Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Chapter 1245: Supreme first

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A huge dragon-shaped shadow rose from behind the throne. Xiao Chen on the throne had an expressionless face.

The mighty power of the green dragon appeared like this, blocking the combined holy power of the three holy beasts in an instant, and the two momentums collided with each other.

A crisp sound resounded among the stars, as if the sky was shattering. The holy power of Nuan Muyun, Feng Wuji, and Xia Houjue disappeared without a trace under the power of the blue dragon.

Between the stars, only the cyan dragon's power was floating, and the will-transformation sent out by the Three Saint Sons had lost its holy power and was no different from ordinary will-transformation.

Everything in all directions was silent. Everyone was dumbfounded when they felt the mighty power of the green dragon in that small world.

The invincible holy power exerted by the mythical Three Holy Sons was unexpectedly broken.

Thousands of thunder rays scattered and regrouped into purple talismans. Xiao Chen poured Qinglong's will into it, stretched out his hand, and the talismans swept out.

Click, click, click!

A huge cracking sound resounded between heaven and earth, and cracks appeared in the sacred bird Suzaku, the sacred beast White Tiger, and the auspicious Xuanwu, the three-headed will-shaped objects.

Then in an instant, it turned into a little bit of brilliance and escaped between the eyebrows of the three people.

The three people's faces were pale, with a trace of blood spilling from the corners of their mouths. They looked at Xiao Chen on the throne, with extremely shocked looks in their eyes.

The three of them are regarded as holy sons, unreachable in the eyes of the world, and are legends that will never fall. But today, the strongest will power that the three of them jointly exerted was still easily broken by Xiao Chen.

Time passes, fifty thousand years, but the holy power of Qinglong still cannot be annihilated. Qinglong, the head of the Four Saints, is indisputable and irrefutable.

In ten seconds, the countdown officially ended, and the thousands of golden beams radiating from behind the throne suddenly merged together to form a huge beam of light.

It shrouded Xiao Chen on the throne, and the phantom of the blue dragon behind him had not dispersed yet. Under the shroud of the beam, it was completely shaped and fixed.

Yan Shishi, the Third Holy Son, and An Junxi, with their extremely unwilling expressions, it means that the throne of the number one genius in the list of outstanding people was finally taken by Xiao Chen.

Thousands of rays of light beamed together, and the throne carried Xiao Chen, rising higher and higher. The height of the starry sky in the small world continued to be pulled higher as the throne rose.

On the tens of thousands of warships in all directions, both the elders of each sect and the disciples who came to watch raised their heads and looked up at the unique throne.

When he reached the highest point, Xiao Chen suddenly stood up and jumped down from the light pillar. The vast green dragon's residual power still did not dissipate. Wherever he passed, other people gave way.

Feeling the holy power of Qinglong Wuhun again, many people finally woke up. When they thought of the legendary name in their minds, they were all shocked.

"This is the Qinglong Martial Spirit. It disappeared for 50,000 years and reappeared today."

"It's really the Qinglong Martial Spirit. The glory of fifty thousand years ago has actually reappeared. No wonder it can defeat the will of the holy beast of the Three Holy Sons."

"Back then, the Qing Emperor of Longmen swept across all directions and pushed the human race to the pinnacle of the post-ancient era. Gods, demons, ghosts, and corpses were all suppressed by him."

"From the bottom of the list of geniuses to the top of the list, Xiao Chen really has a shadow of the Qing Emperor."

"But Longmen is no longer here. Now that Xiao Chen has exposed his martial spirit, I guess he will be in big trouble."

All kinds of noisy discussions sounded like a tsunami one after another. The reappearance of Qinglong Wuhun in the world was definitely big news that shocked Tianwu.

No, this is big news that will shock the entire Kunlun world.

That name back then was like a nightmare to many people and forces. The king's family refused to obey discipline and was destroyed by him.

The Gods, who had reached the peak of their development, were just about to show off their power, but they were severely suppressed by him. It took him 50,000 years after his death to regain their former peak.

The Eighteen Demon Emperors of the Abyss Demon Realm came to attack many times, but they were all blocked by him alone.

There are too many enemies of Longmen Qingdi, and all of them are powerful figures. Anyone who comes out can easily crush the current Xiao Chen to death.

At this time, exposing his identity is really very disadvantageous for him.

Sure enough, everyone's speculation immediately became a reality.

Xiao Chen had just flown out of that small world, and the three leading master-level martial saints from the king's family, the Jiang family, the Lin family, and the Yan family, soared into the sky.

