Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation - 2365

In the ancestral hall, the atmosphere was weird, and no one dared to speak.

The elders, including Luo Yun, felt more uncomfortable, and the hall was quiet enough to hear the sound of breathing and heartbeat.

It was so uncomfortable, but he didn’t dare to move, as if he was afraid of breaking a certain balance.

Think about this king of people, usually in this Mohai group, it can be said to call the wind and call the rain, supreme.

Even if the emperor appeared, the human kings were still very rare in this Mohai group, and they were always high above them wherever they went.

Why was it so uncomfortable, sandwiched between two emperors, to say that it was unpleasant, really didn’t dare to put a fart.

Because the battle between Xiao Chen and Master Qingyan had already begun, the two clashed with each other, spreading their respective forces in every corner.

They are all accumulating strength in secret, looking for each other’s flaws, trying to suppress each other’s momentum.

The aura that is invisible to the naked eye has actually been fighting fiercely. All the kings on the scene naturally understand the mystery.

At this time, if any of them dared to move, it would be like adding fuel to the fire, a bang, and an instant explosion.

In the hall, as if time had banned the flow, everyone was motionless, even their expressions did not change.

Master Qingyan was a little surprised, although the young man in front of him did not condense his veins.

But the whole body is imposing, moving from the heart, doing whatever he wants, there are no flaws, it can be called perfect.

Behind him, there seemed to be a dragon shadow, jumping, whistling and roaring, it was Long Wei, this is a peerless arrogant with a great blood!

Click!

Just at this moment, an elder of the Qingyan Palace was really uncomfortable, and his body moved a little bit.

There was a small sound, but it expanded infinitely at this time.

It is like a drop of water falling on a calm lake, but it is not a layer of ripples, but a deafening, like the stormy waves of a mountain torrent and a tsunami.

Luo Yun’s face sank, knowing that he was going to suffer, and the elders spread their body skills and quickly escaped.

In an instant, there was a transition from the limit of static to the extreme of movement, as if these people had come back to life again.

The action was fast enough, but it was still faster than Xiao Chen and Master Qingyan.

The invisible dragon shadows cruising behind Xiao Chen gathered together, transformed from invisible to tangible, and turned into a huge blue dragon shadow, roaring out, and the dragon roared for nine days.

Master Qingyan’s face was cold, and he patted heavily on the handrail, and the entire Qingyunfeng sect’s background was mobilized by him.

The phantom of a huge incense burner appeared in front of him, with three incense sticks inserted in the incense burner, and green smoke lingered.

Master Qingyan flicked his fingers, and the time-wounding Qingyan suddenly turned into thousands of sword shadows and shot out.

The two auras smashed into each other in an instant, and the Qingyan Ancestral Hall collapsed and turned into nothingness amid the loud noise.

Puff!

Luo Yun and other elders from the Qingyan Temple spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time. The elders with a slightly lower cultivation base were only at the Holy Venerable Realm, and were even hit to death by the aftermath of these two auras on the spot.

In this battle, Luo Yun and others not only did not have the qualifications to intervene, but even a little careless, just watching the battle would lose their lives.

The emperor and monarch fought against each other, and the scene was so big that these kings and kings could not imagine and resist.

clang!

The sound of a crisp weapon handover echoed across the entire Tianyun Mountain, which was comparable to the blessed land of a big world, buzzing and trembling endlessly.

Tianyun Mountain is very large and vast, with hundreds of millions of miles away between horizontal and vertical. In the past, there were dozens of fourth-grade sects living together in this place. One can imagine how vast they are.

But this Tianyun Mountain is also very small. For Xiao Chen and Master Qingyan who are fighting each other, only the aftermath can radiate most of Tianyun Mountain.

Huh!

On the main peak of Tianyun Mountain, a purple shadow retreats sharply. During the retreat, the peaks are collided, and continuous stormy waves are set off between the sea.

He is not retreating alone, but retreating with his own general momentum.

The Wanren mountain peak was not hit by him, but was crushed by the overwhelming momentum, and turned into a tsunami and turned upside down along with the sea water!

“Hmph, dare to be disrespectful to me in this Tianyun Mountain, let alone you don’t have a divine vein, even if you have a divine vein, you won’t be my opponent.”

On the top of the mountain, Master Qingyan stood proudly. At this moment, his thin body seemed to have infinite power, which made people look up, like watching the sky.

The wind whistling, Master Qingyan looked at him coldly, was knocked into the air, Xiao Chen, and said in a deep voice: “You have a big background, I will not kill you, take you as a bargaining chip, my Qingyan Pavilion dominates the sea of ink, and I will not do it in the future. I have worries for the future.”

“Ancestor!”

Many disciples of the Qingyan Sect, seeing Master Qingyan’s majestic appearance and bold words at this moment are all surging, and they only feel passionate and agitated.

Whoosh!

With the soles of his feet on the surface of the sea, he lightly stepped backwards, Xiao Chen stopped and retreated.

The sea water that was rushing back down like a mountain slowly fell at the same time, but the momentum of the fall was extremely soft, and it spread out again following the general trend of Xiao Chen.

What’s even more amazing is that the previously crushed mountains went backwards along with the retreating sea.

