Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

What is going on here!

Lei Wang squatted with seventeen statues of immortals, and slaughtered the Devil Warrior and the King of Warcraft, some accidents.

This is his ace big killer, enough to set the battle card of the battlefield, why turned into someone else's things.

Cloud dust fairy!

Lei Wang refused to fight with Xiao Chen, scattered the Thunder Purgatory, and quickly flew toward the statue of the seventeen immortals.

He must quickly solve this trouble, otherwise the entire battlefield situation will be reversed.

At the very least... At the very least, it is necessary to support the devil!

"It’s not that simple to want to go."

Xiao Chen holds a knife and wants to chase it.

"The king of the sentence has stopped me." Lei Wang did not care about it. He directly asked one of the two vice-presidents who were fighting with the Kunlun Palace, and the king of the king withdrew to stop Xiao Chen.

The two top Supreme Kings of the King of Punishment and the King of France joined forces, and they just retraced. Now they are withdrawing from one, and the situation of King Fa is very bad.

Dealing with Xiao Chen’s criminal king alone, the fear of the next game is even worse.

"The teacher will go with confidence, I will stop him."

The king of punishment knew that the situation was grim at the moment, and immediately pulled out and stopped Xiao Chen’s way.

The two had once played against each other, and the king of the sentence had a small loss. Now it is officially on the right.

Xiao Chen slightly frowned, a great opportunity to let go of the King of Thunder. In desperation, Lei Wang obviously can't last long. Now give him a chance to slow down, and it will be difficult to kill the other party.

Fortunately, the seventeen statues of immortals suddenly changed, which is a great advantage for the Kunlun community.

Screaming!

The right hand of the king of the king held the chain and slowly rotated it. The king of the axe hanging on the chain turned like a wind, causing numerous clouds to collide. The lightning flashed down and thundered.

"Kid, don't be distracted."

call out!

The right hand of the king of the king was fierce, and the king of the king broke the void and appeared on the head of Xiao Chen. With a terrible momentum, he wanted to split Xiao Chen into two.

Xiao Chen flashed lightly to avoid the huge axe.

Who knows the king of punishment, holding the chain and pulling it hard, the king of the axe rotates upwards in a strange angle.

Hey!

A chain of chains entangled the body of Xiao Chen.

"Qinglong Wang, you are just like this!" The King of the King did not hesitate, and he couldn’t help but laugh. "I am locked by this magical chain. Even if you are able to get through the sky, you can’t get rid of it. This is the price of your care. ""

"is it?"

Xiao Chen snorted, and his right hand suddenly grabbed the chain, and the power of Wanlong condensed into an ancient dragon.

When the power of the trip broke out, the king of the king had not reacted, and the whole person was flung up. Rubbing, a knives fly away, seeing the king will be split in two.

The spirit of the king of the criminals flew away, and finally understood why the owner of the original blunt, he is not the opponent of Xiao Chen.

It’s not Xiao Chen, it’s his own.

At the crucial time, he tried to avoid the key, but he still had a knife and a broken arm.

The magic chain locks off, and Xiao Chen is not in charge of him, and continues to chase the past toward the treasure owner. Just such a face-to-face effort can only be seen far away, the blurring of Lei Wang.

"Block him, don't let him catch up with the owner."

Under the loud command of the King of Punishment, there were countless Warcraft roars, and they overwhelmed them toward Xiao Chen.

"court death."

Knife light waving, the power of the road blessing, a white smack of Chen Chen, the incarnation of killing God, the Warcraft and the demon warrior in front of him, no one can insist on a face.

The difference in strength is too great, unless the 18th Emperor joins hands to block, otherwise no one stops.

Behind him, the Kunlun battle flag dances in the wind, hunting and screaming, inspiring every Kunlun warrior still fighting.

"Qinglong Wang will drive away the Nether Master, and there will be statues of immortals, and Kunlun will save!"

"Everyone insists that they will win soon."

"With the Qinglong King, it will be fine."

Or the warrior, already exhausted, is insisting on a kind of ideas and beliefs, everyone encourages each other and continues the **** battle!

In conjunction with the chaos created by the immortal statue to the devil, for the first time, a great counterattack in the true sense was formed, and the Mozu began to retreat.

"Ha ha ha, I don't want to insist that until now, I must live, I must see all the dead people die!"

The corpse was sentenced to a disciplinary sentence, and he laughed. He was hurt and his inner bones were broken.

That is the internal injury left by the Iron Devil, hard-resistance, even if it is alive, it is difficult to completely eliminate it.

"Is there hope?"

