Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

three!

One of the secret masks of the Death Mask, the shadow of the void appeared, the long-awaited attack of the Ming Xuan Son, with a terrible magic power, slammed into the blurred Xiao Chen.

Ming Xuan Shengzi showed a trace of horror, so from the body of Xiao Chen, directly worn the past.

A hit at the peak did not stop Xiao Chen for a moment.

Hei Lianjiao’s mouth is not smiling, but he still looks at Xiao Chen coldly, neither shooting nor expression.

two!

One of the secret masks of the Death Mask, the face of the mask appears, and the air is out of the air with a masked body.

The secret technique was displayed, and Xiao Chen felt his body divided into two. No matter which one is destroyed, the other one can retain strength and wisdom to live well.

I finally understood why the king could not distinguish between true and false, because both are true.

Two seconds passed, and Xiao Chen, who was blocked by Ming Xuan, was only a hundred meters away from the black lotus goddess on the throne.

The air compressor is locked, the real yuan is mobilized, and the power of the two avenues overlaps. Longwei climbs to the peak.

Wait, waiting for the last second to arrive.

Under the mask, Xiao Chen's expression was dignified, and the exposed eyes of a pair of ridiculous eyes, but only the cold killing and the strange magic, no other superfluous disclosure.

How long can it last?

One breath, one blink, when you look up, at the moment you step on your feet, at the moment you open your mouth, in the moment of your mind.

One second, it’s over.

In the eyes of the master, for a second, it is enough to do a lot of things.

Can be vacated and can be used for hundreds of times, can kill countless people, can have thousands of thoughts, can... can do a lot.

The Black Lotus Master only did one thing, and he stood up from the throne.

Some people stand up because they are tired; some people stand up because they have to walk, and some people are just purely idle.

Some people can stand up, the reason will always be only one forever, he has to fight! !

boom!

Just as the black lotus cults rose again, powerful warfare rushed out of the body, rushing away, turning into a fierce fire, burning and igniting the sky.

The clouds burn and the flames fill the sky.

This war is pure and simple, overbearing and direct, so that this space is directly imprisoned.

The two avatars, in front of him, stopped so hard.

Xiao Chen’s thoughts in his heart are condensed in an instant, can’t move, can’t say, can’t think.

The black lotus teacher slowly extended his hand, but he was about to touch it, and looked at his hand, a little closer to Xiao Chen.

But when it was about to be touched, the black lotus goddess suddenly burned up, and his hand stopped forever in front of Xiao Chen’s forehead.

The mouth of the mouth reveals a bitter smile, and the black lotus teaches the soft voice: "I have been fighting for the Emperor in the life, fighting the king, killing countless holy deities, but never getting up from the star. You should be proud..."

"Master!"

Ming Xuan Shengzi won this scene, screaming and screaming, rushing over and trying to catch the hand of Heilongjiang.

It was too late to touch the remaining temperature in the hand, and the black lotus teaching was turned into ashes, but the eyes looked silently at Ming Xuan.

Full of anticipation and favor, but he can't continue to look at it, only a glance. Once in a lifetime, under the pressure of the four temples of Buddhism, the black lotus goddess who can retreat from the whole body, the soul flies away.

It will disappear in this world forever. Only the raging fire that burns half of the sky in the sky proves the glory and past of the Black Lotus.

Hey!

Two avatars fell to the ground, combined into two, the end of the flood of blood, Xiao Chen spit out a blood.

Injury and injury, the weak and fall to the ground, I do not know whether to win or lose.

Ming Xuan Shengzi fell to the ground, silently chanting, in his dust-free, without a bit of dirt on the body, exudes pure and incomparable Buddha.

Xiao Chen had a sword in his hand. At this time, he shot the power of the sword.

Ming Xuan Shengzi, will die.

After all, there was still no shot. Xiao Chen slowly got up and left the place and landed on the sea.

Looking around, the four sides are in a mess.

