The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Deep in the river of stars, the flames of war, the war between gods and demons, the supreme intervention, the situation of Jiuyou demon emperor immediately fell into danger.

At the critical moment, he reached the battlefield and stopped Taishang.

I knew each other when I was young, but now my sword is opposite. My sword is crying bitterly, and my heart is more painful.

The immortal sword and the divine sword keep fighting. Ning Chen's face doesn't change at all. The sword is already full of laments.

Although Ning Chen tries his best to cover up the change of his mood, the voice on the sword reveals the helplessness of the swordsman.

The fate of the play, never-ending, from a young admiration, efforts to chase, efforts to recover, after all, the enemy can not be merciless fate.

Incarnate in Taishang, dusk into snow eyes can no longer see any human feelings, sword edge, a scene of dazzling cold light.

In the war, the Phoenix Fire is blazing, but it can't warm the heart of the cold, Ning Chen horizontal sword, a long drink, sword light nine sky.

No more mercy, Ning Chen burst out a peerless foundation, evil spirit full of eyes, sword on the yellow spring now.

The master and apprentice work together, one is to block the divine power, the other is to fight against the Supreme Master. How can we be merciful for the past when we can't afford to lose the first battle.

The Supreme Master's move is full of darkness and turbulent undercurrent. He became famous in ancient times and was frightened by the Buddha.

Under the pressure of the forbidden move, Ning Chen's sword turns around, and ten thousand swords flow out in a torrent. The peerless sword is powerful and meets the supreme sword.

When the two moves collide, the sky is startled to change. The magic sword and the immortal sword fight each other. When the front of the sword contacts, the heart of the sword is no longer felt.

Cold, completely cold, can not find the slightest bit of warmth in the past, such as Qingsi dusk into snow, Qingsi into snow, the beauty has passed away.

As close as you can, you can't see each other's shadow in your eyes. The magic weapons on the two hands crisscross, fast and fast.

Xingzhijuan and Fenghuang are extremely fast. Now they are fighting head-on, fast or fast. They can't even keep up with the time.

Fast move confrontation, gradually, two people around, everything seems to slow down, flowers do not smell, birds do not know.

Beyond the boundaries of the world's power, not clear, the road is not clear, the two powerful, in the fight, but also rapid growth.

Not far away, Jiuyou is fighting against the gods, and the fighting is also white hot. The devil's blood is dyed all over his body, and every drop of the devil's blood turns into a devil's flame to burn, so as to bless the devil's power.

Xuanjiejiu has changed into a black long gun. It is full of evil Qi. Every time it is wielded, it will draw an amazing bloodstain on the void. It is the first time to see the magic power.

The time of destiny is getting closer and closer, and Jiuyou's body is shaking more and more violently. It seems that he will break away from the world and reach a higher level at any time.

The way of heaven is the extreme of the way. No matter how high the realm is, the only way is to transform the way.

It's impossible to turn the body into the Tao.

Star space, omnipresent God will control the power of the big world, suppress the demons, thunder, fire.

The fear of shocking the world, the limit beyond the limit, can not be described in words of the World War I, has already exceeded the practitioners' understanding.

The battle among the four became more and more fierce, and the stars were destroyed one after another. Even the stars seemed so fragile.

The ancient sword of the Supreme Court crosses the ancient and modern times. When one sword passes, the power of the sword will add up to one point.

In an instant, the power of the sword was several times higher than before. Ning Chen wielded his sword to block the power of the sword. The power of terror came and he slipped out of the body.

A hundred feet away, Ning Chen forcibly stabilized his figure. In the twinkling of an eye, the supreme sword came to him again.

The ruthless sword is the key. How can the supreme sword be merciful.

"Eh!"

A sword into the body, fresh blood stained sword, Ning Chen mouth stuffy hum, left hand directly grasp the supreme sword, eyes looking at the white haired woman in front of her eyes, eyes of sadness can no longer hide.

No more words, more words is useless, Ning Chen waved the sword in his hand, directly cut down.

The light of the sword is dazzling. Although there is a invitation, the sword is not tolerant.

The magic sword is restricted, and the cold look of dusk Chengxue doesn't change at all. He points to ningjian and Keng down Zhuxian sword.

The Supreme Master forgets his love and is famous in ancient times. Even if it is not inferior to the book of heaven, now dushengxue incarnates in the Supreme Master. The Supreme Master's power is boundless and powerful. Vaguely, it is the best way to suppress Zhiming.

In the distance, xuanjiuyou faces the highest god in the six day world, and the battle is at a disadvantage. Although the magic power is shocked, the magic power is endless.

The master and the apprentice are in danger together. It's fate. It's hard to go against.

Unwilling to be manipulated by the will of heaven, Ning Chen paddles the sword with his left hand, and the blood flows out.

The blood stained sword is dazzling. The blood light on the sword lights up the war situation.

"There are wheels in life, wheels in death, and cycles in life and death."

At the foot of ningchen, the black-and-white Taiji map is displayed, and the breath of gods and demons is flowing, just like the king of God is born, shaking the earth.

The winding Taiji chart slowly rises into the sky, with a steady stream of strength. Ning Chen's body moves in front of the dusk snow body.

"Forget your love, the way of seven Jue!"

When the strong enemy comes, the snow at dusk reappears the forbidden form. Seven illusory shadows appear all over the body. Seven generations reincarnate and die out.

Seven generations of combined moves, a sword wave cut, destroy the sky and the earth.Ten Zhang distance, two people move collision, taishangzhan gods and demons, black and white Taiji map collapse.

"Eh!"

A dull hum, blood dyed blue sky, Ning Chen body in front of, terrible sword mark appear, white bone looms.

In front of her, the woman with white hair is walking forward, and her merciless eyes don't change at all.

In the distant war situation, xuanjiuyou feels that his disciples' life is in danger, and his blood is burning wildly. Jiuyou's fighting method breaks through the limit.

Twenty times the attack, the whole world collapsed, and a black spear burst out of the air, cutting to the distant Supreme Court.

In a moment of distraction, the will of the gods was suppressed, and the whole body of Xuan Jiuyou reappeared a terrible crack, and the body became more and more unstable.

On the starry sky, the black spear is pressed down, and it's thousands of miles long. As soon as the dusk becomes snow, the eyes sink, and the foundation is pushed to the limit, so it's hard to stop.

Magic power moves the world, unmatched, dusk into snow, mouth corner stand now vermilion, dyed red white.

"Master, I'll do it!"

In the war situation, Ning Chen presses down the internal injury and opens his mouth.

"You have to remember, she's too good."

Xuanjiuyou only said one word, and then he didn't say much. Although emotion is valuable, he can't bury his reason.

In the distance, Ning Chen was silent and nodded.

Killing immortals in this world is full of evil spirit. Killing immortals and killing immortals appear together, and Ning Chen's breath rises again.

No mercy. Ning Chen's silver light rises all over his body. He sets foot in the divine realm and gathers all his talents.

The majestic sword pressure is like a surge, like a torrent. The sword of knowing one's fate is no longer affected by emotion.

Ten Zhang away, dusk into snow raised his hand to wipe off the corner of his mouth blood, cold eyes looking at the man in front of him, eyes gradually kill.

"Ding Ling Ling."

At this time, at the end of the starry sky, the ghost filled the air. The corpse of sanzun dragon pulled the fairy sedan chair quickly. In the fairy sedan chair, Yan Jun's head was covered with red, which covered his charming face.

In the war, ningchen and dusk Chengxue feel the breath of death in the distance, and their faces are all changed.

"Hell

Dusk into snow, eyes in the explosion of murder, cold voice.