The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Heaven, who listen to the moon, control the thunder of the saints fight, speed and breaking fast power of the competition, fight years collapse.

Thunder is extremely fast and incredibly fast. In the face of the amazing speed and destructive power, fan Lingyue does not give in at all. He confronts each other and competes with it with speed and destructive power.

When the saints of heaven thought that they were equal, a shocking collision broke out in the war situation, and white forgetting machine's right arm spattered with blood.

After being injured for the first time, Bai forgets the opportunity to take a hundred steps away. Looking at the sword wound on his right arm, he looks cold.

"For 100000 years, saint of the world, you are the first one to hurt this seat."

Bai forgets the machine coldly to say a, in the hand the folding fan once waved, suddenly, thunder all over the sky, turn into the huge strange beast, crazy toward the front devour and go.

All the people who listen to the moon are indifferent. They walk around to avoid the strange animals. They shine on their eyes and then sweep to the front of Bai forget's body again.

The net industry is too early to wave, the moon is white and bright, and it is cut down.

Bai forgetting machine's face sank. He opened the folding fan in his hand and blocked the power of the sword.

Strong impact swing open, war situation, heaven and earth instantaneously nihility, difficult to bear this terrible destructive force.

In the holy land of cultivation, all moves have become so pale. Only the most original law of confrontation can win life and defeat death.

The sage who controls the thunder has surpassed most of the natural sages in fighting power and is infinitely close to the realm of Hades and the eight heavenly gods. However, in the face of the reincarnation of a hundred generations, fan Lingyue is still hard to gain the upper hand.

Boom!

During the war, Jingye Taichu and the thunder fan fought each other continuously, and wave after wave of aftereffects spread to the whole world.

In the immortal realm, the saints are watching the battle in the sky, and their looks are more and more shocking.

It's too strong. The fighting power of these two men has surpassed that of saints.

"The first person in China is really terrible."

In front of the saints, mu qianshang looked at the sky and said, "no wonder Zhiming's evaluation of her is so high. Now when I see it with my own eyes, I know Zhiming's evaluation is absolutely true."

"It's not easy for a woman who can make that guy suffer losses many times."

Xiaoyue opened her mouth and said with a smile, "you and I should know the character of Zhiming Hou, but this woman is convinced by Zhiming Hou. We can see how much loss Zhiming suffered in this woman's hands."

On one side, lime quietly looked at the sky, did not speak.

Only those who really know the strength of Lingyue can realize the horror of this woman. At the beginning, if it had not been for the end of her life, Daxia would have died.

Now that the moon is reborn, we should be glad that this time, the moon is no longer the enemy.

Boom!

When all the saints in the world sigh with emotion, the impact of terror breaks out again in the void. In the war, Bai forgetting opportunity is shaken back again, and his mouth is red.

On the other side, on the sword of fan Lingyue's hand, the blood drips down, dazzling.

In an amazing war, the sage who controlled the thunder gradually fell into the downwind and lost.

Outside the war situation, the master of ink and the master of darkness look at each other and no longer choose to wait and see. Shengyuan is ready to move.

In the immortal realm, the saints in the world have a sense of killing on their faces.

In front of all the saints, the female Buddha steps to the sky of the immortal realm.

"Your opponent is me."

During the conversation, the evil spirit of the female master is surging, and the magic Scripture of Jiuyou swallowing heaven reappears. The evil spirit of the world comes back to one, and the waves sweep nine days.

The demon lord and the Lord of the dark look down. The amazing evil spirit reminds them of the supreme Hades.

"Lady, you don't have to do it."

At this time, in the war situation, every one who listens to the moon opens his mouth, and the net industry in his hand is just passing by. The surging and incomparable white light of the moon spreads out, and the power is earth shaking.

"Sin of heaven!"

As a result, the power of Jingye's cutting Tao spread rapidly, swallowing the sky and destroying the earth.

Inside and outside the war situation, a congenital sage felt the powerful pressure and changed his face.

All over the sky, the moon is dazzling. In the center of the moon, all the people who listen to the moon soar up in the sky, and the green silk flies, just like the goddess of Taichu. The breath of terror is chilling.

"Retreat, or die."

The cold and heartless warning and threat made no secret. Fan Lingyue looked at the twelve sages in front of him, and his breath reached the limit.

In the war situation, Bai forgets the machine to hum coldly, the figure passes by, again moves.

Boom!

See thunder, moonlight impact, a waterfall of blood splashing, white forget the body shadow was directly shock fly out, blood blue sky.

In the void, eleven sages, including the Dark Lord and the ink Lord, looked at each other and did not dare to stay.

"Back up!"

With a command, all saints retreat, and in the dazzling golden light, all saints disappear one after another.

In the immortal realm, all those who listen to the moon and look at the retreating saints don't catch up, and their breath gradually converges.

In the immortal realm, the sages in the world were relieved and finally retreated."Go back and continue to bless the immortal realm." All listen to the moon from the sky, calm way.

The saints in the world nodded and left.

When the saints leave, a touch of blood drips down silently at the corner of the moon's mouth, which is so dazzling.

In the face of the most powerful congenital sage, as strong as listening to the moon, also suffered a lot of injuries.

"Why be brave?" Lime comes forward and whispers.

"Liwei."

Fan Lingyue said calmly, "the growth of the immortal Kingdom still needs time, and can't stand the endless invasion of these congenital sages."

"Thank you so much." The lime sighed softly.

"No problem, just take a few days off."

Fan Lingyue looked at the world and said, "I can feel that his strength is constantly improving. Maybe soon, he will be able to call out the Third Avenue bridge."

Ten li maple forest, Ning Chen looked up, looked at the sky, seemed to feel the eyes from the immortal domain, his face showed a smile.

Fortunately, with her, he could leave Xianyu at ease.

"Dad, hurry up."

In front, the ghost turned around and urged, "it's time to sweep the empress's grave."

"All right, I'll come."

Ning Chen came back and stepped forward.

In front of the tomb, two figures, one large and the other small, carefully cleaned the dust for the tomb of the eldest grandson. For a hundred years, they have never stopped.

The epitome of time, in a twinkling of an eye, thousands of years passed, thousands of years on earth, so long, thousands of years, enough to change everything.

The immortal summer, after thousands of years, began to go downhill. Generation after generation of marquis Wu's bloody battles, still could not change this immortal Dynasty's rapid decline.

The powerful countries from the north and the West joined hands to set foot in the territory of Daxia, which was devastated everywhere.

The fire of war has burned every inch of the territory of Daxia, and the immortal Daxia has finally come to its end.

And in the ten mile maple forest, Ning Chen and ghosts have never come out of the maple forest, and they don't interfere in human affairs.

There is no absolute immortality in the world. It is a miracle that Daxia can continue to this day.

Finally, the cavalry from the North forced to the imperial city of Daxia.