The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The first prison of darkness, hell prison, one of the four kings of darkness, is the God of death. For more than 100000 years, it has been waiting for the recovery of the Lord of darkness.

With the arrival of the great calamity of heaven and earth, the dark forces in the world are rising rapidly, and the Lord of darkness is recovering faster and faster, and it's time to go out.

In the deepest part of the darkness, the Lord of darkness, who was badly damaged by the immortal sword array, turns into a black cocoon, devouring the dark power generated in the world day after day, and repairing himself.

The light is suppressed, the era of darkness is coming, and there is no one to stop a three world catastrophe.

The breath of the Lord of darkness has gradually surpassed the strong of the monarch level. In this era when the monarch does not appear, who can resist the darkness.

In the first prison, the hell prison, the book of heaven of fortune starts to dispel the dark atmosphere in Ning Chen's body.

Ning Chen wakes up and gets up from the dark.

Not far away, in the cage filled with darkness, Xia Ziyi and Luo Fei were sealed by the darkness and never woke up.

Ning Chen comes forward and looks at the two people trapped in the dark with a dignified look.

At the next moment, the book of heaven was revealed and the silver light was blazing, gradually dispelling the dark atmosphere in the prison.

Ning Chen raises a hand, detains two people, dare not stay, want to prepare to leave.

"Save me!"

At this time, in the black air, one hoarse voice after another sounded, as if years had eroded the throat, even the pronunciation was so difficult.

Ning Chen hears it, stops and looks through the darkness at the source of the sound.

But deep in the black prison, one powerful figure after another is trapped. For endless years, they have been tortured.

However, even so, Ning Chen can still feel the terrible breath from these people.

"Help me, I'll help you get out of here!"

Among the powerful gods and demons, a thin old man spoke and said in a deep voice.

"Save me! I promise you the position of the supreme one in the world

Not far away, a woman also opened her mouth. Although she was a lot older, she could still see the beauty of the past.

An extremely powerful being, even in the whole three realms, is really the most powerful one. However, now all of them are confined here by the darkness, suffering day and night.

All the people in the dark are too old to know how many years they have been trapped in the dark. They are all dry and almost exhausted.

Ning Chen saw a kind of terror from these people. If he didn't wake up, after endless years, would he become the same as these people and be swallowed up by the darkness.

"He can't save you!"

At this time, over the hell prison, the black airflow converged madly, and the death abyss appeared.

The most beautiful woman, holding a huge scythe of death, is one of the four kings of darkness. She is very powerful and despairing.

Below, people see the person, face show fear, shiver.

The God of death raised his hand and smashed all the gods and Demons directly with his powerful hand. The famous three realms even had no chance to resist in front of the God of death.

Ning Chen's mind was shocked, and he didn't dare to stay any longer. The Phoenix Fire filled his whole body. The Phoenix wings spread out and flew out of the hell prison.

"Moth, also want to fly out of the dark, go to the light?"

In the void, the death sickle in the hand of the abyss crossed, and a huge black crack appeared between heaven and earth, blocking the way ahead.

The black space crack, the dark breath gushes wildly, just like the abyss, devours everything.

The road ahead is blocked, Ning Chen immediately changes direction and flies to the other side.

"The dark abyss, a mere Phoenix, should also waste so much of your strength?"

At this time, in front of the void, the black air current is turbulent, a breath is no less than death's terrible existence out, blocking Ning Chen's way forward.

The God of pestilence appeared and directly reached out and grasped the Phoenix wings behind Ning Chen, tearing them apart.

The flying plume of fire disappeared in the dark. Ning Chen snorted and stepped back.

A phoenix wing was torn off, Ning Chen back, blood dripping, dyed red plain clothes.

"Plague, you've crossed the line!"

On the void, the abyss opened his mouth. His beautiful face flashed a touch of coldness and opened his mouth.

"Your progress is too slow. The host is impatient. I'll help you." Pestilence light way.

When the abyss heard the words, he was unmoved. He said in a cold voice, "I am the master of the hell prison. No one can interfere. God of plague, don't bother me!"

"Oh."

The God of pestilence sneered and looked at the broken wing Phoenix in front of him. He said faintly, "this Phoenix has a disgusting smell. Mingyuan, catch him. I think the master will like it."

With that, the God of plague raised his hand, and the dark atmosphere spread. Where he passed, even heaven and earth were corroded.

Seeing this, Ning Chen steps back again.

Unexpectedly, in the void, the abyss moves and appears behind Ning Chen. The scythe of death passes by and forces him mercilessly.

Extremely fast speed, without any signs, death sickle across the void, time seems to stop at this moment.Boom!

Death forced, crisis moment, Ning Chen look back, a sword to meet, block down forced to kill.

At the same time, the power of pestilence spread to Ning Chen's left arm.

Amazing scene, ningchen left arm from the fingers began to corrode, blink of an eye, has swallowed up half of the arm.

Ning Chen is shocked, for a short time, he returns to his mind. Without any hesitation, he cuts off his left arm with a sword.

The blood is spilled, and the black hell is dyed red. The demons around Ning Chen are surging. The immortal demons recover and quickly repair the injury.

Broken body reborn, immortal body reappearance amazing.

In the void, the two dark kings did not look surprised. In their eyes, there was nothing to be surprised at.

Seeing the young man's body broken and reborn in front of him, the body shape of the abyss comes back to Ning Chen again, which is incredibly fast.

The power of the dark, there are too many unknown, Ning Chen at the same time on the dark four days of the king of two, fall into the downwind, between life and death.

In the hell prison, two terrible dark kings join hands, and Ning Chen, who is already in a disadvantage, is more dangerous.

God of death, God of pestilence, body shape like electricity, God of death sickle, God of pestilence power crisscross, forcing Ning Chen step by step back.

Blood, dyed red plain clothes, even with the dark fight several times, in the face of the dark world, Ning Chen is still difficult to get the upper hand.

The restraint of the attribute suppresses the power of Ning Chen to the greatest extent. Today, the light is withering, and the darkness is almost irresistible.

With a thumping hand, the dark power comes out of the body, and Ning Chen's figure flies out of the hundred feet, and his heart turns red.

The body shape is not falling, on the void, the death scythe cuts down subsequently, the formidable strength, startles the heaven and earth to cry the ghost God.

Boom!

A dramatic shock, Ning Chen legs into the ground, the right arm blood pool dripping, injury plus injury.

The God of pestilence came forward, looked at the young man in front of him, and said with a smile, "how can the Phoenix, whose wings are torn apart, soar nine days?"

When the words fell, the God of plague raised his hand and penetrated directly into the chest of the former.

The most desperate scene, the three strongest Zhiming, in the face of the dark king, total defeat.

The light is gone, and the end is coming.