The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Buried in the immortal Jedi, the black phoenix shows its original appearance. The huge shadow of the black phoenix appears behind. The emperor's way is extremely powerful, shaking the whole forbidden area in the world.

In front of him, Ning Chen's face sank when he saw this. He really broke his iron shoes and couldn't find a place. It didn't cost him any effort. Unexpectedly, the betrayer of the Phoenix family in the Phoenix master's mouth was the person in front of him.

Between the two people, the origin of the emperor's way flies, the looming emperor's power is diffuse, and the heavy burden is hard to breathe.

Ning Chen quietly looking at the front of the ups and downs of the Phoenix source, deep in the eyes, cold meaning hard to hide.

"Thank you, master."

A moment later, Ning Chen converges his mind, thanks politely, raises his right hand, drinks deeply, and forces Feng Yuan into his body.

Fengyuan enters the body, and the breath of the emperor turns violently. Ning Chen's eyes are closed, and Fengyuan is sealed temporarily by divine prohibition.

After finishing these, Ning Chen's eyes look at the black phoenix blocked by many chains. He salutes again and says, "master, I'll come back here to rescue you when you refine the origin of the imperial way."

Chain center, black phoenix heard the former words, heart worry also weakened a bit, tired way, "I wait for you to come back."

Ning Chen nods, no more words, turns around and walks towards the outside of the mountain.

Inside the mountain, the dark and tired eyes always look at the figure leaving in front until the mountain is completely closed.

Outside the mountain, after the automatic restoration of the mountain, Ning Chen walks away directly, and the killing in his eyes is no longer covered up.

Heifeng is already a strong man in the realm of Huangdao. The man who sealed Heifeng must have surpassed Huangdao in his cultivation. He is probably a peerless strong man in the level of Immortal King in ancient times.

However, at the beginning, Heifeng made a terrible mistake. The most powerful man didn't kill Heifeng. Maybe there were only two.

The most crucial battle since the powerful God appeared in the world is to face the first sword of the demons.

"Drink!"

With the sound of war, Xuanqi moves. The heart burning magic sword crosses the starry sky, burning the sky and boiling the sea.

In front of him, the seven kings of the divine realm also danced their silver spears in their hands. Their neat movements were just like a mold carved out. Led by the silver eyed man in the front, they joined hands to fight against the demons.

The first move of the battle was the collision between the sword and the gun. The fierce magic flame swept away, the heaven and the earth shook violently, the sword gas and the spear scattered everywhere, destroying one meteorite after another nearby.

Seven most front, silver moon step, silver eyes cold meaning flash, revolve gun to reflect the moon, murderous.

Step out, body like a meteor, silver month hands, silver spear out of the air, God shock.

In the rear, the other six Wangs followed. The same movements and moves complemented each other and doubled their power.

Seven to one, very tacit cooperation, better than the first sword of the demons, one time, difficult to cross the sky.

"Burn your heart, magic solution!"

Restricted by the magic sword, he raised his eyebrows in anger and drank deeply. His whole body was full of breath, and the rising evil Qi instantly turned blood red.

It's forbidden to add skill to your body. In the dark and strange eyes, the color of eating blood flashed by and stepped out step by step. The sword opened the starry sky.

The first of the seven kings in the divine realm, the silver moon sees this, the gun turns to the yuan, and the divine power climbs to the top again.

In the rear, the six kings cooperated with each other in tacit understanding and helped the former.

Seven kings join hands, gun makes dragon, huge silver spear awn break out of the air, blast to the former devil.

The strongest Terran soldiers, join hands to kill demons, the war sounds harsh, resounding through the starry sky.

Thundering and thundering, star space, spear and sword collision, the afterwave roaring, circle after circle.

"Eh!"

All of a sudden, in the war situation, the dull hum rang out. Among the seven kings of Shenjing, the three were affected by the sword Qi, and the corners of their mouths were red.

On the other side, the aftershock passed, Xuanqi retreated half a step at his feet, and his Qi and blood also surged violently.

"The amazing devil."

The hand of the seven kings, silver moon staring, no longer hesitated, the figure flashed, silver spear dancing like a dragon, stormy offensive, to show the seven kings' ability.

The fierce attack is coming. Xuanqi's horizontal sword resists it. The opportunity has been lost, and he retreats a few steps.

"Back up!"

