The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Wuyutian, Southeast territory, jiuxiao defeat, shocked the world.

Since then, it has occupied 20% of the southeast territory and become a real overlord.

For a moment, the name of marquis Ning spread all over the southeast territory, from heaven to dawn. All the people knew that there was a powerful man in the southeast territory who had the ability to win the world.

After annihilating jiuxiao mountain, Ning Chen planted a ban on jiuxiao immortal master and four Dharma protectors. It was not distrust, but a means.

In this world, there is no one who can be absolutely trusted. Now, he has more than himself under his command, so he can't be sentimental.

Ningchen side, all people did not say anything, because they also have this kind of prohibition in the body.

Only Ning Chen knows the way to release. Betrayal means death.

Aman kept silent all the time. She didn't like it, but she knew it was an essential process.

Maybe one day, the world will be peaceful, and Ning Chen will save the soul of Xinyu

Aman sighs. It's really hard.

She understands, since Ning Chen comes to have no desire empress dowager, the choice is a road not to return.

People can't help themselves in the river and lake. For thousands of years, Tao has exhausted the helplessness of practitioners.

On jiuxiao fairy mountain, aman stood still, looking at the thousands of troops in front of him, his face became more and more gloomy.

In just five years, they have consumed more than half of the army they brought from the divine world. Maybe in a few years, few of these people will be able to go back alive.

What is war for?

Is it peaceful?

In aman's eyes, confusion flashed, from the land of China, to Tianwaitian, and now to wuyutian. The war never ends. What are they fighting for?

"What's the matter?"

One side, rather Chen turns round, the empty Mou son looks at the side wench, smile a way, "can't bear?"

"A little bit."

Aman nodded. Over the years, too many people have died. Maybe they are willing to follow, but after all, so many people have left, which makes her feel very uncomfortable.

"Everyone pursues different things. Some people like power, some people like money, and some people like fame and fortune."

Ning Chen stepped forward, looked at the vast land in front of him, and said, "practitioners like us seem indifferent to fame and wealth, but in fact we are greedy than anyone else, because we are empty in our hearts. We can only constantly fight for it to offset this terrible feeling."

Speaking of this, Ning Chen stretched out his hand, pointed to the distance, and said calmly, "you look at the barren land, and there are countless gods. What are they fighting for, fame and power? Is it really useful?"

Aman was silent and didn't know how to answer.

"Useless."

Ning Chen said in a soft voice, "the reason why we want to fight is just because of the void. Practitioners pursue longevity. Most of the time, they just want to have a goal, so that they won't go crazy in these long years."

"What do you want?"

Aman's face became more and more complicated, and he said, "where shall we go after we have conquered the whole wuyutian and rescued Xinyu's soul?"

Ning Chen lightly a smile, way, "I want you peaceful."

After a thousand years, he may not be himself. Things that are too far away are meaningless to him.

what he has to do is to finish all the things he has to do in the remaining thousand years.

It's not long. He has to hurry.

"Marquis Ning!"

At this time, in the rear, the Lord of jiuxiao came forward and saluted respectfully.

"Tell me, where is the three soul grass?"

Ning Chen back toward nine Xiao fairy Lord, the empty Mou son continues to look at the distance, opening to ask a way.

"As far as I know, there is one in Butian Pavilion."

Jiuxiao immortal master respectfully said, "Bu Tian Pavilion is the biggest force in the whole southeast territory, and only they can have such a treasure."

Ning Chen nods, the facial expression doesn't have too much surprise, this result, he how many already guessed.

However, their current strength is not able to compete with this behemoth.

It will take time for him to compete with butiange.

"Jiuxiao, ten days later, when the army is finished, you take the army of jiuxiao fairy mountain and start the northern expedition. I'll give you absolute rights. What you have to do is to try your best to attract Tianzun's fighting power. Do you understand?" Ning Chen turns around and looks indifferent.

"Yes

Jiuxiao immortal master looked surprised and saluted respectfully.

Why is the Marquis Ning so anxious? Now, the whole southeast territory is full of fear for them. Sending troops at this time will undoubtedly let other forces unite against them.

Ning Chen didn't explain, return to body, the Mou son of absence spirit looks at the East, the facial expression is more and more dignified.

He has been waiting too long. He doesn't know how long Xinyu's soul can hold on. He can't afford to gamble.

After Ning Chen, a man sighs in his heart. Caring is chaotic. No one can be an exception.Ten days later, in a flash, tens of thousands of troops left jiuxiao immortal mountain. Jiuxiao immortal master and four Dharma protectors all left and went to the north for other immortal mountain sects.

Such a radical move immediately shocked other forces and did not hesitate to form an alliance.

With the outbreak of the war, the alliance between jiuxiao immortal and other forces only lasted for a few days, and both sides lost badly.

One night a hundred days later, under the thunderstorm, a figure with white hair and plain clothes appeared in person and boarded the headquarters of the top ten Xianshan alliance.

