Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation - 2021. Chapter 2021

three!

One of the death mask secret techniques, the shadow of the void appeared, and the long-planned attack of the Ming Xuan Shengzi, with terrible magic power, blasted on the virtual Xiao Chen.

Ming Xuan Shengzi showed a look of astonishment, and walked directly through Xiao Chen’s body.

The peak blow didn’t stop Xiao Chen for a moment.

The black lotus teacher’s mouth still smiled, and he still looked at Xiao Chen coldly, neither making any move nor changing his expression.

two!

One of the secrets of the death mask, the avatar appeared, and a avatar with a mask appeared out of thin air.

After the secret technique was displayed, Xiao Chen felt that his body was divided into two. No matter which one is destroyed, the other one can retain its strength and sane alive.

I finally understand why the King of People can’t tell the truth from the fake, because both of them are real.

Two seconds later, Xiao Chen, who had passed Mingxuan’s block, was only a hundred meters away from the Black Lotus Cult on the throne.

The Qi machine is locked, the true essence is mobilized, and the power of the two great avenues overlaps, and Longwei climbs to the peak.

Wait, wait for the last second to arrive.

Under the mask, Xiao Chen’s expression was solemn, and the pair of wild gods revealed only cold killing intent and weird magical nature, and there was no other superfluous reveal.

How long can it last in one second?

One breath, one blink, when you look up, when you step on your feet, when you open your mouth, when your mind moves slightly.

One second passed.

But in the eyes of a master, one second is enough to do a lot of things.

You can vacate and escape, you can shoot a hundred times, you can kill countless people, you can have a lot of thoughts, you can…do a lot of things.

The Black Lotus Sect did only one thing, and he stood up from the throne.

Some people stand up because they are tired from doing things; some people stand up because they have to walk, and some people just simply can’t stay idle.

But some people stand up, there is only one reason forever, and he is about to fight! !

boom!

As soon as the Black Lotus Cult Venerable rose up again, a powerful fighting spirit surged out of his body, rushed away into the sky, turned into a raging fire, blazing, and ignited half of the sky.

The clouds burned, and flames filled the sky.

This fighting spirit, pure and simple, domineering and direct, directly imprisoned this space.

The two clones stopped abruptly in front of him.

The thoughts in Xiao Chen’s heart were condensed in an instant, unable to move, speak, or think.

The Black Lotus Cultist slowly stretched out his hand, but just about to reach it, seeing his hand, he approached Xiao Chen a little bit.

But just as he was about to touch him, Black Lotus Cult’s lower body suddenly burned, and his hand stopped in front of Xiao Chen’s forehead forever.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the Black Lotus Cultivator whispered softly: “In my life, I have fought against the emperor of the veins, fought against the king of humans, and killed countless saints, but I have never stood up. You should be proud…”

“Master!”

Shengzi Mingxuan saw this scene, screamed in pain, and ran over quickly, trying to grab the hand of the Black Lotus Cult.

But before he could touch the remaining warmth in his hand, the Black Lotus Sect was turned into ashes, but he silently glanced at Ming Xuan.

Full of expectation and pampering, but he couldn’t keep watching, just one glance. The Black Lotus Sect, who was able to retreat all over his body under the pressure of the four Buddhist monasteries for his entire life, was frightened.

Disappearing in this world forever, only the raging fire in the sky burning half of the sky proves the glory and past of the existence of the Black Lotus Sect.

Wow!

The two avatars fell to the ground and merged into one. The bloodline of the primordial blood was over, and Xiao Chen vomited a mouthful of blood.

Injured from injury to injury, fell to the ground weakly, not knowing whether he won or lost.

Shengzi Mingxuan knelt on the ground, silently reciting the sutras, exuding pure Buddha nature on his immaculate and dirt-free body.

Xiao Chen held a piece of Sword Emperor’s Grass in his hand. At this time, he shot with the power of Sword Emperor’s Grass.

The son of Mingxuan is bound to die.

After all, Xiao Chen didn’t make a move. Xiao Chen slowly got up, left here, and landed on the surface of the sea.

Looking around, it was a mess.

Floating on the surface of the sea were the black lotus guardians and the corpses of the Luohan. The blood merged with the sea water, forming a pungent smell.

