Martial Peak

As for Chen Lao, whether or not he will hide his possessions, don’t worry, since he has vowed to devote himself to the martial arts, he must pay the price. If he let his own martial arts heart produce flaws, then this life will be with the Emperor. Nothing happened.

It can be said that as long as this first-hand intelligence can be obtained, then the three of them will surely take a chance in the next avenue, and have a chance to win the great emperor.

At this point, no matter whether it is the middle-aged woman or another man, she can't help but stare at the stone demon. It seems that the front is not the devil of everyone, but a delicious and delicious fairy.

At this moment, Chen Lao, who was exploring the secrets of the stone and the sea, suddenly changed his face and burst into a breath. The middle-aged woman who was concentrating on suppressing the stone demon and the man were caught off guard and was shocked. The figure.

"Do it!" The man was furious and thought that Chen Lao had discovered that there was no information to share with them, and it was difficult for them to start.

If this is the case, it can only show that Chen Lao’s eyes are short.

At a glance, I found that the situation is not what I thought, the state of Chen Lao...

"Chen Lao seems to be...somewhat not quite right." The middle-aged woman also found the situation and stared at the front.

At this moment, under the eyes of Chen Lao, there were two bright red blood. Not only that, but his face also rose red, and the violent **** thoughts swept away like a tide, like a fire.

"Blood... bloody!" Chen Lao gnawed his teeth, his body shape receded, and he could not stop driving. Then he went down to the sky and squirted blood in his mouth, and his breath quickly became weak.

"What?" The middle-aged woman is eclipsed and instinctively inspects the surrounding situation. What the **** words mean, the pseudo-emperor of the astral is naturally clear, but the devil of the demon domain is quite similar to the emperor.

Just... can the magical sanctuary enter the Xuantian Temple?

"The soul is forbidden!" Instead, the man was quick-thinking, and he suddenly thought of the key points. He exclaimed: "There is a spirit in the sea of ​​the demon, and we have counted it."

The middle-aged woman was stunned by the words, only to know that it was not the blood that entered the Xuantian Temple, but that he had left a ban on the stone in the sea of ​​knowledge, leading Chen to the poisonous hand at the moment.

"Save... save me!" Chen Laoqi's seven-year-old continually spilled blood, and his mouth made a cry for help. Even the two pseudo-emperors next to him could clearly perceive the power of his gods.

And that power, needless to say, must be from the devil's blood!

The middle-aged woman and the man looked at each other and saw the struggle in each other's eyes. The devils were too famous for them to fight with them. It is really without courage and confidence. When they don’t, they can’t save Chen Lao. It’s not worthwhile to trap yourself.

However, watching Chen Lao’s appearance is indifferent and unbearable, and... **** should only plant a soul to ban in the knowledge of the stone demon, and the power that can be exerted should be limited.

Just a little hesitation, the two men swayed in shape and came to Chen’s side, each pointing out a point and pointing to Chen’s forehead.

The gods were surging, and the two of them couldn’t care much at the moment. The spirits and spirits rushed into Chen’s knowledge of the sea, and then the faces of middle-aged women and men changed.

After half an hour, the middle-aged woman and the man suddenly opened their eyes and gasped for each other, and all the faces were pale.

The two looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

"The big idea!" The middle-aged woman bites her teeth, but who knows, **** will actually leave a distraction in the mind of a semi-sacred? Even if he is a demon, this practice is not without burden to him.

Just a distraction, let the three pseudo-emperors fall into a hard battle, the power that the other party can display is not necessarily stronger than any of them, but the use of power is not enough for the three people, let alone the battlefield is Chen Lao’s knowledge of the sea, whether it is a middle-aged woman or a man, is a bit of a slap in the face. Instead, the **** distraction can be unscrupulous and let go.

Although this hard battle has killed the **** distraction, the price paid is not small.

The man glanced at Chen Lao, and there was a sad color on his face: "Chen Lao He..."

The middle-aged woman is also a stunned face: "Although there is no worry about life, but..." The words are here, and there is a sigh.

"First find a place to settle down." The man proposed.

"It can only be like this."

A moment later, in a hole in the middle of the hole, the middle-aged woman started to enter, to make sure there was no danger in it. Then she was rushing to send the message out, and the man was in a coma, and the man was placed here and placed him. In a clean place, go back and arrange it outside the cave.

Chen Lao was in a coma this time, and he was in a coma for three days. He didn’t wake up until three days later.

As a pseudo-emperor, although he is in a coma, he also knows what his situation is. At the time of the blink of an eye, the two companions immediately came to the attention. The middle-aged woman was concerned: "Chen Lao, how is it?"

Chen Laoguang coughed and stood up with a strong spirit. He smiled bitterly: "This time it is really stealing chicken and not eclipsing the rice."

