The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Hearing the inquiry in her ear, Li Youwei's delicate body kept shaking. She wanted to ask him for mercy, but she didn't know how to say it.

Wipe the figure of the shoulder, after all, or leave, no one dares to stop, no one can stop.

In the cold wind, the bloodstain on the plain clothes was still so dazzling, but the left arm was no longer lifted.

A sentence about love is as light as a feather, but it is as heavy as Mount Tai.

The past flashed in front of my eyes like a reflection of happiness, sadness, kindness, and even betrayal. Gradually, it faded, dispersed, and went with the wind.

At the last moment, people who are far away leave their last words, which are vague and difficult to understand.

Li Youwei's body was stunned, and there was no joy in her heart. Only the unbearable pain lingered around her. Her deeply bowed body was the last gift for the rise and fall of the dynasty as the eldest princess.

The next moment, plain clothes disappear, scattered in the invisible.

Ten days later, the new emperor of Lihuo Dynasty ascended to the throne, and the only blood of the royal family, who was less than five years old, won the grand ceremony.

The new emperor was young. In the past, the empress and the princess listened to the government together. But everyone knows that from now on, the ruler of the dynasty is the beautiful figure on the right side of the Dragon chair and behind the Pearl curtain.

Muyang master of heavy troops, become the biggest variable, especially after the new emperor ascended the throne, began to be unstable.

Li Youwei's personality has changed a lot after the upheaval. She is diligent in politics and can no longer see her charming smile.

At the top of the nine heavens, in the turbulence of space, Meng Xuanji is still close to the sky curtain. After more than half of walking, he is not far from the truth.

Even though she had believed his words in her heart, she still had to come and have a look in person to make the final confirmation.

In the temple of the four polar holy land, a fierce battle took place, and the red sword light shone on the world. Finally, red was seriously injured and defeated, and escaped from the holy land.

The master of quadrupole didn't send someone to chase him. He let the chaos go.

Half a day later, a young man in blue brocade walked into the hall and knelt respectfully in the hall.

"See Jingzhu"

"xuanzhi, get ready" is the light way of quadrupole Jingzhu.

"Yes"

xuanzhi saluted respectfully, without any expression on his excessively handsome face, and got up and walked out.

The strong of the Holy Land bow down when they see the blue figure coming out of the temple, and there is no lack of the existence of the third disaster.

The holy land is based on strength, except for one person, who is in front of us.

However, xuanzhi is the most noble person in the quadrupole realm except the master and the son.

The hundred year plan, the light and dark situation, and the tu school's strategy all come from the hands of the people in front of them. Step by step, they promote the Shenzhou plan.

Now, the opportunity to open the two channels is just around the corner, and xuanzhi is the only and most suitable person.

Before the holy land, the light of array stands was shining. In the array, a black-and-white jade pendant went up and down. It turned out that it was the destroyed faction, the most precious treasure of the town faction in fairyland, the yin-yang jade.

Xuanzhi stood in the array and turned his hands to form a series of marks. The light of the array became more and more bright.

After seven days, the holy land is quiet, waiting for the most important moment of the century.

In the hall of eternal life, the evil king set out to go to the holy land. However, just a hundred li away from the hall of eternal life, he was stopped by a figure in plain clothes.

"It's you" in the eyes of the disaster king.

There was no answer, but only the light of the sword. The purple dragon Qi was surging and powerful.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the disaster King stepped back and turned his hands to summon the reincarnation in the palace of eternal life.

However, after waiting for more than ten days and nights, Ning Chen would not give him another chance to kill him.

"Er Er younger generation, I don't know the height of the sky" the evil king was angry, turned his hand to Ning yuan, and relied on the streamer to fight with his clothes.

With a thump, they both stepped back. Before they recovered, the light of the sword fell down like lightning. Between the eyes, more than ten purple awns crossed.

On the Nianqing Dao, once the spirit is added to the body, the space is hard to bear. Cracks appear and spread continuously, reaching a hundred feet away.

In the future World War I, everything in heaven and earth will be completely destroyed, tens of miles around, like being punished by heaven.

Ning Chen's fighting spirit has reached the limit, and he is going to kill the culprit here.

The light of the sword is purple, and one is stronger than the other. The more the evil king fought in Vietnam, the more furious he was.

As the king of the three disasters, he was forced to kill by a younger generation. How can he bear it.

"Drink"

the pride of the king should not be blasphemed. The king of misfortune was shocked and angry, and his whole body was full of secluded Qi. In an instant, the whole land was pulled and soared, and the power of the three disasters shook the world.

Ning Chen is not afraid at all. He plunges the blade into the ground and slaps his right palm down. His body pulls the Dragon Qi in the blade and reappears the martial arts of the book of heaven.

"The rolling of the earth, the destruction of the earth and the destruction of the mountains"

like the light of a sword rushing against the current into the sky, it comes out of the earth endlessly and goes straight into the sky.The rising Earth suddenly collapses and destroys, and the wild sand rises furiously. There is no place in good condition.

In the sand and dust, the purple Qi flits by again. It comes to the disaster King's body in an instant. There is a loud bang, and the sword palm confronts each other. The powerful force destroys the hundred Zhang square again.

