Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Chapter 1491: 2277 Strong wind

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The Holy Lord, the master of the Holy City, is rumored to have the strength of a true god. . dt . com may have true cultivation, but it has never been fully revealed, making it unpredictable.

For this person, the five superpowers were all in awe.

But this person only appears in the Virtual God Realm and never appears in the world. Rumor has it that time passes too fast in the world, and he can only continue his life in the virtual god world. This person has long stopped caring about mundane matters.

Even the Holy City of God is now managed by five superpowers, and he will not interfere with anything.

Mysterious and low-key, so low-key that people ignore his existence, but once he appears, people feel awe and suddenly remember that he is the true master of the Holy City.

On the top floor of the trial tower, the Holy Master wore a mask, covering his appearance and expression.

The reason why he appears at this moment is because only he can open the eighty-one layer that seals the True God's Paradise.

"I've met the Holy Lord."

Everyone was in awe of the Holy Lord, and the bosses of the major superpowers raised their hands to show their respect.

The Holy Lord nodded slightly, then stretched out a hand and touched the void lightly.

A bit of black light appeared, and in an instant, the black light expanded into a black vortex. Like a black hole, it seems to be able to absorb a person's essence, full of mystery.

Soon, the black hole continued to expand and turned into a giant whirlpool.

Everyone present felt a little nervous and uneasy. The Paradise of the True God was full of uncertainties, and no one knew what kind of opportunity they would get in the end.

It is this uncertainty that makes people full of tension and expectation.

The disciples of Wushen Palace, Xuantian Holy Land, Lingyin Temple, Hunyuan Palace and Tianmeng, the five superpowers, all stared at the black hole, as if they were possessed.

"The seal has been opened. If there is danger, you can withdraw at any time."

The Holy Lord's voice full of vicissitudes of life sounded, and then he quietly retreated, not knowing where he was.

Maybe he has gone to the true temple, or maybe he is hiding somewhere, being watched by everyone.

"Go ahead."

Whoosh whoosh!

I don’t know who started it, but I saw that the pseudo-emperors of the major superpowers were the first to bear the brunt. They wanted to be the first to enter the paradise of true gods, unwilling to be followed by others.

The people from Tianmeng came to the end and were slightly behind.

Those who can enter the Virtual God Realm are all the elites among the elites, everyone present. In the vast world, they can be called geniuses, thousands of leaders, and the scene of being dispatched at the same time has to be quite spectacular.

Especially the leaders, they are all false emperors, infinitely close to the Divine Vein Emperor, they are all different, with sharp edges and boundless grace.

Mu Zifeng looked around with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, originally thinking that he might see Xiao Chen appear at the last moment.

But now the rumored news about Xiao Chen's injury is indeed true.

"That boy is really useless."

Mu Yunzhu remained still, his eyes sharp and electric, staring in all directions. As long as Xiao Chen shows a little breath, he will be captured by him in an instant.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time. For more than five years, every day was like a year, and every day he practiced twice as hard.

What I'm waiting for is that one day, I can be upright and trample Xiao Chen under my feet.

Five years ago, after the deeds in the Ice and Fire Wasteland spread, he, Bai Yunfei and others became the laughingstock of the disciples in the Void God Realm.

Many half-step emperors, as well as imperial princes and sons of aristocratic families, were fooled around by a disciple of the Heavenly Alliance.

The True God Paradise was an excellent opportunity for him to prove himself again, but he didn't wait for Xiao Chen.

Damn it, I finally condensed the divine energy, but you guy actually lost like this.

Really unable to wait for Xiao Chen, Mu Yunzhu cursed in his heart, and with a flash of body, he filled the sky with mysterious light and flew towards the entrance.

Just like him, Bai Yunfei, Xia Houzun and Fang Shaobai waited for a long time before flying towards the black hole vortex with some disappointment.

Yaoyun Palace.

In the place where Yao Dao retreats at night, there is a person lying on the white jade bed. His body is covered with dense gauze, including his face, only a pair of closed eyes are exposed.

The whole room was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, which was the medicinal fragrance of Hunyuan Butian Ointment on the gauze.

Hunyuan Butian Ointment, an ointment that allows Xu Shen to reshape his body, was used on a human king like this.

If any outsiders see it, they will definitely cry out that it is a pity and want to plunder the natural treasures.

Outside the white jade bed, Lu Benwei sat cross-legged and meditated with his eyes closed.

call out!

Suddenly, without warning, Xiao Chen opened his eyes.

His eyes were slightly dull, staring straight at the ceiling, as if he had woken up from a big dream, but also as if he had not yet recalled the tenderness in the dream.

After a long time, Xiao Chen didn't move. He had a dream.

Dreaming back to Qingyun, the beautiful past appears in the dream. Dreams are wonderful, like the most fragrant wine, making people intoxicated and obsessed. In the phantom of light in the cup, I just hope I won’t wake up after being drunk, I hope the night will never end, I hope the dawn will never come, just keep drinking.

But in the dream, he was awake again, and the hand holding the wine glass was always trembling.

Because it hurts!

Even the most beautiful dream in the world couldn't make him smile, nor could it ease his heartache. After drinking enough wine and reminiscing, he opened his eyes and returned to reality.

What is the use of this martial arts

Xiao Chen, who was watching coldly in the dream, already had the answer at this moment. This martial arts is hope, persistence and struggle.

Without this martial arts, even Liu Ruyue would not be able to see her, and her heart would be filled with despair.

