The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

At night, in the majestic Hall of the three emperors, Ning Chen looks at the head of the three emperors in front of him and walks up.

Kunyi demon emperor, the real emperor of the demons, is a combination of the spirit of the demons and the royal family. The most powerful emperor in the original demon kingdom is supreme. Even the two demon emperors, Qiyao and Bahuang, are inferior.

Under the throne, Ning Chen looks at the throne, the pace of forward is more and more difficult.

Just a throne, it has amazing pressure, Kunyi, the world's most powerful emperor, immeasurable.

The power of mending heaven is so terrible that it is far more powerful than other emperors in the world. Now the first emperor of the demon clan is not here, which gives Zhiming the only chance to set foot here.

Around the throne, purple and black air around, imperial power diffuse, the more powerful, the closer the distance, the more unbearable.

Zhiming is the son of human misfortune. He has been fighting all his life, and his hands are stained with the blood of people all over the world, no matter inside or outside the boundary or in the original demon realm.

However, after suffering and pain that ordinary people can't experience in their life, Zhiming's tenacity has also reached a terrifying stage. Even with the powerful imperial power, Zhiming can't stop the pace of moving forward.

Under the emperor's power, Ning Chen's body begins to crack, blood oozes out, and stains his clothes with red pigment.

Pain, so clear, Ning Chen but as if unconscious, firm belief, never a moment to shake.

The only Imperial Palace in the world is not guarded by guards, because there is no one to enter under the emperor. Even if the king is strong, he has to break his halberd.

Ning Chen's whole body is distorted by the distance between time and space. Under the emperor's power, even though the law of time and space is gradually fading.

Step by step, hard and hard, as if the portrayal of life, Ning Chen hands tightly, step by step to heaven.

At this moment, at the end of the Far East, Kunyi demon emperor felt that his consciousness was gradually revived. He opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the three imperial cities.

Someone has entered the palace. Who is it?

Besides Qiyao and Bahuang, can anyone get to that position?

The emperor, who mends the sky, regains consciousness for a short time. After a few breath, his eyes close and he sleeps again.

Three imperial city, Kunyi palace, under the imperial power, ningchen step by step up the sky, closer and closer to the throne.

Around the throne, purple and black demons wind around, and the imperial power becomes more and more powerful, which makes people crazy.

"Boom"

seeing that the throne is close at hand, suddenly, on the void, the swirling demonic Qi turns into essence, and the boundless imperial power presses down. Suddenly, the hall begins to shake up, and under the great pressure, the stone steps begin to crack and turn into dust.

After Ning Chen, the stone steps are stained with blood, which is so dazzling. If you want to do something great, you will be taken seriously.

The last layer of stone steps in front, Ning Chen stepped up, looking at the throne in front of him, the light in his eyes flashed.

"Drink!"

Success is just around the corner, Ning Chen has no time to worry about the whereabouts of exposure, a deep drink, all the strength of the whole body burst out.

The green cauldron appeared. Under the pressure of the evil spirit, the indestructible East celestial world heavy weapon sent out a weak Yingying green light. The next moment, the green cauldron smashed down and crashed into the front throne.

After the collision between the celestial objects and the throne, only a terrible sound was heard. The purple and black air around the throne was directly scattered, and the throne broke along the middle collision track.

Amazing scene, God soldiers hard to destroy the first three emperors was in a dilapidated green tripod under the impact of big cracks.

After a blow, Ning Chen swung the green tripod again and smashed it.

After the terrible aftershock of collision, Ning Chen's right arm was almost paralyzed, and he stepped back to stabilize his body.

On the throne, the crack became deeper and deeper, and the vibration did not stop. The green cauldron fell down again.

Boom!

In the earth shaking earthquake, the devastated throne finally broke down.

The destroyed throne was torn apart. Suddenly, an earth shaking dragon roared out. Under the collapsed throne, a five clawed Golden Dragon soared into the sky, and the power of the Dragon shocked the world.

Different imperial power, completely different from the demon emperor, but the same powerful, heavy suffocating.

"Dragon spirit!"

Ning Chen looks at the five clawed Golden Dragon hovering in the void. His eyes are squinting. Under the throne of the Kunyi demon emperor, he is suppressing the Qi luck of the dragon family.

Unexpectedly, on Ning Chen's right arm, the dragon imperial sword is printed with a sense of recovery, trying to devour the Dragon Qi.

Seeing this, Ning Chen throws out the green tripod in his hand and directly covers the five clawed Golden Dragon on the void.

Under the cover of the green tripod, when the Dragon Qi is sealed, Ning Chen's figure moves to the void. He raises his hand and presses it. The God forbids the brilliance and the immortal tripod is sealed.

In the green cauldron, the five clawed Golden Dragon roars and constantly collides, but it is difficult to break through the shackles of the immortal cauldron.

The Dragon Qi disappears, and the seal of the Dragon Emperor's sword gradually calms down and sleeps again.

Seeing that the dragon imperial sword has recovered as before, Ning Chen is relieved. These dragon Qi can't be swallowed by the dragon imperial sword, otherwise, he can't suppress the breath of the dragon imperial sword with his strength.

"Who is it?"

Just then, in the distant sky, a majestic and angry voice rang out. The emperor's way was majestic and shocking.Ning Chen looks back and looks at the magic cloud coming from the far distance outside the hall. He sneers at the corner of his mouth and flashes away from the magic emperor hall.

