The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Above the sky, Zhiming and fan Lingyue talk with the sage in the sky, and then stop talking about peace.

Under the road, the sky is above, and the sage in the sky has made Ning Chen experience the horror of the sage with absolute strength.

However, the sage of the sky himself admitted that he was not the most powerful sage.

In addition to the fallen gods, there are also great sages in the world who are more powerful than those who control the space.

At the end of the eastern continent, above the sea, Ning Chen and fan Lingyue return. After waiting for many days, the two of them are relieved to see their return safely.

"Just come back."

With a gentle smile on her face, she said, "take a break."

"Well."

Ning Chen lightly nods, way, "really some tired."

Seven color temple, has been quietly playing chess ink master looking at the body in front of the chessboard, eyes flash color.

"What's the matter?"

The golden sage asked.

"Doom."

The ink master replied.

Hearing the words, the golden sage was puzzled and said, "what's the robbery?"

"It's a disaster." The ink master responded.

"The great calamity of heaven and earth?"

The golden sage frowned and said, "what's the matter with us?"

"I mean, the real disaster of heaven and earth." Ink is the main voice.

The golden sage looked shocked and said, "including us."

"Well."

Master Mo nodded and said.

"Why, because of the Phoenix?"

The golden sage said, "with his strength, it's not enough for us to be so afraid."

"I can't see it for the moment."

The ink master's face coagulated and said, "white lotus, hasn't she come back yet?"

"He went to the sky and has not come back yet." The golden sage replied.

However, as the words fell, the ink master and the golden sage all changed their looks and looked into the distance.

This breath is white lotus!

Something happened to Bailian!

But in the void, the figure of the white lotus sage fell from the sky and fell on the earth.

In the void, a bridge of great roads collapses to pieces and dissipates between heaven and earth.

After Qingshui sage, the second sage died in battle.

Sea area, Ning Chen and all listen to the month also feel this amazing variable, look is a condensation.

Some saints have fallen!

"Who is it?"

In the colorful temple, the golden sage asked in a deep voice.

"The devil

The ink master looked at the distant sky and said, "the real devil."

"The devil?"

The golden sage said with a heavy look, "the underworld is dead. Where is the devil in the world?"

The ink master didn't say much. He threw the pieces in his hand. Suddenly, the black streamer flew to the colorful temple and swept away.

In the twinkling of an eye, thousands of miles away, the chess pieces collided with the magic Qi all over the sky. It was just a moment of stalemate. The sunspots broke and disappeared.

Seven color temple, ink master get up, one step between, walk to the temple.

Did he come back?

In the rear, the golden sage stepped out of the temple, looking at the void with a dignified look.

At that time, they clearly witnessed the fall of Hades.

Thousands of miles away, in the void, the evil spirit is turbulent, heterogeneous and powerful.

Twelve sin wings block out the sun, even the sun can not warm the cold heart.

In the turbulent evil spirit, two figures stand in the air, one male and one female, equally powerful. After ten thousand years, their strength is beyond measure.

"Is that you?"

On the sea, Ning Chen's eyes look at the sky and whispers.

At the same time, on the seventh heaven, the eighth heaven, the God opens his eyes, looks at the seventh heaven, and his eyes narrow slightly.

Pluto, are you still alive?

The seventh heaven, the fall of the white lotus sage, shocked the world.

In the early Taichu era, the underworld destroyed one avenue. Ten thousand years ago, it was said that the underworld and the sword of the world had a battle, so the Second Avenue was destroyed. In the end, the underworld and Prince Yan fell together, and there was one less Avenue in the world.

Now, Qingshui and Bailian have been killed in battle, and the road is incomplete and more serious.

In the human world, after the great sages fall one after another, heaven and earth change dramatically because of the fall of the great sages. However, although the saints fall, the Tao does not die, and the changes of heaven and earth gradually subside with the passage of time.

Above the immortal realm, the cultivation of the heaven gods in the world is rising day by day, and the strongest one has already stepped into the sovereign realm.

After the great calamity, there will be the utmost prosperity, because the saints fall one after another, and the aura of heaven and earth gradually returns to the beginning. The strong men in the world emerge like mushrooms after a spring rain, and human beings are no longer as harsh as before when they enter the realm of heaven.

However, even though some of the heavenly masters in the world have entered the realm of monarchy, no one can take the last step to reach the realm of creation like the great sage.The realm of creation, between mortals and the road, is an eternal natural chasm, which no one has been able to really cross since the beginning of the Taichu era.

Even if the legend of the sword died with the underworld, it is only a short time to step into the realm of saints, not really stay in it.

Seven heaven, seven color temple, white lotus Saint died shortly after the war, the evil spirit diffused, the terror of the pressure, shocking.

Following the trace of the chess pieces, the magic power comes down on the territory, and the terrible evil Qi covers all the figures.

"Here we are."

In the seven color temple, the ink master's eyes are slightly heavy, and the way is clear.

On one side, the golden light of the sage rises and prepares to meet the enemy.

The next moment, above the colorful temple, under the magic pressure, in the magic gas, two figures are swept out, the speed is shocking.

Without saying a word, he killed the two sages in an instant.

The two people, who are full of evil spirit, can't even see their faces clearly. However, even the saints feel threatened by the amazing pressure.

The master of ink and the sage of golden light made a killing move, and the earth under him collapsed.

Fight quickly. If you can't see the battle clearly, all the world will be destroyed.

In front of the golden light sage, a slender hand was stretched out, and the power of fighting against the sky was incomparable.

Close to the murderer, the golden sage raised his hand to block the move. With a dull hum, his figure flew out a hundred feet.

Similarly, not far away, the master of ink is also fighting against the powerful demons, and the defeat is obvious.

Rumbling and shaking, resounding through nine days and ten places, the shocking World War I shocked all parties.

No one knows who the person is. It's like an amazing strong man who appears out of thin air. Even a saint can't match him.

Half a day later, the war stopped, the whole colorful temple was destroyed, and the trace of Mo Zhu and Jin Guang Saint disappeared.

"Is it over?"

At the end of the eastern world, on the sea, Ning Chen, who had been watching the battle, flashed in his eyes and whispered softly.

On one side, the white light of the moon gathered, and all the people listening to the moon walked out and said calmly, "is it him?"

"I hope not." Ning Chen says softly.

The evil spirit, cold and powerful, was chilling, not the result he wanted to see.

Now, he seems to understand why the Lord of the eastern fairyland didn't want to take this last step.