It is more despairing than heartache and heartbreak.

At least I still have dreams and goals to strive for and pursue. Many people in this world don’t even have goals.

For example, Demon Sword Xi Mu has martial arts skills and is at the peak of his virtual god, but his heart is already dead.

The dull eyes gradually lit up with sparks, and a fighting spirit stirred in his heart. Xiao Chen clenched his right fist, and his eyes shone with perseverance.

call out!

Lu Benwei on the side seemed to feel this gaze and opened his eyes suddenly.

Sure enough, it was Xiao Chen, he was already awake.

Xiao Chenzhong neutralized the gauze on his body, thought about it, and then wanted to tear it off.

"You can't do it. This Hunyuan Tianbu Gao has not been completely absorbed. You can't tear it off now. Your internal injuries this time will cause more damage to the body than being possessed by a demon. If it weren't for Master, I would give you the Hunyuan Tianbu Gao. , will not recover so quickly.”

Lu Benwei's voice came and stopped Xiao Chen.

Hunyuan Butian Cream

No wonder, no wonder Xiao Chen felt as if he was in a deep medicinal spring, his whole body warm and indescribably comfortable.

"Where are the seniors?"

Xiao Chen felt warm in his heart and wanted to find Xi Mu and say thank you.

Lu Benwei smiled and said: "With Master's temper, I guess he won't see you, just wake up. At that time, I almost thought that you would never wake up again."

Xiao Chen felt a little guilty when he heard this, and said apologetically: "Thank you, Brother Lu, for saving my life."

Although it was Xi Mu who rescued him, without Lu Benwei, according to his condition at that time, he would definitely die.

"How many days have I slept?" Xiao Chen asked.

"Exactly three days."

Perhaps there is God's will in the dark. Perhaps Xiao Chen never thought of giving up from beginning to end. Deep in his heart, he always kept in mind the trial of the True God Paradise.

If he couldn't wake up on this day, he would really give up completely, and he would never be able to wake up for the rest of his life, and he would be a coward for the rest of his life.

If you don't even believe in your own martial arts skills, then what's the point of living

He believed that sooner or later, he would return to the Shenlong Empire and regain everything he had lost.

Be proud and never give up!

"Can I still catch up?"

Xiao Chen didn't say what he was catching up with, but Lu Benwei naturally understood what Xiao Chen meant, and said thoughtfully: "According to common sense, there is no hope. The channel opened by the Holy Lord is shrinking little by little. However, I have a way, you Come with me."

Xiao Chen got out of bed and wanted to put on the alloy armor, but found something helpless.

Under the layers of gauze mixed with Hunyuan Butian Cream, there is no possibility of wearing alloy gloves.

Even the storage ring cannot be used. Once used, the gauze will break, causing the gauze to break and collapse, and the medicinal effect will be leaked.

As a last resort, Xiao Chen grabbed the white sheets and wrapped them around himself like a cloak.

At the top of the mountain, clouds and mist are like the sea, and the wind is howling.

Xiao Chen was wrapped in gauze all over his body, and the sheets he wore were swaying with the strong wind, looking a little weird.

Lu Benwei didn't pay attention. He pointed to the distance of the sea of clouds and muttered: "Yes, there is the entrance to the Paradise of the True Body."

Xiao Chen then looked around and saw that in a very far place, a black hole that could make one's heart palpitate appeared at the end of his sight like a black spot.

The black hole vortex is shrinking little by little. With his speed, it is impossible to arrive before the end.

"In this vast world, who is the fastest among legends?"

"Kunpeng."

"That's right. Have you ever heard of a saying that a big roc rises with the wind in one day and soars ninety thousand miles away... Where does this wind come from? I once traveled abroad and received an ancient inheritance called Dafeng Jin. I know that the roc cannot fly without wind. I have never tried this palm technique. There are many cracks in time and space on the top of these mountains. I can't guarantee whether you can pass through safely. Do you dare? Dare you take this slap from me?"

Lu Benweichen was secretly gathering momentum. He knew the answer in Xiao Chen's heart and was just waiting for him to speak.

"Do you think I will give up?"

"Hahaha, then I will give Kunpeng the power to help you ride the wind."

Lu Benwei looked up to the sky and laughed. His laughter shook the sky, and it became noisy like a stormy sea. Behind him, boundless momentum gathered.

This wind seemed to overthrow the sky, the earth, and the sky.

big! wind! strength!

In the vast sky and earth, there was an even more vast roar, and a roar that shocked the ancient times. Lu Benwei slapped Xiao Chen with a palm.

With a bang, Xiao Chen instantly disappeared into the sea of clouds.

The vast sea of clouds is endless and vast, and Xiao Chen is like a drop of rain or dew entering it without causing any ripples.

But suddenly, the sky and the earth shook, and even the gods of the Holy Domain were shaken.

Many virtual gods couldn't help but look towards this direction. Their expressions all changed, and they saw the sky was dark, and a general trend was coming towards the trial tower.

"Kunpeng!"

Many False Gods were startled, blinking and thinking that a Kunpeng really appeared in the False God Realm.

A figure appeared in the sea of clouds, wrapped in a white cape, with arms outstretched, like a roc covering the sky, carrying a tremendous momentum. In the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of tens of millions of miles, just as the black vortex was about to close.

It turned into a stream of light, carrying pride and stubbornness, wrapped in a sheet, and rushed in without paying attention to the eyes of the world.

The roc rises with the wind in one day and soars up to 90,000 miles!