Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation Chapter 111: Ancient Sage
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Fatty Jin said a little bit stupidly: "What happened, all of them ran back. (.woo.o 学)"
Xiao Chen drew a warrior and asked in detail. The warrior replied that the man in Duanmu's house in underground palace opened a black Ancient Coffin. The corpse in it actually survived, and now he killed when he saw someone.
There is also a dark river in underground palace, suddenly a lot of Monster Beast like bats, with a strength of Rank 5 Monster Beast, and a large number.
Xiao Chen hesitated for a moment, but still took the lead and walked forward. Above the wall in front, I suddenly saw a group of people gathered there to watch something.
"This is definitely the martial art of antiquity. It was carved on the wall by the ancestors, but it is completely incomprehensible!"
"I do n’t understand without certain understanding. I saw Ji Changkong coming here. After he finished reading, he immediately destroyed the last three murals."
"He must have realized something, otherwise he will not destroy the last three murals."
Xiao Chen and the three of them squeezed in quickly and saw many murals carved on the walls. Some of them were dancing swords, some were sitting on the side, and some were standing still.
Everyone's expression is different, but everyone's movements give people a sense of Daoyun. Between raising their hands and throwing their feet, it drives the momentum of World.
Xiao Chen looked down one by one and swept the consciousness on the stone wall. The consciousness was just integrated into it, and Xiao Chen seemed to feel that he had entered a real World version.
Every time I look at a picture, I feel that my heart has gained something. The purple thunder in the body will automatically run, and he enters a strange feeling. When I saw the last time, I found that the three original murals were destroyed on the stone wall.
"It seems that Ji Changkong must have understood here before destroying it." Xiao Chen said with a bit of regret in his heart, the three most critical murals were destroyed, and the purple thunder that was running inside the body also followed. After stopping, the wonderful feeling just now disappeared.
But even so, Xiao Chen feels that the Yuan Qi in his body is much more filled than before, and the Boundary of the high-grade warrior is more consolidated.
Su Xiaoxiao (little) opened her eyes suddenly and said with a little surprise: "This is the Saint enlightenment map. Everyone on the painting is antiquity Period, the real Saint."
"The last three pictures of Saint were destroyed by Ji Changkong, otherwise it would be easier to look."
The fat man could n’t see Dao Yun after watching it for a long time. He said angrily: "What is good about the Taoist map, but it is not martial arts. The person who draws this is also lacking in morality. . "
The fat man ’s voice just fell. A Saint sitting on the wall seemed to feel the insult of the fat man. On the mural, his eyelids seemed to move.
"What's going on, I just saw that person's eyelids moved."
"I do n’t see any ghosts, I see them too."
Boom!
The power of penetrating Space-Time came. Everyone felt a little trance. When the reaction came, they saw the fat man fell a few hundred meters behind him, still turning his head in nonstop, and his mouth hurt. Call straight.
"Saint is showing its spirit. A glance tens of thousands of years ago still has such power, which is really terrifying."
"Although Saint is dead, Shengwei is still there. Even if ten thousand years have passed, it will not be blasphemy."
"Yeah, it seems that the abnormal fat man, in front of Saint, also exists like scum."
Xiao Chen hurried over and helped the fat man up: "Are you all right, what happened."
The fat man patted his clothes and said with a lingering fear: "I saw a both eyes eye, both eyes is a piece of Primal Chaos, and I was blown out before the reaction and response."
"Sister, I don't believe it anymore, a group of dead ghosts still have such a great power, they all give way to me." The fat man's temper suddenly came up, separating the people and walking towards the stone wall.
"Abrupt sky thorn!"
Jin Dabao unfolded the Golden folding fan in his hand, a Scholar figure of golden appeared immediately behind him, and a breath of awe-inspiring instantly dispersed around.
"This is also the breath of Saint, antiquity Saint Weapon, this fat man actually also has a handle Saint Weapon."
"But the rhythm in it seems to be incomplete, his handle Saint Weapon is incomplete."
"Even if it is incomplete, it is very powerful, and should be able to compete with the ancient Sage."
Boom! boom!
At the moment when the noble spirit spreads, Sage on the wall seems to be alive. A small World is evolving, and everyone finds that the surrounding scene has changed, as if in the painting World.
The Saint and all appeared in the painting are surrounded by the violent wave of the waves, which makes everyone kneel down and make it difficult to speak.
Someone said in horror: "Is this Saint alive?"
Xiao Chen's Azure Dragon Martial Soul surged in his body, and a mighty momentum emerged from his body. Xiao Chen stood down and closed both eyes, feeling the Daoyun in this World.
The surrounding figures disappeared in front of Xiao Chen ’s eyes. In the field of vision, appeared was a vast and barren land, and countless black figures stood on the ground, all of which exuded black gas.