That kind of taste is called tragic and strong.

A desolate sect, a strength that once stood against the four Buddhist sects. Today, there are only four Star Monarchs and hundreds of Great Yuan Pill Venerables left in all the possessions, and they are all accounted for here.

The man fought his whole life, and finally stood and died.

Senior Brother Ye Zifeng clearly stated that he could not do anything within ten years, and he was desperate and ended up like this.

The flames in the sky are still burning, screaming, the waves are rolling and roaring, the waves keep on sounding, the son of Mingxuan behind is chanting prayerfully, and the Buddha’s sound is misty.

The raging fire is the laughter of the black lotus sage after liberation, the sound of the waves is the cry of the heroic souls of the teachings, and the sound of the Buddha is the blessing and prayer to the next life.

Some are laughing, some are crying, and some are chanting…

Xiao Chen turned a deaf ear, and walked slowly toward the little monk’s body in the sea.

The weak body, holding the tyrant knife, swaying, walking slowly, seems to be submerged in the big waves at any time.

But this heart hurts the parting, but is not afraid of life and death.

Wearing white clothes and a knife, let the wind and waves stir this life.

As the cold wind hit, Xiao Chen’s thin body was slightly cool. As he looked up, there was a ray of sunlight shining down, greeted him in his footsteps.

Looking back, I saw the sad and bleak sea, the wind stopped and the waves disappeared, and the bodies of the Black Lotus cultists floated quietly.

The flames burning in the sky extinguished, and on the ship, Ming Xuan Shengzi dressed in a white monk’s clothes and looked at Xiao Chen coldly.

New hatred and old hatred are gone today.

But the mood at the moment, there is no sadness or joy, just glanced at the person at the bow of the ship, and turned around silently.

Raising his foot and leaping hard, he fell to the side of the little monk and picked him up.

The blood-colored ring in his hand turned into a flash of red light, and the magic blood eagle carried the two people, flew over the sea ship, and continued to fly towards the place where the cross-border teleportation array was located.

Xiao Chen held the young monk’s right hand and took the pulse for him. The breath was weak, and there were signs of life, if there were any.

The vitality of the flesh is slowly dissipating.

Touching the ground to drop the magic seal, this horrible Buddhist secret technique, is the strongest seal left by the Buddha before he became a Buddha.

The four Buddhist temples are not the abbots and holy monks.

The little monk didn’t know where the courage was, but he actually used it, and it was really successful by him.

But I didn’t expect that the price would be affordable for the little novice monk.

I even forgot my own physical body, which was already fragile and tortured by karma.

The sin on him was even more terrifying than Xiao Chen, and he held a Buddhist monk sword. Destined to kill in a lifetime, entangled in sins.

Xiao Chen looked helpless, and took out the strange fruit from the Shenhuo Pillar from the storage ring, and originally kept it for himself to use in the Shenlong Empire.

Now, it has to be used.

“I really owed you my last life.”

Opening the little monk’s mouth, Xiao Chen muttered, feeding him this powerful and mysterious fruit.

The moment the different fruit entered the body, the blood of the little monk instantly boiled vigorously.

The original weak signs of life became active like a beast, and his pale complexion also became red.

The better the effect, the more distressed Xiao Chen was. Originally, he was supposed to take it.

But it doesn’t matter, it’s enough to survive here.

It’s good to be alive, to have hope and to have everything when you are alive.

Looking back, the flames in the sky had completely dissipated.

The burning clouds gathered again, and the last traces of the Black Lotus Sect in the world disappeared.

But at this moment, a wave of Buddha’s power surged from there and rushed into the sky.

Countless black lotuses descended from the sky, and the fascinating Buddha’s sound was chanted in all directions. Even here, Xiao Chen could still hear the lingering sound.

Once you have an epiphany, you can’t live forever.

Xiao Chen knew that the Black Lotus Cult was dead, but he had an enemy more terrifying than the Black Lotus Cult.

I also understand that the Black Lotus Cultist finally looked at Ming Xuan Shengzi’s gaze, except for expectation and favor.

What’s more important is to tell him not to take action, because Xiao Chen still has the means to die with him.

Only by living can there be hope…