One shot shakes away the demon in front of him. Silver moon's figure sweeps back and spreads black brilliance around him. He takes six kings and goes away quickly.

On the starry sky, Xuanqi steadied his figure and looked at the seven kings who were far away in front of him.

The strength of these seven Terran strongmen is really amazing, especially their cooperation can be said to be seamless.

If he hadn't come here in person today, I'm afraid he would never have come back.

"Er"

suddenly, Xuanqi's chest was stuffy, his feet faltered, and the blood from the corners of his mouth flowed silently, and his purple clothes were dyed red.

"Terran, let this king look at with new eyes again."

Xuanqi raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his evil spirit surged around him, engulfing himself.

After a breath, the shadow of the devil disappears in the star space and returns to the demon base.

The purple Osmunda star realm, the hell, the upper hall sky, Ning Chen appears, the evil spirit is turbulent, more and more difficult to suppress.

In the ten halls, a strong man of the human race opened his eyes and looked at the sky.

There seems to be something wrong with the state of Zhiming Hou!In front of the tenth hall, Ning Chen's figure falls, and the powerful Wang Wei shakes. Faintly, the power of the emperor's way is diffused, shaking the world.

The fourth Hall of Yama, the hall of the king of five senses, has a sound and a look.

What's the smell?

Fengyuan!

The familiar and strange breath is different from the sanctity and blazing of the Phoenix. On Ning Chen in front of him, the breath of yin and cold is filled with the black flame, and frost is everywhere.

"Yin'er, send out the soul of Phoenix in your body quickly!"

In front of the tenth hall, Ning Chen, while suppressing the source of black phoenix, opened his mouth and cheered.

In the hall of the king of five senses, yin'er immediately got up and swept forward.

Ning Chen raises his hand, and his whole body is full of evil spirit. The cultivation of the demons in the king's realm reaches the limit, and he wants to strip the spirit of heaven from the Phoenix source in yin'er's body.

"Boom!"

But at this moment, thunder and lightning, a huge fairy gate appeared, feeling the breath of three souls, forced down.

"Get out of here!"

Below, Ning Chen sees this, ghost sword appears in the hand, a sword greets up, firm shake Xian Wei.

There was a huge earthquake, the sky fell, the gate trembled, and the landing was restricted.

"I am not noumenon and Phoenix body. There is nothing I dare not give up. No more noise, I will destroy you!"

In Ning Chen's eyes, the cold evil spirit surges. At the beginning, he was willing to be suppressed by the immortal gate because he couldn't give up the human emotion. However, he is a devil. The human emotion has no meaning to him. This broken door can't help him.

The sky, ten thousand heavy thunder, fairy door again slowly fall, heavy pressure, straight to the emperor.

Below, Ning Chen's whole body is full of murderous Qi. In his left hand, the black Phoenix Fire lingers around. The absolute imperial power suppresses nine days and ten places.

"Magic, blood flame strikes the sky."

To the limit, Ning Chen holds the sword in both hands, and the black Phoenix Fire haunts the ghost sword. With a deep drink, the sword cuts jiuchongtian.

"Boom!"

A sword shakes the world. In the void, the light of the sword cuts the gate of immortals. A terrible shock rings. The virtual shadow formed by the ancient law collapses.

Fairy gate collapse, the aftershock roaring, below, Ning Chen bear the brunt of the shock, was back a few steps.

In the tenth hall, a strong man of the human race looks at this amazing scene. His heart is surging, and he knows his fate. He is so powerful.

In front of the tenth hall, Ning Chen steadies his figure, steps forward, gently raises his right hand, and magic power rises again.

"Don't be afraid. It's OK."

Ning Chen opens the mouth to exhort of a, although the words are calm, but let a person unusual at ease.

"Well."

Yin'er nodded gently and stood there quietly.

"Drink!"

A deep drink, rather Chen again urge a body magic yuan, strong and matchless evil gas continuously into the former eyebrow.

Evil Qi enters the body, yin'er's body, Fengyuan and Tianyu's origin are revived at the same time, trying to block the external forces.

Three kinds of strength counteract, the evil power is strong, forcibly suppresses the Phoenix source and the heavenly language source, Ning Chen's eyes are bright and blazing, and says in a deep voice, "wake up, Phoenix body!"

Words sound down, but heard between heaven and earth, a startling Fengming sounded, so loud, resounding through the nine days.