The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Endless sea, the king on the sword, back to nature, a sword moving the world.

The earth shaking sword directly smashes the void and destroys all methods of heaven and earth.

The sword Jue of the world, the heaven and the earth rumble and vibrate, the sword power impact, the nihility around the two people, all things do not exist.

A spatter of blood, flying all over the sky, the war situation separated, the situation gradually clear.

Heavy breathing, reverberating between heaven and earth, Ning Chen forehead, sweat drops, mixed with blood, wet clothes.

In front of us, in the world of nothingness, Xuanqi stands still, full of evil spirit, shining gold, and the way of emperor will become.

"Burning heart, thousand prisons!"

The swordsmanship is perfect. The Xuanqi sword points to the sky. A thousand swords break through the air and move forward quickly.

In the most critical situation, in nothingness, Ning Chen moves hard in front of his sword.

In a flash, a thousand swords came quickly, and the imperial power shocked the world.

"Click!"

Huangwei impact, six samsara above, cracks appear, ghost sacred difficult to inherit Huangdao extreme power, finally also to bear the limit.

"Eh!"

Finally, the sword light breaks through the obstacles, and Yu enters with strength, bringing out a dazzling waterfall of blood. Ning Chen retreats at his feet and takes a heavy blow.

The scattered blood, floating in the nothingness, bit by bit, permeated the war situation everywhere.

Ten steps away, Ning Chen stabilizes his body, and his gradually blurred consciousness is already hard to support.

"It's divided."

The holy land of the witches, the heart of heaven sighed, looking at the war situation in the distance.

This journey, he walked so amazing, but, after all, is it the end?

In the void, Xuanjiu stood in silence, gazing at the distance without any waves.

He has come to this day, no matter how brilliant the past is, in the face of life and death, if he can't break his limit, all his glory will be completely buried.

It will be known today whether the young eagle will fly for nine days or fall off a cliff.

"It's over!"

In the war, Xuanqi stepped forward, covered with gold, and the imperial power was overwhelming.

In front of him, Ning Chen gasped heavily, exhausted his strength and exhausted his body.

Unwilling or unwilling, how can we stop now.

"Drink!"

Unbearable anger, through the clouds, rather Chen look up to the sky long drink, a blood fog diffuse, break through the shackles, into blood lightning filled between heaven and earth.

If you choose again in this life, will you go on the road of thousands of disasters? Ning Chen asks himself, but the answer is clear.

In the sky, the dawn breaks, and the brilliance of the dawn falls on the earth. One day and one night pass, and the fierce war ends at the end.

In nothingness, the power of the small world rises and spreads to every corner of nothingness.

In the small world, Ning Chen's blood stained black hair dances wildly, like a demon or a demon, and his fighting spirit surges wildly.

Step out, the figure instantly disappeared, reappeared, already in front of Xuanqi.

Six samsara wave cut, sword light gorgeous, cold sword, cold heart, again boundless war.

Xuanqi concentrated and waved his sword. With a clang sound, he stopped the sword close to him.

A move confrontation, ghost sword turn potential, cold heart, cold eye, cold sword, infinite.

Totally different opponents, beyond self, sword to no self, move between, no trace.

"The realm of God, the realm of selflessness."

Xuanqi's face changed slightly. He waved his sword to block the attack again and again, and his face became completely dignified.

The realm of God, the real palace of martial arts, is beyond the reach of human resources. For thousands of years, no one has ever been able to reach it. Only the legendary gods can set foot in the realm.

At this moment, all parties in the original magic world, the seven emperors and Taoist priests, also look down.

God domain, how many years, the world finally appeared again set foot in God domain.

"The terrible thirteen."

In the holy land of the west, the Lord of the Golden Lion clan is watching the war situation in the distance, and the golden light is beating in his eyes.

At the end of the extreme way is the realm of God, which is hard to achieve. The realm of God only exists in the legend. I didn't expect that in this era, people would enter the realm of God again.

In the war situation, Zhiming entered the realm of God, and his silver brilliance loomed. His sword was majestic and powerful.

The two swords fight each other, and the sword is powerful. It seems to be an ordinary move, but it has the ability to cut the sky.

"You are different!"

A sword wave chop, block down move, Xuanqi looking at the sky devil thirteen son in front of him, cold voice way.

Ning Chen is quiet and speechless. The ghost sword in his hand is waving again and again. The attack is fierce and there is no gap.

The two kings discussed swords, sublimated again, and fought with each other between the imperial power and the divine realm.

"Boom!"

Nine days above, dark clouds block out the sun, thunder and lightning resound throughout the sea.

The most powerful sword is on martial arts. Life is the stake. The winner is the master of kendo. The loser is doomed.

In the nihilistic world, the sound of Keng Ran is heard all the time. The sound is shocking. The two figures are crisscrossing, and the sword is more and more fierce."Boom!"

In the sky, thunder came down from the sky, fell into nothingness, and roared at them.

The two kings who are not allowed to be in the world have reached the highest attainments in the world. The way of heaven is merciless and brings down great calamity.

The two most terrible calamities in the world, the emperor's and the God's, are the golden and the silver. They collide with each other constantly, which is frightening.

