Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The royal family and the three major sects have always been on the alert. No royal family will want to see the presence of power in the country that can threaten the royal family.

But in addition to the alert, there is a certain degree of interdependence between the Zongmen and the royal family.

Within a country, there must be a strong Zongmen existence. The more Zongmen, the stronger the overall strength of the empire.

But there is a premise that the royal family can have absolute power and can suppress these sects. Otherwise, the anti-customer will always be a hidden danger in the eyes of the royal family.

The Tiandao Pavilion with the gods is such a sect. Twenty years ago, the former clerk of the Tiandaoge was a peerless genius. The talents in the sects were rich and the masters were like the clouds. The Zongmen forces were the first of the three major sects.

Carrying the power of the gods and soldiers, they are the top forces in the entire Tianwu continent, which makes the people in the royal family feel great pressure.

But the knives of the knives are not good, the robbers broke out, the masters of the older generation almost died, the genius of the genius is directly killed, the strength of the entire sect is greatly reduced.

In order to prevent the resurgence of the power of the Tiandao Pavilion, the Imperial Emperor has been looking for opportunities to start, such as today, the knife is once again suffering.

Qin Huang decisively shot, to enter a warship, Tiandao Pavilion, which is like inserting a sharp knife inside the Tiandao Pavilion, which can greatly inhibit the development of the other side.

Looking at the firepower, a golden battleship with a fighting mode, Jiang Chi’s face was calm and faintly said: “Nan Gonglie, it seems that you really like to play with fire, then I will accompany you to play!”

Nan Gong Lie's eyelids sank, and the heart was dark. Is there any card in this knives?

Impossible, Nan Gonglie immediately shook his head in the heart, a faint road, if there is a card, this day knife will not become a ruin.

A grand door, how can you look at your own sect, so destroyed, even if it has been used up before, even the war is estimated to have little combat power.

Nan Gonglie continued to smile warmly: "Gang Chixiong, this time I am stationed in Tiandaoge is not what I mean, who is the meaning of you, I understand, I hope not to let it be difficult."

Jiang later said faintly: "Then let him come and talk to me personally."

"Let's go, what do you dare to say this, can you see your emperor's sire?" Nan Gonglie has not yet opened, and an adjutant next to him, shouted loudly.

"How dare you talk to Jiang Chi's elders, and don't give me an apology to Jiang Elder." Nan Gong Lie reprimanded, and finally turned to Jiang Chixiao: "The people do not understand the rules, I will teach him for Jiang brother. ”

Jiang Chi’s face was calm and calm, and the old well in his eyes remained unchanged. He said: “No, he is dead.”

Nan Gonglie’s face changed and looked to the side. There was a small blood mark on the neck of the adjutant.

The faint blood marks were almost negligible to the naked eye, and the adjutant did not feel the slightest pain, and did not even find the scar on his neck.

"I want my life, you can't do it." The adjutant looked at Jiang's faint voice.

But he saw Nan Gonglie’s eyes full of horror. The adjutant looked back and wondered, but saw a headless body wearing a golden armor standing behind.

This corpse, why it seems so familiar, the adjutant's head flew in the air, the last thoughts of life.

boom!

Nan Gonglie’s air toward the right front slammed into the air. The punch was in the air, but there was a loud bang, and the huge battleship shook in the power of this punch.

The void was broken, and a **** figure was drilled out in the crack. His face was filled with a smiley face mask, and a cold mask was placed on his right hand.

The **** figure flutters gently, and the body appears ghostly on the top of the cabin.

Nan Gonglie looked at this person, his face became dignified for the first time, and he was surprised: "West Gate war, you have not died yet."

The generation of the great commander of the Ximen Wars Knife Battalion is now more than one hundred and ninety years old. Before the hidden world, the strength reached the peak of the Chinese Emperor.

Ximen smiled faintly: "Nangong children, do you want the old man to die?"

Boom!

To the east, south, west, and north, there are four strong breaths rising in succession. The momentum is skyrocketing, and it is endless, covering the entire sky, and it is all the momentum of the top quality Wuhuang.

Nan Gonglie looked at these people, his face changed completely, and his heart muttered: "Shen Manjun, the two generations of the peak of the Jade Girl Peak, the former peak of the Xiaofeng Qianshuang Peak, Song Baibi Yunfeng signed to the peak, Liu Yuhe Peak predecessor."

