Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

In the smelting pool, a corpse ups and downs, the corpse of the corpse of the four corners of the martial arts, from time to time swaying the handcuffs, stimulating the array under the pool, the road Wuguang shot from the pool.

When Wuguang landed, it was a magical shape, and it took some stiff steps. It went to the side of the coffin and covered the coffin.

Immediately there are other corporal warriors, tagged among the coffins, record the strength level of the magic, and then transport it. At the back of the coffin, it was dazzling, and the number was not thousands, all of them were royal martial arts.

There are also a few hibiscus with a particularly deep color, which is filled with the holy magic, which is the real card of the corpse.

The holy level of the magic has a little intelligence, the first level of the holy level of the magic, it already has the strength of the true beauty of the Wu Sheng, the high-level holy level of the magic, it is comparable to the superior existence of the top quality Wu Sheng.

Looking at the sacred terrarium, the magical squad that jumped out from time to time, and screamed and laughed: "There are almost infinite magical shackles. The corpse is really hard to lose on the battlefield of this dragon Jupiter."

The white-faced scholar-like dragon flies, swinging the folding fan, and earnestly said: "It is not entirely true that only the royal-level magic can be produced in batches. The holy-level magic is generated, and more effort and time are required. Of course. If it is only a battle of this scale, as long as the shovel is not destroyed, it will only be our corpse to win."

The squad smiled and nodded: "The emperor's magic is not a thing in the eyes of the master, but it is not necessary for the money. The hundred-level imperialism is a deadlock, and it can be earned by killing a defective Wusheng."

The two surrounded the smelting pool and talked while walking. The old men of the four corpses also chatted with the two from time to time.

Xiao Chen sees this in his eyes. If he thinks about it, now he has to face four seniors of the corpse, Wu Sheng, and four high-level magical sacred, and two far superior The young enchanting of Shangpin Wusheng.

Looking at the breath of the four corporal ancestors Wu Sheng, it is not a general Shangwu Wu Sheng, each is a strange hunter that has lived for hundreds of years, and it is unfathomable. Even if it is one-on-one, Xiao Chen is not sure. Defeat each other within a hundred strokes.

If you add a holy high-level magical stiffness, it will be even more troublesome to kill. Without a thousand strokes, it is difficult to win or lose.

The most troublesome thing is that Longfei and Kuidou are the two descendants of the King of the Emperor. The talents are all surprisingly high. Once they are entangled, it is almost impossible to get out.

It’s hard to do, it’s hard to do, and it’s harder to do. Today’s smelter pool has to be broken, not challenging the limits of life and death, and his knife is hard to form.

Thoughts flowed like electricity, and after a while, Xiao Chen had a countermeasure in his heart, and his hand stretched out, and he had a statue in his palm.

The statue is carved from the branches of the long-lived tree, very aura, white-haired black hair, eyebrows like a knife, and the line of sight is sharp and sharp, it is Xiao Chen himself.

After a short shot, the statue was formed in an instant, bursting out with a strong breath, flying over the top of the row of coffins, nothing to say, just a punch down.

Between the heavens and the earth, countless swords trembled like wings, and a fist fell, and hundreds of coffins were smashed in the room.

The look of the squadron turned, the eyes suddenly brightened, and said: "Xiao Chen!"

I didn’t think about it, but my toes were a little long, and I turned into a long, sharp arrow. I quickly chased the past and smothered it toward the white figure.

Longfei folded the fan, and thought about what it was, whispered: "This Xiaochen, the courage is really big, everywhere dare to swear, four elders, this place will trouble you to guard, I will be Xiao Chen Grab and refine it into a top-class holy magic."

"The son is assured, this shovel has me to guard, a mosquito can not fly in." The four looked at Longfei, said the hand.

At the moment when the four people were distracted by a thousandth, Xiao Chen, wearing a black cloak, snorted and silently entered the smelt.

The four old men took their eyes back from Longfei and stared at the smelter. The water was black and sturdy. One body was ups and downs. When there was no peace in peace, they continued to manipulate the big array under the pool. A body.

