The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The world of fire, the decision on the sword, the double demons finally appear, the magic power moves the world.

The thousand demons are limitless, and the sword is buried in the sky. The extreme power collides with each other. The whole flame world collapses, and the fire waves disperse, burning the sky and boiling the sea.

In the aftermath of the fury, the winner stands tall, suddenly, blood splashes on his chest and turns the devil red.

"Eh!"

He retreated step by step, blood stained his body. Xuanqi staggered step by step, blood dripping all over his body, dazzling.

In the distance, the figure with black clothes and white hair flies out and directly bumps into a meteorite. The shape of the magic sword recovers and the breath gradually converges.

In the center of the king's brow, a clear sword mark appeared, and the blood dripped down silently.

The final move was defeated, and the king's whole body was exhausted. The fierce war shocked all the kings here too much.

"Princess Luo, go and bring back your clothes."

Terran camp, Ning Chen opens his mouth and calms down.

"Well."

Luo Fei nodded, stepped on her feet and flew to the starry sky in front of her.

In the war, Xuanqi sees the action of the Terran. He looks down and takes a heavy hit. He wants to finish his opponent before the Terran experts stop him.

He is very clear that such an opponent will definitely become a serious problem in the future and must be eliminated as soon as possible.

At this time, on the starry sky, the figure with black clothes and black hair galloped past and got in front of the devil.

The supernatural soldiers, who are surrounded by ghosts, block the way ahead and allow no one to trespass.

"In this battle, the Terrans admit defeat."

Ning Chen looks at the front demon clan first sword, calm way.

In the rear, Luo Fei's figure passes by, comes to the comatose Ziyi's side, takes the latter and withdraws from the war.

On the starry sky, the two people who look at each other, the murderous flash in their eyes, cold and piercing.

"Cherish the little time you have left."

Xuanqi waved his sword and immediately turned to the enchanted camp.

At the end of the second debate, the original demonic realm won. However, in the demonic realm camp, there was not much joy on the faces of the kings. The strength of the Terran had exceeded their expectations.

"All right."

In front of the kings, xuanlie looks at the man walking back and says.

"No problem, just take a breath."

Xuanqi answered calmly, went to one side and began to meditate.

Slowly closed eyes, dignified color is still difficult to hide, just a war, really dangerous.

The younger generation of the Terran has grown up to such a terrible level that they are almost equal to them.

In the Terran camp, concubine Luo brings back Xia Ziyi, who is in a coma. Ning Chen comes forward to explore and is a little relieved.

The injury is not too serious. It's just that the body is exhausted and the force is too much.

The first sword of the demon clan is worthy of its reputation. With the strength of Ziyi, it's a pity that he still lost the battle.

"Concubine Luo, help your son to heal. Sister Qingling, you're ready to take the next category of the first World War."

Ning Chen looks at two people, opening a way.

"Well."

They nodded and answered.

Above the void, the voice of the two emperors rose again, announcing the results of the Second World War.

Terran and magic win one game each. The third battle is coming.

In the eyes of the kings, the representatives of the two territories selected the martial arts category of the third war, and Xiaguang was very prosperous. A dazzling gun appeared in front of the public.

"Is it my turn at last?"

In the camp of the original demon realm, Asura saw the big characters on the void, flashed in his eyes and opened his mouth.

"Asura, it's up to you."

Xuanlie opened his mouth and said in a voice, "the demon God of war will never allow failure. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

Asura nodded and stepped forward toward the six paths of samsara.

Terran camp, the key to the arrival of World War I, all eyes look at not far away Xiaoyue landlord, his face showing condensation color.

In front, Ning Chen looks at the six samsara turning on the void, with a dignified look.

In this war, favorable weather and location are very important. This time, it really depends on luck.

"Zhiming Hou, now I have some understanding of the reason why you were guarding the world."

The owner of Xiaoyue stepped forward and said a word calmly. Then he swept forward to the starry sky.

Between the two camps, there are six samsara, and the world of fire collapsed in the previous World War I. now, there are only five realms left, constantly changing.

In the eyes of the public, in a small world illuminated by the holy light, the two figures came out and appeared on the battlefield.

"The light world."

Two camp, a peak king looking at the front scene, look is a shock.

"The game of dack!"

This time, luck is on the side of the Terran. The holy and the devil are conquering each other. The bright world suppresses the warlord of the demon in an all-round way. Before the battle starts, three points have been lost.

"Not good."

The original magic camp, the change of the looks of the kings, the situation of conquering, this is the worst result.There is no doubt about Asura's strength, but no matter how strong he is, if he can't play his strength, he can't win a hundred battles.

In the world of light, Asura and the master of Xiaoyue confront each other. In the world of light, the power of light permeates, and constantly purifies the evil spirit of the demon God of war.

"Please

Xiaoyue said with a smile.

"King of the Terran, let Asura fight to his heart's content."

When the words fell, Asura drank deeply, and his whole body was full of evil spirit. An ancient magic weapon came out.