"Nine you devil emperor, congratulations."

On the central altar of the holy land of the witches, Tianxin looks at the two kings in the distant war and says.

A family of four emperors, plus a god domain, is really shocking.

Unfortunately, they can't coexist after all.

On the void, the brilliance loomed in Xuanjiu's eyes. This disciple, he was very satisfied.

The realm of God, which he didn't even touch, unexpectedly, his disciples arrived first.

"Ning Chen, surpass him, surpass all the opponents in front of you, including me!"

Xuanjiuyou opened his mouth, and his voice echoed all over the original magic world.

From all sides of the original demon realm, the strong people of the hundred ethnic groups look at the north, and the waves in their hearts become more and more difficult to suppress.

The two evil emperors, Kunyi and Qiyao, could hardly keep calm at this moment. They looked northward and looked at the war situation in the distance with a heavy look.

"Xuanqi!"

Kunyi devil emperor clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "with your sword, kill this son, prove your way."

The two demons spoke, their voices rumbling and shaking. Even though the two most powerful demons in the imperial family could not be as calm as water in the first World War.

In the Northern War, the battle between the two kings has reached the most critical moment. Nine days later, the emperor's and the God's robberies fell at the same time, obliterating the two figures.

In the thunder robbery, two figures, one gold and one silver, strike again and again. With a simple sword, there is the power of opening the sky.

It's a terrible scene. The duel at the peak of Kendo has exceeded the limit of martial arts in the world. Before the divine realm, all kinds of methods crawl.

Strong, strong shock people, through thousands of calamities and calamities of fate, self breakthrough, really set foot in the field of the strong, sword spring and autumn, famous world.

At the moment of stepping into the divine realm, Prince Yan's eyes slowly opened to feel the familiar sword in the distance and woke up from a coma.

Over the altar, the moon gathers, and a holy shadow appears. Looking far away, you can see the original magic realm separated by a boundary.

"He did it."

The moon god opens his mouth and whispers.

The man who is closest to God has finally set foot in the realm of the gods.

On one side, Prince Yan's figure stood still, his calm eyes staring at the distance, and a touch of comfort flashed in his eyes.

"Those who enter the Dao sword can no longer bear your sword. Your Dao is in the realm of God."

The moon god side eye, looking at not far sword person, calm way.

It's a great fortune for the human race to have such a sword in the world. Unfortunately, in this world, this man's sword can no longer be improved.

"What kind of existence is God?"

Prince Yan's eyes moved, looked to the side of the moon god, said, "I can feel your power, different from anyone, but not strong."

"I'm not a God who is good at fighting. If you want to find an opponent, the gods have a real strong one who can let you have a fight." The moon god whispered.

"Look forward to it." Prince Yan said calmly.

"This era is different from any other era. Maybe it's time for the gods to come to the world." The moon god sighs.

God's presence in the world is unpredictable. Although not all the gods are strong, the strong among the gods are really terrible.

A swordsman in front of his eyes will surely become a target of interest to the gods. A swordsman who can touch the gods is absolutely strong no matter what time he is.

After watching the battle for a long time, Prince Yan waved away the sword stand on the altar and walked away.

"When Ning Chen comes back, tell him that Ben Wang is gone, and he is very satisfied with his growth."

Below, the high priests of the moon worshipers salute, looking at the back of the former, and their hearts are constantly surging.

The high priest has surpassed the emperor.

Heaven is merciless and will not let anyone go lightly. It's hard to imagine how terrible this person's catastrophe will be.

Outside the holy land of worshiping the moon, Prince Yan just walked out. On the starry sky, there was a thunderbolt on a clear day, and countless thunderbolts came, shaking the earth.

In the thunder, the shadow of the ancient immortal realm looms, and a immortal general and Immortal King appear. He is a great robber and kills those who fight against heaven.

In the starry sky, if Prince Yan didn't hear of it, he continued to walk forward step by step.

The green and red double swords are in full bloom and crisscross, blocking the attack of the immortals.

The absolute sword transcends all the rules in the world. Even in the ancient immortal world, it can't stop the swordsman.

In the great calamity of the immortals, the king's figure gradually disappeared, and his sword light disappeared into the starry sky, just like the ancient cultivator, whose cloud rose and disappeared.

In the primitive magic realm, the northern sea area, in the nothingness, the battle between the two kings came to the last moment. The two men in the thunder robberies were all brilliant, blocking the thunder robberies again and again, and no invasion was made.The imperial and the divine plunder pull each other and merge with each other. Their power has risen several times. They can destroy heaven and earth, blast into nothingness and destroy everything.

Below, the aftermath of the catastrophe spread, and the 100000 Li sea area immediately fell into doomsday. Millions of creatures disappeared in the terrible catastrophe without any waves.

The karma adds to the body, and the gray fire of karma lingers around the two, which drives them away and burns them.

However, the two men in the war, if they didn't know, had only their opponents in front of them in the center of their eyes.

The unexpected state of mind creates incredible swords. Magic swords and ghost swords collide with each other.

"Click!"

At this time, a slight crack of the sword was heard, and the ghost sword, which had suffered thousands of heavy blows, finally broke up.