The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the west of the original demon Kingdom, the cold moon shines on the green armor, the frost reflects thousands of miles, the beacon fire spreads, and the world is in chaos.

The army of demons in the sky is hundreds of miles away from the company. The fierce demons are surging, heavy as mountains.

Camp Shuai Zhang, the first Prince of the devil sit in silence, looking at the body in front of a secret, eyes more and more dignified.

Outside the tent of the camp, a green soldier stood still, and the general's tent was heavily guarded.

Shuai tent is not far away. Two barracks of the same size are located on the left and right. The terrible pressure is shocking.

In the camp, the demons chose to avoid the two barracks. The reputation of the eight tribes is well known all over the world. Even the demons do not want to provoke.

Just at this time, in the distance, a man in a silver official uniform stepped forward, black and white, black and white, red and red light.

In the man's hand, the black sword is as black as ink. The sword is in the scabbard, and the breath is collected.

The cold wind caresses, the dust is flying, the man's step is not urgent and slow, the breath is calm, after a moment, he has arrived in the camp.

However, when the men enter the camp, no one in the whole camp can see the figure of the comer. The strange scene is shocking.

Inside the camp, the man stopped and glanced over the three tents. After a moment, he narrowed his eyes and walked towards the handsome tent in the middle.

In front of Shuai's tent, the man approached step by step. Outside the tent, if a young army didn't realize it, it was still on duty.

In Shuai's tent, XuanZhen looks at the secret report in his hand. For a long time, he suddenly shakes and looks at the man who doesn't know when to appear in front of him.

"Who are you?" XuanZhen's face sank and he said in a cold voice.

"Holy heaven!"

The man opened his mouth and said calmly, "I'll take your life."

It was hard to conceal the murderous spirit of the words. XuanZhen got up and looked on guard.

"If you want to shout, give up. When I come in, the space here will be closed."

Gu Shengtian raises his hand and the kuntian sword chirps gently. In a flash, the sword comes out of its sheath, and the hidden murderous spirit bursts out.

"Please

Please move on the sword. You can't refuse it. The martial arts of the world will be popular.

XuanZhen was so absorbed that he clapped it with one hand. Under the table, a purple gold spear broke the seal and came out. It was powerful and shocked the world.

When the ceremony is over, the sword is surging, the ancient sage moves, and kuntian cuts the devil.

When the sword arrives, the gun moves, and the two soldiers hand over, with a bang, the sparks burst out, and the magic soldiers advance step by step.

Within a short distance, the momentum of sword light and spear awn turns again, the power of breaking the sky and the advantage of breaking the sea, rolling up ten thousand waves and crashing into each other.

"Hua"

blood splashed and his battle clothes were dyed red. XuanZhen stepped back several steps at his feet, his hand holding the gun cracked, and he was injured for the first time.

"The seven changes of the demons in the sky, control the sky!"

With a roar, the devil rose up and stood up to the heaven and earth, reappearing the power of the ancient devil.

With the help of the devil, the magic power of the purple gold gun soars to the sky. XuanZhen steps forward, spins the gun to break the air, and the power breaks the waves.

The magic power is close to the body, the power is doubled, the color of the ancient sage God does not change, and points to the Teng sword, the kuntian God front rises again, the black brilliance is shining, and the sky is moving.

"The dark pole"

the black light diffused, and the huge stars rose into the air. The whole war situation was difficult.

Keng ran drama shock, ancient sword, magic gun two confrontation, stalemate for a moment, XuanZhen deep drink, spinning gun further, step by step approach.

From Juli, Gu Shengtian retreated half a step at his feet, frowned slightly, and pointed to the front.

"It's a good move, but it's a pity that I don't have enough attainments."

Indifferent words, no emotional fluctuations, the ancient holy sword turned, black waves rolling out, endless killing, diffuse to every corner of the war.

There is no escape. XuanZhen's mind is fixed. With a deep drink, the nine King pearls in his body spin rapidly. The magic yuan and the king pearls can gather together. The dark power roars and gallops, and the magic power climbs to the top again.

As soon as he saw it, the two kings moved, and the sword and spear collided with each other. However, he heard a dull hum. In the aftershock, a flood of blood spattered, and XuanZhen retreated several steps at his feet, seriously injuring himself.

"Er"

ten steps away, XuanZhen's figure faltered, vomited blood and dyed the earth red.

"It's time to end."

As the aftershocks dissipate, Gu Shengtian steps out, holding kuntian in his hand, breathing and puffing his sword, killing his eyes.

At the end of the war, in the camp to the right of Shuai Zhang in Tianmo camp, garoulo suddenly looked at Shuai Zhang not far away.

This kind of feeling, has the master!

There is no hesitation. In the surging demon yuan, a piece of ancient magic weapon comes to the world.

Cut halberd start, gallow step, Zhenyuan mention again, spin halberd Qingtian, wave cut down.

"Boom!"

The halberd light broke through the air, destroying the dead and decaying. Where it passed, the mountains moved to the ground. In front of the commander's tent, a green army had no time to escape, and burst out one after another.

"Well?"

On the other side of Shuai's tent, long Zhong rushes out of the tent and looks shocked.But see the split Shuai Zhang, black space barrier appears, shielding all the breath, can not see the scene.

Outside the Shuai tent, challouluo stood up with a magic halberd. He was full of demons, domineering and ferocious.

"What is this?" Longzhong asked.

"The magic of space." He said coldly.

"Can you break it?" Long Zhongshen said.

"Yes!"