Massacre, red ~ naked ~ naked massacre, the white haired devil in plain clothes, holding a fierce sword, one person picked up the alliance of the top ten fairy mountains.

After a hundred days' battle, the ten heavenly gods in the top ten Immortal Mountains are very tired. They are seriously damaged and injured. When they suddenly encounter such a killing God, they hardly have much power to fight back.

On that night, thirteen celestial beings died in battle, including two who knew the way. Blood flowed down the slit of the fairy mountain and dyed every inch of the land red.

In the last darkness before dawn, it rained heavily. Ning Chen stood in the heavy rain and let the rain and blood wet his clothes.

At this time, the surrounding world suddenly became quiet, even the sound of rain has been heard.

Ning Chen hands, blood along the sword constantly dripping, little red body rain water.

In the dark and quiet night, people can't see any light.

However, Ning Chen is used to the darkness.

"After waiting so long, come out." Ning Chen opens his mouth and looks indifferent.

"Ninghou, good means."

In the void, a series of figures appeared to block out the sky and the sun. At the head, two extremely powerful old people came out. They were the two giants of butiange, Qingcang and Baili.

"BuTian pavilion?"

Ningchen divine sense swept the sky, everyone, calm way.

In the southeast, there is only butiange that can mobilize so many powerful forces.

"Knowing the reputation of Butian Pavilion, you'd better give up your hand to avoid suffering from skin and flesh." Qingcang walked out, looking at the white haired young man below, and said in a cold voice.

"After living for such a long time, there's nothing new about threatening people. If you don't mind, I'm tired."

Ning Chen raised his head, rain hit his face, so cold, straight through the heart.

Since we want to fight, let's fight.

Ning Chen's right hand shakes and scatters the rain on the immortal sword. He points his sword to the two people in the sky and says calmly, "come together."

"Arrogant young generation, kill!"

Qingcang's face sank and his figure swept out like thunder.

With one blow, the stone breaks the secret. Qingcang's figure comes to the bottom. On the fist, the black light lingers. With one blow, the rainy night is shocking.

The existence of the peak of Mingdao realm can become a dominator in the divine world. Qingcang has no mercy.

"As the peak of Mingdao, you are far worse than those guys."

Ning Chen light said a, suddenly a, block next Qing Cang offensive.

Those guys, with absolute strength, crushed him for a whole year. They still remember him.

When the strong fight, heaven and earth move, in the void, there is no hesitation, at the same time move.

The short blade, like a dancing spirit in the night, cuts away the darkness and rubs ningchen's throat.

Ning Chen figure side, to avoid killing, and refers to block the short blade.

"Inch short inch risk, but inch long can also save strong."

Ning Chen shakes the short blade, turns his fingers into palms, holds the sword in parallel, and forcibly shakes them back.

Ten steps away, Qingcang and Baili, the two giants of mending the sky, looking at the people in front of them, look down.

Just a move, they can feel the strength of this Marquis Ning. It's true that this man's strength is really terrible.

They looked at each other, nodded gently, and disappeared at the same time.

With a short blade, you can make a trick and a heavy fist. You can make a quick, a deep, a strange and a right move. You can cooperate with each other without any flaw.

Boom!

The two figures arrive. Ning Chen blocks the heavy fist with his left hand and the sharp blade with his right hand. His speed and strength are not inferior.

One hit, two figures alternate again, opposite position, offensive again.

A left and a right, the figure quickly came, short blade, heavy fist crisscross, force to kill mercilessly.

Ning Chen mouth corner peeps out sneer, the figure is empty, disappear.

Two people look a shock, the moment of consternation, Ning Chen figure appears behind Qingcang, a sword wave cut, blood such as waterfall gushing.

"Qingcang

A hundred Li's mind was startled, and he immediately stepped forward to help Qingcang, and his figure swept out of the hundred Zhang.

It's an amazing sight. Qingcang's back is full of blood and water, and the keel is broken. It's a heavy injury.

There is no sign of the situation, no one knows what happened, always with tacit understanding of the two people, just a few moves, they were defeated.

"Roll of the earth!"

A hundred feet away, Ning Chen's immortal sword enters the earth. Suddenly, thousands of swords flow out of the air from under the earth and chop them.Baili's face changed again. He dragged Qingcang's body into the sword rain. In the twinkling of an eye, his body turned red several times.

Constrained for a moment, the figure in plain clothes had been swept again. He raised his hand and clasped his throat and pressed it on the ground.

With a heavy blow, Qingcang's body was shaken for several feet, and a hundred days later, his back hit the earth heavily, and his internal organs were greatly impacted.

"Eh!"

In the mouth, blood splashed out, and the internal organs were injured, all of them were displaced.

Torrential rain, constantly scouring the earth, blood along the rain, dyed red around the earth.

"You lost again!"

Ning Chen's empty eyes looked at the night and whispered.