Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The huge dragon-shaped illusion rises from the back of the throne, and Xiao Chen on the throne is expressionless.

The mighty dragon of the dragon, as soon as it appeared, blocked the holy sacredness of the three sacred beasts in an instant, and the two momentums collided.

A crisp sound, ringing between the stars, seems to be a broken sky. Warm and admiring the clouds, the wind is unscrupulous, and the three prestige of Xiahou, under the cleansing of the dragon, the disappearance disappeared without a trace.

Between the stars, only the blue dragon is floating, the three sacred sons are sent out of the will, and the sacredness is lost. It is no different from the ordinary will.

Everyone is dumbfounded by the eight sides and the four fields, all of them are quiet and feel the mighty dragon in the small world.

The mythical Sanshengzi, the invincible Shengwei that was jointly displayed, was actually broken.

Thousands of thunder and light scattered, re-converged into a purple symbol, Xiao Chen will infuse Qinglong's will, reach out, and the scorpion swept out.

Rub and rub!

The sound of a huge break sounded in the heavens and the earth, the **** bird Suzaku, the holy beast white tiger, the auspicious basaltic, and the three-headed will-shaped object showed a little crack.

Then, in the twinkling of an eye, it turns into a little brilliance and breaks into the eyebrows of the three people.

The three men were pale, and the corners of their mouths were slightly overflowing with a trace of blood. Their eyes looked at Xiao Chen on the throne, and there was a very intense and shocking look in his eyes.

The three of them are noble and holy, and they are out of reach in the eyes of the world. They are legends that never fall. The most powerful will of Sanwei, who can be joined by the three people today, was still easily broken by Xiao Chen.

Years are long, 50,000 years of time, still can not afford the Qinglong's holy prestige. Qinglong, the head of the Four Saints, is undisputed and irrefutable.

Ten seconds later, the official countdown was completed, and the thousands of golden beams radiated behind the throne suddenly joined together to form a huge beam of light.

Covering the darkness of the throne in the throne, the shadow of the dragon behind him has not yet dispersed. Under the cover of the light beam, it has been completely shaped and fixed.

Yan XIV, San Shengzi, An Junxi, in their extremely unwilling eyes, this represents the throne of the Tianjiao people's first list, after all, was won by Xiao Chen.

Thousands of rays are bundled together, and the throne carries Xiao Chen. The higher the height, the higher the height of the stars in the small world, and the height of the throne rises.

Above the four-party warships, both the elders of the various factions and the disciples who came to watch them raised their heads and looked up at the one-of-a-kind throne.

When it rose to the highest point, Xiao Chen suddenly stood up and jumped from the light column. The vast Qinglong Yuwei still did not disperse. When he passed, others evaded.

Once again, I felt the holy power of the Qinglong Wuhun. Many people finally woke up. In my mind, I remembered the legendary name, and all of them were shocked.

"This is the Qinglong Wuhun, disappeared for 50,000 years, and today it has reappeared."

"It is really the Qinglong Wuhun, the glory of 50,000 years ago, actually reappeared again, no wonder the ability to defeat the Holy Spirit of the Three Sons."

"At the beginning of the Longmen Qingdi, sweeping the eight sides, the Terran was pushed to the peak of the ancient times, the Protoss, the Yaozu, the Ghosts, the corps, all were suppressed by him."

"From the bottom of the Tianjiao list, it suddenly rose to the supreme first, this Xiao Chen really a bit of the shadow of the Qing Emperor."

"But the gantry is no longer there. This Xiao Chen exposes his martial arts. I guess there will be big trouble."

The sounds of various noisy arguments, such as the tsunami, sounded one after another, and the Qinglong Wuhun reappeared in the world, which is definitely a big news that shocked Tianwu.

No, it is the big news that the entire Kunlun world will be alarmed.

The name of that year, how many people and how many forces, are the existence of a dream. The king's family, who refused to obey the discipline, was wiped out by him.

The Protoss who developed to the peak, just preparing to show their strengths, were crushed by his shackles until he died for 50,000 years before regaining the peak of the past.

The 18th Emperor of the Abyss and the Devil, who came to suffer repeatedly, was blocked by him.

The Enemy of Longmen Qingdi is too many, and each one is a big man with a strong strength. If you come out one by one, you can easily pinch the present Xiao Chen.

At this time, exposing his identity is really bad for him.

