The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Purple Osmunda star domain, the king forced, just experienced a fierce World War I, the evening of the war into snow has been exhausted, unable to deal with.

When the crisis comes, there is no hesitation. At dusk, it becomes a strong and powerful urging body. It is the first martial art of the forbidden chapter of the Supreme Court. It is the first martial art of hunhunhun forbidden yuan, which shakes the starry sky.

The king raised his hand, and the completely different power of destruction broke out and rolled forward.

The war situation is in danger. At this very dangerous time, in the distance, a blue sword light breaks through the air. The outstanding sword breath is exquisite and pure, without any impurities.

The light of the sword came, and the enemy was defeated first. Before the power of the scale clan came out, it was interrupted between the forces.

With a roar, the light of the sword shakes the protection of the scale clan. In the fierce vibration, the king of scale retreats half a step at his feet to remove the remaining strength.

In front, the clouds and waves disperse, and a familiar shadow appears, with exquisite posture, beautiful appearance and dynamic force. Clean eyes are like clear water, reflecting all the evils in the world.

The familiar and strange woman met for the first time in a hundred years. Dusk Chengxue looked at the figure in front of her and immediately guessed the identity of the person who came.

It's the barbarian princess!

"Be careful, aman. Their scales are hard to deal with. It's useless to fight for a long time." Dusk into snow mouth, look Congzhong road.

"Well"

hearing the reminder, aman nodded gently, looked at the shining scales of the king in front of him, and his clear eyes flashed.

"Another one will be buried with my son, and I will make you all."

The anger on the king's face is hard to hide. He raises his hand and leans to the yuan. The dark force is turbulent, sweeping the starry sky.

When the king moves, aman's body moves, and his steps move to avoid the dark forces. The sword of the original heart blooms like a spirit. He finds out the weakest position of the demon yuan, cuts off the obstacles, and comes to the king.

With a clang sound, the blade of the sword and the scales collide. Between the two scales, the sword of the original heart pierces into the gap. The sword technique from second to millisecond is accurate without any error. It is where the meaning is and where the sword is.

The sharp sound of friction rings out. The sword of Chu Xin penetrates into three parts. The sword's power gradually stops. The king of scale looks down. He turns his palm to the yuan and pats the front's heart.

With the strength of the palm, aman's body moves. Within a short distance, he avoids the strength of the palm and steps over. His body turns back again and points to the front. The sword of the first heart enters the third point again.

The scale armour blocked the edge of the sword, but it couldn't block the strength of the sword. The sword Qi vibrated. The king of scale stepped back at his feet, got angry, and burst out all over his body.

When the demon yuan attacked, the sword of Chu Xin immediately flew out. During the crisis, aman held the sword and stepped forward.

As soon as he stepped in the air, the figure of aman moved out of the hundred feet away. He looked at the king in front of him and said in a soft voice, "sister mu, I'm ready to retreat, but I can't beat you."

Dusk into snow nodded, body injury temporary pressure, forbidden yuan secretly, ready to retreat.

"If you want to go, you're delusional!"

Seeing through their thoughts, the king of scales hums coldly and holds them up with both hands. Suddenly, the wind roars and the thunder roars, and the dark force sweeps across the distance, blocking their way back.

Knowing that you can't be trapped here, the last forbidden yuan breaks out in the dusk, and Dayin Qingque's sword blooms with dazzling brilliance.

With a roar, Wang Wei was stopped by the Supreme Court. In the violent shock, the figure of dusk Chengxue flashed by, and the line rolled to the extreme, and the barbarian turned into a streamer away.

Star space, the king of scales raised his hand to disperse the surging forbidden yuan in front of him. He looked at the two people who were fast away in front of him. His whole body was full of murders, and his anger was hard to suppress.

Half a day later, I do not know where, strange life star, two figures swept to the landing moment, white Qianying at the foot of a staggering, a mouthful of blood vomit, red white.

Jin Yuan dried up and his body was injured. The sense of Mu Chengxue, who was hard to sustain, fell down.

"Sister twilight."

Ah man looked surprised and immediately reached for the former.

In the western continent, in the past few days, the figure in plain clothes has been marching forward, but the speed is not fast. Since entering the world, the pace seems to have slowed down.

There are fighting continents everywhere, and killing can be seen everywhere. Ning Chen saved and ignored them. He followed his heart and didn't force himself.

Kindness and resentment, in this continent has become so ordinary, everything is like passing clouds, gradually, forgotten.

In the past, I walked too fast and missed too many worldly scenery. Now, I can see it more clearly.

Sorrow, joy, separation, union, killing, redemption, joy, hatred, the more you experience, the heavier the shackles on your body. The traces of time are never transferred by human will. They are engraved on your body in silence.

Flying white hair, white as snow, although the face than a hundred years ago and not much change, however, the original young man is no longer seen.

Step by step, step on the earth one after another clearly visible footprints, the heavy years, pressure Zhiming gradually old.

"Mother, look, white haired man."

In front of the village, young child points to the distance and says in surprise.

The young child's mother looked in the direction of the young child's fingers, but she saw nothing. She couldn't help but scold, "there's no one with white hair. Children can't lie.""I saw it just now." The young boy pouts his mouth wrongly and whispers.

A hundred miles away, the figure in plain clothes appeared, took a step, and disappeared again.

Worldly scenery, all were left behind, read, remember in the heart.

In the west, it's getting colder and colder. After several months of running, the two royal daughters of the fox clan still have no news, as if they have disappeared out of thin air. Although Ning Chen has been prepared for this, she is also somewhat disappointed.

The destruction of the fox clan is the work of the demons. Wan'er and Xiao Xiao definitely hate the demons, even to him.

Even if they knew he was looking for them, they probably wouldn't show up easily.

He doesn't know if he can find them, but he won't give up as long as he is still in the original magical state.

In the Western holy land, the pure land ruled by the Golden Lion tribe, fighting and killing have become less and less. Ning Chen is walking towards the center of the holy land.

The holy land has beautiful scenery and strong atmosphere of exotic customs. Men with golden hair are as majestic as cattle, and women with blue eyes are as enchanting as snakes. Ning Chen walks among them with white hair, which is very conspicuous.

The blue eyed woman saw the beautiful Zhiming, and her eyes rippled. Several women whispered, and her eyes never left.

The woman's eyes were attracted and attracted many men's jealousy. A strong blonde man stood in front and took the initiative to provoke.

Ning Chen doesn't care and continues to walk forward.

Being ignored, the man was furious and waved his fist to the person in front of him.

"Bang!"

Just as the man's fist fell, a young figure with thick blond hair appeared between them. He raised his hand to block the fist of the former.

"Brother Ning, long time no see." Looking at the young people around him, Hong Yuan said with a smile.

"The third prince!"

On the street, when people saw someone coming, they were shocked.

Ning Chen nods gently, calm way, "long time no see."

"Step back."

Hong Yuan lightly looked at the man in front of him and immediately flew out with a thump.

Ten feet away, the man fell on the ground, got up in a mess, did not dare to stay, and left quickly.

"Brother Ning, welcome to holy land."

When the trouble is solved, Hong Yuan looks back and looks at the person in front of him.

"Thank you very much."

Ning Chen light should, way, "want to annoy a few days."