Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The soul force reaches the realm of the Three-Dimensional Emperor, and Shen Yuanxiu succeeds in condensing a god. Xiao Chen is really wanting to see now, who is playing against the gods.

Lin Feng said: "The **** of the gods is the backbone of the Temple of the Gods. It is a bit like the members of the Tianmeng. If you want to become a god, you must have an emperor. These elite strengths are generally not in the hands. Most of the things are to deal with the superpower of the right way."

Xiao Chen thoughtfully: "What do you mean by saying that they may be working on the gang of the son of Xuanguang?"

Lin Feng nodded: "It's very likely, as for whether it is, we will know it in the past."

The two of them gently fell on the back of the **** blood, and quickly flew toward the land of the incident.

The blood of the blood in this battlefield, the speed is fast, plus it is itself Warcraft. In this battlefield, Xiao Chen and Lin Feng can achieve the effect of hiding their ears.

The outsiders only said that the magic object flew over, but did not know that there were two people in existence.

boom!

Suddenly, a million miles away from the front, a savage white sword light burst out suddenly, and one side of the world shines like a day.

Lin Feng gave a slight glimpse: "It seems that there are ten out of ten, that is, the gang of the sacred light."

It is obviously the domain of light. Before I heard the man feathers deal with Luo Yuwang, the vision was similar to that of the eyes.

"Look at it."

The demon blood is accelerating, and it keeps flying, and the swords of the four sides tremble like a voice. The sly sword wind, from the distance, makes people feel the face of the body of the Uno.

"A strong sword, we are not close to his domain, and the Jianguang, which is out of the way, makes people feel that it is difficult to get close."

Lin Feng slightly frowned, his heart moved, and the whole body was filled with a trace of black death.

Let those sword winds, filled and invisible, can be used as invisible swords, entangled with the death gas in him.

Even the sound of squeaking, the sword of mind, entangled, and in turn eroded the death of Lin Feng.

"This……"

Lin Feng was shocked. How powerful is his death zone, except for the birth zone. He has never eaten such a loss, and the gas of death has in turn been eroded by others.

Even the three roads of Xiao Chen, superimposed on each other, barely blocked his death.

Xiao Chen’s eyes swept away, and suddenly he was bright and familiar with Jianguang.

"Don't worry about the blood, I will go first."

There was a glimmer of expectation in Xiao Chen’s heart. He jumped gently and sang the sword wind and flew alone.

Hey!

A figure followed closely, but Lin Feng’s heart was also very curious. The people of Xuanguang Holy Land, when they had such a master, quickly followed the past.

After half a ring, the two fell on a mountain and stopped.

Going forward, the group of gods and mysterious masters, once entered, will inevitably involve the war.

Thousands of visions, in front of the group of magical dance, you can see that there are nearly twenty meditations.

The four sides are chaotic, all kinds of killings, one by one, and the magic is like a sea, and there is boundlessness.

One person in the middle, holding a sword, not flustered, the whole body exudes a slightly chaotic light. Dodging the killing tricks, not shooting, already, once the shot, it will be a sword, cross the sky, the four sides roaring, illuminate the world.

A sword cold light Kyushu!

With a smile on his lips, he was surrounded by twenty meditation fans and still calmly.

Holding a sword, with minimal consumption, keep the water dripping.

"Good and exquisite swordsmanship! Who is this person, not like the people of the holy light."

Lin Feng has some accidents. This person’s light path is terrible and powerful, and he will suppress these martial arts. Unexpectedly, it was not the people of the Xuanguang Holy Land, it looked strange.

"Chu Chaoyun!"

Sure enough, Xiao Chen muttered to himself, and when he saw the sword light, he felt familiar.

Now, seeing the face of this person is not Chu Chaoyun, who is it.

Xiao Chen’s face couldn’t help but reveal a smile. The heart was so happy, Kunlun’s one, counted down, if you counted the time of the virtual world, I’m afraid I haven’t seen it for more than 20 years.

Twenty years of time, rushing past, Chu Chaoyun style is still the same, not minus the same year.

"Do you know him?" Lin Feng looked strangely at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen sighed softly: "More than know..."

It’s more than just knowing that it’s so simple. He and Chu Chaoyun’s grievances and hatreds began to entangle after he left Mohe City.

In the sky, in Kunlun... between the two, they are also friends and friends, the last battle.

Xiao Chen gave the gods left by Emperor Tianwu to the other side, and let the other party leave the open place. During the period, the two words could not be said.