Floating on the sea, it is the black lotus teaching method and the body of Luohan, the blood and seawater merge to form a pungent taste.

That kind of taste, called tragic.

A lonely Zongmen, a strength that once stood up against the four Buddhist temples. Nowadays, all the family members, there are only four stars, and hundreds of Yuanyuan Dan Zun, and all of them are here.

The man fought for a lifetime and finally stood dead.

The leaf wind brother said clearly that he couldn’t do it within ten years, and he was so desperate that he would end up like this.

The flames in the sky are still burning, screaming, the waves rolling and roaring, the sound of the waves is not stopped, the rear Ming Xuan Shengzi devoutly chanting, the Buddha voice is ethereal.

The fire is the laugh of the black lotus sage. The sound of the waves is the cry of the soul of the people. The Buddha voice is the blessing and prayer to the next life.

Some people are laughing, some are crying, others are chanting...

Xiao Chen turned a deaf ear and walked slowly toward the body of the little monk in the sea.

The weak body, holding the knives, swaying, and walking slowly, seems to be stunned at any time.

But this heart, hurting parting, but not afraid of life and death,

A white knife and a knife, let the wind and waves, stir the life.

The cold wind hit, Xiao Chen's thin body, slightly cool. Looking up, there was a touch of sunshine that ushered in his footsteps.

Looking back, the sad and bleak sea, the wind stopped, and quietly floated the body of the Black Lotus.

The flames burning in the sky went out, and on the sea boat, Ming Xuan Shengzi hit a white coat, and looked coldly at Xiao Chen.

New hatred and old hate, go today.

At this moment, there is no sadness and no joy. Just look at the person at the bow and turn around silently.

Lifting his feet and struggling, fell to the side of the little monk, and picked it up.

In the hands of the blood-colored ring, turned into a red light, the blood of the blood carrying two people, flying over the sea boat, continue to fly to where the cross-border transmission array.

Xiao Chen holds the right hand of the little monk and takes the pulse for it. The breath is weak and the signs of life are there.

The flesh is alive and is slowly dissipating.

Touching the earth and casting the magic mark, this horrific Buddhist secret is the strongest seal left before the Buddha became a Buddha.

The four great Buddhist temples, not the abbots, cannot be used.

The little monk did not know where the courage was, and he actually showed it, and he was really successful.

But I did not expect that the price is where a small sand, can afford.

I even forget my own flesh, which is already fragile and fragile.

The sin in him can be even more terrible than Xiao Chen. Destined to kill in a lifetime, sinful.

Xiao Chen looked helpless, and the removal of the fruit from the treasure ring of the fire was taken from the ring. He used to go to the Dragon Empire.

Now, it has to be used.

"It’s really owed to you in my life."

Open the mouth of the little monk, Xiao Chen said, feeding him to swallow this powerful mysterious fruit.

At the moment when the fruit enters the body, the blood of the little monk will be active and boiling in an instant.

The original signs of faintness are as active as a beast, and the pale face is also red.

The better the effect, the more distressed Xiao Chen is, the original, it should be taken by him.

But it doesn't matter, it can be robbed here, and it will be enough to survive.

It’s good to live, to have hope when you live, to have everything.

Looking back, the flames already in the sky have completely dissipated.

The burning clouds are re-aggregated, and the last traces left by the black lotus goddess in the world are gone.

But at this time, a group of Fowey, from that side, rushed into the clouds.

Countless black lotuses, descending from the sky, the fascinating Buddha's voice, passing on all directions, to Xiaochen here, can still hear the reverberation.

Once the epiphany, can not be a lifetime.

Xiao Chen knows that the Black Lotus Master is dead, but he has added a more terrible enemy than the Black Lotus.

I also understand that the black lotus goddess finally looked to the eyes of Ming Xuan Shengzi, in addition to expectation and favor.

More importantly, let him not shoot, because Xiao Chen, there are ways to go with him.

Only when you are alive can you have hope...