The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the place of Taichu, the chaotic world, Ning Chen's three bodies co-exist and forcibly merge the power of chaos.

The power of shocking the world, primitive and violent, infinite reversion.

In the two forces of chaos, Phoenix and devil are the source of combustion in the body, and try their best to promote the fusion of the two forces of chaos.

In the middle, Ning Chen's arms are open, his foundation is fully developed, and he forcibly holds on to the two forces of chaos that protect and repel each other.

Falling into the madness of Zhiming, his face was ferocious, and his last strength burst out.

Chaos fusion, a terrible pressure swing away, around, ten thousand swords into heaven and earth cage immediately collapsed.

Outside the cage of heaven and earth, the little gourd was impacted, and the little body was shocked to fly out.

"It hurts."

A hundred feet away, the little gourd stopped, his mouth turned, and tears came from his big eyes.

"Little gourd, stay away."

In the chaos of intense fusion, the voice of knowing fate came out and cheered.

"Well!"

Little gourd smell speech, point, immediately turned around, toward the rear fly.

In the Qi center of chaos, the Phoenix and the devil push the force of chaos, and gradually approach the noumenon in the middle.

Finally, when the three bodies are reunited, the two chaotic breath become one.

In a flash, the extremely violent pressure swept out, just like the power of heaven, unmatched.

Zhiming, who goes against the heaven, merges three kinds of chaotic elements to create a new chaotic Qi, which is infinitely close to the parent Qi of chaos in the legend.

"Drink!"

Ning Chen in the mouth a deep drink, the whole body Phoenix Fire surging out, start forging sword.

In the Phoenix Fire, the four immortal swords rise and fall. Around them, the air of chaos and the innate power are diffused, and constantly flow to the four immortal swords.

It's not a day's work to recast the broken sword. In the turbulent Phoenix Fire, the four swords of Zhuxian tremble and are extremely happy.

In the past ten years, the repair of four broken swords is less than one tenth. The extremely slow process shows the difficulty of casting swords.

The famous Zhuxian Four Swords in ancient times were born in chaos and gave birth to many years. Today, although some people know their destiny to speed up the recasting of the four swords with their magic power, they are still slow and unbearable.

Ten years, another ten years In the twinkling of an eye, a hundred years later, in the turbulent Phoenix Fire, four broken swords finally gave birth to a blade visible to the naked eye.

It's just, it's not enough!

"Drink!"

In the Phoenix Fire, Ning Chen's whole body, the origin of the four images is revealed, and the power of Phoenix Fire is blessed.

The sword has been forged for a hundred years. On the four immortal swords, the light is flowing, and the divinity is gradually restored. Finally, it begins to have an immortal appearance.

Far away, waiting for a hundred years of small gourd, boring to roll, in the air of congenital flying around, doing nothing all day.

However, over the past hundred years, little gourd has grown up a lot. It nourishes itself with the help of congenital Qi, and its beautiful eyes are very spiritual.

The process of casting sword is boring and long. Time flies outside, but it is difficult to feel the flow of any time in the chaotic world.

Over the past hundred years, great cracks have been constantly emerging and crisscrossing at the junction of the divine world and the human world, which has attracted many people's attention.

In the world, the masters of Huangdao have begun to realize the unusual nature of these big cracks. They have explored many times, but they have never found anything.

In the realm of light shaking star, a big star of life, the falling star and others are still practicing hard in the source crystal tower and never show up.

Among all the people in hell, xiaziyi and Qiwang, who are the strongest in cultivation, have reached the peak of the fourth realm, but they are all restricted by the barrier of heaven and are difficult to enter.

At the same time, in the east of the divine world, an amazing light soared into the sky, cold and merciless.

In the divine light, the woman in white dress flies in the air, holding the supreme sword, and her white hair dances wildly with the wind.

In order to save Ning Chen's life, he completely turned into the Supreme Master's dusk. Now he returns to the fifth realm, and his cultivation is fast rising.

The Supreme Master forgets his love. Even the three realms can be regarded as the top level skills. After becoming the Supreme Master at dusk, he gradually shows his amazing power.

The emperor returns to heaven again. On the ninth day, the wind and thunder make a great deal and bring down the disaster.

In the hands of dusk Chengxue, Taishang's sword cuts through. The cold light of the sword cuts through the clouds and divides the sky in two.

There are countless people in the divine world who feel that they are looking to the East.

Shuiyun temple, the majestic palace, Shuiyun female emperor sat up, beautiful eyes slightly narrowed.

What is the power?

Too forgetful!

The curtain rises, and the beautiful image of Shuiyun female emperor appears, reflecting a beautiful face.

The water color dress covers the exquisite jade body, but it can't resist the fatal temptation.

Shuiyun female emperor, the most beautiful woman in the legend, once attracted countless people crazy, after all, no one can kiss Fangze.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the female emperor achieved the throne and killed all the schemers. Since then, no one dares to have any bad illusions about this first beauty in the divine world.

Today, the empress Shuiyun came out of the curtain again and walked towards her royal highness step by step.Below, a water cloud too female half kneels to salute, the facial expression is respectful.

"You stay at the imperial palace. I'll go out."

Between the words, Shuiyun female emperor walked out of the Imperial Palace and toward the East.

