The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Crape myrtle Wonderland, the rugged floating island, the most central position of thousands of floating island arch guards, a peak straight into the clouds, majestic and magnificent.

On this day, on the peak, a man in black stepped forward. His face looked very young, but his eyes had a strong flavor of years.

Night Lord, ye Tianxing, the most powerful leader of the primitive demonic Terran, today, for the first time, we meet with the Lord of the celestial realm.

"In Xiaye Tianxing, I have seen the master of divine realm."

Ten steps away from the peak, the night master stops and looks at the old man in front of him, politely and politely.

In front of the peak, the old man turned around. His old eyes looked at the Lord of the first Pavilion in the world and said calmly, "the Lord of the pavilion doesn't need to be polite. I dare to ask the Lord of the pavilion to come. Please forgive me."

"Jingzhu is very polite. I've wanted to visit you for a long time. I'm very lucky to be invited by Jingzhu to have a look at Shenjing." The night Lord smiles and says.

After a few words of greetings, they stopped being polite and went straight to the theme to discuss the great cause of fighting against the hundred ethnic groups.

The exchange of information, no matter how detailed, especially about the characteristics of several royal and royal families, became the main point of discussion between the two human leaders.

After a long discussion, the night master glanced around the floating islands and asked, "I heard that Zhiming Hou is also in the divine realm. Why don't you see him?"

"I know that I have hurt myself. Now I'm resting in peace. If the Lord wants to see him, I can ask someone to take him." The old man said calmly.

"Thank you for that." Night Lord salutes, polite way.

"You're welcome."

The old man answered calmly and said, "peacock, please lead the way for the Lord."

"Yes

In the rear, the five colors of light gathered, and the peacock appeared to salute respectfully.

Not far from the peak, on a small but very quiet floating island, a woman in green with a soft face is busy back and forth. Her hair is wet with sweat in front of her forehead, and her face is even more beautiful.

"Green girl."

Peacock politely saluted and said, "this is the leader of the first Pavilion in the world behind me. He specially came to visit Zhiming Hou."

Lime smell speech, eyes look at the peacock behind the man, smile way, "night Lord is it, I heard Ning Chen mentioned you, inside please."

"Thank you very much."

Seeing the quiet and peaceful woman in front of him, the night master flashed a strange color in his eyes, politely answered, and immediately walked towards the wooden house in front of him.

Inside the cabin, the man in black clothes and black hair quietly leans on the head of the bed, thinking silently, not knowing what to write.

"Ning Chen, the night Lord has come to see you."

Lime walks into the room, looks at the man on the bed and says.

In front of the bed, Ning Chen looked back and looked at the familiar figure behind the lime. He didn't look surprised.

He knew very well that the first Pavilion in the world would appear sooner or later, and the Terrans in the original demon realm would eventually return to the outer heaven.

"Zhiming Hou, meet again."

The night Lord looked at the young man in front and said with a smile.

Ning Chen nods and says in a soft voice, "I haven't seen you for many years. The elegant demeanor of the night Lord is still there. Please sit down."

"Thank you very much."

The night Lord was not polite either. He went to the wooden chair beside the table and sat down. He said, "before the first World War, Hou Li defeated the most powerful palace master in the Western holy land, which really won a lot of face for the Terran."

"I just did what I should do. Next, I still need to rely on the Lord of the pavilion and the crape myrtle realm to fight against the hundred ethnic groups." Ning Chen calm way.

"The first cabinet in the world is duty bound to deal with the affairs of the human race. Zhiming Marquis should also take care of his injuries as soon as possible. Previously, the strong people of the human race who appeared together with Zhiming Marquis still need your leadership." The night is the main way.

On one side, lime came with tea and offered it to the former, then quietly retreated.

The night Lord looked back and asked, "who is this girl?"

"Lime, the eldest sister at home." Ning Chen answers a way.

"It turned out that Zhiming Hou had another elder sister who was so amazing in cultivation." The night Lord exclaimed.

It's not easy for women to practice martial arts, and few of them have reached the realm of the king. Just now, the woman's cultivation is introverted and seems to be independent of the world. However, he can clearly feel that the eldest sister of Zhiming Hou is a strong person in the realm of the king.

"Over praise."

Ning Chen calmly answered, but he didn't say much on this topic. He changed the topic and said, "the first Pavilion in the world has made a lot of efforts to stop the invasion of the hundred ethnic groups this time. I don't know what the loss is?"

"Still within the scope of acceptance."

The night Lord looked down and said, "during the first world war between my Pavilion and Shendu mountain, I found that there were many King fighting forces in Shendu army that I had never seen before. If not for the help of Gu Shengtian at the critical moment, the other three kings of xuanjing in my pavilion would have suffered a lot."

"How could it be?"

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed when he heard the words. At the beginning, he provoked the four royal families to fight against the demon royal families. He thought that the four royal families had played their cards, and there was still hidden power in Shendu mountain.

"Therefore, Zhiming Hou and Shenjing should be careful not to be careless when facing other royal families." The night Lord reminds me."Thank you for reminding me." Ning Chen Ning echoed.

When they were talking, outside the cabin, peacock looked at the busy woman around her. How long did she look at her? She said calmly, "green girl, how long have you known Zhiming Hou?"

