The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In front of Jingtian Pavilion, everyone was watching. An old man in coarse cloth stepped forward. His plain breath attracted all the vigilance.

This old man is too ordinary, ordinary people fear.

If the old man is a demon level master, they are not even so shocked. It is not surprising that there are any masters in such a place.

However, they can hardly feel the breath of a strong man from the old man.

This is the most frightening place, can hide all people's perception, such ability, how can be ordinary people.

On the horizon, in the colorful glow, the Lord of the divine court recovered from the shock and fell from the sky.

The old man saw the Lord of the God court, with a smile on his face, bowed down his old body and said, "I've seen the Lord of God."

God court's opinion, immediately came forward to help the old man, said, "Mr. Tiankui don't have to be polite."

With one word, all the people present were shocked.

Tiankui!

Tiankui fighting God general?

In front of Jingtian Pavilion, all the ten fighting generals, including Qingjian, changed their looks.

They know the name very well.

Tiankui, the first fighting God general and the legendary strong man, disappeared in the last battle of gods and demons in ancient times, and no one knows his whereabouts from then on.

Unexpectedly, Tiankui was always in Jingtian Pavilion of shenting.

"Tiankui."

The old man whispered and said with a smile of remembrance, "this name has not been heard for a long time."

Not far away, after knowing the identity of the old man, qingjidou's always calm heart will inevitably have waves.

Tiankui fighting God general has another identity, that is, the creator of 89 xuantiangong. In a sense, Tiankui fighting God general can be regarded as half of his master.

One side, white forgets language to look at the facial expression that the public changes, Mou son Mi rises.

The old man is really not an ordinary person. It's amazing.

Demon month side, rather Chen hands clench double sword, eyes swept around nine fight God general, ignore other things.

The identity of an old man is none of his business. Now, the most important thing for them is to find a way to get out.

In front of Jingtian Pavilion, the old man stepped forward. Seeing this, the nine God generals immediately saluted and made way.

"Did you find out what you wanted to know?" The old man asked.

Ning Chen returns to lead a spirit, ordered to nod, calm way, "found."

The old man looked around and said with a smile, "how are you going to leave?"

"I have a sword and a companion."

Ning Chen holds the sword in the hand of the sword, the vision sweeps three people in the presence, the facial expression is still calm way.

The old man nodded and said nothing more. His eyes closed slowly.

A moment later, the old man's body, a peaceful atmosphere spread out, although bright, but not dazzling.

People look surprised, subconsciously want to resist, but it is too late.

"Get up!"

The old man opened his mouth. Suddenly, in front of Jingtian Pavilion, all people's bodies could not help rising. In a flash, they disappeared.

Below, the old man looked at Jingtian Pavilion, which was calm again, and his eyes showed a happy color.

Finally, it's clean again.

On one side, the Lord of the divine court looked at the old man with a slight frown.

"Mr. Tiankui, what does that mean?" The Lord of the divine Court opened his mouth.

"Let the young people solve their own problems."

The old man said with a smile, "God, you are not young, so don't get involved in these young people's affairs."

Hearing the words, the Lord of shenting frowned and frowned, but he said nothing more. His figure faded away and disappeared.

Outside the gate of the West sky, the strange light is out of sight. Just now, everyone in front of Jingtian Pavilion appears out of thin air.

"Follow me!"

Ning Chen Chuanyin, who had been observing the position of the nine fighting gods, immediately flashed past and swept towards the middle of the two fighting gods, the giant spirit and the red hell.

In the rear, Qingjian, baijiyu and yaoyue did not hesitate to keep up.

According to the eye, with Ning Chen as the leader, four people plunder to two fight between God general.

The giant spirit had a huge body, but his reaction was relatively slow. When he saw the four, the two hammers fell, which was a bit slower.

Not far away, the red hell fighting God will pass by, blocking the four steps.

"The flames of evil fire start a prairie fire!"

Ning Chen hands double sword cut, magic fire such as waves, swept out.

The red hell fighting God general turned his hand to block the move, and with a roar, he slipped ten feet away.

"Go

In a flash, the four figures rushed out of the encirclement.

Instant change, four people break through, the rear, purple power fight God will return to God, step out, speed up to catch up.

In the front, the four people are at the back. Qingjian, who is in charge of breaking up, turns around and opens his eyebrows. The terrible light breaks through the air and roars forward.

As soon as his face changed, he turned back to avoid the attack.With a roar, the divine light directly opened the space and blocked the front road of the nine fighting divine generals.

In the west of shenting, the figure of the four quickly disappeared.

In the lower world, thousands of miles away from the west of shenting, four figures appeared, all of them breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really dangerous just now.

