The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the wasteland, the space of different degrees is opened, the ancient battlefield of the blood moon reappears in the world, the pride of the hundred ethnic groups is sent into it, and the battle front of the hundred ethnic groups is officially opened.

For hundreds of years, in the most prosperous times, the young Tianjiao of the primitive magic realm almost arrived together. In order to fight for the number of future generals of the hundred ethnic groups, they also fight for the legendary imperial treasure, yin and yang are not jade.

In the ancient battlefield of the blood moon, the pride of all ethnic groups was sent to all sides. It was desolate, and the breath of time was fully displayed.

Since ancient times, the ancient battlefield, which has experienced many battles, is full of broken mountains and rivers. It seems shocking.

I don't know where, Ning chenjing, who was forced into the ancient battlefield by gouhuang, was standing on the wasteland. His eyes swept the distant mountains and rivers, and his eyes flashed.

In this place, I don't know when I will meet the pride of a hundred people.

Compared with Tianwaitian and neijie, the young strong people in the primitive magic world are undoubtedly more powerful because of their years of cultivation.

It is said that among the pride of the hundred ethnic groups this time, there are already strong people who have entered the world of mortals. They have amazing talent and are very likely to become another emperor in the future.

The emperor is rare, even in this primitive magic realm, there are only a few. It's very hard to prove the truth of the emperor. There has been no new emperor in the primitive magic realm for thousands of years.

It is said that the original magic realm was influenced by the seal of the queen mother of the west, and the original power between heaven and earth has gradually dried up, so it is difficult to support the emergence of a new emperor.

This is also why the hundred ethnic groups are so eager to open the channel between the original demon realm and Tianwaitian.

The resources of each world are limited, and the primitive magic realm and Tianwaitian are no exception. If the kings of the primitive magic realm want to enter the emperor realm, they must get more resources.

This is the reason for war. At any time, resources are the most fundamental reason for aggression.

Under the blood moon, Ning Chen stood still for a moment, and immediately walked forward.

The desolate wasteland is silent everywhere, as if it were a dead place forever. After a hundred miles, there is no living creature.

Perhaps, countless years ago, this was a land full of vitality. However, after too many wars, the ancient battlefield of XueYue has lost any vitality.

At the same time, all over the ancient battlefield of XueYue, a young Tianjiao also started to observe the surrounding situation.

The deadline for the hundred ethnic groups to compete is three years. They must be familiar with the terrain as much as possible, otherwise, it will be very bad for them in the future.

In the south of the ancient battle field of blood moon, a woman in golden clothes stands still, with perfect appearance and outstanding temperament. She is just like the goddess of war coming from the divine world, with unparalleled heroism, which makes people dare not blaspheme.

As a woman, she is the most powerful of the younger generation, but she has the fighting power that even the men of the scale clan look up to.

As the imperial daughter of the scale race, Jin scale'er was born with absolute defense that other races did not have. In the young generation, she rarely met enemies, even the other imperial veins did not dare to easily provoke.

In the distance, the mountains are undulating, and the moon seems to reveal danger everywhere. Jin Peier watches for a long time, and then walks towards the mountains.

At the same time, in other directions of the ancient battlefield of XueYue, the figure of the imperial daughter of the scale clan, whose breath is no less than that of the scale clan, began to move forward. The terrible pressure made people dare not approach easily.

In the three directions, in the west of the ancient battlefield of XueYue, a blonde man strides forward, with sword eyebrows and stars in his eyes. He is vigorous and straight, and looks explosive.

Hong Yuan, the purest Prince of the Golden Lion clan, is extremely powerful. It is said that he defeated several red world elders of the Golden Lion clan a few years ago, shaking the whole golden lion clan.

In the northern part of China, in the silent moonlight, a woman with soft breath moves forward. Her powerful blood power is introverted. A pair of beautiful eyes look at the front and flash by.

The four descendants of Huangmai have been separated. However, there is a strong man in the East who has the same breath as Huangmai. It seems that the emperor will meet a great opponent.

In the east of the ancient battlefield of blood moon, in front of a rolling mountain, Ning Chen stops and looks more dignified.

It has been at least one day since he came in, but the blood moon in the sky has not moved, and the day has never come.

"The land of the polar night?"

Ning Chen glanced at the blood moon in the sky. It was a strange little world. If there was no day, there would be no normal life in this world.

A few steps ahead, suddenly, a very chilling blood force came from a very far away place, and its prestige was amazing. It was no less than that of any strong person in the world of mortals.

Ning Chen congmou, the footstep stops again.

This is the royal blood!

Far away, the emperor also felt the strong breath from the East. In his cold eyes, there was a chance to kill. He was no less powerful than the emperor. When did there be such a strong one among the hundred ethnic groups.

Thinking of this, the emperor stepped forward, faster and faster, and then disappeared into the night.

Thousands of miles away, Ning Chen feels the royal blood coming from afar and frowns.

He didn't expect to meet a strong royal blood so soon. It doesn't mean that the prince who has royal blood must be stronger than the descendants of other races. However, the royal blood who can come here is undoubtedly the real pride of heaven. With the suppression of blood power, it is almost impossible for the descendants of other races to compete.In the distance, the powerful imperial pulse is getting closer and closer. Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come. At this sensitive moment, there is no doubt that meeting is life and death.

Ning Chen stopped for a moment and immediately walked in front of the mountains.

Not long after, outside the mountains and rivers, a figure full of green light appeared, and the descendants of the stone emperor, the contemporary emperor, appeared coldly.

One step forward, the figure flashed, the emperor felt the strong breath in the mountains and rushed forward.

In the mountains and rivers, a figure in plain clothes stands still and has a calm breath. Looking at the figure coming from afar, his face doesn't change much.

Although he didn't want to meet the descendants of the royal family so soon, since he came, he would not deliberately avoid it.

He can't beat those old people who have been practicing for countless years, but he doesn't have to give way to their descendants.

Thousands of feet away, the emperor appeared. When he saw the young man in plain clothes standing in front of him, his pace stopped.

Confrontation of the eyes, each cold, no words, cold wind suddenly, the emperor figure then move.

It's fast, and it's even more shocking. The incomparable royal blood is frightening. It's hard to find a way out.

The virtual shadow of the huge stone statue shows behind the emperor, and heaven is approaching. On the nine days, the wind and cloud are rolling and the thunder is surging.

When the blue light comes, the emperor raises his hand and blows his fist down. In front of him, heaven and earth shake violently. It is hard to inherit the power of the emperor.

At this moment, between the two people, God forbids Guanghua to flourish, and an unbreakable space barrier appears, which suddenly blocks the lethal move.

The next moment, within a thousand Zhang radius, the light rises everywhere, and the yellow spring comes to greet the emperor of the royal family.