It seems like time and space are reversed, but in fact it is just re-spreading with the general trend of Xiao Chen.

The mountain was broken, and the mountain that I saw was only the mountain that existed in Xiao Chen’s general situation.

Just like a picture scroll, when Xiao Chen retreated, the white clouds, mountains and rivers, and sunlight were already in the painting. At this moment, the picture scroll was just unfolded again.

Looking over the main peak, Master Qingyan stands proudly, just like Master Qingyan who dominates heaven and earth.

Xiao Chen was not surprised by the strength of the other party. A Five-Rank sect’s background broke out in the hands of the emperor. Isn’t it a child’s play?

But since he dared to come, Xiao Chen would definitely consider the land occupied by the opponent.

“I have the courage. After seeing the background of my Qingyan Sect, I dare not escape. Young people are like this. They are not afraid of anything. They think that they are destined. Today, I will let you take a lesson and know what fear is!”

Master Qingyan gave a sneer, and saw the green smoke lingering from the incense burner with a wave of his hand. At the moment when his fingertips circled around, his thumb and index finger were connected, it evoked the sound of countless swords, loudly and loudly, and fell into a broken yellow spring.

What Qingyan moves is that since the establishment of the Qingyan Sect, many disciples use their swords to visualize the heart of the censer every day. Taking oneself as a sword, worshipping the incense burner, one hundred years and one thousand years, countless days and nights.

With a flick of his finger, thousands of swords rang together. This sword chant traverses north and south, and penetrates the entire cave heaven and blessed land.

That day, the main peak of Yunshan Mountain was as high as one hundred thousand feet. Under the stimulation of this sword chant, a bright light burst out, like a sharp sword, illuminating the whole cave.

A hundred million miles away, except for the ray of sword light that popped up with Master Qingyan, only black and white remained in the entire world.

The sword light illuminates Xiao Chen’s eyes, and his handsome facial features are even more distinct; the sword wind blows away Xiao Chen’s long hair, his agile and elegant temperament is even more unruly.

Carrying the sect’s background, as if the sword light that can open up the world, it instantly killed it.

With this sword, Qingyanzong went up and down, and they were all amazed. They only heard of the founder of the mountain in the past, and they had such a ray of sword aura.

Today, I actually saw it with my own eyes, as if myths and legends were unfolding in front of me, and the shock was beyond words to describe.

Everyone believed that Xiao Chen would undoubtedly die under this sword.

Even if you were lucky to survive, you would have to be severely injured, and there would be no more fighting power.

Xiao Chen’s face was solemn, but he was not chaotic when he was in danger, the Yin and Yang Shen Yuan Sea in his body quietly merged, and the Tai Chi force field spread out.

Wow!

When the Tai Chi force field appeared, the world was originally black and white, a burst of light burst out of Xiao Chen’s body, and the whole world returned to its color.

This is how Xiao Chen used his own strength to overwhelm the opponent with his aura, breaking the general momentum carried by this sword.

However, Xiao Chen didn’t dare to take this sword hard, and it carried the secrets of a sect that had accumulated over thousands of years of time.

Winning and picking it up is tantamount to shaking the tree at the same time.

After entering the Taiji force field, the sword energy that seemed fast enough to travel through time and space was already much slower in Xiao Chen’s eyes.

Whoosh!

With a little tiptoe, Xiao Chen swiped lightly, seeming to have avoided the sword with great luck.

The sword gas entered the sea, as if the stream merged into the sea, disappearing silently.

Because of the charm contained in the sword aura, after losing the target, it will automatically disperse, and the sect background will return to the landscape.

“Did off?”

Master Qingyan was taken aback, and Xiao Chen drew the sword that must be hit by Xiao Chen. He couldn’t help but said angrily: “I think you can avoid a few swords.”

With a flick of his finger, another ray of sword energy that made the world lose its color, as if it could travel through time and space, slew towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen didn’t dare to be careless, urging the chaos in his body to the extreme, using the Taiji force field to cautiously slow down its speed, which was once again evasive.

Whoosh whoosh!

“Damn, I don’t believe I can’t kill you.”

After failing one after another, Master Qingyan was a little annoyed and flicked his fingers, with sword intent, continuous and continuous, shooting towards Xiao Chen.

In the blessed land of the cave, day and night, there is only black and white left for a while, and the color is quickly restored after a while.

Like the sun rising and sunset, being artificially accelerated, a disciple of the Qingyan Sect was horrified to find that during this day and night, his face continued to grow old, and the green silk became a white flower, as if the passage of time was many times faster.

“I see how long you can hold on.”

Under the violent attack, Xiao Chen seemed a little bit helpless, Master Qingyan couldn’t help laughing proudly, just waiting for another move.

“enough!”

Xiao Chen, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly yelled, his life bursting like a thunder on the ground, and numerous stormy waves suddenly raged up on the vast sea.

“It’s poisonous enough, the sect’s background is consumed like this, and it doesn’t care about the life and death of the disciple. I have a knife, and please take a good look!”

Gulong!

In the stormy waves, a drop of inconspicuous sea water leaped into the sky, and Xiao Chen’s body was like a swallow.

The inheritance of the demon knife, dripping water shakes the sky!