These people are not only not dead, but also one breathful, blood and blood, apparently did not go through any major battles, the strength is all at its peak.

Among the four people, a white figure slowly floated over, but it was the fairy goddess Shen Manjun.

Nan Gonglie looked at Shen Manjun, who was temperamental, and did not dare to let it go. When the other party was not famous, he already named the whole Daqin.

When he was young, he even worshipped Shen Manjun secretly. He thought that the other party had already died, but he did not expect that today's good end appeared in front of him.

"Nan Gong Lie, Jiang Chi said that Qin Huang personally could not come, so I can't do it." Shen Manjun looked at Nangong Lily and said faintly.

Nangong’s heart screamed in secret, and he never imagined that the knives were actually there, and there were five warriors with good fighting power, and there was also a martial artist who was even more terrifying than himself.

With the strength of the Yulong Legion, it is not impossible to defeat these people, but the price to pay is too great.

Moreover, the Emperor’s Majesty did not think that he would really destroy the Tiandao Pavilion. He just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity and suppress the strength of the other side, step by step.

It’s not at all, it’s going to be a full-scale war with the Tiandao Pavilion. It’s too much for the Zongmen war, which will inevitably lead to the suspicion of the other two major sects.

Nan Gonglie’s face changed indefinitely. After a while, he slowly stunned and smiled gently: “Shen Shen, this is really just a misunderstanding. Since Tiandaoge has lifted the crisis, the Yulong Legion has not stayed. Planned."

After saying it, I took out a row of wooden boxes and said: "There are 10,000 pieces of Chinese-style Lingshi, which is regarded as the Yulong Legion, and the compensation for the prohibition of the prohibition, and the fare."

Ginger took over the wooden box, only felt that his heart was full of shame, and he could not wait to punch the wooden box.

Next to Shen Manjun's hand, gently placed on his shoulder, a soft spirit came, the irritating heart slowly calmed down.

Jiang Chi quickly thanked: "Thank you for your uncle, Jiang Chi is incompetent, and let Tiandaoge be humiliated several times."

Shen Manjun smiled softly: "You have done a good job, don't blame yourself, there is hope in the Tiandao Pavilion. The news of the Three Holy Lands should come tomorrow."

The ten golden warships of the Yulong Legion immediately turned around and slowly withdrew from the Lingyun Mountains in the eyes of the masters of Xihefu.

It’s also rushing and rushing. This one goes in and out, so many people look a little confused, don’t know what’s going on inside.

The Yulong Legion came out of the nest, obviously it was going to be looted, but it didn't take long before it went in, and it was retired from the whole body. It was not like a dispute.

Qingyunfeng, above the mountainside, Xiao Chen looked at all of this in his eyes, his heart shook his head slightly, and the Tiandao Pavilion was finally lost.

Although the Yulong Legion left 10,000 intermediate Lingshi, but went in and out, and came and went freely, in the eyes of the people of the world, barely weak and can be distinguished at a glance.

Liu Ruyue looked at the small courtyard where he turned into a ruin. He shook his head and smiled: "Ye Chen, I am homeless now."

Xiao Chen took back his thoughts and smiled softly: "You can go to me, live for a while, there is room available in the courtyard, and the yard will be repaired and come back."

Liu Ruyue smiled and said: "That's the way to say it. I will go to the top of the peak to see my father. See you tomorrow."

Xiao Chen gave a slight glimpse of God. He didn't expect Liu Ruyue to agree so quickly. He had just talked about it casually. When he returned to the gods, the figure of the other party had drifted away.

With a faint smile on his face, Xiao Chen shook his head slightly and walked toward his small courtyard.

This unprecedented super battle made Xiao Chen feel a lot, and for the first time saw the real destructive power of the top human beings.

The so-called mountain cracking stone, moving the river to the sea, is simply not a myth. I used to hear it, but today I saw it, and I really felt the shock above my heart.

And this is only the strength of the Emperor Wu, there is also Wu Sheng Wu Di, think about it makes people excited.

There is still a long way to go on my own road. Sooner or later, my morning, Xiao Chen can become such a strong person.

No, it is stronger than these people. It goes all the way to the peak of the warriors. The name of the ancients is the same as that of the Tianwu Emperor thousands of years ago and the Thousands of Thousand Years ago.

Xiao Chen’s mood is stirring, and he vows in his heart that he must do it.