Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

This person is handsome and looks good. He is only twenty-five years old. He is wearing a leather body. It is painted with the lines that Xiao Chen can't understand. The lines of the lines are flowing with faint light. It should not be ordinary clothes.

Its tyrannical strength, the fights of the three tribes, all secretly shocked, fell to the ground and watched the other side hold the source of the pulse in the palm, but did not dare to have any action.

The young monks and martial artists collected the source of the spiritual veins and looked at a group of martial artists who dared to speak out. They smiled and prepared to leave.

But he just turned around and looked at a white figure. I don’t know when it appeared. I looked at him calmly.

The warrior’s heart was slightly shocked. When did this person appear, there was no feeling at all.

"The source of the spiritual pulse, hand it over, let you leave." Xiao Chen's faint opening directly said his purpose.

The swearing man’s mouth slightly tilted up and smiled and said: “Give you something that Mu Yun’s hand will give you in vain, don’t dream.”

If you don't speculate, this person's temper is also violent. Before he talks about what Xiao Chen is saying, he will directly record the water dragon.

The crazy rotation of the water flow is like a beam of light, going toward Xiaochen, rumbling, the sound of the water is endless, hitting the water dragon, violent and unparalleled, seems to be able to easily penetrate the mountain.

The soft water, originally in the hands of this person, seems so tyrannical, more violent than the flames of ice.

Hey!

A knives flashed through the sky, and a thunder was heard in the sky. The violent water dragon roll was divided into two halves. It was passed by Xiao Chen and did not hurt him.

The cold blade, flashing a little electric flower, Xiao Chen single holding a moonshadow knife, the tip of the knife pointed at the other side.

Seeing the other side casually, they broke their own water dragons, and Mu Yun’s eyes flashed a bit strange, but they were not scared.

"Yes, a little strength, but this strength, but also want to block the road in front of me, what you think is too simple."

Rain is like a knife!

Mu Yun lightly sighed, one hand slammed against the sky, the dark clouds rolled in, and after a moment the heavy rain fell, the rain was formed into a line, roots like a knife.

In the sky, a bird that was attracted by the aura was accidentally worn through it.

With a sigh of relief, the whole body was up and down, and thousands of tiny blood holes were thrown out of the hole. It died instantly and there was no resistance.

Falling rain like a knife, this is a line, the rain falling from the sky is sharper than the knife.

Mu Yun’s mouth evoked a smile, and this move was like a knife. I didn’t know how many Wu Sheng fell in the chaos. It has a large area and a long duration. Once it is trapped, it is absolutely impossible to escape the end of the hole.

A piece of ocean appeared behind Xiao Chen, ninety-nine water columns rise to the sky, Qinglong jumped out of the sea, and the thousand-foot dragon-shaped knife gathered on the blade.

The smile on Mu Yun’s face has not yet solidified. Seeing Xiao Chen’s slashing, the sky is directly split into two halves, the sun is falling, and the downpour is disappearing invisibly.

This move was forcibly broken, Mu Yun's body bleeds, and the law of heaven is chaotic, and he quickly suppresses it.

Hey, the electric light flashed, and Xiao Chen fell from the sky, its speed is as fast as the wind, but the knife is faster than the wind.

Mu Yun's figure was swayed, and the remaining image was smashed into two halves. He reached out and took a long knife in his hand. The cross knife waved and blocked Xiao Chen's next knife.

Between Mars and the four shots, Xiao Chen quickly changed his tactics, and the knife and the light split, and he derived 81 pieces of knife shadows. Each of the knives and shadows gathered together the Thunder will belong to him.

Hey!

Mu Yun felt his arms slightly deep, and even blocked eighty-one knives. After each block, he retreated a bit, blocking the last knife, and his body shape had already retreated three kilometers in the air.

He took out the extraordinary tricks of this move, and the law of heavenly sacredness surged, and a sea of ​​ocean appeared behind him. As the blade crossed his head, he rushed forward like a tsunami.

boom!

The thunder and lightning of the ocean and the vast tsunami stunned, and the vain air caused violent fluctuations, bursts of sound, earth-shattering, continuous.

Mu Yun’s mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, his body was madly retreating to the kilometer, and he was still unable to stand firm in the future. He suddenly felt a very dangerous murderousness, and he could look at it and find no trace.

Just as he was in a panic, a delicate figure flashed from his side, and his fingers danced, and a soft water curtain formed in front.

