Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

"Don't be so savage in the future, there are absolutely no mediocrity who can become a martial artist. I have never seen anyone, who will fight with the spirit and the real yuan. This is the act of suicide."

Xiao Chen, who had just taken a thousand years of healing medicine, slightly refining the medicine and infiltrating the internal organs into the internal organs, and spit out a bit of broken blood for a while.

When I heard the words of Xiaojiao, Xiao Chen got up and smiled: "Nothing, I have a sense of proportion, and I am playing against that person. I have a better understanding of my own strength."

After the five-nation tournament, Xiao Chen’s strength has advanced by leaps and bounds, but there has never been a suitable opponent. No one in the half-step Wuhuang has attracted his interest.

The old man in the blue robe is just to reach the next product, and he can play a clearer understanding of his own strength.

His current combat power, the general product of the Emperor Wu, if not burning the real yuan, basically will not be his opponent. When you come across like the old man in the blue robes, you can use the martial arts to burn the real yuan of the next martial arts, there are still some gaps.

If he can reach the realm of the Emperor Wu, and refine the spirit into a real yuan, then the old man in the blue robe can never walk ten strokes in his hands, even if he burns the real yuan.

Compared with him, in addition to the advantages of the real yuan, the blue robes are not as good as the martial arts. If Xiao Chen uses the purple thunder to burn the real yuan, I am afraid that the blue robe old man can't stop even his three moves.

In the eyes flashed a eager gaze, Xiao Chen looked around and said: "Don't say this, where is the source of the tenderness, I can't wait."

"In the northeast, you should be able to see a small hill when you walked twenty miles. There is a ban on Lei Di. I can help you open it."

Twenty miles of land is not too far away. Xiao Chen’s eyes looked at it. Although he was very eager to catch up, he was not really reckless.

Re-squat on the ground and continue to heal, make sure there are no injuries, and rush in the best condition.

After half an hour, Xiao Chen opened his eyes again, and his spirits and feet were a little bit, and he turned into a dragon.

However, I didn’t go far, and I ran into a little trouble. The fierce fire spirit in front of me was blocked.

In the red blood cage, I saw the fire spirit, Xiao Chen did not panic, know how to deal with this kind of yin attribute fire spirit without sensory pain.

The right hand popped a group of purple thunder fire, the purple light in the eyes flashed, and the flame above the palm of the hand suddenly had a dazzling radiance, but the heart of Xiao Chen’s origin was also taken out.

Containing the heart of the source of the purple mine real fire, the power and the previous is completely different from the Japanese language, watching the fire spirit coming from the air, Xiao Chen lightly screams, refers to the object for the soldiers!

The flame suddenly condensed and shaped, eventually becoming a sharp sword with ten handles. Xiao Chen’s right hand waved and the short sword slammed out.

Hey!

The purple fire daggers that just arrived in the yang, inserted in the heart of these fire spirits, immediately exploded, and the ten difficult fire spirits were instantly bombed into countless Mars.

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, and the purple light in the right eye flashed, and the short sword scattered in the air turned into ten streams and re-entered into the right eye. With the short sword made by the purple thunder fire, Xiao Chen swept all the way, and after a quarter of an hour, he went to the hill that Jiao Jiao said.

The hills are not big, the height is not two hundred meters, three hundred meters in length, the earth is black, and at first glance, the ordinary hills are innumerable in this underground world.

"The source of the pulse is below this?"

Xiao Chen walked around the hills and did not feel any special features of the aura. How to see it was an ordinary hill.

Geng Jiao nodded and said: "Well, the source of this spiritual pulse has not been suppressed by the Gathering, and the reiki has been leaking all the year round. Lei Di took half of it. When he was discovered, he laid a ban, you wait. Let me see you."

call out!

When the voice fell, Jiao Jiao directly flew out from the moonshadow knife, and the luster on the blade immediately became dim.

For a long time, I didn’t see my eyes with my own eyes. Xiao Chen looked at it carefully and found that the other side had not changed. Taller than his head, the little girl-like look, the body of the fire, as it used to be.

Looking at the hills in front of me, there was a look of nostalgia in the eyes of the eyes, and I sighed with sighs, and my hands began to seal quickly. At the end of the small right hand, I pointed forward: "Open!"

The solid hills split in half in the surprised eyes of Xiao Chen, and a sly aura came out of it.

"Don't squat and hurry in, let the two people in St. Volcano, feel the aura, the trouble is big."

Xiao Chen understood this reason, his body flashed and turned into purple light, and instantly entered the ramp at the foot of the hill. Geng Jiao then entered, and her hands were printed again. The hills shook again and again, and they changed again and again.

In the distance, the blue robe old man who was marching toward the Netherfire, frowned at the same time, and was promoted to the Emperor Wu. The military has begun to cultivate spiritual strength, and is extremely sensitive to changes in the aura of heaven and earth.

At the moment, the two men also felt an unusually powerful aura, which surged out.

The old man in the gray robe said: "Big brother, do you want to look over the past."

"Tianhu Lake was the site of the Emperor of the Tianwu Emperor. It may have appeared in different treasures. I used to look at it. I will cope with the fire of the Nether." The Blue Robe old man thought about it.

The road was deep and dark, surrounded by thick fog, and the walls were covered with dew that was liquefied by the aura. It looked like it had not dissipated for thousands of years.

There is no need to practice at this place. As long as Zhangkou uses a force to suck, the repair can grow instantly, but Xiao Chen does not dare to suck.

There are many impurities in the fog, and the holes are not ventilated all the year round. Those impurities have no small damage to the human body, and they can only be sighed.

Going all the way forward, at the end, the fog disappeared, an underground river appeared in his eyes, the water was flowing, the aroma of the fragrance came from the top, and the whole river was actually made by the spirit liquid.

Xiao Chen sighed: "It's really not a waste. Let a Linghe River flow out like this. After five thousand years, it will cost a lot of aura."

Behind him, the little mouth twitched slightly: "Nothing to see, a most inferior spirit. Just waiting for you to go to the Kunlun world, you know that Tianquan Guhe knows what is the real Linghe. It is."

Being despised by Jiao Jiao, Xiao Chen couldn't refute a smile. He knows the level of the spirit, but he does not know how to divide it.

At the end of the Linghe River is the location of the source of the spiritual pulse. The two walked toward the front, and they were on the road. By the way, Xiao Chen talked about the division of the spiritual level.

The spirit is divided into five orders, from the first to the fifth, from low to high, the first order is the most common, and the surrounding Lingshi mine is not even associated with it. Only the second order is surrounded by the spirit.

Tiandaoge has a second-order spiritual vein, but the spiritual stone produced by the second-order spirituality is mostly the lower-level Lingshi, and rarely comes back to the intermediate spiritual stone.

By analogy, only the fourth-order spiritual pulse will produce a large number of superior Lingshi, and the fourth-order spiritual pulse is also known as the best spiritual pulse. There are less than five best spirits on the Tianwu continent, and they are in a state of near exhaustion, and it is no longer possible to produce a large number of top quality stones.

The fifth-order spiritual vein has become a holy spirit, and there is no one in Tianwu. Even in the Kunlun world, it is extremely precious. As for the fifth order, the legendary king's spiritual veins belong to the existence of the phoenix horns in the Kunlun world. Only the king's big school can master.

During the speech, the two also went to the end of the Linghe River. Xiao Chen looked at the source of the floating spirit in the air, and the two eyebrows wrinkled slightly together.

In the thick fog, the source of the spiritual pulse is full of palms.