There are countless humanoids standing in the sky, covering the sky and covering the sky, and the turbulent waves, like the end of World. In the farther sky, 18 Azure Dragon traveled in the air, sounding Dragon's Roar, resounding between World.
In the middle of Azure Dragon circling, a man stood with a knife. At the moment of his appeared, the boundless momentum dispersed, and even the 18 Azure Dragon shuddered.
The picture flashed through, and Xiao Chen had n’t seen the man ’s appearance. All the pictures disappeared, and his vision returned to this little World.
In the little World, the Saint sitting on the ground at the other end, opened both eyes violently, a Primal Chaos in his eyes, as if the World had opened, and it evolved into a boundless trend.
The fat man stood proudly, and the holy shadow behind him turned into a golden light in his gaze, facing him without fear, a loud noise rang out among World.
Everyone felt a trance. The scene in front of them returned to reality again. Looking at the wall, they were shocked to find that all the frescoes on the wall of Saint Taoism disappeared.
The more strange picture is that on the wall, appeared actually had a fat man holding an Golden folding fan, a sly figure, and behind him, a figure of golden stood behind him, as if protecting him.
"I'm not mistaken, the person on the wall is exactly like this fat man."
"It's unreasonable, even the Saint has been beaten and there is no hair left."
"Perverted, to what extent does this perverted, even Saint can't even pick him up."
The fat man was a little bit at a loss, looking at his portrait on the wall. What happened to unknown? Is this really fat man?
Xiao Chen slowly walked over and smiled: "Do n’t doubt, besides you can find this person in this world, the second person who is so coquettish? Just looking at this smile, you know it ’s not fake."
Su Xiaoxiao (little) walked slowly and smiled softly: "Do n’t worry, antiquity Saint Weapon in your hand is very likely to put Weapon of King, the more powerful Saint appeared, and wipe out other breaths."
"And all of these people ’s rhythms are absorbed by the Saint Weapon in your hands. This broken Weapon of King should have a rebirth day."
The fat man felt the Golden folding fan in his hand. After half-sounding, he looked at the portrait on the wall and laughed: "This painting is still good. The fat man's style is fully displayed, right, Brother Xiao."
Then whispered, "If Miss Xiaoxiao, and Ying Yue Princess are also drawn next to it, then Perfect."
Boom!
Su Xiaoxiao (little) has a black line, and the heavy ancient zither knocks **** the head of Fatty Jin. Fatty Jin quickly explained: "Miss Xiaoxiao is angry, this is just my great ideal of fat brother, there is no blasphemy. "
The explanation is getting darker and darker, Su Xiaoxiao (little) is more angry, and the fat man quickly flashes to the side. Everyone beside them heard the folding fan in the hands of the fat man. It was actually a Weapon of King, and greedy eyes appeared in both eyes.
When the fat man saw it, he said furiously: "Look at Mao, look at it or not, believe it or not, fat man, I'll kill you alive."
"Hurry up, the fat man is going to pluck his hair again, and he's dead." Everyone remembered the prestige of the fat man, and he heard the threats in his words.
When the fat man heard this, he shivered and shouted, "Who said stop to Lao Tzu, do n’t run, if you are a fat man, I ’m not that kind of person!"
Xiao Chen chuckled, came over and patted the fat man ’s shoulder and said: "Don't shout, everyone will be scared away by you, let's go!"
"I'm not that kind of person, Xiao Chen, you have to believe me!" the fat man explained loudly.
"It's okay, the brothers understand you, those people with IQ not enough can't understand you."
"I ..."
The three of them continued to walk forward, and found that among the underground palace, although many martial arts had left, more martial arts chose to stay, and they did n’t walk long before they met the Duanmu family.
The Duanmu family is a very special Aristocratic Family. Their family's Inheritance Wuhun only has appeared on women. So in their family, men humble women. The Patriarch have been women throughout the ages, and they are unique in the Great Qin country and even the entire Continent.
As the previous warriors said, several Wu Zuns of the Duanmu family are fighting against a figure exuding corpse. The battle space is shimmering with cold wind and the temperature is extremely cold.
The warriors watching around, standing far away, all felt cold wind and cold, and entered the body, running Yuan Qi resistance one after another.
This battle is coming to an end. Xiao Chen saw the black figure falling down as soon as he arrived. Several female Wu Zun from the Duanmu family surrounded him and slapped Cold Ice on the body.
After half a noise, Cold Ice shattered, revealing a purple skeleton, and a golden armor, twinkling with Huang Cancan's rays of light.
"This is a antiquity Emperor's body, the skeleton has become purple, and It is likely is sanctified in one step!"
"The battle armor is also a antiquity thing. The defense is definitely amazing. Although the Duanmu family died two Wu Zun this time, it is definitely worth it."
Duan Muqing walked over, put the purple skeleton and the golden battle armor into Space Ring, and then took everyone in the Duanmu family, and walked into a coffin without expression.