The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

At the end of the starry sky, on the barren primitive star, a bloody dusk of snow fell on the star and fell into a coma.

The bridge of the main road is cut off, and mu Chengxue's body is seriously injured. If it is not for the reincarnation of a hundred generations and the great progress of cultivation, I am afraid she will die.

However, even so, when the oil is exhausted and the lamp is withered, the vitality of the whole body is constantly leaking, and it is possible to fall at any time.

The bridge of the avenue is the foundation of a saint. Even if the immortal saint is destroyed, it will be hard to stop the fall.

I don't know how long later, on the barren primordial star, dusk Chengxue wakes up, reluctantly climbs up and staggers forward.

Blood stained white dress, so dazzling, once famous Taichu Taishang, life is coming to an end.

However, dusk into snow but refused to give up, hard to support the body, step by step, faltering forward.

Born together with heaven and earth, he became Tao at the very beginning and experienced the reincarnation of a hundred generations. The supreme power has far surpassed that of ordinary sages, and it is just like this that he has been able to support it up to now after being told to cut off the bridge of the avenue.

Time goes by day, the dusk becomes snow all over the body, the breath of life is more and more weak, behind, every inch of the earth is stained with blood.

Finally, at the end of the big star of life, when the dusk snow is about to be unable to support, a blood stained magic point platform appears.

The ancient and majestic magic order platform is thousands of miles away. Blood can be seen everywhere on the platform, and the residual breath is still very powerful.

The magic order platform, which has existed for endless years, is full of the cold and gloomy atmosphere of death. In the early Taichu era, there was an unknown divine battle.

The bloodstain on the counter was left by the original gods and demons.

Mu Chengxue, as the most powerful sage of forgetting love, once saw the existence of the order platform in the period of ignorance. Now, when she is dying, she comes to the holy land of gods and demons.

Chaos gods and demons are powerful beings that appear before saints. Among the 49 avenues, the real identities of Hades and the eight heavenly gods are chaos gods and demons. They are powerful and almost unmatched.

In front of the magic spot, dusk Chengxue is finally unable to support and fall down.

Blood flowed out and spread all around.

Just as the blood around the dusk snow spread to the magic order platform, the whole magic order platform suddenly revived. How powerful the saint's blood was, it activated the long silent magic order platform.

Gradually, on the magic order platform, the drum of war sounded, and spread all over the original star.

At the moment when the battle drum was singing and the world was shocked, the magic order platform revived, a saint, including Ning Chen, felt that his face was radiant.

What a powerful breath!

Boom!

The war drum sounded, and a earth shaking vibration filled the sky above the stars. The chaotic gods and Demons burst out with amazing power, constantly impacting the seals around them.

The holy city of Tianyue, which is transformed into a piece of golden soup, seals the powerful existence of the Taichu era, but because of the incomplete seal, it is difficult to trap the chaotic saints in it.

Inside the seal, the violent impact sounds again and again. After each impact, the seal of Tianyue holy city is weaker.

Ten li maple forest, in front of the wooden house, Ning Chen has a feeling. Looking at the starry sky, he looks slightly condensed.

I'm afraid there's something terrible coming out of this ominous premonition.

Xianyu, in front of the Oriental fairy hall, every one who listens to the moon also looks at the starry sky, and his eyes condense.

The drums of this war are ominous. It's not a good omen.

"The magic order platform!"

In the eighth heaven, the gods who have survived since the beginning of the Taichu era are so absorbed that they look at the world with a look of surprise.

As a chaotic demon, no one is aware of the existence of the magic platform. At the beginning of chaos, the platform was stained with too much magic blood.

I didn't expect that in this era, I could hear the drums of the magic platform again.

In the world, at the end of the starry sky, on the ancient primitive big star, the magic order platform revived, and the war drums sounded one after another.

Mu Chengxue, who revives the magic order platform with blood, has already passed out in front of the order platform. However, after making a blood contract with the magic order platform, mu Chengxue's body, which is about to collapse, gradually stabilizes.

"Who is she?"

In the war drum sound, a gloomy and sharp voice sounded, not angry.

"Man after all ages."

The voice of the second vicissitudes rings out and answers.

"How can we entrust life and death to such a weak human being? I'm not willing to."

The third voice came out, from far to near, from strong to weak.

"It is her blood that wakes us up. Since her blood can wake us up, it means that this man is not so weak." Before the vicissitudes of the voice sounded again, said.

"Stupid and humble human beings, how can our gods and Demons succumb to the will of human beings." The fourth voice came out, angry.

"Dong, Dong, Dong!"

On the magic order stage, the sound of war drums reverberated constantly, and the will of a chaotic magic was impacted, and his voice suddenly became frightened."Humble human, I am not reconciled!"

"Fate is like this..."

In the sound of war drums, the voice of a chaotic God gradually weakened, and the quarrel disappeared.

Ten mile maple forest, time passes day by day, and the fluctuation from the end of the starry sky tends to calm down.

Ning Chen stayed in ten li Fenglin and never left. The quiet days didn't change because of anything.

On this day, outside the maple forest, the creaking sound of wheels running over the snow sounded, so harsh.

Not long after, the carriage came to the maple forest. On the carriage, a beautiful and noble woman came down.

After the woman got out of the carriage, she also took a young child out of the carriage. The former child went to the cabin.

"Muya'er, I've met the magistrate of Daxia."

The woman went to the wooden house and saluted the young man in plain clothes.

On one side, the children also saluted, but with less respect and more curiosity.

In the cabin, Ning Chen steps out, looking at the two people in front of him, calmly says, "are you?"

"Jin Zhang Wang Ting, mu ya'er, this is my younger brother, mu Si'er, who is also Jin Dao Khan of today's Jin Zhang Wang Ting." Mu ya'er looks at the characters in the legend ahead, and looks more respectful.

She knew that the man in front of her was almost like a God, with the power to change everything. She couldn't be careless.

"It turned out to be the size of the king's court."

Ning Chen whispered a way, "in fact, you don't have to come here, the summer has been exhausted, the destruction is already irreversible, I won't intervene."

When mu ya'er heard the words, she flashed through her eyes like a crescent moon and said, "we have heard about the legend of Zhiming Marquis since we were young. When we see it today, it really deserves its reputation."

Ning Chen light a smile, don't want to say more, way, "go back, to the common people good some."

Finish saying, rather Chen has no more words, turn round to walk into the cabin.