Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation - 111

Fatty Jin said a bit staggering: “What’s the matter, all of them ran back one by one.”

Xiao Chen grabbed a warrior and asked in detail. The warrior replied that the people from the Duanmu family in the underground palace opened a black ancient coffin. The corpse in it actually survived, and now it will kill anyone.

And in a dark river in the underground palace, a lot of monsters like bats suddenly sprang out, the strength reached the fifth-order monsters, and there were a lot of them.

Xiao Chen hesitated for a moment, and took the lead to walk forward. On the wall in front of him, he suddenly saw a group of people gathered there to watch something.

“This is definitely an ancient martial skill. It was carved on the wall by the ancestors, but I can’t understand it at all!”

“I can’t understand it without a certain understanding. I saw Ji Changkong come here before. After he finished reading it, he immediately destroyed the last three murals.”

“He must have realized something, or else he won’t destroy the last three murals.”

The three of Xiao Chen squeezed in and saw numerous murals carved on the wall. In the paintings, some people were dancing swords, some were sitting upright, and some were standing still.

Everyone’s expression is different, but each person’s actions give people a feeling of great rhyme, and between gestures, they drive the momentum of heaven and earth.

Xiao Chen watched one by one, sweeping the divine sense on the stone wall. Just as the divine sense was incorporated, Xiao Chen felt like he had entered a real world.

Every time he read a picture, he felt something in his heart, and the purple thunder in his body turned around automatically, and he entered the Tao with a strange feeling. When I saw the last, I found that the original three murals on the stone wall were destroyed.

“It seems that Ji Changkong must have some understanding here to destroy this.” Xiao Chen said regretfully. The three most critical murals were destroyed, and the Zi Lei Jue running inside his body also stopped. , The wonderful feeling just disappeared.

But even so, Xiao Chen felt that the vitality in his body was much more filled than before, and the realm of the top grade martial artist was more consolidated.

Su Xiaoxiaomu opened his eyes and said with a little surprise: “This is a picture of a saint enlightening Dao. Everyone on the painting is a real saint in ancient times.”

“The last three pictures of the saints getting the Dao were destroyed by Ji Changkong, otherwise it seems easier.”

The fat man didn’t see any Dao rhyme after watching for a long time, and said angrily: “What’s so good about the enlightenment picture, and it’s not martial arts. The person who portrays this is also wicked, so it’s better to just draw a picture of the evangelism.”

As soon as the fat man’s voice 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 the matter, I just saw that man’s eyelids moved.”

“No hell, I saw it too.”

boom!

There was a force that penetrated time and space, and everyone felt a little stupefied. When they reacted, they saw the fat man lying hundreds of meters behind him, still turning his head and screaming with pain in his mouth. .

“The saint’s spirit has appeared. It’s terrifying that a look tens of thousands of years ago still has such power.”

“Although the saint is dead, the holy prestige is still there, even if ten thousand years have passed, there is no room for blasphemy.”

“Yes, it seems that the perverted fat man is like a scum in front of the saint.”

Xiao Chen rushed over and helped the fat man up and said, “Are you okay, what’s the matter?”

The fat man patted his clothes, and said with lingering fear: “I saw a pair of eyes, both of which were full of chaos. Before I could react, I was knocked out.”

“Sister, I don’t believe it anymore. A group of dead ghosts still have so much power. Give me all of them.” The fat man suddenly got up with a temper, separated the crowd, and walked over the stone wall.

“Huntian thorns!”

Jin Dabao unfolded the golden folding fan in his hand, and a golden figure of scholar immediately appeared behind him, and an aura of awe-inspiring dissipated in the surroundings instantly.

“This is also the breath of a saint, ancient saint soldiers, this fat man actually also has a saint soldier.”

“However, the rhyme in it seems to be incomplete. His holy soldier is incomplete.”

“Even if it is incomplete, it is very powerful. It should be able to compete with the ancient sages.”

boom! boom!

The moment the aura of awe spread, the sages on the wall seemed to have come to life, a small world was evolving, and everyone found that the surrounding scene had changed, as if they were in the world in the painting.

The saints in the painting all appeared around the crowd, and the overwhelming momentum suppressed everyone on their knees, making it difficult to even speak.

Someone said in horror: “Is this the saint coming alive?”

The Azure Dragon Martial Spirit in Xiao Chen surged, and a mighty aura emanated from his body. Xiao Chen stood with his hands on his hands, closed his eyes, and felt the rhyme of Dao in this world.

The surrounding figures disappeared in front of Xiao Chen’s eyes, and a vast and desolate land appeared in his field of vision. Countless black figures stood on the ground, and all these figures exuded black gas.

