever gets the qualification to board the wind and thunder will be announced immediately.

"All the participating warriors, please wear your own dragon-shaped jade, I count down ten times, the first level of the primary election will officially begin."

After half a quarter of an hour, a bright voice sounded in the city of Fenglong, and the blessing of the true Yuan passed by the sound made the tens of thousands of warriors listen to it.

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six..."

As the countdown sounded, the entire noisy mountain immediately became a quiet place, and no one spoke.

Only the sound of the whistling wind, and the number closer and closer, the hearts of all the warriors were raised in an instant.