Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Ticking!

The body passes through the mysterious halo in the tower, and in the purple cyclone that Xiao Chen has expanded, a drop of pure vitality keeps falling.

It lasted for three minutes, and in the past three minutes, he improved his skills by half a year, and he was completely stabilized in the realm of Zhongpin Wuwang.

Steadyly falling on the ground, Xiao Chen appeared in the seventh floor of the tower, sensing the power of the body.

Xiao Chen’s face showed a satisfied smile, and he did not hesitate to pay the same price. He bumped into the seven layers.

The seven-layer halo, which only benefited from the increase, allowed him to benefit a lot, and once again narrowed the gap between his peers and his genius.

"On the upper level, strive to make the repair to the peak of the king of Chinese goods, the opportunity to come to this barren tower is only once, absolutely can not be wasted."

Xiao Chen said firmly in his heart that he had to look at the scenery on the eighth floor. In the same year, Lei Di could reach eight floors, and he could reach eight layers.

His eyes glanced in the seventh floor, and ten statues of high people appeared in front of Xiao Chen.

This statue is different from the statue in the sixth floor. There is a difference between heaven and earth. When you look at it, you can sense the boundless momentum contained in the statue.

Unlike the statue of Wu Sheng on the second floor, the statue's demeanor and temperament are far higher than the statue of Wu Sheng's will, and Xiao Chen stands in front of the statue.

It seems that all the people in front are real people, and they are all far-sighted and completely afraid to look at them.

Xiao Chen thought about it and whispered: "It should also be a statue of the will, but the statue of the will also has a grade. The statue in the sixth layer is the most common statue of the will. The second layer is the saint left by Wu Sheng. The statue, this seventh floor is most likely a statue of the emperor."

At the thought of this possibility, when Xiao Chen looked at the statue again, he could not help but respect him.

The emperor, the extreme position of Wu, the peak of the avenue, the pursuit of all the poor and the life of the military, represents the honor, represents the peak, and represents the strength.

Every Wudi is a legend. In the days of Tianwu mainland for thousands of years, I have never heard of anyone who once again entered the realm of Emperor Wu.

The legend of Emperor Wu is a legend left by the older generation of sages, but the older generation of Emperor Wu has already disappeared on Tianwu.

After the fall of Thunder, thousands of years ago, there was no news of the birth of the emperor in the world. All the emperors seemed to have disappeared.

Now I have seen the statue of the will left by the Emperor Wu, and the heart of Xiao Chen’s heart is naturally imaginable.

When he carefully looked at the statue of the will, Xiao Chen suddenly snorted and his eyes stopped on the fourth statue from the left.

"White River!"

The statue is wearing a blue armor, and there is also a dragon tooth knife on the back, and there is no difference between the two layers of white river.

The only difference is that the pressure brought to Xiao Chen is completely different.

Xiao Chen’s attitude towards Baishui River could not help but raise the height again, and the will of Baishui River in the second floor.

Like a famous teacher, it is not so much a test, it is better to say that a swordsman's predecessor's guidance on the back, between the laughter, let Xiao Chen benefit a lot.

Unexpectedly, in this layer, I once again saw the statue of Baishuihe, so heroic heroes can reach the realm of Emperor Wu.

Xiao Chen was also very pleased. He walked up quickly and pointed his finger at the other's eyebrows.

"Kid, choose me, this little white face is attractive, I let you know what a real knife customer."

Just when Xiao Chen’s fingers were at the other side of the eyebrows, the first statue from the right, a big man with a thick back knife, thunderous sound rang in the tower bell.

"Oh, Lao Lei don't envy, just like you, no one will choose you, hahaha!"

The Baishui River in front of Xiao Chen seems to have come alive. Haha laughed, and the lightning-like preemption first hit Xiao Chen’s eyebrows.

Bang!

The environment around the body swayed, and the scene in Xiao Chen’s vision appeared a brief blur, and after a while he was in a chaotic space.

With the last experience, Xiao Chen did not have much surprise, and he said: "The younger generation Xiao Chen, once again seen the predecessors!"

Baishui River looked at it with a glimpse of the invisible light in the eyes, as if everything in Xiao Chen was seen through, there was no secret at all.

"No wonder I will choose me. I broke the statue of my will on the second floor. How do you want to crush my will statue?"

Bai Shuihe looked at Xiao Chen with a smile and a plain tone.

Xiao Chen said something awkward: "How come, just want to ask one or two with the predecessors, but also hope to pass this test."

Baishuihe is a little angry: "Young people don't be so modest, their confidence can be bigger, they can break my statue of the saints, and you may not be able to break my statue of the emperor."

"There is no confidence in this point. I still want to go to the eighth floor. In the eighth floor, there are statues of the will of the emperor in the king. I have no confidence in asking again!"

The tone suddenly increased, and the last sentence of Baishuihe was already drunk, and I felt a burst of pressure in the heart of Xiao Chen’s heart.

There was a word, and I almost blurted out. When I suddenly came to my mouth, I was shocked.

The other side is a knife in the Emperor Wu, a small Wu Wang himself, if you really say what confidence to break the other side, it is really self-effacing.

Retracting the words, Xiao Chen said softly: "Predecessors, joking, can do a few tricks, how the younger generation will think of crushing your statue."

Seeing that Xiao Chen didn't have his own way, the interest in Baishuihe's eyes was obviously a little stronger. He smiled and said: "Yes, if you just said that there is a word, the tricks in my hand will change from ten strokes to two. Ten strokes."

Xiao Chen sighed, but fortunately did not say that there is a word, twenty strokes and ten strokes, but directly doubled.

"However, seeing that you crushed the statue of my saints, I decided to give you twenty strokes!" Bai Shuihe turned his head and smiled a little.

Xiao Chen’s heart is depressed, and his daring is to play with him. The image of the great emperor in his heart immediately falls to the bottom.

I didn't expect Wu Di to have this bad taste, but also to play a junior.

Baishuihe frowned: "What's wrong, look at your expression like a very happy look, add ten strokes!"

Xiao Chen’s face suddenly tangled, and quickly said: “Where is happy, nothing.”

Baishuihe nodded: "I am going to point you to the Emperor Wu, and I am still angry. Your kid is too ignorant, and you can add ten strokes!"

Xiao Chen was completely speechless, and he never said more. The gap between the character of Baishuihe and the emperor was too big.

Baishuihe looked at the tangled look of Xiao Chen, and once again laughed aloud, his face was full of emotions, and smiled: "The kid deceives you to play, the test of this level is what a few tricks."

"What is the test of this?" Xiao Chen doubts.

"The realm of Wudi and Wusheng has a bigger gap than the sky. You choose me as a knife, ten strokes and twenty strokes, or a trick, there is no difference."

Baishui River converges on a smile, and the color is correct: "You just need to pick me up. If you don't die, you pass. Do you dare?"

Wudi’s knife, I dare to pick it up?