The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the extreme north, you know your destiny and fight the way of the emperor. Thousands of demons enter your body and the sword opens the way to hell.

The power of a thousand demons is surging. Ning Chen's whole body is sublimated endlessly. For a short time, he temporarily exceeds the limit of the kingdom.

The six reincarnations of the ghost weapon are coming back. Ning Chen's body moves, his sword moves, and his sword cuts down. The gods and demons are frightened.

The seven Yao demon emperor raised his hand and banged down the ghost family's holy sword.

Magic Yang coiled, Huangwei earth shaking, war opened, ningchen at the foot of a few steps out.

"The devil's flame strikes the sky!"

The ghost sword turns, the devil flame diffuses, Ning Chen steps over, and the figure sweeps out quickly.

Amazing sword power, cutting the sky and sea. In the distance, a peak is directly cut by the sword Qi.

Seven Yao devil emperor side body, avoid ghost sword edge, blow out a punch, strong return move.

Ning chending steps, pour yuan na gas, waves swept out, hard block Huangwei.

Roaring, the fist and palm hand over, the sword cut down, and the killing moves continued without gap.

"Drink!"

The two men's moves are more and more fierce, and fierce moves emerge one after another.

"The eight changes of the heaven and the devil determine the universe!"

After the battle, eight changes of magic force reappeared in the world. Behind the seven Yao devil emperor, ten thousand demons sprang up. With one blow, the earth broke, and the latest peak fell.

When Ning Chen sees this, he shows that the demons in heaven are extremely powerful. The demons show up and shake them hard.

It's a big shock, and the two magic fists collide. Ning Chen drinks deeply, and the whole body is surrounded by magic fire. Feihong blesses him, and his Gongti rises several times.

For a moment, Ning Chen's eight dragons roar out. Qi Huang's secret skill is blessed, and his body sublimates again.

After many blessings, the ghost sword goes straight to the sky, and the imperial power looms, so clear.

It's a world shaking sword. It's full of power. The extreme state of the sword is open, and the emperor's sword is in this world.

The blood splashes on the dancing black hair. With a simple wave, Ning Chen's sword blows away and everything collapses.

Seven Yao magic Emperor God condensation, palm out, hunhunhun evil flame gathered, hard shake emperor sword.

"Eh!"

A dull hum, vermilion splash, Ning Chen feet even back several steps, holding the hand of the sword, blood dripping.

The thousand demons' breath is turbulent, and the endless power spreads in the sea of Dantian Qi, converging into the body of Zhiming demons.

"The six paths fall together, the demons rob thousands of people, and the sword is forbidden."

In this world of forbidden sword, the evil Qi of Ning Chen's whole body soars to the sky, and thousands of sword lights appear, straight to the nine days.

"Doomsday!"

Ning Chen steps, his figure soars into the air, and ten thousand swords circle around him. The most powerful move of Taoist school is to answer the voice of this world.

Above the sky, the sword light crisscross, endless, shocking.

Below, the seven Yao devil emperor raised his head and looked at the ten thousand swords coiled in the sky, with a slight look.

"Protection of incomprehension!"

The heavenly devil is extremely powerful. He doesn't know how to protect it. Behind the seven Yao devil emperor, the devil Xiang bends down and stands in front of the emperor.

At this moment, in the sky, ten thousand swords broke through the air and fell into the devil.

The power of shocking the world is roaring and surging. On the void, Ning Chen's figure passes by and bullies him.

"Twelve movements of the spirit and the rhinoceros, eight empty and against the dragon"

with a close hand, the eight dragons roared in the air, and once again shook the protection of the demons.

Fierce impact sounded, one dragon after another hit the magic phase, one after another injured, the magic phase was finally unable to bear the extreme power, and dissipated with a thump.

The opponent who has been reborn is completely different. Previously, the seven Yao devil emperor's look changed again. With one blow, the devil's power moved the world.

Ghost sword across the sky, hard block the magic power, the power of terror through the sword, Ning Chen mouth again dyed red, sword finger Ning yuan, point to the devil's heart.

"Eh!"

The Qi of the sword enters the body, and the seven Yao devil snorts in his mouth. At the corner of his mouth, a touch of blood flows silently. It's the first time that he has been injured since the war.

It's an amazing scene. In the battle against heaven, the emperor was injured and his mind was shocked.

I can't believe that just a few years ago, the young man who could only stand behind Jiuyou could shake himself.

"Do you know your destiny? I remember! "

The seven Yao devil emperor's face sank, and with a roar, the emperor's way in his body was turbulent, and his powerful power burst out, and he was shocked back to know his fate.

A hundred paces away, Ning Chen staggers and stabilizes his body. His injuries are accumulating, but it's hard to suppress his tremendous fighting spirit.

Forget the burden, give up responsibility, only war, a war of life and death.

"The way is always unknown!"

When the ghost sword turns, the Taoist moves reappear, and the law of heaven and earth changes sharply.

After a sword, Ning Chen's figure swept out quickly, and the light of the sword was very strong.

Keng ran drama shock, magic hand shake magic weapon, within a short distance, sword light, palm strength crisscross, move ruthlessly.

Internal and external destruction, the ability to bear gradually to the limit, Ning Chen mouth blood is constantly flowing, but the move is more and more fierce.

The power of thousands of demons is continuously flowing into the body. The memory of thousands of demons, endless years of fighting experience, and the strongest fighting power, are completely breaking out today."Boom!"

The sword's palm shakes, the black air blows sharply, and the devil's flame swirls around, turning the extremely cold place in the extreme north into a fiery hell all the year round.

The war situation is all around, and the giant peaks are affected by the war, shaking violently.