"Save and save people. These meditations are just procrastinating. They are still waiting for reinforcements. This is for you."

Take a look, close to the twenty gods, even if the strength of Xiao Chen. In the face of so many emperors, there is no hope of victory, at most, calmly leave.

It seems that the yuan does not fall, and in fact, there is no way to go out. Twenty sacred gods form a killing line.

Avoiding war, not attacking, obviously wants to consume the gods and souls of Chu Chaoyun, waiting for more powerful reinforcements to kill.

"This is the Chinese soul machine?"

Lin Feng took over a secret treasure that Xiao Chen gave him. He didn't care at first, and he felt exclaimed after feeling it.

Poorly sneaky!

One of the three middle-aged souls left by the Red Blood King, the Horcrux is also known as the Forbidden Treasure, and only the Six-Piece Gate can be owned.

A product of the next soul is enough to be the essence of the six-category gate. The middle-aged soul device is only available in the seven-category gate.

Even the super-powered emperor, there are rare to see the next soul device, the possession of the Chinese soul device is rare.

This is not counting, when Xiao Chen is taking out the shadow bow, Lin Feng is a little bit awkward.

"It is another Chinese soul device... Xiao Chen, you can hide it!"

Lin Feng deeply sighed, and some helplessly said: "If you have such a card, if you light up early, you and I will not be so embarrassed."

Xiao Chen fiddled with the shadow bow, a faint saying: "The money is not exposed, if I show this soul device early in the morning, it may lead to any big trouble. Besides, the strength of my first entry into the emperor, but also play Out of this spirit of the soul device, 40% power."

"what about now?"

Xiao Chen whispered: "Save people first."

When talking, Xiao Chen pulls the bow and pulls the string. Previously, he could only pull the bowstring slightly. At this moment, it is easily pulled into a full moon, and in the gods, the soul power is constantly consumed like a flood.

But Xiao Chen did not think that how uncomfortable it was, everything went smoothly and easily.

When the bow is full moon, the entire bow body emits a red light, like a blood drop.

A suffocating sigh spread out from the bow, and the whole scorpion shuddered.

The heavens and the earth are all swayed by this slender bowstring, when the fire is above the arrow. Behind Xiao Chen, the endless general trend, the mountains and rivers, the magic of the universe, everything seems to be all hooked up.

Over there, the siege of the Chu Chaoyun, the heart trembled at the same time, inexplicable panic filled the heart.

I don't know why, it feels like the death is approaching, and one foot steps into the ghost gate.

"Danger, fast!"

Someone screamed, and twenty of them were sacred, and they gave up Chu Chaoyun and dispersed.

call out!

It’s too late, when Xiao Chen’s hand is broken, the trajectory of the arrow is completely invisible. Almost at the moment when Xiao Chen let go, a sacred Guardian was hit by an instant, and the flesh exploded on the spot, and the soul was degraded, and the life was infinite, and it was dissipated in this second.

"Too ancient and horrible, the wrath of the wild!"

On the other side, Lin Feng used his own death avenue to activate the sneaky sneaky. Unexpectedly horrible power, a giant vain shadow, running out of the flag, carrying the wrath of the ruined land, and instantly smashing a group of sacred blood.

On the spot, the soul was shocked, and the body was almost smashed into a patties. The hanging body was crumbling and could not stand still.

Hey!

Xiao Chen took over again, shot three arrows and killed one emperor!

call!

The continuous shadow bow was pulled into a full moon, and four arrows were shot in one breath. Xiao Chen was also somewhat struggling and took a long breath.

But on the face, it was a smile, and I couldn't see it when I was tired.

Apparently he was at ease, and he did not hurt himself at all. In the past, the use of the shadow bow, the injury of a thousand, the loss of 800, is not present.

Soul force, this is the power of the soul of the three veins!

On the other side, Lin Feng is laughing and laughing, mastering the sneaky. Surprising discovery, the domain of his own death, in this play of the soul device, unexpectedly smooth.

It even triggered the sinister sorrows, the hidden wrath of the wild, the murderous beast of the manipulator, and the rampage, and the remaining sacred gods, forced to rush.

Although there is no shadow bow, the impact of one person killing one person, under the sustainable blow, the power is even better.

There are more than a dozen emperors left, and no one can escape.

Under the mountain, Chu Chaoyun was slightly confused, looked up, just saw Xiao Chen’s gaze.

Time, the eyes of the two, separated by a thousand miles, together, after a half ring.

The two looked at each other with a smile, a lot of emotions, and all the emotions were all in the air.