The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Starry sky, a broken continent floating, the mainland, Zhiming coma, stained with blood.

In the front, the long silk of the Magic Butterfly spreads, and it's bound to be on the broken continent, pulling the northern fairyland forward with its own strength.

The vast starry sky, Magic Butterfly forward, toward the purple Osmunda field.

I don't know how long later, the sky, thunder, heaven and earth split a huge crack.

In the crack, the dark atmosphere is diffuse, and the dark figures come out. The strong atmosphere is shocking.

The situation is critical.

The butterflies in the flowers are seen, and the evil spirit is surging all over the sky. In the crisscross sleeves, the flowers are buried.

More than ten strong dark men came down from the sky and joined hands to kill Magic Butterfly.

The butterfly in the flower makes a move. It's the light of the sword. It's very evil.

Amazing sword power, directly cut open the stars, to block the dark.

Rumbling and shaking, resounding through the starry sky, the God of sword reappeared. He was able to do amazing things without bowing to the darkness.

Twelve strong men in the dark are disillusioned and wandering in the light of the sword without any injury.

Darkness and light conquer each other. In the face of the God of sword, the strong of darkness also maintain absolute strength and join hands to block all the life paths of Magic Butterfly.

It's hard to hurt the body of the twelve people by cutting off the black Qi.

The immeasurable dark power is different from the origin of gods and demons, and also different from the real Qi in the world. The unknown power brings great pressure to the butterflies in the flowers.

Fighting several moves, Magic Butterfly dyed red, a blue dress Qinchu a little blood, dazzling abnormal.

In the face of darkness, the invincible God of swords also suffered a lot.

It is not the lack of strength or the inferior state, but the restraint of strength that makes the strong in the bright world be controlled by others everywhere.

On the mainland of the northern fairyland, Ning Chen's sword breath is surging all over his body. Even though he is in a coma, his fighting spirit is still unabated.

The crisscross meaning of the sword turns into the sword of cutting the sky, breaking through the air.

On the starry sky, a sword light passes by and cuts to the dark strong.

Twelve strong dark people have a feeling, and their figures are moving to avoid the fierce sword Qi.

At the moment when the dark one is retreated, the butterfly in the flower seizes the opportunity and bursts into a demon yuan. He is engrossed in the tears of burying the flower, cutting the sky and shaking the earth.

The nearest strong dark man could not avoid it. With a look of condensation, he raised his hand to block the front of burying flowers.

"Boom!"

The terrible shock broke out, and the flower burying knife cut open the body of the dark strong, bringing out a waterfall of poignant scarlet.

The dark one was injured, and the other 11 people were filled with dark air to help the former repair the injury.

The twelve strong dark men who practice together with their lives share their lives. They are both prosperous and harmful.

After a few short breath, the twelve dark giants returned to their peak state again. They seemed to be unhurt.

The butterfly in the flower looks down.

Trouble!

She knew too much about the dark forces to know how to deal with these monsters.

On the mainland of the northern fairy kingdom, the dazed Zhiming is surrounded by the glass colored flame of chaos, helping the Magic Butterfly and resisting the dark strong.

"Rest in peace, and they will give it to me!"

Knowing that Ning Chen's body can't bear the heavy burden, the butterfly in the flower looks back at the figure on the land of the northern fairyland behind and says in a deep voice.

Finish saying, the butterfly in the flower blood color demon flame is blazing up, take the blood gas as lead, crazy burning a body demon yuan.

Although she did not know how to deal with these monsters, she believed that as long as she was strong enough, she could kill them.

The devil yuan burns, the blood flame is dazzling, and the butterfly in the flower shows the amazing cultivation of the strong one, who wants to kill the dark with absolute power.

During the war, the twelve dark strongmen felt the amazing pressure on the Magic Butterfly in front of them. They looked at each other, moved and merged one after another.

In a twinkling of an eye, the atmosphere of darkness broke out all over the sky. Twelve dark warriors merged into one. In their hands, a black halberd appeared, and their power was amazing.

In a twinkling, the dark one moves, the black halberd falls, and the power cuts mountains and seas.

When the darkness comes, the butterflies in the flowers will not dodge. The tears of burying flowers will meet them, and the black halberds will be hard blocked.

The terrible sound of collision rings out, the evil spirit, the dark breath impact, the scarlet glare, makes people shudder.

With the impact of power, the butterfly's mouth in the flower overflows with blood, and the hand holding the knife is also dyed vermilion.

Oppressed by the darkness of the world, not only Ning Chen, but also the butterfly in the flower can't exert all his power and is restricted everywhere.

"Butterfly dance, Qingping!"

The situation is unfavorable. The sword appears in the sword. The butterfly in the flower reaches out his hand to pull out the white blade in the flower. The two swords are joined, and the light of the two swords crisscross.

The dark one waves his halberd to disperse the Qi of the sword. With one palm of his hand, the black air diffuses, and the surrounding starry sky immediately turns dark.

Even the stars can not fly out of the dark, like a black hole, devouring the light together.

It's amazing. It's overwhelming. It's ruthless.

At the moment of crisis, in the distance, a sword of the original heart breaks through the air and suddenly blocks the hand of darkness.The astonishing change, flower butterfly face show shock.

It's aman's sword. How can it be?

In the distance, a flash of light came, and aman appeared in front of him.

Although the woman holding the sword has a sharp blade in her hand, her breath is still not stained with the dust of the world.

A pure and flawless woman is like a white lotus in the cold winter.

In the rear, huazhongdie looks at aman in front, and the shock in his heart is hard to suppress for a long time.

What she was shocked by was not why aman appeared here, but how could aman be able to block the lower hand?

It's absolutely impossible for aman's cultivation to stop that hand.

Between the butterfly in the flower and the dark one, aman looked back at Ning Chen on the northern fairy land and said in a soft voice, "elder martial sister butterfly, is he OK?"

"No life is in danger."

The butterfly in the flower opens his mouth and says, "he has the origin of the immortal tree to protect his body. He will be cured soon."

After hearing the speech, aman nodded his head and let go.

In front of him, the dark one frowned at the woman who appeared in the war.

It's strange that this human woman's cultivation is not so terrible. Why did she just take his hand so easily.

With doubts in his heart, the dark strong man's body is filled with black air, and his whole work converges. He decides to try again.

The black long halberd sounds, and a halberd light running through the heaven and the earth goes straight to the Ninth Heaven, cutting down the sky.

The dark strong forces him to move. The blue sword in his hand is shining like autumn water, illuminating the world.

At the same time, the black halberd light fell, and the mighty dark power shocked the nine gods and demons.

Dark pressure, sword light, halberd light impact, all over the dark atmosphere crazy shock.

Then, it broke through.

"Eh!"

The light of sword cuts off the long halberd of darkness, and a bend of Shenque passes by. The strong one of darkness shakes his body. On his neck, a ring of unhealed sword marks cuts life and death.

Unbelievable, the dark strong kneel down, head down, a body of vitality quickly dispersed.

For the first time since dark and light fought, light won.