MTL - Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation-v3 Chapter 2426 You said no

"Abstain, or die!"

Xiao Chen is full of murderous words. With the pull out of the half-inch knives, the second prince’s psychological defense is completely destroyed.

Hey!

The second prince was stabbed with a burning pain in his eyes, and his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, and he stepped back a few steps.

He almost fell, and the other princes, withstood the huge pressure, put it on.

"Second brother!"

"how about it?"

The second emperor stared at his eyes and said: "Let's go, don't care for me."

"Let's go together, we still have a chance."

Is there still a chance?

In the heart of the second emperor, there was a sorrow and grief. He let the other emperors go, but did not let himself go.

Not can't, don't dare!

Because Xiao Chen did not say that he was allowed to leave, he only gave him two choices, either to die or to abstain.

If you don't want to die, you can only abstain.

He has no other choice. The second emperor pushed away the other emperors and said loudly: "Let you go and leave, leave me alone, abstain!"

With the sound of the waiver, the figure of the second emperor gradually faded.

Then disappeared, and the elders of the Taimiao Ancestral Temple were forcibly transmitted.

Hey!

With him, he also left his ten doormen. In time, the pressure on the Mongolian guardian Wang Meng in the sky was suddenly reduced.

Hey!

After receiving the knife and returning to the sheath, Xiao Chen’s eyes swept away and fell on the other two emperors who followed the great emperor.

"Go and go!"

The hearts of the two emperors, madly trembled, a chill of invasion of the limbs, shocked and inexplicable.

Quickly greet his own door and quickly leave the place.

I ignored the departed emperor, and Xiao Chen turned and looked in the other direction.

The blood of the devil is suppressing the four emperors headed by the fifteen emperors.

Most of the princes of these princes have already attacked Wang Hao in the air.

There is not much left on the ground, the blood of the blood is like a burning blood phoenix, dyeing the sky with a blood.

Sometimes spread wings, under a shot, blowing up the wind and rain.

Blood rain is highly toxic and corrosive. The wind contains smoldering fire. If it is accidentally watered by the wind and rain, it will be scarred.

Roar!

Suddenly, the blood of the blood suddenly opened his mouth, and the power of horror swallowed out from his mouth.

Rumble!

The wind is raging, and there is no suction, pulling these people away from the **** mouth.

The four emperors pulled out the Emperor Sword and looked ugly, struggling with resistance. But still can not be avoided, the body is a little bit, sucked by the blood.

The Emperor Sword in the hands of the Emperor, in the territory of the Yanwu Dynasty, can give the Emperor an infinite force.

In this ancient tomb of Yanhuang, this kind of blessing can be superimposed.

However, after these emperors pulled out the Yanhuangjian, the situation still did not improve, enough to see how terrible the devil's blood was.

The blood of the blood can not swallow these, it seems a bit violent, and the blood flames skyrocket.

The body is inflated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the moment of spreading the wings makes the whole circle into the darkness.

Feng Huo Yuan Yuan!

Then suddenly turned into a flame, swooping over the past, the flames covered the ground in an instant, burning, the fireworks are as big as the ocean, the waves roar.

The four emperors were without exception, and at the same time they were deeply immersed in the sea of ​​fire.

"His Royal Highness!"

The doormen who were besieging Wang Hao saw it and were shocked. They had to give up and block Wang Hao from boarding the altar.

Go back to the ground and rescue his own prince.

Wang Hao, who had approached the altar step by step, had no time to stop, and jumped out of the air and set foot on the altar.

Wumeng and others were relieved, and their faces were filled with joy. Just blocking more than forty emperors was a dangerous life, but it was quite good.

On the hillside, far away from the altar.

The seven emperors and their entourage are obsessively observing, every move here.

When seeing Xiao Chen’s own strength and scaring away several other emperors, Wang Yun frowned slightly: “This Xiao Chen is a bit... terrible, no wonder the big brother’s wedding will be destroyed by him, not to be underestimated.”

Aside the old man, sneer: "Oh, no matter how difficult it is, it is only a three-dimensional emperor, and you don't have to worry about your highness."

Wang Yun nodded and said: "Well, I naturally know that this prince will be the waste of the second brother. If the sword is forced to pull out, he chooses to abstain."

