Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

U-turn sailing, other warriors on board, still very happy.

For more than a month, the mental power has skyrocketed a lot. The special energy that has been emitted from Xiao Chen has not shown signs of dissipating.

Spiritual power, in addition to the protoss because of racial talent, can be well cultivated, even in other Kunlun world, it is difficult to get the practice of spiritual strength, it should be said that there is almost no.

Only Bai Lijun, but it is frowning, January time has passed, Xiao Chen is really as he guessed, has not been awake.

Hold the moonshadow knife in both hands and fall into a deep sleep. I don't want to wake up.

"Big Brother, come to the Lei Di Valley!"

The thin warrior, with a smile on his face, pointed to the canyon in front.

When Baili looked up, it was indeed coming to Lei Digu, and muttered: "Without the immortal thunder will, it is really unaccustomed to go to this Thunder Valley."

The boat went away, and the waves were in the middle of the canyon. On both sides of the canyon, it was still the fresco of the thunder.

Xiao Chen on the deck, suddenly moved, and Baili won this scene, thinking that he was blind, rubbed his eyes and found that Xiao Chen had opened his eyes.

The center of the eye is arrogant, and there is no match. Only in the deepest part of the eye, there are vicissitudes and silences that outsiders cannot capture.

"Leidi Valley."

Xiao Chen lay on the deck, whispered in his mouth, "Leidi Valley, Lei Di Valley, why let me wake up here."

Standing up, Xiao Chen stood on the deck, glaring at the huge mural above the valley, smashing the gods and flowing with the waves.

Xiao Chen, who got up, the other people on the boat, silently, felt a great pressure, and felt that it was hard to talk.

With a smile, Xiao Chen turned around and looked at Baili, and there was a strange look on his face.

"Xiao Chen brothers, nothing." Bai Lichao wakes up in the morning, said with joy.

Xiao Chen didn't say much about the reason, said: "Hundred brothers, do you have wine?"

The two men drank wine and talked for a long time. When they learned that they had slept for half a year, Xiao Chen could not help but silence for a long time.

When the ship was leaving the canyon, Xiao Chen returned the bottle to the other party, thanking him and flying to the Lei Di Valley without saying a word.

So quietly standing on the Thunder Valley, Xiao Chen looked at the distant sky, and thoughts drifted with the wind. After a long time, the Moonshadow knife was taken out from the ring.

Sloshing, the knife was taken out of the sheath, and the cold and slender blade was as sharp as ever. Xiao Chen’s finger touched the blade and gently stroked it, and the blood immediately ran over the blade.

Not waiting for the blood to drip, Xiao Chen took the knife back into the sheath and stretched it out. The moon shadow knife instantly entered the Lei Di Valley, the dark hole in the ground, the depth of the deep unknown I do not know a few, the moon shadow knife buried deep with this.

Xiao Chen fluttered on the ground, his forehead buckled on the hard rock, the blood overflowed, and the white sea emperor headscarf was dyed.

"If you can't let Geng Jiao come back, then I will be in the morning, never use the second knife."

In the misty lake, the mysterious and powerful Fuxi, Xiao Chen saw the ultimate strength. When the strength reaches the peak, there may not be a miracle.

"Big Brother, what is Xiao Chen doing."

The boat sailed out of the canyon, but did not go far. The group looked at Xiao Chen, who was lying on the ground. All of them could not understand.

Bai Liqi sighed silently. His brother was afraid that he really encountered a hurdle. He waved his hand and said: "Let's go, there are things, we can't understand."

On the Thunder Valley, after Xiao Chen stayed for three days, he sank and began to look at the seventh layer of Zilei, and brought changes to himself.

The first is to know the sea, and to understand the spiritual power in the sea, all turned into mana, and all of them were distributed when he did not deliberately control it.

Looking at the vast and powerful mana, Xiao Chen was a little lamented, and the seventh layer of the purple thunder decided to bring him a fairy edge.

In the far-reaching Penglai Sea in the Kunlun area, there are also people who cultivate the immortals. However, as far as he knows, all the people who cultivated the immortals cannot repair the martial arts, and they have never heard of the cultivation of martial arts.

Not everyone can cultivate the immortal, you must have the ethereal fairy edge, otherwise you can't get the door.