Another man said: "Who can think of blood and such an arrangement... Chen Lao you..."

Chen Lao raised his hand and stopped: "The old man's situation knows that this time the avenue of the avenue, I am afraid that I can no longer participate." His attitude is still free and easy, but whether it is a middle-aged woman or a man, can see Out of the old eyes, Chen’s deep desolateness and unsuccessful death.

Who can be willing, the avenue of the avenue, tens of thousands of years to meet a grand event, how many pseudo-emperor strong people exhausted their lives can not wait for the opportunity. Finally, I had the opportunity to come in and have the opportunity to win the peak of the martial arts. But how long did it take for me to fall into such a situation?

Before the war, he had two companions to help each other, to save his life, but the soul was severely wounded. This kind of injury has already severed his martial road, and the wounds of the soul, I am afraid that this life can not be restored, the fall of the pseudo-emperor The situation is morning and evening.

It can be said that this avenue dispute has nothing to do with him. Thanks to Chen’s own self-cultivation, it’s not bad for people who have a slightly worse mood. I’m afraid that I’m going to go crazy immediately.

"It’s also a life, but it can detect such an intelligence. The old man’s sacrifice is not in vain.” Chen Lao laughed at himself and immediately looked at the two companions in awe-inspiring face: "This information, in any case, must be passed out, inform Other colleagues, let them be vigilant, do not have to go to the old man's footsteps."

"Reassure, if we meet someone else, we will tell them." The middle-aged woman dignified her dagger.

The man sighed: "It's a pity, if the empty spirit beads can be used..." When they came in, they immediately discovered the inability of the empty spirit beads to be used, which led to the inability to pass such important information.

"The two have accompanied the old man for a few days, don't delay here any more, please go out and go out, miss the opportunity of the old man to die, and you can only bother the two with the old man."

The middle-aged woman said: "If Chen Laoxin has ever passed, he will be self-defeating and defending Chen’s safety."

Chen Laoyi smiled: "Where is there any letter?"

The middle-aged woman beheaded and took out a bounding pearl. She went to Chen Laodao: "I have offended."

Chen Lao relaxed his mind and was instantly caught in the boundary of the Pearl.

Among the caves, the middle-aged woman and the only companion looked at each other and said: "Go out, or hurry to find other people to meet."

The man has no objection.

In the inner boundary of the Pearl, Chen Lao’s face was stunned, and two lines of tears ran down his cheeks...

The Xuantian Temple was opened in less than ten days, and there was a war broke out everywhere. However, when the pseudo-emperor and the semi-sacred people met, they basically would have a fight.

The pseudo-emperors of the astral world are still more restrained here. After all, the number of semi-sanctories is relatively large. However, they do not know anything about the situation inside the Xuantian Temple. They are in a state of backwardness in intelligence, before they are inquired. I hope that there will be more troubles. However, if they have an absolute advantage in the number of people, such as Chen Lao, they do not mind to cut off one or two.

Compared with the pseudo-emperors, the semi-sacred people are going to be more radical, but when they occupy a little advantage, they will have to kill them.

In just ten days, the pseudo-emperor and the semi-sanctified in the Xuantian Temple have been as many as five or six.

This figure is extremely horrible. It is necessary to know that the dispute between the two worlds has been so many years, and the two ethnic groups of billions of warriors have participated in it. The pseudo-emperor and semi-holy ranks of the war dead are only a dozen or twenty.

The cruelty and bloodyness of the avenue is evident.

As time went by, there were always pseudo-emperors and semi-sanctors to find their companions in the camp, and they went together. The Xuantian Temple was bigger and had its own limits. Everyone was in the same secret, always met. .

However, whether it is a pseudo-emperor or a semi-sacred, as long as he died in this Xuantian Temple, it will instantly become a dry corpse, as if it was taken by any force.

With the demise of the strong, the deepest part of the Xuantian Temple, the chaos of the giant tripod, the more solid, the darkness that surrounds the surrounding is also much lighter.

"Call..." In the small Xuanjie, Yang Kai gently sighed, and the green light of his body gradually disappeared. The injury left by the Devil's semi-Sanctuary was finally restored. Not only that, but it was digested. After the experience and gains and losses of World War I, Yang Kai gradually realized his own shortcomings.

After all, it was his single fight, the first heyday of the killing. The details were constantly replayed in his mind these days. Yang Kai was confident. If he was given another chance, he would have to use the smallest. The cost of winning the half-san, is not so badly hurt. However, if you want to kill the other party, you still have to pay some price.

Strength, or strength! Now he is only the master of the superstar, if he can be promoted to the semi-holy...

Yang Kai fists clenched, Xuantian Temple has numerous opportunities, and I don't know if I can be promoted here.