Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Blinking for thousands of years, smashing the sea, the old days, but I am still, the meaning of the king, endless!

Taking advantage of the old meaning of the wild, Xuanyuan battled in the breath, tempered his own king's war for 10,000 years, and then quickly made a move.

It’s chilling to think about it, how terrible it is, how to resist it.

Above the body, the long and ancient atmosphere makes people feel heavy, as if a mountain is pressed down. The meaning of the thick king was not better exposed by Xuanyuan’s control of the war. The void was immediately smashed by a small space crack.

Sima Lingxuan's brow slightly wrinkled, and for the first time on the stage, he appeared martial arts that he could not understand. His eyes could not help but fall into meditation, and suddenly his mind flashed in his mind.

Muttered to himself: "It turned out that he was almost scared by him. He is not a true saint. How can he really come up with a vision of a million years? Just take the meaning of it and simulate it a little. This vision is afraid that it can only last three breaths."

"But even so, it is very strong. The meaning of the king of 10,000 years, Chu Chaoyun will be defeated!"

Contrary to his opinion, Xiao Chen shook his head without any traces. He was not optimistic about this move, but he also expressed his opinions.

In the face of this peak, the expression on the face of Chu Chaoyun finally became dignified.

The right hand quickly changed its ancient handprints, and the surrounding beams of light falling from the sky slammed together and the light disappeared into the body of Chu Chaoyun.

Let the golden glow of the body give birth to a texture, Xiao Chen slightly glimpsed, the gods quickly swept the past, whispered: "Great, even condensed his strength to the essence, I thought that under the Emperor Wu, I can do it alone. To."

At this moment, Chu Chaoyun, from head to toe, is a golden color, and the sacred and arrogant temperament is more and more intense. Glimmering, the footsteps are also motionless, as if it were a golden statue carved by a **** craftsman.

Seeing the other side motionless, Xuanyuan had a strange feeling in the heart of the war, but this tempered the meaning of the king for 10,000 years, there can only be a time of breathing.

It is his must-kill trick. After the exhibition, if the other party is unbeaten, he will be forced to fight back and lose the fighting power.

Only if there is a war, there is no other way!

Rubbing!

In the battle of Fang Tian, ​​when it was only half a meter away from the Chu Chaoyun, it turned into a golden statue, as if the Chu Chaoyun, which stayed here in ancient times, moved.

The radiance of the body swelled out, and the body was 321 acupuncture points. Every acupuncture point can shine, hundreds of millions of rays of light, more than three hundred points of acupuncture points overlap.

The endless light, layered, many can not count, millions of billions of dollars, Chu Chaoyun on the wind and thunder is a burning sun, golden light.

"Eternal Light!"

Chu Chaoyun whispered, and between the mouths of the mouth, there were golden syllables floating out like a god, and solemn and solemn.

The long sword in his hand, as fast as the photoelectric swaying its complicated swords, should not be able to capture the speed of the naked eye. It can be separated in layers, innumerable, and the endless golden light shines, but it breaks down every movement of Chu Chaoyun.

Every time he throws a sword, the time stops, and the world seems to have a more Chu Chaoyun. In the light and shadow, he has sold a total of 99,900 swords, and each sword is full of strength.

The eternal light and the old days of the wasteland, there are similarities and similarities, the military in the audience, immediately felt the similarities, and the mood could not help but get excited.

I thought that Xuanyuan battled the sky, and made the old days, and in the blink of an eye, the meaning of his king was tempered for 10,000 years.

Who knows, the silent dynasty Chu Chaoyun casts the eternal light, and also swayed nine thousand and nine hundred swords in an instant. Whoever loses and wins, this is really impossible to judge.

Countless figures overlap in the blink of an eye, smashing out thousands of Huaguang, Chu Chaoyun condenses the eternal light of 99,900 sword power, ushered in the Xuanyuan battlefield for 10,000 years The days are old.

boom!

The huge sounds sounded, and the eyes that everyone had been staring at had no time to react. Even the sounds produced by the explosion did not have time to hear.

The two who made the ultimate killing, burst into a powerful energy in the moment of fighting, that power is beyond the control of the two.

Xuanyuan had no time to move in the war, and when he slammed it, he bounced back like a cannonball, breaking through the powerful wind and thunder enchantment, and dropping directly into an audience seat.

The explosion of the rumble sounded, and a person turned upside down. Many of the warriors were affected, suffered innocent disasters, and directly stunned.

Hey!

But when the Chu Chao cloud is about to be smashed by the power, a golden light descends from the sky, then bursts into flames, and then a golden light falls.

The entire nine golden light columns fell into the sky, and the light column burst, which finally offset the powerful and incredible impact.

Chu Chaoyun stood pale on the wind and thunder, slightly suffocating, his face looked extremely ugly, his clothes were ragged.

The golden glory has long since dissipated, and the holy temperament is not pure. Although it is unbearable, he is finally standing on the platform.

And flying out of the field, compared to the Xuanyuan battlefield, which is unknown to life and death, the victory and defeat are clear.

Hundreds of thousands of spectators at the scene saw this scene stunned. I really didn't expect a duel from Wu Emperor. It would make such a big move, and even the wind and thunder enchantment could not resist.

The referee's heart was also shocked, but it always looked like a lot of time, and soon he came back to God, saying: "Chu Chao Yunsheng, two points!"

After a long time, some people have reacted one after another, one by one.

"It’s really a day, half a step, the battle of the Emperor, the unexpected movement, the slightest disappointment compared to the next product."

"The third move of the four-season knives in the white is almost the same as breaking the wind and thunder. If he makes the fourth and fifth moves, this wind and enchantment will certainly not stop him."

"That Sima Lingxuan certainly has to say more, and certainly has the strength to break the wind and enchantment."

"If these guys are promoted to the Emperor Wu, the older generation of Wuhuang-level masters, I am afraid they can't compete with them."

"I have a hunch that this five-nation hegemony will definitely open the door to the Kunlun world and there will be a messenger from the previous session."

Among the sly voices, Xiao Chen closed his eyes early and began to close his eyes. The strength of Chu Chaoyun has finally bottomed out, and he will never be afraid of anyone in the five countries.

The road to the peak, close at hand!

"The next game, Xiao Chen fights against the white!"

In the ninety-fifth round of the game, it was finally the turn of Xiao Chen, and his opponent, this is the white child of the youngest generation of the youngest generation.