Once the first swordsman in the Tianwu domain was popular, looking at this scene, some tired said.

Penglai’s fairy tale, the seventeen statues of immortals suddenly smashed, making the rear of the demon world chaos, just like a dream.

Qinglong Wang Xiaochen is the one who kills the treasures all the way, no one can stop.

The golden Kunlun battle flag, hunting and screaming, all the way to the air, so that everyone feels a flash of light.

In the distance, Lei Wang angered and rushed to the rear of the Devil.

"Cloud dust fairy, hurry to stop me, what do you want to do."

The treasure owner looked coldly and was controlling the cloud dust fairy statue of the seventeen statues of immortals.

Unexpectedly, I really didn't expect that the other party would betray myself.

The other party can control the statue of the immortal, the treasure is not unexpected, the bead is originally a magic weapon used by the immortals. The statue of the immortal, also using the cultivator of Penglai Xianhai, completed the repair and reinforcement once and for all.

However, he asked himself, mastering the life door and hope of the other side, believing that the other party would never dare to mess up.

Isn't it even scared to die?

"What does he want to do, is it not clear to the treasure owner?"

Hey!

Next to the cloud dust fairy, a thin and old figure flew over, with a mocking smile, looking at the treasure owner.

"Xie Changtian, you have come to this waste." The treasurer frowned and said coldly.

Xie Changtian smiled and said: "Yes, I am coming to see how you died. You can't think of dreams. The Kunlun people will be so united and even more unexpected. Penglai Xianhai will betray you. Not everyone will be played by you. Between the palms."

"You are already dead end, and quickly stop, I think people in Kunlun, can make you die a little easier."

The treasure owner simply did not care to thank Changtian’s words: “The things like ants are going far.”

One finger flicked and flew directly out of Xie Changtian, but did not kill him. I really want to look down on the other side.

The treasure owner solemnly looks at Yun Chen Xian Zun: "Cloud dust, you can think clearly, you know, Penglai Xianhai Xianqi will do it. All the immortals will die, only I can save them, only me can Let your strength go one step further."

Yun Chen Xian nodded and said: "I am different from the two brothers. They try their best to continue the inheritance. In my opinion, they are just lingering. The cultivators are trapped on one side, like a cage. There is no goal, no freedom, so live. It’s really boring.”

The treasurer’s eyes sank and he said, “Are you coming to death?”

"Yes, the martial arts era, can not be immortal, why should exist as a different number in the world. I am tired of it, it is better to let the last inheritance of Xiandao, do something meaningful."

Yunchen Xianzun’s hands were printed, and the seventeen statues of immortals quietly merged and moved closer to him.

He knows that even if there are seventeen statues of immortals, they can face the treasures. In the end, they still have little chance of winning. More importantly, their three great deities are defeated by the treasures very early, leaving a prohibition in the body.

"Then you, go to hell!"

The treasure owner waved gently, and the lightning dust in the body of Yunchen Xianzun was banned and exploded instantly. At the heart of the heart, the thunder flashed, and Yuan Ying was first blown up, and then the flesh smashed out thousands of thunder, and the ash was annihilated.

Before the death, the last handprint of Yunchen Xianzun was finally completed.

The seventeen statues of immortals shattered with the clouds of dust, but the magic weapon in their hands exudes infinite immortality, and all of them rushed toward the treasure.

Xiao Chen, who has been chasing all the way, just saw the cloud dust fairy dead, and the seventeen magic weapons teamed up to attack the master.

I didn't have time to make any stop, I could only watch the cloud dust fairy dying, and the seventeen fairy magic weapons hit the treasure owner at the same time.

The treasurer who was not injured was brutally wounded on the spot, spit out a large black blood, and his head was scattered and wolfed.

Xiao Chen’s arms were stretched out, and the sword fell firmly.

The treasure owner at the moment, facing him, absolutely no chance of winning.

The treasure owner was bruised and bruised, and the knife appeared and became more ugly. But Xiao Chen was not much flustered.

"Men can be merciful, but can't pay attention. Some people are always sympathetic, but they never pay attention. In fact, they are the most ruthless. Some people are ruthless everywhere, but they are always ruthless. In fact, they are the most affectionate."

The treasure owner smiled slightly and looked at Xiao Chen: "Are you the former or the latter?"

Xiao Chen frowned: "Let your people stop, or I will kill you right away."

"You didn't find out that the 18 emperors are all there, but there is only one less?"

The treasure owner said a faint sentence, let Xiao Chen feel a meal, and his body shivered slightly.

Cold moon!