Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The bronze door was covered with dust and dust. The moment the door opened, the dust fell like snowflakes, all sprinkled on Xiao Chen.

Behind the sly, the cheeky little face was full of surprises, bright eyes and big words, some incoherent words: "You...you...how do you push it away?"

There was a gap in the door. Not all of them opened. Xiao Chen looked through the gap and found that there was still a light swaying. It was not dark.

As for the problem of Jiao Jiao, he couldn't figure it out. When he saw this door, Xiao Chen felt like he was returning to his home.

Naturally, I opened the door and never thought about the problem of not going in. Isn't my family not allowed to go in?

Pushing hard, the two bronze doors are all open, and the first layer of the Qinglong Treasure Hall appears in the eye.

On the walls around, there is an oil lamp. The wick is made of something, and it has burned for a thousand years, but it has never been extinguished.

The door opened, the wind rushed from the outside, and the lights swayed and the flash of fire made the ancient hall look more mysterious.

The walls are dark yellow with some murals engraved on them, and the distance is far away. Xiao Chen can't see what it is.

On the wall facing him, a picture was hung on the top of a man in Tsing Yi, and the background was blank.

The Tsing Yi men’s waist is covered with a knife and the right hand is fastened on the handle. However, it is not clear what looks.

Below the portrait, there is a wooden table with a box on it and I don't know what to put.

Everything in the hall is full of mysterious atmosphere, making people dare not move.

Looking down, the golden light on the ground of the temple, engraved with a complex array of tactics, the faint swaying from above, let people feel a rush.

Xiao Chen quickly activated the blood of the emperor, feeling a little better, continue to look at, in the center of the eye is inlaid with a stream of transparent crystal stone.

Everything in this place was familiar, and all kinds of scenes made Xiao Chen feel awkward. Finally, his eyes fixed on the portrait, and he couldn’t help but walk forward and wanted to see clearly.

Who is the person who painted it?

"Don't go in."

When the foot was about to step in, Xiao Chen was stopped by the devil, and the person was a little more awake. This is the Qinglong Temple that even Lei Di can stop. How can he just go in so casually?

Geng Jiao pulled Xiao Chen back, and then slammed it again, and closed the two bronze doors again.

Xiao Chen said strangely: "What do you want to do?"

My eyes are a little depressed, and I bite my teeth: "I don't believe it. This door can be opened casually. In the past, Lei Di, the force word is not empty. Under the knife, even the ten-level monster can be killed. ""

She took Xiao Chen back a few steps, then got up and leapt, and there was a brilliance on the jade hand. The powerful real yuan gathered in the palm of the hand, and a slamming sound was printed on the bronze giant door.

The huge muffled sound, the bronze door does not move, the huge power, like the sinking of the sea, can not afford a trace.

Hey!

It’s a few palms, and it’s printed continuously, and the bronze door is still moving.

This is the satisfaction of the hand, the eyes flashed a sly look, grinning and said: "Hey, this is right, waste master, you try again."

Xiao Chen opened his mouth slightly, and he was speechless. If he couldn’t really open it, he would stop him, and it was for this.

However, he believes that this door will still be opened for him, there will be no accidents.

Stepping forward, Xiao Chen's palm touched the copper door lightly, and there was no change.

The Qinglongbao Hall, linked to the core of the array, the wave of light, brilliance, and quickly made some confirmation.

Xiao Chen gently pushed, the door of the hall, slamming, and was easily opened again, without any hindrance.

Strodes went in, Xiao Chen looked back, looked strange, his face was unbelievable, and smiled: "Come in, the scenery that Lei Di did not bring you to see, I will show you."

Jiao Jiao small mouth slightly tilted, muttered: "Who is rare."

That being said, her footsteps are quickly coming in, bright and lovely eyes, curious to look at the surrounding scene.

Obviously, there is also a strong interest in this place, not as much as she said.

Xiao Chen smiled slightly and walked through the large array of golden blood on the ground. He came to the portrait and looked at it.

The robes of the Tsing Yi men show eighteen green dragons hovering, each of which is lifelike, realistic like a living thing, and it seems that they can still see their swimming in the clothes.

On the Qinglong robes, there was a faint glimmer of light, and I went to see it carefully. In my mind, it seemed that there was a bright vision of tens of thousands of miles.

This Qinglong robes is definitely a secret treasure, surpassing the top secret treasures and the best secret treasures. What level is it, Xiao Chen is not clear.

What makes Xiao Chen really inconspicuous is the portrait of a man in Tsing Yi, holding a long knife.

As a knife customer, Xiao Chen was aware of the simple grip of the knife and the other.

So in my mind, quickly simulate the direction of the Tsing Yi man, the knife. The knife in the sheath will start from where it should be.

call out!

Just after the calculation was completed, Xiao Chen felt a knives flying toward him. The person on the painting actually came alive and got a knife from a perspective he could not have imagined!

Knife Mang flashed, Xiao Chen eyes horrified, too late to make a shout, I felt that my head was cut down with a knife, high throwing.

Hey!

Xiao Chen retired three steps, looked at the horrified words, and touched his neck. No wounds, no blood, no head, he is not dead.

His eyes are moving forward, and the people in the painting are as elegant as the immortals.

Is it that I am blind, but that feels so real, Xiao Chen can't figure out how to do it. Just that moment, he really thought he was dead.

That kind of panic can't be described in words, even in the moment before death, he also thought of a lot of things, everything is vivid.

I am studying the slyness of the ground array, raising my head and wondering: "What happened to you, nothing."

Xiao Chen’s response should be a natural one. Naturally, he could not say that he was scared of a painting.

After thinking about it, I quickly stepped forward and took the picture without hesitation. I rolled it up and put it in the ring.

This painting is absolutely intrinsic, with infinite mystery. The people on the painting, the magical powers, will definitely come.

"Hey, you paint a dead man, when the baby puts it up and do something." Jiao Jiao looked at Xiao Chen's move and couldn't help but vomit.

The emperor has a life span of a thousand years, and the king of the emperor can live for more than 5,000 years.

Xiao Chen does not think that this person must die. He also has an inexplicable intimacy for this person. He replied: "Whoever said that he is dead, maybe this predecessor is in the stars or the devil, but maybe."

"That is the Longmen Qingdi, who have died for more than 10,000 years. It is not what the dead painting is."

He is the Qing Emperor, Xiao Chen slightly stayed, some can't speak, want to take the portrait out carefully, but also afraid of the strange scene.

Yan Jiao smiled and said: "Hey, although the Qing Emperor is the strongest king of the ancient times, sweeping Kunlun, Megatron 18 Devils, can die for 10,000 years, do not have to scare you like this."

"Come and see this, this is the really scary thing." Yan Jiao greeted Xiao Chen, came to the center of the hall, and painted with a golden blood.

Xiao Chen walked over and glanced at it. He also felt shocked. When he came in, he discovered the extraordinaryness of this battle. The golden blood is definitely the blood of Emperor Wu, otherwise it will not have this majesty.

The body of the emperor has been separated from the body, their blood skeleton, every part of the body is the supreme charm.

In particular, the blood has already contained the soul of the soul. As long as the blood of the emperor is not exhausted, it will be able to regenerate blood and kill it.

This array was completely painted with the blood of the emperor. It is conceivable that the power of the array is so great, and what is the earth-shattering of the articles it seals.