There are countless humanoid creatures towering in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, surging the sky, like the end of the world. In the farther sky, eighteen blue dragons roamed in the air, and the sound of dragons roared, resounding between the sky and the earth.

In the middle of the blue dragon circling, a man stood with a knife. The moment he appeared, the boundless aura dissipated, and even the eighteen blue dragons trembled.

This picture flashed past. Before Xiao Chen could see the person’s appearance, all the pictures disappeared, and his vision returned to this small world.

In the small world, the saint sitting on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a chaos in his eyes, as if the world had opened up, evolving into a boundless general trend.

The fat man stood proudly, and the sacred shadow behind him turned into a golden light, and he looked at him without fear. There was a loud bang, which sounded between the heaven and the earth.

Everyone felt a trance, and the scene before them returned to reality. When they looked on the wall, they were shocked to find that all the murals of the saint’s enlightenment on the wall had disappeared.

The even more weird picture is that a fat man holding a gold folding fan with a wicked smile appeared on the wall. Behind him, a golden figure stood behind, as if protecting him.

“I’m not mistaken, how can the person on the wall look exactly like this fat man.”

“MD, it doesn’t make sense, even the saint was beaten without a trace, and there is not a single hair left.”

“Perversion, how perverted is this, even the saint can’t deal with him.”

The fat man was a little at a loss. He looked at his portrait on the wall and didn’t know what was going on. Is this really fat man me?

Xiao Chen walked over slowly and smiled: “Don’t doubt, can you find the second person so coquettish in this world? Just looking at this smile, you know you can’t fake it.”

Su Xiaoxiao walked over slowly and smiled softly: “Don’t worry, the ancient sacred artifact in your hand is very likely to be the appearance of the king’s soldier, a more powerful saint, and it is normal to obliterate other auras.”

“Furthermore, the rhyme of these people has all been absorbed by the saint soldiers in your hand. This incomplete king’s soldier should have a resurrection day.”

The fat man felt the golden folding fan in his hand. After a while, he looked at the portrait on the wall and laughed: “This painting is still good. The grace of the fat man is fully revealed, right Brother Xiao.”

Then he whispered, “It would be perfect if the little girl and Princess Yingyue were also painted beside.”

boom!

Su Xiaoxiao’s face was black, and the heavy guqin slammed on Fat Jin’s head. Fatty Jin quickly explained: “Little girl calms down. This is just Fat Brother and my great ideal. There is no blasphemy. mean.”

This explanation became darker and darker, and Su Xiaoxiao became more angry, and the fat man hurried to the side of the road. After hearing that the folding fan in Fatty’s hand was actually a king’s soldier, everyone nearby showed greedy eyes.

When the fat man saw this, he furiously said: “Look at Mao, look, I’m looking at Believe it or not, Fat Master, I killed you alive.”

“Come on, Fatty is about to pluck his hair again, he’s a pervert.” Everyone thought of Fatty’s reputation and heard the threats in his words, and they dispelled their greed for Wang Bing, and dispersed.

When the fat man heard this, he trembled with anger and said loudly: “Who told me to stop, don’t run if there is a kind of, MD, you fat man, I am really not that kind of person!”

Xiao Chen held back his laugh, came over and patted the fat man on the shoulder and said, “Don’t shout, people are scared away by you, let’s go!”

“I’m really not that kind of person, Xiao Chen, you have to believe me!” Fatty explained loudly.

“It’s okay, brother understands you, those people don’t have enough IQ to understand you.”

“I……”

The three of them continued to walk forward and found that although many warriors had left in the underground palace, more warriors chose to stay, and they ran into the Duanmu family within a short time.

The Duanmu family is a very special family, and the inherited martial spirit of their family will only appear on women. So in their family, men are inferior to women. Patriarchs of the past dynasties are all women, and they are unique in the Great Qin State and even on the entire mainland.

As the previous warriors said, several Wu Zun from Duanmu’s family were fighting against a figure exuding corpse energy. The fighting space was shimmering with cold wind, and the temperature was extremely cold.

The martial artists onlookers, standing far away, felt the cold wind, the ice cold into the body, and their vitality resisted.

The battle was nearing its end. As soon as Xiao Chen arrived, he saw the black figure falling down, and several female martial artists from the Duanmu family around him slapped ice on the corpse.

After a while, the ice shattered, revealing a purple skeleton and a golden armor, shining bright yellow light.

“This is the corpse of an ancient Wuhuang, whose skeleton is all purple. It’s just one step away from being holy!”

“That battle armor is also a thing of the ancients, and its defensive power must be amazing. Although the Duanmu family died this time, two martial masters have died, but it is absolutely worth it.”

Duanmuqing walked over, put the purple skeleton and golden battle armor into the space ring, and then led the Duanmu family to a coffin next to him without expression.