If you are really trapped by the nine fighting God generals, once the shenting army arrives, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"What's your plan?"

Qingjian looks at the young man in plain clothes and says.

"Go to taichutian on the fifth day to find the innate Qi." Ning Chen answers a way.

"The fifth day?"

Bai forgot language surprised way, "that is a piece of primitive land, to the beginning of heaven and earth, there are no living beings, no one can live there, visible above how dangerous."

"Danger has to go."

Ning Chenning said in a voice, "it's because it's a primitive place that there can be congenital Qi. According to the records of Tiangong, it's the only place where there can be congenital Qi. I have to go and have a try."

"I'll go with my uncle." Demon month opens a way.

"No

Ning Chen refuses a way directly, "you all don't need to go, I can go by myself."

"Is the mother Qi of chaos also in Taichu heaven?" On one side, Bai forgot to speak and asked.

Ning Chen was silent. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "according to Tiangong records, there is no chaos in the world."

White forgets language to smell speech, the facial expression tiny coagulates, way, "that you want how to cast sword?"

"I can't understand a word or two. I have my own idea. I just don't know if it's feasible."

Ning Chen said a, eyes looking at the front of the green, mouth way, "green, thank you."

"A little help."

Qingjian replied, "I have something else to do, so I can't go to taichutian with you. Be careful all the way."

Ning Chen nods and says, "see you later."

"See you later." Qingjian said.

Ning Chen's vision sees to behind two people, way, "white elder brother, help me take good care of demon month, I will come back as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, no one can hurt her hair before you come back." The white forgets the language to answer the way.

"Thank you very much."

Ning Chen thanks, no longer stay, figure flash, toward the sky.

Below, three people looking at the back of the former, complex mind, different.

Half a day later, qingjidou God will leave and plunder toward the God court again.

Jingtian Pavilion, the guard reappeared, Qingjian waited for a long time, while the guard changed, plundered into the pavilion.

On the third floor of Jingtian Pavilion, the old man looked through an ancient book at will. When he saw the man suddenly appeared in front of him, there was no surprise on his old face.

"Yes, master." Qingjian saluted and said respectfully.

The old man didn't say much about the name of the person in front of him. He glanced up and down at the person in front of him and said with a smile, "what's the level of your eight nine Xuantian cultivation?"

"The eighth floor." Qingjian responded truthfully.

"Not bad."

The old man nodded his head and said, "when I started this method, there were only the first seven levels of cultivation, and the eighth and ninth levels were only my speculation. Unexpectedly, you could realize the eighth level according to the first seven levels of cultivation."

"The master's method is broad and profound, and his disciples are just beginning to understand it, but they can't really understand it." Qingjian said with emotion.

"Eight or nine means the number of eight or nine. Similarly, there will be eight or nine changes. You don't have to stick to the skill itself. The most important thing is to change the word." The old man said.

"Change?"

Qingjian frowned and said.

"Yes, it is true that everything in the world is like this. If you can really understand this word change, you can achieve Xuangong." The old man said with a smile.

"Thank you for your advice."

Qingjian nodded and saluted again.

"Well, since you have betrayed the divine court, don't stay here more. Remember, everything follows your heart. There is no need for great sages and sages, but a clear conscience." The old man finally warned.

"Yes

Qingjian respectfully accepted, no longer stay, turned and walked downstairs.

On the third floor, the old man put the ancient books back on the bookshelf, and his old eyes flashed with a sigh.

Unconsciously, it has been so many years.

The great calamity of ancient times, the drastic change of heaven and earth, the collapse of the four fairylands, the war between the divine world and the demon world for the last place of existence, led to countless deaths and injuries, and the destruction of lives. The great calamity that affected the whole three worlds still chills him.

I'm afraid few people have been or will not be aware of the disaster. After 130000 years, the world is coming to the next era.

he knows very well what it means. Not long ago, he seems to have sensed that there have been countless big cracks between the human world and the divine world, and the change of the world has begun again.Change leads to life, and consolidation leads to death. All things seek change, and so does heaven and earth.

These changes in heaven and earth are likely to be the omen of the coming of the next era. However, in this catastrophe of drastic changes in heaven and earth, I don't know how many people will die.

He still remembers the scene of the destruction of life. Even the invincible leader of the eastern fairyland had to sacrifice himself to protect the common people.

It's just that Yan Jun, who has pitied the underworld, has traveled all over the three realms for 130000 years, painstakingly searching for the trace of the leader of the eastern fairyland.

In the immortal sedan chair, the woman in the red wedding dress is covered with a red cap, and her lips are red and charming.

The ghost is full of air, and the immortal corpses return to the underworld.

The old man who guards the tomb opens his eyes and bows to welcome the return of Yanjun.