In the hell, in the South and northwest of the divine world, Yan Jun, who returned from the hell, sat in the hall for a hundred years, waiting for one person to come.

However, a hundred years later, the people who want to wait never come.

Finally, in the main hall, above the throne, the hell Yan Jun got up and walked away.

Deep in the hell, the tomb of the ten halls of Yama. The old man who guarded the tomb felt it and sighed softly.

On this trip to the world, Yan Jun's soul has returned, but the person waiting for him has never come back.

Hell Yama left the hell again, and the fairy sedan drove out of the nameless ghost land and headed for the unknown territory.

In the east of the divine world, in the divine court for a hundred years, nine fighting generals went down one after another to pursue and kill the rebel general Qingjian.

However, the nine fighting generals are shocked to find that Qingjian's strength is getting stronger and stronger every time they fight.

For the last time, the five fighting generals came out at the same time and blocked Qingjian's way. In the end, they were defeated.

After the first World War, the whole divine court was in an uproar and the gods were shocked.

Fighting God general is the highest fighting power of shenting. Now, even all the fighting God generals have been defeated.

"Lord

In front of the dragon, an old minister of shenting came out and said, "you can't tolerate it any more. Send a large army to encircle and suppress it."

"No way."

After hearing this, tianchidou went out immediately and said in a voice, "the army went out to fight, which cost the people and money. Besides, although Qingjian rebelled in the court of God, he didn't make any anger. There's no need to fight like this."

"Tianchidou God general, God has given you a whole hundred years, but you still can't take Qingjian back to the God court. Do you have to wait for Qingjian to fight in the God court to make you happy?" Shenting old minister said in a deep voice.

Tianchi looked at the old man in front of him and said, "if Shensi is not satisfied with our fighting God, he can fight in person."

"You

The old minister of shenting was so angry that he managed to suppress his anger. He immediately saluted the Lord of shenting on the throne of dragon and said, "Lord of God, heaven Chidou, the general of God is so rude to me, so please don't let me be the master."

"Tianchi, you step down."

On the throne of the dragon, the Lord of the divine court lightly said, "according to the words of the divine department, do you want to send out a large army to kill Qingjian?"

"Not bad."

At the bottom, the old minister, who is called Shensi, said, "Qingjian betrayed shenting and intruded into Jingtian Pavilion. He has already committed an unforgivable crime of death. I suggest that we send a large army to encircle and suppress him, and no longer give him any chance."

On the throne of the dragon, the Lord of the divine court thought for a moment, nodded and said, "surely!"

Below, a fighting God general had heard of it, and his face was heavy.

Does it mean that God no longer trusts them?

Three days later, on the court of God, the lower boundary of the 100000 troops was filled with drums and dark clouds.

Below, countless ordinary people look at the sky scene, face shock.

Three thousand miles to the east of Xichuan, in an ordinary Taoist temple, Qingjian wakes up from his practice and looks at the sky with a cold flash.

In front of the 100000 troops, three men in heavy armour stood still, all with strange faces.

In the Taoist temple, Qingjian gets up, three sharp two edged knives appear in his hand, and steps out one step to the sky.

Since the God court wants to fight, he will fight!

"Kill

In front of the 100000 troops of shenting, three men spoke and ordered.

At the same time, more terrible things are happening in the Western Buddhist world.

On Xumi Foshan, black clouds block out the sun, covering all the breath.

Under the dark clouds, countless demons appeared, surrounded by black air, unable to see the real face.

One hundred years ago, with the change of Foshan and the spread of cannibalism in Foshan, Cihang left. Xumi's power of belief in Foshan has been weakened to an unprecedented level. Today, the invasion of the demon Kingdom forces is fast, blocking Foshan.

In front of the army of the demon world, a man in black stood still. The black magic armor was engraved with demonic lines, which was powerful and extraordinary.

"Great commander!"

In the rear, a coquettish woman of the demon clan opened her mouth and said respectfully, "the demon lord orders to attack the mountain immediately."

The man in black nodded and said calmly, "kill!"

With a command, ten thousand demons were ordered to turn into black fog and quickly swept towards the mountain.

Above Foshan, the Buddha from the West sits on the lotus platform, and the Buddha's name rings.

"Amitabha!"

Below, Bodhisattvas and Arhats look heavy, feel the power of the devil, and feel powerless.

"Xilai Buddha, I've come to see you off."

At this time, on the void, the evil spirit chest, a peerless figure out of thin air, the terrible pressure filled the air, making it difficult for the Bodhisattvas to move.The Lord of the demon world came to Xumi Foshan in person. With the arrival of the end of Foshan robbery, no one can reverse it.

Outside Foshan, the demon Kingdom commander is coming with a big army. He is a bloody demon bandit commander, and no one can beat him.

"The devil."

The leader of the demon world came and saluted.

"Evil wind, how can you not pay attention to etiquette and manners when you go to Foshan? It's too impolite for you to have all your blood." In the turbulent evil spirit, the Lord of the evil world opened his mouth.

"Yes

The evil wind nods, and the evil Qi flows around, wiping the blood from the armor.

At the same time, on the barren land of the Buddhist world, Cihang Bodhisattva, who is doing good and forgiving deeds, sees the dark clouds over Foshan and frowns gently.