When the body finally entered the smelter Xiao, there was an endless stream of death that rushed into the body along the pores of Xiao Chen. Black death gas, smashing around in the body, corroding blood, bones, and internal organs.

In the silent, it caused tremendous damage to Xiao Chen, and the amount of death gas was too large.

Xiao Chen looked at his palm, and it was already wilted, wrinkled, dead, lacking in vitality, and the old man was not the same.

I completely underestimated the death of the air inside, Xiao Chen quickly ran the power of the law in the body, a purple energy band, with lightning in the body to wash around, the black dead air into nothingness, the situation is finally a little It is getting better.

However, there is no complete solution to the crisis. There are too many dead air in the pool. There is no end to it. When Xiao Chen smashes twice, it will come twice as dead, and there is no way to stay.

"Well, you can't stay on, and the power of a wide range of usages will definitely attract the attention of the above four old people."

Just in the morning, Xiao Chen was unable to do anything. When he was anxious, he knew the death throne in the sea. Suddenly, a suction came in, and all the death gas in the body was sucked in, and it was instantly removed.

That looks like a greedy little devil, but it seems to be somewhat unsatisfactory.

Physical activity is free, and the vitality is re-emerged. Xiao Chen’s heart is happy. I can’t think of the death throne and this wonderful use. I was relieved.

Looked up in the pool water, I saw all the tumbling bodies around, the scene looks quite horrible, the facial expressions of the facial features, sometimes almost face to face.

Suddenly a magic hand was extended below, and Xiao Chen was arrested. Xiao Chen quickly evaded it. The magic hand grabbed a corpse next to him and sank below the smelting pool.

Above the refining pool, the old man in the upper left corner had a somewhat confused look on his face. He said: "Weird, I just wanted to take a body and grab it into the smelting corpse. The result was actually flashed by him. ”

"Oh, this is not too strange. It is estimated that there is still no tone of death, or the instinctive reaction in front of the body. It will be better to spend more time in this shovel." The old man said openly.

"Hey, the dead air in the shovel has become a liquid, and there is no one who can't make a long jump."

The old man in the upper right corner, the sinister smile.

The first thing to talk about, if you think about it, you will stop talking about it, and concentrate on the body that will be caught, refining it in the battle.

Xiao Chen in the pool, I don’t know that I have escaped from the robbery. At this moment, I have sunk to the bottom of the smelt pool. The sole of the foot touches the ground. In front of him is a complicated and extremely complex, sketched with shocking blood. Big array.

Four corpses, sitting cross-legged in the battle, a **** red light, into the body of the body, it seems that the military is practicing, the scene is very different.

There are a total of ninety-nine out nodes in the array. Each node is inlaid with a Chinese star nucleus. In the eye, there is a top-quality star nucleus, which together form exactly one hundred integers.

The blood condensed lines, the red is shocking, the delicate and the sinister, the evil spirits are full, this array should not be so easy to break.

I dare not act rashly, and I am shocked by the grass. Xiao Chen has been watching for a long time. How can I break this?

The condensed blood is deeply embedded in the ground, as if it is integrated into one, the foot is stepping on the ground, and the ground is hard as iron, and the ground does not move.

This scene clearly shows that the smelting pool has been integrated into one, inseparable, unbreakable, and relying on violence, it may be counterproductive, and it hurts itself.

With it, Xiao Chen’s heart moved, and he remembered the death throne in the sea. He smiled and had an idea.

Kneeling down, reaching for a hand, touched the **** lines above, a huge force of death, suddenly flowed into the array, the entire formation began to emit intense red light, glamorous and moving.

"what happened!"

"In the smelting corpse, suddenly there was a big force of death."

"It’s too horrible to die. It must stop, or else it will be beyond the reach of the big array."

The old man in the four corners of the refining pool stood up at the same time and looked at the tumultuous pool of water and said with fear.

A stock shock came, and there was a crack in the edge of the smelting pool. The four old men changed their look and quickly took the magical zombies around them.

The next moment, a booming sound came, the entire smelt pool burst open, and the entire black island shook. Endless death. The endless stream of four scatters, a deep pit appears on the ground, the smelt pool is turned into nothing, and the corpse corpse is no longer there.