It's really surprising that the eight wild devil emperor came back so soon.

But what he had to do was done and there was no need to stay.

Not long after Ning Chen left, in front of the third emperor's hall, the evil spirit surged, and the eight wild evil emperor appeared. Looking at the startling scene in the front emperor's hall, his eyes were full of murders.

Dragon Qi, someone has taken away the dragon's luck!

The dragon clan has been destroyed for a long time. Who knows the secret?

Looking back at the chaotic city of the three emperors, the eight wasteland demon emperor's eyes became more and more heavy. Now it is obvious that someone secretly planned all these things for the sake of the dragon family's good fortune suppressed by his highness.

This man is really hateful!

Thirteen Prince Mansion, Ning Chen appears, in the mansion, the ancient sage Tianjing in plain white robes stands in front of the palace of the king, waiting for the former to return.

At the end of the mission, Gu Shengtian will return to the first Pavilion in the world. The reason why he returns to the prince's residence is just to say goodbye.

Ning Chen looks at the East Border Lord in front of the hall, and says with a smile, "thank you very much!"

"You're welcome."

"It's a blessing in my life to meet your highness. I hope there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future. I'll see you later."

"See you later." Ning Chen responds.

Gu Shengtian nodded and his figure faded away.

When the master of Dongjing left, the prince's mansion was quiet again. Ning Chen looked back at the three emperor's Hall in the distance with a dignified look.

The Phoenix secret is not in the hall of the three emperors. The only possibility left is the ancestral land of the heavenly demons. Next, we must find a way to lead the two demons away.

However, after today's event, the two demons must have been on guard and will not easily fall into the trap.

"Your Highness"

in the mansion, the ghost is full of air. When Yin Ji comes back, she looks at the thirteen princes ahead and salutes respectfully.

"Hard work."

Ning Chen takes back the vision that sees to three Huang Dian, calm way, "recently I will personally go to Yin sea ghost prison, face-to-face thank ghost clan's help of feeling."

Yin Ji's face was shocked when she heard the speech. After a long time, she returned to her senses and saluted again. She said with gratitude, "thank you, your highness."

"You are tired after so many busy days. Go down and have a rest." Ningchen language temperature and Tao.

"Well"

Yin Ji nodded, gathered her mind, turned and walked towards the backyard wing room.

"The final showdown is finally about to begin."

Ning Chen looks back and looks at the clouds in the sky. The seven princes and the eldest princes have fallen, and the rest of the princes and daughters have suffered a lot. The royal family has suffered a lot. With the eight members of the demon family who died in the war, the regular combat power of the demon royal family has lost nearly half. The invincible demon royal family is no longer what it was.

The remaining three princes were not the favourites of the two evil emperors, Qiyao and Bahuang. He did not need to rush to remove them and keep Xuanqing. It was also a kind of containment to the ninth Prince xuanque, the most powerful prince among all the non princes.

Now, his mission in Tianmo imperial city is over, and it's time to prepare for the next decisive battle.

In addition, there is another thing that he also cares about, that is, xuanluo's life and death.

The existence of xuanluo has always been a hidden danger. If xuanluo died in the hands of the eight wild devil emperor, it would be good news for him.

Reincarnation sea, Ning Chen's eyes look to the distant northwest sea area, the location where the eight wild devil emperor's breath erupted before is there, he must go again.

Night, more and more heavy, cold wind blowing, for this cold night more add a bit of chill.

Under the night, the thoughts in Ning Chen's eyes are constantly flashing, and the hair is dancing in the wind, which is very dazzling.

In the chaos of the original demon world, the sky outside the sky, the purple Osmunda star field, filled with demons, the scale king, the head of the six kings of the scale family, was standing in the boundless starry sky, and his whole body was filled with blood fog, spreading in all directions.

The array of birth and sacrifice was forbidden in ancient times. Once in this world, where the blood fog passed, the life was destroyed and everything withered.

With King scale as the center, big stars begin to wither, and all souls gradually turn into death stars.

In front of King scale, a golden hairpin rises and falls, with dragons and phoenixes coiled around it. The famous hairpin of the ancient West King constantly absorbs the aura of the blood mist, and becomes more powerful day by day, vaguely reappearing the power of killing the gods.

Ten days later, in the field of purple Osmunda, the figure of a silver gray cloak came out of thin air, looking at the king of the scale clan in the endless blood fog, flashing a little light in his calm eyes.

Not long after, in the starry sky, a demon with white hair and black clothes came out. Beside the demon, the girl of yongyezong stood still and stayed with her all her life.

"This is the source of the future disaster of the human race. Zhiming Hou's journey to the original magical world is also to create a ray of vitality for the human race. However, now it seems that Zhiming Hou does not have enough time." In front of them, the owner of Xiaoyue opens his mouth quietly.

"I'll fight for the time he needs."

The white haired devil in Xuan clothes stepped forward and looked at the front with cold eyes. After many years, the devil became more and more amazing."After the opening of the ancient battlefield, although you have every chance, you are still far away from the peak of the original magic realm. I will help you this time." Xiaoyue said.

"Thank you."

Xia Ziyi didn't refuse. He walked step by step, and the black plumes were falling all over the sky. The twelve wings of sin reappeared, and the magic power swept the nine heavens.