The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In Yunming City, Xuanling Pavilion, the old worshiper of the royal family looks at the Phoenix blood floating on Ning Chen's hand, and tears are in his eyes. Although he keeps his middle-aged face, his real age is more than 350 years old, and Shouyuan is coming to an end.

This drop of Phoenix's blood can be said to be a timely help. With this drop of Phoenix's blood, he will be able to hold on for a few more years and strive for the next realm.

If luck is good enough, Phoenix blood back to ancient times, he can live out a life also probably.

"Young master Ning, thank you for your kindness. This is your reward. In the future, young master will be the eternal friend of Xuanling Pavilion." Zhao leizun said seriously.

"Respectful"

Ning Chen waves to accept all the rewards, bows his hand and says, "if I have something else to do, I'll leave first and see you later"

"see you later" Zhao leizun returns.

Ning Chen leaves and doesn't wait for Li Youwei. Now he is very dangerous. He doesn't know how many people are looking for him. It will be safer for the latter to go back by himself.

In the middle of the night, Ning Chen returned to the imperial city of Lihuo Dynasty, and quickly flew to Dijiang's house.

At this moment, a strong breath appeared in the sky of Dijiang house, blocking the road ahead.

Ning Chen looks at the comer, eyes cold light beat, he recognized this breath, that day, when he went to heaven craftsman's house to look for the sword, this congenitally sat in it.

Xuanyang takes a look at the package behind the young man in front of him, perceives the special breath of Chiyang iron and other treasures, and his eyes can't help flashing a strange color.

"It seems that the craftsman asked me to wait here. It's true," xuanyang said faintly.

Ning Chen's hand moves, the green ink turns quickly, the cloth falls, the streamer moves, a sword sweeps out.

No words, no conversation, only the quiver of the sword, Keng sound, sword collision, aftershocks.

The fighting in the night, the sword on the martial arts, a sword fast, a sword faster, alerted the two worshippers of the royal family, quickly came to the front hall to protect the holy driver.

In the palace hall, Li Yan looked at the battle in the air in the distance and said, "go back, don't pay attention to it"

"yes" the two worshippers retreated, restrained their breath and continued to hide in the palace.

Li Yan a few steps to the hall before, eyes blink without blinking to look at the distance of the war, eyes constantly flashing light.

It's him and Youwei who have gone astray. It turns out that this inborn strong man is always in front of them.

In the underground craftsman's house, the underground craftsman stares at the sky and waits all the time.

The little boy was awakened, and his face was full of tension. He prayed that elder brother Ning would be safe.

Congenital fight, earth shaking, even far above the sky, still brings incomparable heavy pressure below.

Many people wake up in their sleep and look at the two figures in the air. Their faces are full of fear.

"Mother, are the immortals fighting again?" Asked the little boy, sleepy eyed and ignorant of the world.

"En"

the little boy's mother hugs her baby tightly and shakes her body to hide her fear. She knows very well that this is not an immortal, but an inborn strong man who can escape from the sky in legend.

Above the sky, Ning Chen faces xuanyang. He is sweating. With a frozen sword, he feels sorry for the holy place's Xuanji.

"The sword cast by the craftsman is just like this." xuanyang looks at the green ink sword in the former's hand and sneers.

Ning Chen doesn't pay attention to it. The sword is fast and fast. The sword is as talented as a startling goose.

Xuanyang suddenly felt the pressure increased, and his long knife inflamed him by another three points. His figure swept quickly, and he lost color after nine days of fighting.

The shadow of disillusionment and the flash of light and death make people more and more unable to see clearly.

The situation became more and more fierce. Xuanyang could not get the upper hand and looked dignified. This man was much stronger than he thought. He was not far away from the third disaster.

What he didn't know was that Ning Chen broke through the first days and then reached the peak of the second calamity. What he didn't know was that once there was a woman in China who stepped into the first days, she had three calamities.

That woman, named fanlingyue, is incomparable in talent and emotion. She reverses the general trend of the world with her own strength and is really the first person in the world.

No one knows whether he is the frog at the bottom of the well who has never seen heaven.

"The strong, you are worthy of your full strength." seeing a long battle, xuanyang's hands and swords, the fire waves soared into the sky, surrounded by a hundred Zhang, a hot world.

When Ning Chen sees this, his sword is frozen and the sky is covered with snow. He dances alone with one sword, and the world turns into ice and snow.

Swords and swords clash, ice and fire collide, the wind roars, and the two people get red at the same time.

"The scroll of heaven is unparalleled in the world"

Ning Chen advances instead of retreating. His whole body is full of blue brilliance, and his sword is as powerful as Mount Tai. As soon as it falls without regret, the name of the craftsman of heaven breaks and blood stains nine days.

Through the body of the sword, hard damage xuanyang body, congenital strong strong vitality for its life, but no longer able to hand, fell from the sky.