"Seven princes, look over there!"

Wang Yun’s eyes turned, and suddenly he was slightly shocked, and he was completely shaken by the strength of the blood.

"What is this magic pet?"

The old man’s eyes are slightly stunned, and he said: “The blood is bloody, it should be a **** blood, or a **** vein, and the blood of the ancestors is constantly changing. It’s a bit interesting.”

Wang Yun’s eyes flashed the color of greed, saying: “The blood of the blood is rare, and the blood is different. If it is in my hands, then it’s still good. Go, kill me, Lao Jiu I am going to board the altar, hahaha!"

Seeing Wang Hao, you must step onto the altar.

Wang Yun, who had already waited for impatientness, laughed a few times and immediately prepared to kill. I want to take advantage of the excellent time when Wu Meng, Yu and others have just finished the war, and have not yet taken a break.

wind!

But when a group of people just jumped off the hills and was about to take action, a gust of wind wrapped up in boundless swords and swept across.

The wind smashed the sand and paved the surface, blowing a group of people in a ruffle, and some of them couldn’t open their eyes.

"What the hell?"

Wang Yun looked forward with his eyes, and saw the blurred figure in the overwhelming sand, slowly coming out.

In the sand, the figure gradually became clear.

Familiar silver armor, the dragon pattern of the armor swimming, the five senses are clear, the water chest is distinct, and the eyebrows are sharp. Just look at it, you feel that there is a domineering, just like the essence, blowing in the face.

Not Xiao Chen, who is it!

"Hurricane."

In the door of the Seven Emperors, some people sighed and slammed back the wind and sand with their own emperor.

Xiao Chen, wearing an alloy dragon armor, raised a smile on his mouth and didn't care.

Let this wind blow on the body, long hair fluttering, since there is a calm and calm, flowing on him.

Wang Yun's face is gloomy, cold channel: "Xiao Chen, you will not feel that I am as wasteful as my second brother. Will you be left without a knife, and you will be afraid to take the initiative to abstain?"

Xiao Chen whispered: "Nature will not. The second emperor can be scared by me, mainly because his doorman is not around. The seven emperors are surrounded by the door, and the natural atmosphere is full."

When this was said, Wang Yun’s heart suddenly burst into an irresistible anger.

He is a wise man, and he will sell it at a glance. What does Xiao Chen mean?

Xiao Chen is saying that he is as wasteful as the second emperor, but he has more friends around him.

The old man smiled and patted the shoulders of the seven emperors. "The seven emperors don't need to be angry. This kid is handed over to me. You have to go to the altar. He is dragging the time so that the nine emperors can recover." Some strength."

"Hey, play tricks in front of me, young people, you are still tender!"

Wang Yun was shocked and almost lost his mind by this little boy. Now is the perfect time to capture the altar of the Nine Emperors.

Where is the time, and this Xiao Chen nonsense.

"Hey, let's go, don't worry about him!"

Hey!

A group of people vacated and thought of going straight over Xiao Chen and killing the altar where the Nine Emperors were.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes and his look was not shocked.

Six Thunder Roads!

Quadruple Ice Field!

The path of the double knife!

The three kinds of domain, overlapping and added to Xiao Chen, his pure Taoism, even more than a small world of ten roads.

Blink, pull out the knife, take out the sheath!

Carrying the Taowei beyond the ten-dollar domain, the knives in the hands of the knives broke out.

Rushing away, covered with sky, overwhelming!

With Xiao Chen falling, this knife seems to be one with heaven. Those who look at it, they will fly from the head of Xiao Chen to the door of the past.

All snorted, in case of heavy blows, the corners of the mouth overflowed with a trace of blood. It was hit hard by the boundless knife that fell from the sky, with the thunder of lightning, like a meteor falling into the ground.

Hey!

This knife, the nine Dacheng Emperors, even with the seven emperors forced to go back.

Beyond the ten-dollar domain of Daowei, Xiao Chen, wearing an alloy dragon armor, is like a dragon **** living in the world. ,

The cross knife is in the body, and Xiao Chen looks straight at the skinny old man. He said: "I didn't promise to let them go, you said it, I said it."