Lime stopped what he was doing, thought about it, and said, "it's more than 100 years. I can't remember exactly how long. When I first met him, he was less than 17 years old. At that time, he was much more cheerful than he is now."

As she spoke, a touch of nostalgia flashed across her face. The years were merciless and unknowingly. After so many years, the young man had completely changed his appearance in thousands of tribulations.

Peacock quietly listen to the former words, inexplicable feelings in the heart, more than a hundred years, in front of the woman so no regrets to stay in the Zhiming Hou side, this if what kind of emotion?

Love or kinship? Why does she think these descriptions are so shallow?

No matter what kind of feelings, it is impossible to really do not ask for return, love, hate, can not ask, life, in front of women here, as if all become less important.

"What's the matter?"

Looking at the strange eyes of the saint in front of her, she said with a smile, "what's wrong?"

"No

Peacock returned to his senses and sighed, "the thing of dusk into snow may have a big impact on the Zhiming marquis. Young girl has a chance to persuade her."

Lime nodded and said, "peacock girl has a heart. Ning Chen's heart is much stronger than ours. What's more, he doesn't have so much energy to be sad now, does he?"

Peacock frowns and looks at Zhiming Hou who is talking with the night master in the cabin. She sighs in her heart. Sometimes, she feels that Zhiming Hou is no different from a monster. When she is merciless, she looks more like a devil than a devil.

For anyone, the beloved woman forgets herself, it is impossible to be so calm, as if nothing has happened.

Even the devil.

Just when the night Lord came to visit the divine realm, at the end of the starry sky, on the ancient life star, the hell Lord and the contemporary Supreme Master met unexpectedly. The gratitude and resentment that lasted for countless years broke out again today.

Yandi scabbard, emperor power swept nine days, the first artifact of hell, powerful.

In front of the altar, dusk into snow, look cold down, body ban yuan Yun Hua, Taishang sword, cold light.

The two most powerful swords in the world surpass the imperial weapons, and their sharpness frightens the sky.

The unexpected scene, the inevitable war, Taishang, Yandi, two magic soldiers shine, Emperor's power shocked the world.

"Drink!"

An angry long drink, war opened, void, hell Yama body move, a ghost gas majestic, sword open hell road.

Below, dusk into snow, concentrate, step forward, jump forward, the sword broke the air, hard shake the emperor.

With a roar, the artifact clashed, and the sword was in a frenzy all over the sky. The big star below suddenly vibrated violently, the mountains moved and the ground fire spewed.

"Bang!"

The magic sword is crisscross, the moves are merciless, the palm yuan is condensed, and the confrontation is direct.

Within a short distance, there was a fierce battle. Both of them knew the source of the battle. Every move and every move destroyed the heaven and the earth.

Beyond the limitation of time, it seems that the ancient times are approaching again. The two powerful men of the fairyland are fighting each other again, forbidding yuan and GUI Li, and facing the collision.

Why such hatred and memory do not exist? Only the instinct of the body is left. Two gorgeous women wave the artifact in their hands. The move is to kill and kill mercilessly.

When ghosts first appear, they stir up a thousand waves and shake back the white haired woman in front of them. Yan Junning of the hell accepts the Qi, and the power of ghosts surges and blocks the sky.

Ten steps away, the dusk becomes snow, the pace is certain, the white hair dances wildly, the light of ten thousand Epee gathers, condenses into a pair of huge sword wings, showing behind.

Extremely moves this world, the sky tilts the ground to cover, two people figure skims, extremely prestige responds the sound collision.

One black and one white, the two opposite forces collide with each other, the aftereffects of which are shocked, and the surrounding world collapses rapidly. Below, the life star, who has suffered the aftereffects of the two men's war, begins to collapse, and the earth fire is pouring into the sky, showing the image of doomsday.

"Nine Songs of the imperial heaven, 100 funerals of the dead."

In the white heat of the battle, the lips of Yan Jun in the underworld were opened lightly, and the ghost gas around him soared to the sky. In a flash, on the Ninth Heaven, a huge statue of the dead appeared, roared, and the world changed color.

The resentment of all living beings converges crazily. The emperor of hell shows his power beyond the limit of martial arts and the power to control the world of death. He condenses on the artifact of Emperor Yan and cuts down the stars with one sword.

"Boom!"

A sword that destroys the earth. The sky and the earth are broken by the sword's power. The original star that has existed for endless years suddenly disintegrates. A huge crack appears and spreads to the whole life star.

Below, dusk into snow, a light drink, the whole body is forbidden yuan rising, the silver white splendor soars to the sky, too forgetful reappearance, startling.

The two most powerful forces collided with each other. The terrible big bang sounded, and the whole original big star exploded. The debris was flying and the stars were raining.

Star space, two peerless women stand facing each other, a strong force surging, eyes in the cold meaning is more and more fiery.

"The way of heaven is reincarnated, and life and death are in vain. Today, the Supreme Lord has died to pay homage to thousands of living beings in my Prefecture."After that, tens of thousands of the dead appeared, with thousands of troops and horses, and their resentment soared to the sky.

The most powerful king of the underworld summoned a hundred thousand troops of the underworld to gather the spirit for the power, and wanted to kill the supreme.