The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The original demon Kingdom, the Western battlefield, after a world war, is full of scars and bones.

Emperor's power, shocking, just incarnation, already strong and despairing.

In the void, the God of war of the demon clan stands in the air, and his magic breath gradually converges.

The God of war conquered the immortals and broke the ancient taboo. The emperor was defeated and disappeared.

Asura turned and looked at the ten palace masters in front of the Western holy land army. He was quiet and speechless.

Among the leaders of the Holy Land palace, Roga also looked at the demon God of war in the void.

Asura, he came out after all.

They looked at each other. A moment later, Asura took back his eyes and came down from the sky to the front of the demon camp.

"Asura, welcome back."

Xuanmo looks at the demon warlord in front of him and says calmly.

Asura stopped, looked at the half dead and wounded heaven demon forbidden army behind xuanmo, and said, "it's hard."

"It should be."

Xuanmo replied, "now that you have come out, I will go back to the city and resume my life."

Asura nodded and said, "see you later."

"See you later."

Xuanmo answered, looked back at the four Deputy commanders behind him, and said, "you stay to help Asura resist the invasion of the holy land. Don't be careless."

"Yes

After xuanmo, four Deputy commanders saluted respectfully.

"Your Highness, are you going with me?"

Xuanmo's eyes moved and he looked at the thirteen princes not far away. He said calmly.

"Well."

Ning Chen light should, body shape fall, walk to the former side.

In the morning light, they set out to walk towards the direction of the heavenly magic imperial city.

In the rear, Asura looked at the two people's back, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Thirteen prince, the disciple of Jiuyou, has so many secrets that it's hard to see.

It's very unusual for the scale emperor to kill this son this time.

In the southern continent, under the bottomless purple scale abyss, a frightening and abnormal evil spirit rises. The angry king of scale clan, with terrible pressure, sweeps across the whole continent and shakes the nine stars.

The emperor was angry, heaven and earth were shocked, over the southern mainland, meteors cut through the void, burning up a fiery flame.

At the same time, in the original devil Kingdom, deep in the land of the demon ancestors, two monsters stand in the air, looking down at the shaking southern continent.

This battle, the scale clan almost lost all the elite strength, scale emperor angry so far, it is not surprising.

Old thirteen, this time really gave everyone a "surprise".

"How to deal with it?" Eight waste evil emperor coagulates a voice way.

"I'll go myself."

Seven Yao evil emperor should a, the figure disappears, leave from the heaven evil ancestral land.

Three imperial city, sunset will set, two figures from afar, back to the imperial city.

Two people into the city, did not return to the house, directly toward the three emperor hall.

In front of the majestic Imperial Palace, they appeared and saluted together.

"I've seen the emperor."

The words sound square falls, in front of the Imperial Palace, the evil spirit surging, eight waste evil emperor appears, looking at two people under the stone steps light way, "flat body."

"Thank the emperor."

They stood up straight. On the left, xuanmo looked up at the eight wasteland devil emperor in front of the emperor's hall and said, "report back to the devil emperor, Asura has been out of trouble, the mission of the minister has been completed, come back to recover."

"Hard work, the imperial city still needs you to stay here. The emperor can only give you a day's rest. One day later, the commander will resume his original post and continue to guard the safety of our demon imperial city." Eight wasteland evil emperor zhengse road.

"Yes, sir Xuanmo said respectfully.

"Let Datong take the lead and retreat." Eight waste evil emperor calm way.

"I'll leave."

Xuanmo saluted and immediately turned away.

Xuanmo left, under the stone steps, only Ning Chen was left, and the atmosphere stagnated for a while.

In front of the palace, the eight wasteland demon emperor looked at the young people below with a complicated look.

Among the legitimate princes of the royal family, such an amazing person should be the blessing of the royal family. However, the young people were born into the human race after all. Although they have the blood of the demons, they can not hide the embarrassment of their identity.

The human race is the most humble race in the original demon Kingdom, and even many of the big families eat the human race. If the people who have the human blood inherit the position of the heaven demon royal family, there is no doubt that the whole royal family will be in turmoil.

If he and Qi Yao choose to suppress the young people in front of them and support other princes, among the royal families, only three princes, Xuanqing, and nine princes, xuanque, are left.

Xuanqing had a cool and thin nature. Once he got the throne, it was almost impossible for the other princes to survive.

As for xuanque? At present, it is difficult to compete with Xuanqing.

It's hard to imagine that the imperial family of Tianmo, which is full of pride, will one day be reduced to the point where no one can use it.Each of the two people with thoughts, no one spoke, the atmosphere was quiet and abnormal, and the needle could be heard.

After a long time, in front of the hall of the three emperors, the eight wild devil emperor regained his mind, looked at the young people below, and said flatly, "well done."

"Thank you for your praise. This is what I should do." Ningchen mouth slightly curved, calm should way.