In the tilted northern world, natural disasters continue, the earth cracks, and ground fires gush all over the sky.

The common people suffer, the people suffer, the strong struggle, the suffering of all living beings.

"Drink!"

The two men's moves collide again, and the waves and undercurrent spread. Yu's strength directly destroys the sky and terrain, and the world is destroyed.

In the white hot World War I, the injuries of the two people were constantly exchanged, and every inch of the land was stained with blood.

In the primitive magic world, the strong of all sides feel the amazing fluctuation of the northern polar war, and their looks are full of shock.

Mount Shendu, on the top of the mountain, yuluo Wu, the Lord of Shendu, stood still and looked at the north with a flash of color.

He was shocked again by the magic thirteen.

In the holy land of the west, above the twelve palaces, the Lord of the Golden Lion clan is also watching the war in the north.

It's unbelievable that this young man has grown to such an extent in a few years.

No matter which era, there has never been such a terrible young man, even though in ancient times the world-famous peerless pride can not achieve such a degree.

Terran, in this era of Wanfa withering, the emergence of such a generation of Tianjiao, is it a sign of prosperity, or a reflection before the destruction?

On the central altar, the holy land of the witches, Tianxin looks at the distance quietly, with a more complicated look.

I hope her choice is not wrong.

In the purple scale abyss of the southern continent, a powerful imperial power slowly gathered. After a few breath, a powerful hand broke through the air, crossed time and space, and swept toward the northern battlefield.

In the northern polar region, the fierce battle between the two demons has come to the most critical moment, and the two demons have all reached the peak of their lives.

At this time, in the distance, the hand of terror swept quickly, without warning, to the Zhiming in the war situation.

Suddenly a palm, the crisis hit, the instinct of the warrior, Ning Chen subconsciously wave the sword to meet, with a bang, the ghost sword out of hand, fly a hundred Zhang away.

In a flash, the seven Yao devil emperor's face coagulated, stepped out one step, and came with a heavy hand.

"Boom!"

Double palm plus body, Ning Chen mouth stuffy hum, figure fly out, dozens of Zhang outside, stagger vomit red.

The scale emperor intervenes, and the battle situation turns sharply. Thirty feet away, Ning Chen barely holds his body. The blood from the corner of his mouth flows down, and his body has reached the limit of support.

"Shisanzi, you are in the end."

In front of him, the seven Yao demon emperor said in a cold voice. He stepped forward step by step, raised his right palm and shot it.

Life and death crisis near, Ning Chen looked up at the eyes of the demon emperor, tired eyes flashed a touch of emotion.

Has the body finally reached its limit?

"Drink!"

At the end of the exercise, Ning Chen raised his hand, and a force that he had never seen before permeated the whole world.

The time and space that is quickly blocked, the heaven and the earth turn into a cage and lock the body of the demon emperor.

"What's this?"

Seven Yao evil emperor have feeling, look a shock, ancient magic power!

How can it be!

Only the ancient gods and Demons could master the magic power. Where did the thirteen sons learn from?

The variable of rebirth, seven Yao evil emperor body shape is restricted, temporarily difficult to break free.

The last strength, will urge, Ning Chen right hand empty grip, a hundred Zhang away, ghost sword tremble, quickly fly back.

When the swordsman holds the sword, Ning Chen's temperament changes in an instant. People and swords are in harmony, and the sword moves the world.

A sword that shakes the ancient and modern times, retrograde cutting immortals, Ning Chen's body moving, sword walking, sword light illuminating the dark world.

It's an amazing scene. The ghost sword runs through the body, and the blood gushes into the eyes.

Finally, when his strength is exhausted, Ning Chen's consciousness quickly disperses, leading by thousands of demons, and with a heavy injury, Zhiming quickly goes away.

"Boom!"

In a twinkling, the Qi Yao demon emperor's whole body broke out, which scattered the cage of heaven and earth, vomited a mouthful of blood and dyed the earth red in front of him.

In front of the chest, the blood continuously drips down to dye the devil's body red.

"Eh!"

The seven Yao devil emperor's body is staggering. The emperor is hard to catch up with in the fierce war.

Tens of thousands of miles away, the evil spirit is surging, and the figure of Zhiming comes down from the sky, banging down on the earth.

Ningchen gas sea, thousand magic power exhausted, also fell into a deep sleep, difficult to support.

In the extreme World War I, Zhiming did everything he could. He also suffered a lot when he hit the emperor.

In the northern mainland, in front of the central altar, after the dark moon witch appeared, half kneeling down.

"My emperor."

"He's in the pine forest."

On the central altar, the heart of heaven opens its mouth and whispers.

The empress of the dark moon sorcerer hears the words and flashes a different color in her eyes. She nods her head and leaves.

Half a day later, in the green pine forest, the dark moon witch appeared and stepped forward step by step.

Snow covered pine forest, Zhiming demon body lying on the ground, a body of blood flowing, dyed red body snow.The empress of dark moon sorcerer came forward and looked at the dazed body in front of her. She looked very complicated.

His brilliance is so dazzling.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

After a moment's silence, the dark moon sorcerer raises her hand to help the former.

At this time, the spirit of heaven and earth surged out of the whole body and turned into a dragon winding around the whole body.

Qihuang secret skill protector, eight dragons roar, hard to get close to half a step.

After dark month witch figure withdraws ten Zhang, quietly looks at the front young person, opens a way, "I have no malice."

After a few moments of silence, the eight dragons disperse and return to the world.

The dark moon sorcerer steps forward again, carefully helps the young man up, condenses yuan na Qi, and continuously injects it into the latter's body.

In the coma, Zhiming's frown gradually calmed down and relaxed.