With the sound of the words, with the step of gallow, he jumped up, the God halberd and demon yuan rolled day by day, and the earth shaking energy constantly gathered, shaking thousands of miles.

In the distance, in the camp of the holy land, the five palace masters of the Holy Land felt that they were looking at the camp of the Oriental demons, and the suspicious color flashed in their eyes.

What happened in the army of the demons? Why did even challouluo do it?

"I'll take a walk, sarrow." Roga opens his mouth and condenses his voice.

"Well"

Shaluo nodded, flashed past, and rushed to the front of the demon camp.

Tianmo camp, Shuai tent, space magic seal heaven and earth, after a war, all around into a scar.

In front of XuanZhen's body, Gu Shengtian stepped forward and killed him mercilessly.

The black light of the sword cuts the sky and the sea. At the moment of crisis, XuanZhen's eyes flash with the color of determination, which explodes Wang Zhu's anger. He is full of demons and his crown is broken.

The magic waves rush into the sky. They turn into dragons and body protectors. The dragon's Qi is blocked around. The sword light falls, and the two forces collide.

"Er"

he was full of stuffy hum, and his blood sprayed like rain. He lost the XuanZhen of jiuwangzhu, and his feet retreated again and again, and his whole body was full of blood.

On the other side, the Dragon comes, Gu Shengtian waves his sword to resist, rumbles and shakes, and withdraws a few steps.

The dripping blood, dyed the ancient sword red, Gu Shengtian frowned and looked at the prince of the demon clan in front of him, his eyes filled with cold.

Wang Zhu? He underestimated the courage of the prince of the demon clan.

"Boom!"

At this time, the sky, the violent vibration sounded, the huge demon yuan power pressure, severe impact on the dark space.

"Ka"

the sound of space cracking sounds. A moment later, cracks crisscross the sky, and a trace of sunlight penetrates into the dark space.

The color of the ancient sage changed slightly, his eyes narrowed as he looked up at the sky.

It's coming so soon. It's worthy of reputation.

Time is pressing, not to be delayed, the ancient sage God color set, step Teng sword, a murderous surge, the end of the sword, cut to the front of the demon prince.

"Er"

a sword penetrates the body, blood stains the air, XuanZhen's chest, kuntian penetrates into the body, and then the dark space collapses, and an amazing scene is reflected in front of everyone of the demon army.

"Your Royal Highness!"

The Dragon crowd's look changes. Their claws crack open and they grasp the sword in front of them.

Gu Shengtian drew his sword, looked back, and met it with a sword. With a bang, the two forces collided with each other, and the demon camp suddenly shook violently.

On the other side, the demon yuan came under the pressure of the land, and the extremely fast figure flashed by. Every day, the halberd broke through the air and chopped down, and the Weike covered the sea.

Double strong attack, Gu Shengtian frown again, the pace turns, the ancient sword reflects the moon, avoid the move, return to the move.

In a flash, the three people's eyes all flashed the color of congealing, which can be known by everyone.

"You go to save the crown prince. I'll take care of him."

His eyes swept over XuanZhen not far away, and he said a word in a cold voice. His wings were shocked, and his body was swept out in a flash.

Gu Shengtian was so absorbed that he stepped over and bullied himself.

When the sword and halberd fight, the sky and the earth lose color in an instant. Two peerless masters at the top of the king's realm fight. Between the moves, the breath of destruction spreads and constantly destroys the surrounding scene.

Outside the battle, the figures of the Dragon crowd pass by and come to the side of the comatose prince. Zhenyuan probes in. After a moment, his face changes greatly.

The heart is destroyed, how can it be like this!

Not far away, the war was in a white heat, with swords coming and halberds going, and murderous Qi everywhere.

When the task is completed, there is no need to fight for a long time. Gu Shengtian's moves are reserved, waiting for the opportunity to leave.

"Bang"

after a few more moves, the halberd of the sword becomes wild sand. Gu Shengtian sees this and starts the war with his sword. He doesn't love to fight, so he steps down and retreats.

Gallus frowned, his wings spread, and he wanted to pursue.

"Don't chase any more. Your highness can't hold on."

Not far away, Longzhong spoke in a heavy tone.

He settled down and clenched his fists. After a moment, he released his hands and turned to the prince.

What a nuisance!

In front of Shuai Zhang's position, XuanZhen is in a coma and bathes in blood. The sword Qi left in his chest keeps devouring the vitality of the devil.

As strong as Wang Jing, the heart is destroyed, and there is no way to return to heaven.

Beside XuanZhen, the dragon people breathed their breath, protecting the last trace of life of the crown prince with their own source of life.

"Kaluro, you are faster than me. Please take your highness back to the land where the demons came from. With the help of two demons, your highness may still have a chance of life." The Dragon public opens his mouth and looks heavy.Gallo looked at the unconscious prince on the ground and said indifferently, "yes."

With that, he raised his hand and photographed XuanZhen on the ground. His wings were shocked and he went away against the wind.

In the distance, in the void, the two palace masters of holy land, Luojia and Shaluo, looked at what happened in front of the heaven devil camp, and their eyes flashed by.

The opportunity of holy land seems to have come.

Tianmo Imperial City, thirteen Prince Mansion, before the chess game, a person holding black and white Gemini, chess game, perilous.

I don't know how long after that, sunspot's defeat is gradually apparent, and the end of the game is gradually coming.

In front of the chess game, the figure in plain clothes got up, threw his son back to the niche, turned and walked to the front of the palace, and looked at the west, showing his killing.

After a stalemate for so long, the situation is finally broken. Next, it depends on how the two magic emperors deal with it.