The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In front of longhuang mountain, the sword cuts the king. In the blood splashing all over the sky, a king dies, and even has no chance to resist.

In the shocking scene, the kings stopped immediately and did not dare to step forward.

In the void, the ups and downs of the divine sword is not clear, but it is extremely sharp. The shocking spirit of the sword is constantly emanating from the divine sword, and the gods and Demons dare not touch its edge.

In front of the mountains, the kings looked at the magic sword above, and their eyes were full of shock. The dragon imperial sword, which lost endless years, was really in the dragon imperial mountain.

"Join hands to knock it down!"

King Hun waved his mind and sacrificed the purple gold God stove.

After hearing this, the kings nodded their heads and raised their hands to solidify the yuan. The mighty power rose and penetrated into the imperial vessels.

In an instant, the purple flame flourished in the purple gold God furnace. In the God furnace, the spirit of utensils revived rapidly, and a force of imperial authority came down to suppress nine days and ten places.

On longhuang mountain, the magic sword felt like it. The shadow of the sword cut off and crashed into the magic stove.

The collision of the imperial utensils and the dragon imperial swords shocked the world. Outside the longhuang mountain, huge cracks appeared, crisscrossing and spreading thousands of miles away.

"Er"

in the mouth of several kings, blood overflowed, and the aftereffects of the two imperial vessels were shocked, and all kings suffered heavy losses in an instant.

In the void, the divine sword is dazzling and powerful. Countless golden swords spread, just like a God, shining on the earth.

"Drink"

when the golden sword comes, Hun king and other kings urge the divine stove again, and the endless purple flame fills the air to resist the power of the Dragon Emperor's divine sword.

In the distance, the figure in plain clothes stands still, looking at the dragon imperial sword which suppresses the kings in the void. The brilliant light flashed in his eyes. It's hard to hide the meaning of cherishing the sword.

This sword should not be covered in dust here.

"Hum"

on the Dragon King Mountain, the dragon king sword feels the meaning of the sword from afar. The body of the sword chirps gently, and a golden sword breaks through the air and sweeps into the distance.

Thousands of miles away, the wind and snow rolling, Ning Chen looked at the air from the sword, the figure flashed, to thousands of feet away.

With the light of the sword, the whole mountain in the rear was razed to the ground, and huge stones were flying and falling like rain.

"Back up!"

In front of longhuang mountain, the kings saw a chance, did not dare to delay any longer, and quickly retreated.

At the next moment, the battlefield rumbled and streamed one after another. The kings left with dozens of strong people in the red world, ready to make plans in the future.

When the crowd left, the shadow of the sword slowly disappeared, the light rose, and the collapsed mountain was rebuilt again. It was not long before it recovered.

Thousands of miles away, Ning Chen step out, very close to the end of the world, flying in the air to waste.

"Hum"

in longhuang mountain, there is a feeling of the Dragon Emperor's divine sword. In the void, the virtual shadow of the divine sword appears, and it floats quietly in the air, which is extremely powerful.

"I mean no harm."

Ning Chen looks at the Shen Jian that rises and falls on empty and solid, calm way.

With one word, the trembling sound of the sword was slightly reduced over longhuang mountain. However, the pressure on the sword was still terrifying and palpitating.

The breath on the sword is lonely and arrogant. Even after endless years, the arrogance of Shenjian still remains unchanged.

The sword of the Dragon Emperor is an ancient artifact that has been known for hundreds of thousands of years. Except for a few big families, few people know about it.

Ning Chen stood in front of the mountain and felt the breath of the sword. Although he didn't know the name of the sword, he could clearly feel the dragon spirit of the sword.

"Dragon"

looking at the dragon pattern on the sword, Ning Chen's eyes show a different color. Because of the memory of previous life, he has always had a special feeling for the existence of the dragon.

In myths and legends, the dragon, Phoenix and unicorn are the first of the four seas, the first of the birds and the first of the animals. However, myths and legends are always different. The legends about the dragon are also different.

In the green coffin of the eastern fairyland, he saw the ancient battle of the underworld cutting down the four gods. That was the first time he saw the shadow of the dragon.

Qinglong, as the head of the four elephant gods, is undoubtedly powerful. It is said that there are also four elephant gods in Tianwaitian, but with the change of time, the four elephant gods have disappeared from this world, and it is hard to find any trace.

The second time I saw the dragon was in the sea hall to the south of Nanling within the boundary. The water god tianwu was the God formed by the Dragon beads after the fall of Qinglong.

Now, it's amazing to see such a strong dragon spirit again. There is no doubt that there is a treasure left by the dragon people in this mountain range. Otherwise, it would not be able to resist the attack of the kings.

Longhuangshan, the confrontation between man and sword, the breath gradually calm, the Dragon Sword ups and downs in the void, sword breath flow, no longer attack, but also did not convergence sword pressure.

Ning Chen looked at the magic sword in the void, and said calmly, "these come, the hundred families are prosperous, the kings come out in large numbers, and several emperors come to the world, but the heads of the four seas, birds and animals have all withered away. Don't you have any regrets?"

On the mountains, the sword rises and falls, the sword breath flows, and the silence is a little terrible."Now, the Phoenix has its descendants, and the animals are the emperor of the Golden Lion family. They are infinitely close to returning to their ancestors and reappear the power of the unicorn. Only the dragon family has never had any descendants come out. They are gradually disappearing from the memory of the hundred families. Are you really not unwilling?" Ning Chen said again.

