The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In front of the thirteen Prince's mansion, the chariots rumbled and the forces from all sides constantly stepped on.

The struggle for imperial power has been cruel for generations. However, the rewards after the risks still attract countless people.

Having missed all the great heritages of the tripartite confrontation at the beginning, now we will seize the opportunity again and send charcoal in the snow, hoping to occupy a place in the future imperial power struggle.

Thirteen Prince's house, the door is wide open, no one will refuse to come, batch after batch of guests in and out, looking forward to coming, satisfaction and return.

In the palace, Yin Ji, who saw all kinds of forces coming, was shocked. Although she was prepared, the fact was still incredible.

In just one day, no less than ten forces came and expressed their willingness to be loyal.

"Well, is there anything wrong with what the prince said?"

As the sun was setting, the last group of guests left. Ning Chen stood up, looked out of the hall, and said calmly, "there is a famous saying in my hometown that one person is promoted to heaven. Today, all the forces coming here are looking forward to the prince's succession to the royal family. At that time, their present help in the snow will become an opportunity for them to prosper."

Yin Ji is silent, and her Yinhai ghost prison is really with the same purpose. It's better to send charcoal in the snow than to add icing on the cake. Although the thirteen princes are the weakest of the three princes, they are not inferior to the other two princes in terms of background and potential. Once they succeed in inheriting the grand unification in the future, the benefits of the ghost clan will be unlimited.

"Yinji"

Ning Chen turned around, looked at the cold and charming woman in front of him, and said with a smile, "sooner or later, you will know how wise your choice is today."

In front of the demon camp, XuanZhen looks at the secret report sent from the three imperial cities with a gloomy look.

Old thirteen, as expected, has come to this day.

If the tiger goes back to the mountain, it will be a great disaster.

In the rear, xuanyue, the daughter of the tenth emperor, came and said calmly, "the eldest brother doesn't seem to be very happy. Is it for the thirteenth brother?"

"Ten younger sisters think too much."

XuanZhen restrained his mind and said faintly, "Thirteen younger brother's peace talks are meritorious. It's also natural that he was given nine King beads. As an elder brother, I will only be happy for him."

Xuanyue smiles and looks at the direction of the army in the Holy Land in front of her. She says, "brother, what we should consider most is how to deal with the attack of the holy land. As for the Imperial City, there are three evil emperors. We don't have to worry about them."

XuanZhen heard the words, cold color flashed in his eyes, and didn't say much.

Laoshisan was awarded the title of jiuwangzhu. As a elder brother, it's time for him to express his happiness.

In the northern continent, snowflakes are falling. With the arrival of early winter, the whole north is obliterated by heavy snow, and everywhere is plain white.

On the ancient Central altar, the holy land of the witches, the witches stand still, look into the distance, and deduce the secret day and night.

The thirteen Prince's request for peace was not in the previous plan. What she did not expect was that the master would agree.

The five royal families join hands to kill demons, and the stone family is defeated. It is difficult to threaten the southeast territory in a short time. If the witch family retreats again, the situation of killing demons will be defeated soon.

Although the Western holy land is still dominant, there is still a lot of difference between the heaven devil royal family with amazing details.

After several days of rehearsal, it was hard to distinguish the fate. Tianxin took back his eyes and looked back at the rear temple. His beautiful face flashed a tired color.

Master, what are you and the thirteen Prince planning?

The temple of the witch family is shrouded in dense clouds. An old woman with a withered face stands still in the hall, and her body, which was originally short of life, is even more withered now.

In front of the king, the demons perform martial arts. The perfect nine changes of the demons make people not see any flaws.

Through countless years of inheritance, the increasingly perfect secret skills of the demons and the royal families of the past dynasties have reached perfection. Even as the emperor of the sorcery, who is a powerful emperor, he can not find half a flaw.

Gouhuang's face is getting older and older. It's against the way of heaven to develop the secrets of the witches.

For half a month, gouhuang did not step out of the temple. She knew very well that the longer the situation was delayed, the more likely the five royal families would fail.

At the same time, in front of the thirteen Prince's mansion in the three imperial cities, people come to worship the mansion every day. The prince's mansion, with its gate wide open, no matter how powerful it is, or whether it is treacherous or evil, will not refuse to come.

In just a few days, the thirteen princes, who were originally short of foundation, grew rapidly.

As for the thirteen Prince's blatant attempt to form a party, the two evil emperors turned a blind eye to their choice, which made some wait-and-see forces see the clue and choose to stand in line one after another.

In the third prince's mansion and the king's palace, Xuanqing quietly listened to the return of the fourth porch, with a cold look and no smile.

From the attitude of the two evil emperors, it is obvious that they want to support the old thirteen to fight against him. However, they are not worried about the danger of raising a tiger. In the future, they will not be able to control the tiger they raised themselves?

Thirteen Prince Mansion, ningchen, Yinji sit and play chess, regardless of the changes in the Imperial City, the mansion is still calm and peaceful."Isn't your highness worried at all?"

The black chess is in hand, but Yin Ji, who goes first, hesitates and can't see the whole situation clearly.

"What can I worry about? Isn't the current situation very clear?"

Ning Chen's strategy of driving away the tiger and swallowing the wolf is gradually clear. Just like the trend of the imperial city and the world, no matter how the situation of the chessboard changes, the real decision maker will always be the one who gets rid of the tiger and swallows the wolf.

Looking at the calm look of the thirteen princes in front of her, the hesitation on Yin Ji's face was slightly reduced, and the sunspot in her hand fell down, aggressive.

Just then, outside the house, the evil spirit surged, and a familiar figure appeared. The evil spirit permeated the whole body, and the back was tied with a long box of green wood, which attracted people's attention.

Xuanluo reappeared, his left hand returned, and the long box of green wood behind flew out to the prince's mansion.

"Your Highness, this is a gift from your highness. If you dare to accept it, it depends on your courage."

In front of the mansion, xuanluo looks at the young man in plain clothes in the prince's mansion and says coldly.

"In this world, there is no present that the prince dare not accept."

Prince Mansion, rather Chen light should a, immediately drop son, get up.

In the courtyard, the long box of green wood is inserted in the earth. The evil spirit is turbulent, and the terrible pressure is looming and frightening.

Ning Chen goes forward, right hand presses on wooden box, make an effort to press, thump a concussion to break wooden box.

But in the sawdust, a black magic sword appeared, and the evil spirit of terror surged and spread rapidly.

"This sword, Moyuan, I heard that his highness thirteen is good at sword, and the main hall specially sent this thing. However, whether his Highness has affinity with this sword or not depends on his Highness's strength." Xuanluo sneered.

All sides of the three imperial cities, a royal family and noble looking at the direction of the thirteen Prince's mansion, look dignified.

The two princes are finally going to have a formal confrontation. Whose strength is better?

The crown prince has been in the king's kingdom for a long time, and his cultivation is unfathomable. Even the whole demon royal family is absolutely strong.

In contrast, the thirteen princes' cultivation time is still short. Even though they can reach the realm of the king temporarily with the help of the nine princes' beads, there should be a big gap between them.

However, nothing is absolute. Judging from the fact that the 13th prince took over the sword of the fourth prince on that day, the strength of the 13th prince can never be measured by common sense.

In the attention of all parties, Ning Chen raises his hand to hold the sword in the 13th Prince's mansion. At the moment of touching, the evil spirit on the magic sword erupts madly, and the cracks on the whole sword body appear and spread rapidly.

The next moment, a shocking scene happened, the Moyuan magic sword collapsed, the impact of terror swing open, devouring everything around.