Sure enough, everyone’s guess is immediately a reality.

Xiao Chen just flew out of the small world, the king's family Jiang Jia, Lin Jia, Yan Jia, the three leaders of the rank-level Wu Sheng, vacated.

Behind the wheel of the heavenly law, the colorful light is reflected, and thousands of miles are covered. The sky is covered by the sky, and the distance of tens of thousands of meters is less than a blink of an eye.

Boom!

The vast momentum of the master-level Wusheng, like the actual tsunami, came out, and some of the lower-class warships could not bear it, and they shattered.

The other warriors who won this scene also exclaimed a sigh of relief. The handwriting of the king's family is too big, and the decisiveness of the shot is also astounding.

The three master-level Wu Sheng, together, directly killed a half-san.

Any one of them, just move your fingers, can easily kill Xiao Chen, the three people join hands, Xiao Chen where there is any vitality.

On the battleship of Tian Tianzong, Haotian Emperor glanced at it. There was no action on the Scorpio, and he waved his hand three times.

Hey!

The three master-level Wu Sheng, each spit out a blood, directly flew out, the body of a full set of high-end secret treasures, in the face of an incomprehensible understanding of the power, fell apart and turned into pieces.

Jiang, Lin, and Yan’s three masters of Wu Sheng, the look of a pale pale fall on their own battleships, behind the circle of the law of heaven, a slap, a circle of fragmentation.

Emperor Haotian, the law of the heavenly order that broke into their bodies, exploded again, and the entire imperial warships swayed desperately.

The other warriors on the deck were all flying out.

"Do it, start the Emperor's magic cannon. Even if you die, you can't have a younger emperor in this world!"

The three master-level Wu Sheng, look terrified, but there are not many accidents in the eyes, and the faces are all very firm without exception.

The terrible battle that broke out outside the small world was just a pair of moves, affecting 10,000 ships.

"I have gone, Haotian Emperor, when did you come here?"

"Come on, go fast, if this is swept away by the aftermath, nine lives are not enough for us to die."

A warship has opened its maximum speed and flew toward the rear, fearing that it will be affected by the battle.

Their warships are not superior, even if they are king-class warships, they can't stop the attack of Emperor Wu.

Haotian Emperor sneered and said: "If you are stubborn, there is no emperor-class warship in the quasi-emperor, how can you exert all the power."

He reached for a forward shot, and there were eight eight six six-four-thousand golden rule behind him. On every golden heavenly law, there were countless stars spinning at speed.

In the middle of the golden rule of the circle, there is a round of beautiful day, full of light, and the law of the heavens behind it seems to have evolved the universe.

Above the three emperor-class warships, a giant hand appeared, including the starry sky universe, and gently dropped, and then three direct-class warships were directly shot out.

"Oh, my brother, yes!"

A voice sounded in the air, a middle-aged man wearing a red suzuki robes, smiled slightly and appeared on the battleship of the Emperor Tianzong.

Next to Han Qinghe's eyebrows, he gently picked it up and said: "I have seen Suzaku Lord."

The coming person turned out to be the contemporary palace owner of the Holy Land phoenix palace. The Suzaku Lord's look did not change much. He glanced at Xiao Chen, who came slowly. He said quite a bit: "Where the king's family is, let me negotiate." This guy is really unexpected and courageous."

The Emperor Haotian smiled and said: "I don't think there is much courage. As he said, the coming will always come, can you hide?"

"The four words of Longmen Qingdi will make him unable to escape for a lifetime."

The Suzaku Lord heard the words of Longmen Qingdi, and frowned slightly: "Fifty thousand years have passed, and the name is also mentioned. Tianwu domain only needs three holy places."

The Emperor Haotian is a serious look: "You can be a human being, you need to be a master!"

The Suzaku Lord screamed: "Oh, let him? Lei Di, who was even more shocked than he was 5,000 years ago, failed to succeed. You think he is OK?"

The ghost door closed and went, and Xiao Chen slowly flew toward the battleship of Tian Tianzong. In the eyes, he saw the other than Han Qinghe and Haotian the Emperor on the deck.

I also saw a fuzzy light group, which seemed to be talking to the Great Emperor, and when he fell on the deck, the blurred light group disappeared.

Suppressing the doubts in my heart, Xiao Chen slammed his hand to save the life of the Emperor, and gently bowed his hand and said: "Thank you for the Great Emperor, the help of life."