The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Heaven, the sage falls, the God is shocked.

Qingshui and Bailian died in battle one after another, and Jinguang and Mozhu disappeared later. Heaven and all saints were in a panic.

The devil, who came from nowhere, killed all the saints and caused the drastic change of heaven and earth.

The fall of saints is a major event in the whole world. Both human beings and gods are shocked by this event.

In the world, although the starry sky is incomplete, the brilliance of human practitioners has reached the acme, which is comparable to the mythical age of the early days.

The fall of sages has resulted in the incompleteness of the road to heaven and earth, but it has also given human beings the opportunity to achieve the road.

"Master, sister lime, when will you be back?"

In the immortal realm, yin'er sits on the stone steps in front of the immortal hall. Her eyes are full of missing and whispering.

For thousands of years, yin'er's cultivation has become more and more powerful and has become the most powerful person in the world.

As a descendant of Tianyu, he also has the talent of Fengyuan and Yiner. Even in the age of mythology, he has reached the realm of monarchy.

"Miss your master again?"

At this time, a beautiful shadow came forward and said.

"Lady."

The sound son sees to come person, immediately rise, respectful way.

With a smile on her face, she patted the girl's head in front of her and said, "if you want him, practice hard. When you are stronger, I will take you to heaven to find him."

"Really?" Yiner is surprised.

"Well."

The woman often nodded slightly and said with a smile, "so, you should practice well."

"I see."

Yin'er nods hard and answers.

At the same time, in the northern part of the immortal realm, the white water of Heishan is revealed, and in the landscape ink realm, those who use the ink white sword learn to use it, and the edge of the sword is dazzling.

In the distance of the sword field, a purple figure stood still on the peak, with stars in his hand. Then, a blue arrow burst out of the sky, and its power was earth shaking.

Thousands of miles apart, an arrow startles God, and the boundless arrow will destroy everything along the way, just before thousands of miles.

In the landscape sword realm, people with ink and white swords have a feeling. Looking back at a sword, they cut the arrow.

Sword meaning, arrow meaning, extremely martial confrontation, heaven and earth suddenly change color.

Rumbling vibration, resounding immortal domain, aftershocks, continue to spread out around.

In the East, in front of the temple of immortals, women often feel the aftershocks from afar, but they are not surprised. They wave their hands to disperse the aftershocks.

The progress of these two men's cultivation is faster and faster.

All parties in the immortal realm, the overhaul practitioners in the world devote themselves to cultivation, only to reach the top of martial arts.

So far, cultivation has become a habit, a kind of persistence, not just for longevity.

"Do you want to go to heaven and have a look?" The setting star opens his mouth and calms down.

"Well."

Mu Qian Shang nodded and said, "one day, I will go up and have a look."

On the sky, at the end of the Oriental world, on the sea, there are huge waves.

In the waves, a figure in plain clothes stands in the air, surrounded by chaos and water.

After swallowing the origin of Qingshui sage, Ning Chen's whole body cultivation improved again, and half stepped into the realm of creation.

Beyond the realm of monarchy, Ning Chen has become the most special existence in this world, powerful but not yet losing human nature.

With the passage of time, Ning Chen more and more understand why the immortal domain master did not take this last step.

The road is merciless, so is the sage.

When he touched the realm of creation, he could already feel the cold of the road.

He knew that if he took this last step, human nature would disappear completely and turn into a cold and merciless monster.

However, if we don't take this step, how can we kill all the saints.

"What are you hesitating about?"

Outside the stormy waves, fan Lingyue, dressed in a light blue dress, stepped forward. Where she passed, the waves under her body gradually subsided and asked.

In the shock, Ning Chen opened his eyes and said calmly, "since the cultivation, there are always some unwilling."

"I only know that you can't really kill all the saints without entering the realm of creation." All listen to the moon light way.

Ning Chen is silent for a long time. He sighs softly and doesn't hesitate any more. His eyes close again.

All of a sudden, in the rough sea, a strong breath spread constantly, trying to impact the legendary boundary between man and God and create the world.

Outside the waves, all listening to the moon standing still in the sea, looking at the distance, a touch of condensation color flashed.

Is it an illusion? She always feels that something terrible is going to happen.

In the northern world, a temple with endless existence, war broke out and the whole temple was destroyed overnight.

Inside the temple, the saint who controlled one side of the road fell, and the whole temple was stained with blood.

It can be called a terrifying sight. The Holy Blood spreads all over the sky, and half of the northern world is stained with blood red.

"Roar!"At this time, heaven and earth split, a huge beast appeared, the beast roared.

When the wild animals appear, they will directly devour the lower temple.

The wild animals that devoured the Holy Blood changed rapidly, and the astonishing pressure spread. Vaguely, there was a trace of monarchy.

At the same time, countless wild animals in the northern world transformed into the most terrifying monsters after devouring the holy blood.

All of a sudden, the northern world was in chaos and life was ruined.

"Feel it?"

At the end of the eastern world, on the sea, every one listens to the moon.

"Well."

In the shock, Ning Chen, who was trying his best to impact the creation, nodded and said, "another saint has fallen."

"They may have taken that step." All listen to the moon.

That evil spirit, cold and heartless, just like the feeling of all saints.

Ning Chen is silent and doesn't answer.

At the same time, in the destroyed seven color temple, the white robed Mo master walked out, looking at the northern world, his eyes narrowed.

"You are not dead!"

The breath of darkness spread, and the Lord of darkness appeared and spoke.

"It's a pity that the white lotus and the golden light."

Ink master light way, "how is your injury?"

"It's healed."

The Lord of darkness answered, "the one from the East, should be about to take the last step."

"In the twilight of the gods, from the beginning to the present, even the saints will face great calamity." The ink master opens his mouth and calms down.

"Will master Mo be afraid?" The Lord of darkness sneered.

"That's not true. I'm just curious about what kind of reaction the eight heaven will have." Mo Zhu looked at the sky and replied.

"God?"

The Lord of darkness said coldly, "it's not the first time I've heard you mention him. Is that God more powerful than Hades?"

"No

Mo Zhu said calmly, "in terms of force alone, as the first martial god in heaven, Hades is undoubtedly the strongest. However, the horror of God is not only about power."

"What do you mean?"

The Lord of darkness condenses.

"Of the 49 avenues, only the one in the eighth heaven can change everything, including life and death."

The ink master whispered, "because what he controls is the most unknown power in the world, time."