In the void, the breath of the Dragon Emperor's sword is more and more deep. The sword has a breath, which can be heard clearly.

"Now, with the appearance of the bieyun and Taiyin swords, the other magical soldiers of the hundred ethnic groups are also born one after another. Even you have just seen the imperial weapons. Do you want to stay here and continue to be covered with dust?" Ning Chen look sinks, say.

"Hum"

as the words fall, the Dragon Emperor's sword is full of sharpness, and a golden sword cuts through the air, which is frightening and powerful. It cuts open the void and disorganizes everything.

Sword gas station, Ning Chen waves, a broken green Ding appears, impregnable East fairyland relics, suddenly block the Dragon Sword power.

Sharp awn blocked, the aftershock is concussion to open, rather Chen turn palm to greet, thump a, the foot delimits several Zhang far.

"Tick"

a touch of vermilion falls down, Ning Chen raises his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his resolute eyes do not waver.

"It's a fact that the dragon clan has disappeared. How long do you have to guard this grave? In the sky, there are three immortal swords: killing, killing and trapping. Are you really not willing to compete with them?" Ning Chen looks at the magic sword on the void, the word sink heavy way.

"Hum"

over the mountains, the magic sword sounds again. This time, it is more powerful than before. The golden sword light breaks open and the mountains sink into the sea.

With a roaring and dramatic shock, Ning Chen once again blocks the edge of the divine sword with a green tripod. Yu Bo swings away, and his figure slides out tens of feet.

The dripping blood dyed the earth red below, but Ning Chen's look remained unchanged. He said in a deep voice, "your master, if you really don't want you to reappear in the world, you won't make this arrangement. You can stop the king of a hundred ethnic groups, but there are their emperors above the kings. If these emperors come out, can you still stop them? What's your choice then?"

Finish saying, rather Chen no longer say more, quietly looking at the magic sword on the void, waiting for the answer.

Above the mountains, the sword fell into silence. After a long time, the sword trembled and stopped. The terrible sword fell down, and its power was even more powerful than before.

Suddenly, the sword pressure hit, Ning Chen legs directly into the earth, around, landslides, hard to bear the terrible sword pressure.

The golden light rising all over the sky is astonishing. There is no chance to kill. Only the endless sword is filled with the sky and the earth, distorting the void and suppressing everything.

In the golden light of the sky, Ning Chen's eyes coagulate, and his body is swept by wind and snow. Five volumes open the sky to resist the power of the divine sword.

"Ka"

the sound of bone friction, so harsh, ningchen whole body, skin inch by inch collapse, blood exudation, red pigment clothing.

"Ka"

the sound of bone cracking sounds, and under the pressure of the divine sword, even the original body of the divine tree is gradually difficult to bear.

At this moment, on the mountain, the magic sword was in a virtual shape, and an eleven or twelve year old child appeared, looking down at the young people, his anger was hard to hide.

Seeing this, Ning Chen's face is slightly condensed and his weapon is flexible. This sword is really amazing.

"They are also called emperors. If they come, I will kill one!" The child spoke in an angry voice.

Ning Chen sneered and said, "there is more than one Emperor today. How many people can you kill? If the emperors of the hundred nationalities join hands to attack, how many people can you block? "

As soon as the child's face stagnated, he did not know how to answer.

"The entrance to this mountain range must be arranged by your former master. Even if there is a mountain block in front of the entrance, it can be repaired very quickly. However, as long as the entrance appears, your destiny will not be in your own hands." Ning Chen looks at the former, the right color way.

"As long as we survive these three days, the entrance of longhuangshan will disappear. It's only three days. Even if they join hands, what's my fear! Now, you're still worried about whether you can get out of here alive. " The child said in a deep voice.

Ning Chen hears the words, deep in the eye, the different color flash past, originally this mountain name is long Huang mountain.

Is it true that the Dragon Emperor is buried in this mountain range?

"Where's your sword? If it doesn't come out, there will be no grudge between life and death!"

Looking at the man below, the child said in a cold voice, and immediately raised his right hand. The golden light was very strong, and the sword was majestic, just like the waves of the sea.

With a roaring body, the earth at ningchen's feet fell several feet again. The terrible sword was as heavy as a mountain, and it was hard to bear the body.

The wind and snow are surging, and the power of the five volumes is endless. The foundation of the world is hard to block the pressure of the dragon and the imperial sword. The sword is proud and can't give in.

Surging blood, dyed red plain clothes again and again, in the terrible golden light, Ning Chen stood coldly, looking at the magic sword on the void, and refused to give way.

In the air sea of Dantian, the ocean surges. In the center of the cyclone formed by the five volumes of heavenly script, the sword of the original life rises and falls. For decades, the divine tree has accumulated the sword of the original origin. The cracks on the sword are gradually repaired, and the ordinary body is removed, which is very powerful.

The sword of this life trembles, feels the crisis of the master, and asks for war automatically.

"Not yet!"

The divine sword asks for a fight, the sound is loud, rather Chen look indifferent, mouth refuses a way.Before ten years, he could not move his sword.

In the void, the power of the Dragon Emperor's sword is earth shaking, and the edge has not yet appeared. Just the pressure of the sword changes the color of the whole world.

The battle between man and sword, each insist, around longhuang mountain, heaven and earth disintegrate for no reason, the mountains shake, the void sink.