Ning Chen doesn't pay any attention to the half waste Xuan Yang. With a flash, he goes back to the craftsman's house and gives the parcel to the craftsman."Cutting grass does not remove roots, spring wind blows again," the craftsman reminded.

"Ah," Ning Chen said with a faint smile, "most of his accomplishments have been wasted, and he can't fight any more. He has a sword to mend, and he has a lesson from his elders. If he can still get revenge in the future, I'll wait at any time"

"you don't regret it"

the craftsman took the package and whispered.

"Master craftsman, my identity has been exposed. I have to go now. Thank you for your care these days. I'll keep it in mind." Ning Chen made a respectful salute and said.

"Let's go, be more careful in the future." the craftsman didn't hold on and said calmly.

"Brother Ning"

the little boy yelled, and his eyes were full of grudges. Children's feelings are always the most sincere, not mixed with anything.

"Good little fish, you should practice well in the future"

Ning Chen touched the boy's head and told him to turn around and leave. After two steps, his figure faded away.

"Master, will elder brother Ning come back in the future?" The little boy looked up with tears in his eyes.

The craftsman nodded and replied.

The little boy believed, wiped his tears, and grinned more ugly than crying.

Two days later, the order of Changsheng Palace's pursuit spread all over the world. Every faction and force knew that there was a young inborn in sijijing, which destroyed the foundation of Changsheng palace for thousands of years and released the Phoenix which was suppressed under Changsheng pool.

However, the reputation of Changsheng hall in sijijing is not very good. Many people will secretly applaud the news and feel very happy.

However, another two days later, the news shocked everyone and made them unable to read jokes at ease.

The order from Siji holy land is to go all out to pursue this young inborn strongman. If he resists, he will be killed.

The reason is very shocking. This is a spy sent from other countries. The purpose is to invade Siji one day. Together with him is a strong man of three calamities, that is, the man who fought with the disaster king in the southwest.

The four polar holy land has released some information about the eastern region, including at least four strong people in the three disasters and dozens of dignitaries. It is difficult to distinguish between the true and the false.

According to the information revealed by the holy land, this eastern China is quite powerful, which is not as good as the quadrupole. In terms of the number of the top three disasters, it will even surpass them.

"Kill"

this is the idea in the hearts of all the major factions. We must always keep this young congenital and strong man of the three disasters in the quadrupole realm, especially the strong man of the three disasters. If one of the three disasters is missing, the peak combat power of the two realms will almost reach the same level.

A few days later, the portraits of Ning Chen, Prince Yan, and aman spread all over the world. Jiuxiao mountain was the most shocking. From Zhang Jiao to his disciples, they all doubted whether their eyes were wrong.

So much!

Jiuxiao Zhangjiao immediately issued a command, forbidding the disciples to talk nonsense, forgetting this matter and continuing to do what they should do.

Green Glass City, as in the old days, is full of the sound of beating iron. Ning Chen has never encountered any trouble. From the first appearance to the last departure, Ning Chen has always been very careful and never let others see him. That is to prevent this day from coming.

On the other hand, the relationship between Dijiang house and Lihuo royal family is unusual. Even if the Holy Land knows something, it can only turn a blind eye as if it doesn't know without evidence.

After the order of the holy land was issued, all factions in the world responded positively, and almost all of them sent people to search everywhere.

However, these days when Ning Chen came to sijijing, he kept a low profile. In addition to some people's intentional or unintentional concealment, the Holy Land and the hall of eternal life could not find much information. Except for a picture, there was nothing else.

Even so, all factions in the world are still looking for it seriously. It is a matter of personal safety, and no one dares to neglect it.

If the eastern region of China really entered the quadrupole, they would not be spared.

The status and dignity of the four polar Holy Land in the hall of eternal life, which has different statements, are very detached in the four polar territory, so not many people doubt the authenticity of this news.

However, there are always exceptions. When the news came from the holy land, several people became suspicious.

Dream Xuanji of jiuxiao is one of them.

Xuanji peak, dream Xuanji standing on the broken wall, looking at the distance, a breeze blowing, disappeared.

In the depth of taixuan front, Meng Xuanji appeared. With a wave of his slim hand, the mountain vibrated, and the gold was shining. A strange weapon flew out slowly, like a sword, not a sword, like a spear, not a spear. At the moment when the sharp front appeared, the space trembled violently, cracks appeared, and almost collapsed.

In front of me is the most sharp soldier in the world, gilded with gold.

Jiuxiao Zhangjiao, jianzun, Huazun and yaozun all felt the vibration of taixuanfeng and came quickly.

"Xuanji, what are you going to do?" jiuxiao Zhang Jiao was shocked and asked.

"When I go out, I'll take the gilt feather. If someone comes to borrow it, let him go to me directly." Meng Xuanji grabs the gilt feather and says faintly.Finish saying, dream Xuan Ji also didn't give a few people the opportunity of opening, the foot move, leave too Xuan Feng.

Jiuxiao Zhangjiao's face turned red and blue. She was puzzled and angry. What was the younger martial sister thinking.