At the moment of the formation of the water curtain, I saw a rainbow of light shining like a meteor, hitting it. The soft water curtain spreads out a wave of ripples, dissipating the power contained in the rainbow light a little.

The speed of a circle of ripples is getting faster and faster, and finally, with a bang, the water curtain can't bear the power, and it turns into a sky.

However, for a moment, the power of the rainbow was completely blocked.

Xiao Chen is not greedy, the knife is flashing back, the action is clean and neat, decisive, and quietly watching people come.

The person is a woman, also wearing aqua blue leather, the body's large skin is exposed, with a pair of beautiful sky blue eyes.

Mu Yun’s water curtain ruptured, and he felt terrified in his heart. Even the blue sky curtain of His Royal Highness Princess did not really stop the knife.

If the Princess’s Highness does not come, he will die without a knife.

However, this place is special, even if it is dead, it will only be transmitted and will not really die.

"Mu Yun, give the source of the spiritual pulse to this son, I think this should be a misunderstanding." The beautiful deaf woman, gently opening, the sound is like a flowing water, very nice.

Mu Yun slightly frowned, but the woman's words, but did not dare to violate, took out the source of the spiritual pulse and threw it to Xiao Chen.

When Xiao Chen reached out and handed it, he randomly threw the source of the pulse into the fairy ring.

Looking at the woman, Xiao Chen did not say a word, stepping on a Thunder Dragon, disappeared between the stars.

I was so indifferent to Xiao Chen’s attitude that Mu Yun’s heart was uncomfortable. I couldn’t help but say a bit more. “This guy is too arrogant. If you don’t say a word, you will leave. It seems that I have robbed him of his veins. source of."

The deaf woman, looking back, whispered: "This person is not simple, the reputation of the holy mark is in the sea of ​​chaos, and even the entire sea world, is a famous name. This person was previously on the monument of the holy mark At the top, I have never heard of someone doing this for tens of thousands of years."

Mu Yunxin has an unwillingness: "What can be done, it is just a product of Wu Sheng, I will not believe that the Princess of the Devil, you and me, is not the opponent of this person."

"The third-order spirituality is nothing more than the enmity of this person. Don't forget the purpose of our coming here. The crisis of the monks can be all over the three of us."

When I heard the woman's words, the look on Mu Yun's face was slowly getting heavy.

Princess Demon Yan once again glanced at the direction of Xiao Chen’s departure and said: “Let’s go, first find your big brother, we will go to the Treasure Hall again, we must get the Leijijian.”

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"Hey, a strong aura, the laurel tree can be saved for ten years. Xiao Chen, keep up the good work, find a few more veins, and come to the best spirit."

In the ring of the fairy spirit, Jiao Jiao controlled the squad of the heavens and the earth, inlaid the spirits into it, and said with excitement.

When I heard that I could only save a decade, Xiao Chen was disappointed. "The third-order spirit has only saved ten years. The laurel tree can mature in five hundred years. This requires a lot of spirituality."

Geng Jiao said with a grin: "You will be content with it, and you will have a higher level of the fairy ring. You will be replaced with the fairy ring in the hands of other Wudi. The heavens and the earth are not complete. You can save five years and thank you. It is."

"But if you can get a good spirit, you can save a hundred years, if the Holy Spirit, you can directly ripen, the dragon fruit you need most, will soon reach the millennium medicine age."

I can really say that the best of the spirit can produce the top grade stone, the number of nine products is limited, the Holy Spirit does not need to say, there are only two.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Xiao Chen looked around and began to look for the spirit.

For the search for undead flowers, Xiao Chen obviously has no corps and ghosts, and the profession has a specialization. This is really impossible to compare with professionals.

Simply on the grassland, Xiao Chen directly followed a group of ghost warriors who were looking for undead flowers.

The other party's cultivation of the power of death will not care about the source of the spiritual pulse. Xiao Chen is cheaper behind him. As for the battle between them and the corpse, it is naturally not harmonious.

The battle between the two races also made Xiao Chen open his eyes. One party summoned the smoky magical smoldering. One party summoned the cold squad of the cold, and the battle was quite wonderful. The scene was also extremely grand.

Behind this group of ghost warriors, Xiao Chen harvested a lot, looking for the speed of the spirit, quickly excited him, and in a short period of time, he collected five third-order veins.

Until this group of ghost warriors and other groups of people joined together, Xiao Chen won the airborne eight ghost white sedan, sighed, knowing that such a relaxed and happy situation is afraid to fall.

"Xiao Gongzi, staying."

The woman in the sedan came out gently and screamed Xiao Chen.