"Prince xuanxiao made friends with your master before he died. Please tell your master about this in person." Eight waste evil emperor continues a way.

"Yes." Ning Chen responds.

"You have been working hard for many days. Go back and have a rest first."

The eight wasteland devil emperor waved his hand, and did not mention the matter of offering rewards for meritorious service.

The crown prince of the royal family, who is an extremely important official, has no reward to be awarded. If he is awarded again, he will be the ruler of the imperial power.

"I will leave."

Ning Chen salutes and immediately turns back.

Sanhuangcheng, Jiuyou palace, ningchen comes, the guard in front of the palace does not stop him, bows to salute.

"Yes, your highness."

"No need to be polite."

Ning Chen should a, step into to walk toward the mansion.

Wang Dian, Ning Chen enters, respectfully way, "the disciple pays homage to the master."

A ceremony falls, in the palace of the king, the evil spirit is surging, a whole body is wrapped up in the evil breath of the devil out of thin air, even though the imperial power is introverted, still strong people can't dare to look directly at.

"Every time I come back with a wound, let me tell you what to do."

Xuanjiuyou looks at the disciple in front of him and sighs.

"The skill is inferior to others, and injuries are inevitable."

Ning Chen smiles and says, "master, thank you for your help last night."

Hearing this, Xuan Jiuyou was stunned and said with a smile, "are you complaining that the master didn't help you to the end?"

"I dare not."

Ning Chen smiles and says, "master must have his own consideration. However, when he does this next time, can he say hello to his disciples? Last night, the disciples were ready to stop to watch the fun, but master suddenly stopped. Thanks to the quick reaction of the disciples, he can run first, otherwise he can offer incense to his disciples now."

"You kid, you've become a teacher."

Xuanjiuyou reluctantly denounced a, also didn't care, continued, "with your strength, shouldn't have no power to fight back, why have been hiding, let yourself so embarrassed."

"Muxiu will be destroyed by the wind in the forest. The disciple is now the crown prince. Many people are envious of him and want to get rid of him soon. Thanks to the protection of the master, he has been able to go to this day. If the disciple is in a mess, it's worthwhile to let those people relax their guard a little." Ningchen zhengse road.

Xuanjiuyou had heard of it, and he looked dignified. He knew who his disciples were talking about. In this primitive devil Kingdom, there were very few people who really recognized Ning Chen. His blood and identity were always in front of the latter. It was difficult to overcome.

There has never been a king of a different surname in the demonic royal family, let alone a prince of human origin.

"Do you really want to take over the position of grand unification?"

Xuanjiuyou asked seriously.

Ning Chen was silent. After a moment, he said, "master, I don't want to deceive you, but I will fight for what belongs to me. I don't need to interfere in the fight for imperial power. I can deal with it myself."

Xuanjiuyou quietly looked at the disciple in front of him for a long time, nodded gently, and said, "in this case, being a teacher will not interfere. This is your young age, but the master hopes that this is your age."

Ning Chen nodded. For the first time, he didn't hide the edge in his eyes. His words were sharp and sharp. He said, "don't worry, master. Give me time. It's not too long. The name of the disciple will shock the whole primitive magic world."

"Oh

Xuanjiuyou laughs. This is his disciple. He has only been here for a hundred years. It's just the beginning of his life. It's time for him to be as dead as these old monsters.

When Ning Chen returned to the three imperial cities, in the northern mainland, in the holy land of the witches, the emperor's heart danced on the central altar, dressed in gorgeous clothes.

The new emperor of the Wu clan is beautiful and out of the dust. He is dressed up for sacrifice, which makes him look more beautiful.

In the sky above the central altar, the evolution of heaven's secrets, reappearance of the past and deduction of the future.

All of a sudden, the heart of heaven's body was stumbling and vomited blood.

The emperor vomited red. Over the altar, the sky disappeared and emptied.

Tianxin raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corners of his mouth, stabilized his figure, and his beautiful eyes were full of horror.

Once upon a time, she got nothing from deducing the origin of the thirteen prince. Now, she has proved the emperor's way. Unexpectedly, she still can't see the secret of this son.

The emperor is protected by the law of the emperor's way, so it is difficult to see the fate. However, the thirteen Prince is clearly not the emperor's way, so why did he block her deduction again and again.

Prince thirteen, what kind of secret do you have?

Tianxin looks at the direction of Tianmo Imperial City, and looks down. The real promoter of this war is this man. But what's his real purpose? Is it really just to change the fate of the primitive demonic Terran?At the same time, Shendu mountain, the holy land of the west, Shenling mountain of the stone clan, and the three powerful people of Huangdao who stood at the top of the world all looked at the original demon kingdom.

The scale emperor's move means that the time of their move is coming soon. Now, the demon royal family has suffered a heavy loss, and the imperial family's Qi luck has become weaker than ever. The demon emperor who has lost the blessing of Qi luck will no longer be an invincible myth.

On this day, they have been waiting too long