The rounds of heavenly laws behind him reflected the colorful rays of light, which stretched for thousands of miles, covering the sky and the sun. From a distance of tens of thousands of meters, they rushed over in less than a blink of an eye.

Boom boom boom!

The vast momentum of the Grandmaster-level Martial Saint surged out like a real tsunami, and some lower-level battleships couldn't bear it immediately and broke apart one after another.

The other warriors who saw this scene also exclaimed in surprise. The King Family's skill was so great and their decisiveness was jaw-dropping.

Three Grandmaster-level Martial Saints took action together and directly killed a Half-Saint.

Any one of them can easily kill Xiao Chen with just a flick of his finger. If the three of them join forces, how can Xiao Chen still have any chance of survival

On the battleship of Haotian Sect, Emperor Haotian took a look at the three holy places in the sky, which were not moving, and waved his hand and flicked it lightly three times.

Bang bang bang!

The three master-level martial saints each spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. The full set of high-level holy treasures on their bodies fell apart and turned into pieces in the face of an incomprehensible power.

The master-level martial saints of the Jiang, Lin, and Yan families fell on their own battleships with slightly pale expressions. The circles of Heavenly Saint Law behind them cracked and shattered.

Emperor Haotian's one-finger heavenly law that penetrated into their bodies exploded again, and the entire emperor-class battleship shook desperately.

All the other warriors on the deck were thrown away.

"Take action and activate the emperor-level magic energy cannon. Even if you die, there can't be another Qing Emperor in this world!"

The three master-level martial saints looked horrified, but there was not much surprise in their eyes, and their faces all looked very firm without exception.

The shocking battle that suddenly broke out outside the small world spread to thousands of warships with just one attack from each side.

"Let me go, Emperor Haotian, when did you come here?"

"Go quickly, go quickly, if we are swept away by the aftermath, nine lives will not be enough for us to die."

One by one, the warships turned on their maximum speed and flew towards the rear quickly, fearing that they would be affected by the battle later.

Their battleships were not emperor-class. Even king-class battleships could not stop the Emperor Wu's casual attack.

Emperor Haotian sneered and said: "Stubborn, how can an emperor-class battleship exert its full power without the quasi-emperor at its command?"

He stretched out his hand and smacked it forward, and eight, eighty-sixty-four rounds of golden Heavenly Laws appeared behind him. On each circle of golden Heavenly Laws, countless stars were rotating rapidly.

In the center of the circle of golden laws, there is a brilliant sun, shining brightly. The heavenly laws behind it seem to have evolved the stars in the universe.

Above the three Emperor-class battleships, a giant hand appeared, encompassing the starry sky and the universe. It gently fell and knocked the three Emperor-class battleships away.

"Brother Haotian, it's okay!"

A voice sounded in the air, and a middle-aged man wearing a red Suzaku robe appeared on the Haotian Sect's king-class battleship with a slight smile.

Han Qinghe, who was standing next to him, raised his eyebrows slightly and bowed, "I have met Holy Lord Suzaku."

The person who came turned out to be the contemporary palace master of Fengqing Palace in the Holy Land. The expression of the Lord Zhuque did not change much. He glanced at Xiao Chen who was slowly coming and said rather speechlessly: "I will negotiate with the King's Family. , This guy is really unexpected and brave.”

Emperor Haotian smiled and said: "I don't think anyone is very brave. As he said, what is supposed to come will always come. Can you escape?"

"With these four words, Longmen Qingdi, he will be unable to escape for the rest of his life."

When Lord Zhuque heard the words Longmen Qingdi, he frowned slightly and said: "Fifty thousand years have passed, why are you mentioning that name? Tianwu Domain only needs three holy lands."

Emperor Haotian said seriously: "But the human race needs a co-master!"

Lord Suzaku curled his lips and said: "Haha, just him? The Thunder Emperor who was more amazing and talented than him five thousand years ago couldn't successfully carry it through. Do you think he can do it?"

After the hell gate was closed for a while, Xiao Chen slowly flew towards the Haotian Sect's battleship. In his eyes, he saw Han Qinghe and Emperor Haotian on the deck except Han Qinghe.

I also saw a vague light group, which seemed to be talking to Emperor Haotian. When he landed on the deck, the vague light group disappeared.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Xiao Chen turned to Emperor Haotian who saved his life, gently bowed his hands and said: "Thank you, Emperor, for saving your life."