Nowadays, the martial arts era, there are few people who can have a fairy tales, only in the place of Penglaihai, only some cultivators gather.

These cultivators have nothing to do with the people of the Immortal Era, but only later generations have been established by some inheritance. The strength of the immortal, compared with the real power of the fairy tales, is also the difference between the clouds and the mud.

Looking at it again, Xiao Chen found that his Tiansheng rule did not decrease or disappeared. The power of the military was still there, and it became more refined and concise.

Three hundred rules of the heavenly sanctuary, each of which is almost three times thicker and thicker than the baby's small arm.

The next product, Wufeng, can have five hundred rules of the heavenly sacredness. Now, although Xiao Chenxiu has not changed, even the Kunlun world is the general top quality Wusheng.

The power contained in the law of heaven is better than him.

Immortal fellow!

Suddenly, in the morning of Xiao Chen’s mind, these four words jumped out. The purpose of the existence of Zilei is probably for the fellow practitioners of Xianwu.

The level of fairy tales recorded on the Comprehension Book is too low. Compared with the martial arts in the Kunlun world, the power is weak and I don’t know much. They are all basic knowledge.

Only this purple thunder, but it is far beyond some heavenly exercises, and now break through the seventh layer, the changes that have been made can not be overstated.

Purple Lei decided, who is what created.

Judging from the present view of Xiao Chen, no matter whether it is the strong man of the Xiandao era or the strong one of the martial arts era, it is impossible to study such a martial art.

Only by studying the immortality and the martial arts, we must be familiar with the physique of the current Kunlun people, in order to create such a purple mine.

The power of the purple thunder is undoubtedly the danger of the purple thunder, and Xiao Chen is now really aware of it.

In the knowledge of the sea, Zi Leifu swayed gently, and the four scattered mana stopped leaking under his control.

The mind sinks, and Xiao Chen explores into Dantian. He wants to see that there was only one light spot of the Qinglong Wuhun, which was once baptized by countless lightning.

I don't know how to look at it. I really scared it when I saw it. Little Xiaolong has re-shaped, but in the feeling of Xiao Chen, it is very different from Wuhun.

The former Qinglong Wuhun is a dragon energy that is not controlled and unconscious.

Now this dragon, giving him the feeling, but like his own body, and the meat sprouts like a baby. Not only can you control every move at will, but you also have great energy and are more closely connected with yourself.

If the Qinglong is destroyed now, it will not be as simple as it used to be, and he will follow himself.

Xiao Chen said with some horror: "What is this? Yuan Ying? Or Long Ying?"

Obviously, this little Qinglong, according to the introduction of the Comprehension Daquan, has all the characteristics of Yuan Ying, can you cultivate the immortal's Yuan Ying feel, not all of them?

Trying to run a lot, Xiao Chen found this Qinglong, it is indeed his own Yuan Ying, and it was the result of the fellow practitioners.

It’s no problem, it’s just like this.

In the right eye, the raging fire began to burn fiercely. In the morning of Xiao Chen’s heart, the purple thunder was suddenly blown out, and the purple thunder fire fell over the sea.

With a bang, the sea surface rises in an instant, and there is boundless heat. In just one moment, it will cover all the surrounding miles.

The white mist, the sea water evaporated, I don’t know how much, the flat sea surface formed a giant deep pit, the square waters gathered in the past, a huge vortex, crazy rotation.

Gently received, Zi Lei really fired into the eyes again, Xiao Chen got the scene in front of him, some amazed.

Purple Lei decided to reach the seventh floor, bringing the most intuitive change, it is necessary to count this purple thunder really fire. Today's purple thunder is really a real weapon, and it is definitely a battle with the peers in the Kunlun world.

It’s just the imbalance between yin and yang, the taiji yin and yang flame map. I’m afraid that it’s not so well formed. I have to find more yin attribute flames to let the fire of Taiyin absorb.

Desperate, at this moment, Xiao Chen can only use this word to describe, he will embark on a road that has never come before.

After a long time, Xiao Chen, who had calmed down, had a jade in his hand. It is in the sky of the sky, the magical magical powers that are acquired together with the golden black eggs, the starry sky storm.

There was no mana before, I couldn't practice this powerful magical power, I could only pass the eye addiction, but now it is just used for Xiao Chen.