The city is surrounded by flames of war, and the world is full of fire. Asura holds his gun, moves his body, and his evil spirit soars into the sky.

"As you wish!"

In response, the owner of Xiaoyue's right hand is empty, and the magic gun of the yellow spring is also revealed. One step is turning, and the magic step is moving.

"Boom, boom!"

At the top of the spear, the magic soldiers crisscrossed, and the sound of Keng was heard all the time.

Asura, the most powerful God of war of the demon clan, is the most powerful one who has half entered the royal way. In ancient times, he was the one who had the power to block the emperor of the Terran clan. His strength is extremely strong, carrying all the hope of the revival of the eight tribes.

Xiaoyue, the mysterious king of the Terran, seldom makes moves, but his strength is unfathomable.

In the world of light, the fierce sand, the fierce gun, and the fierce fighting between the two superpowers.

"The seven laws of the yellow spring, the soul judgment of the third watch!"

The music of the martial arts, the fusion of gunshot, Xiaoyue building master step, spin gun, gun loud.

"Well?"

In the hands of Asura, the fire broke through the air and came out of the city.

Suddenly, the magic soldiers joined, and the strong aftershocks shocked. Asura suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ears, and the evil Qi in his body was violently unstable.

Victory appears, Xiaoyue Lou master step on the foot, gun swept forward.

The whirling yellow spring is full of vigour. Within a short distance, spears pass by and rush forward.

Close to the murderer, Asura forced the turbulent blood gas in his body and turned his hands to block the next wave of attack.

"War kills gods."

Because of the unfavorable weather and location, Asura did not dare to fight for a long time. His move was to destroy the sky and the earth. He saw the flames sweeping over the beacon fire and swallowing the king of the human race in front of him.

The owner of Xiaoyue's building sees this, and his figure is divided into two parts. He avoids the devil's extreme moves. In a flash, he merges the two into one again. The yellow spring breaks through the air and stabs the heart of the former.

"Boom!"

In a moment of crisis, a huge evil appearance of Shura appeared behind Asura, blocking the desperate move.

During the shocking First World War, in the camp of the original devil Kingdom, the kings looked at the battle ahead and looked more and more heavy.

Asura fell into a disadvantage, which nobody expected.

The strength of the demon warlord is even higher than that of Xuanqi. It can be said that among the five debates, the one with the highest chance of winning in the original demon realm is this one.

However, it seems that Asura may even be defeated.

There are too many variables in the situation of Dake. Is it as hard as Asura to reverse the destiny?

In the Terran camp, compared with the heavy heart of the kings in the demon Kingdom, a king of the Terran rarely smiles.

"God bless us. If we win this game, we'll have two battles left." The setting star looks at the front war, the mood is surprisingly good, full face smile way.

"I'm really lucky to be able to win the big game."

One side, Mu thousand war mood also rare relaxed a few minutes, smile way.

"Can we win this battle?"

Next to Zhiming, the lime asked softly.

"Asura still has reservation, but the owner of Xiaoyue doesn't show all his strength. As long as there is no accident, the Terran has a 90% chance of winning this battle." Ning Chen calm way.

The kings of the two realms were engrossed in watching the battle. In the void, one emperor was also watching the battle below with different looks.

"The God of war of the demon clan, unexpectedly, will also fall into such a bitter battle. Although the situation of Dake is indeed unfavorable, the king of the Terran clan is equally powerful and shocking." The Western Lord spoke and said.

"If it goes on like this, Asura is likely to lose the battle." One side, scale emperor cold voice way.

"The devil emperor, this situation is not the result we want to see."

Not far away, yuluowu, the Lord of Shendu mountain, also spoke in a heavy tone.

"Wait!"

In front of the emperors, the seven Yao devil emperor's face was very gloomy, and his voice was heavy.

On the other side, the three demon emperors of the Terran looked at the battle below, and their faces softened a lot.

"Old friend, I'm really impressed by these kings of the underworld."

The prime minister in Green said with a smile.

"Many of them have experienced divine warfare. No matter how experienced they are in combat or how capable they are, they are beyond the reach of ordinary strong people. These people will be the hope of the future of the human race, and the magistrate is the key to command these people." The Lord of the divine realm is the right way.

"The Terrans are lucky to have these people."On one side, Xiaobai sighed softly and said, "teacher, I don't understand why you chose that young man until now."

In the bright world, the battle between the two powers is becoming more and more fierce. The owner of Xiaoyue building, who is blessed with the holy power of light, has no match in his moves. The magic gun breaks through the air and the road to the Yellow Spring opens.

"Boom!"

After hearing the shocking drama, the two magic weapons collided with each other, and the blood overflowed from the corners of Asura's mouth, which made him red for the first time.

The God of war is now defeated. In the original magic world, deep in the ancestral land of the demons, Kunyi demon emperor looks at the first battle reflected in the sky in front of him with an extremely cold look.

The demon God of war will never allow failure, otherwise, the name of God of war will become a joke.

Thinking of this, Kun Yi's hands were empty, and the whole heaven was shaking, and the endless evil Qi came back into the emperor's body.