At the peak of the battle, the two of them are both full of opportunities to kill and break away from the five robberies, which makes the moon night lose its color.

In the palace of longevity, the two congenitally felt the aftereffects of the war in the distance. They were just about to leave for support, but they couldn't move.

The shadow looming in the void, blurred, can't see clearly face, just raised a finger, then settled the heaven and earth, let two congenital like a cage.

He said that in this war, he should concentrate on fighting without any side loan, so no one can disturb him.

She owed him a favor and paid it back today.

A hundred miles away from Changsheng hall, Ning Chen's mouth began to overflow with blood. However, his fighting spirit was still unparalleled, and his purple Qi was as blazing as a furnace.

At the moment of supreme power, even if he lost his sword and left arm for a while, he relied on his cultivation and good fortune. Today, he is the source of war disaster.

In front of the disaster king, there are three terrible marks on the armor. It's the best work of the craftsman's life. It's as sharp as a gilded feather, and the streamer can't stop it.

Ning Chen, who has three volumes of body, is shining in the cold moon. After making up the gap with Qi, his fighting power is no longer inferior to anyone. His soul of fighting is dazzling.

"Hateful"

a hateful body, the evil king's fist shakes back the sword light, the suppressed humiliation erupts in an all-round way, the two palms coagulate the yuan, the Changsheng Palace's ten thousand year inheritance moves start, the black moon is in the sky, the light is bright.

Black moon appears, tens of miles around, vitality scattered, flowers and plants, birds and animals, insects and ants to fly ash, dissipated between heaven and earth.

The power of destroying the sky is terrifying and oppressive.

A hundred miles away, they all felt this terrible breath, and their eyes looked into the distance, flashing a ray of light.

In the war situation, Ning Chen waves his hand, and then raises his hand. It's snowing all over the sky. A piece of snow colored sword condenses. In an instant, the Qi in the sword is connected, and the light sound on the sword absorbs purple Qi.

"Heaven and earth resonate"

the sword finger coagulates frost, passes through the flowing light, spins the knife and sword rapidly, and flies out like a purple rainbow. The heaven and earth move together to reappear the world, and the gods are scared of ghosts.

It's a great move to bump into each other. The black moon explodes, the mad sand rises in anger, and the mad haze roars in anger. The corners of their mouths are stained with vermilion, and they even take a few steps back.

The first time I felt the threat of death, the disaster king was very angry. Since the three disasters, the feeling that I had never been there was so clear this time.

Even if I don't want to admit it, the young man in front of me has equal strength with him at the moment.

In the holy land of the four poles, the great array laid by xuanzhi has reached the final stage of success. The master of the four poles appears. In the side hall, Xuantian walks out, follows the master of the four poles silently, and goes to the great array.

"Evil king, are you not coming yet?" The master of quadrupole looked at the distance, and the glory of the road flashed in his majestic eyes.

The array has become. The master of quadrupole realm, Xuantian, and xuanzhi enter it. The array disappears, and the three figures disappear.

At the top of the nine heavens, there is endless space. Meng Xuanji is not far away from the sky. She steps forward step by step.

The light ahead is getting brighter and brighter. It's the light from the alien world, warm and strange.

But I don't know that the crisis is just around the corner. The top of nine days can only be reached above the third disaster. With the turbulence of space, it is not easy to invade China on a large scale.

The Holy Land's Centennial plan, combined with the light and shade of the palace of eternal life, first destroyed dengxianjing, in order to capture the most important thing in the plan, Yin Yang jade.

At the end of the space turbulence, Meng Xuanji, who has been walking for nearly a month, finally arrives under the sky. He turns his hand and shakes away the illusion in front of him. A scene of desolation and scorched earth appears in front of him, as if he is in front of him, and it is remote and untouchable.

"See? How, it's better to expand the territory with you, and bring all the China in front of you into the quadrupole territory. "In the voice, the quadrupole master and xuanzhi appear, and look at the woman in front of you, light way.

Meng Xuanji's eyes shrink, and a chill rises all over her body. She clenches her gold-plated feather yarn in her hand, and she is on guard.

"It's a pity"

the quadrupole master sighed, raised his hand, and the pressure swept down.

Meng Xuanji is just about to make a move. Suddenly, a sword comes out of his body from the sea of Qi in Dantian. It's so silent that people don't have time to react.

"How can"

the blood vomit out and the breath spreads wildly. Meng Xuanji, who is covered with blood, looks at the gilded feather in his hand. When he moves his hand, he is about to throw it into the turbulence of space.

However, by the side of the evil king, xuanzhi was ready. His fingerprints were turned, and his strange skills were performed. The gilded feather gauze, as if bound by silk thread, slowly flew over.

Hao sword out, bring out a waterfall of dazzling blood, gentleman can not sword behind, Xuantian silent as ice, never said a word.

"Ning Chen, I'm sorry, Meng Xuanji let you down"

the beautiful image of kneeling down, stained with blood, a generation of beautiful daughter of heaven, is so sad and desolate today.

The sea of Qi is destroyed and scattered, constantly destroying the meridians of the whole body. Meng Xuanji covers her mouth, coughs violently, and her blood spills through her fingers, and her eyes are red.Outside the hall of eternal life, in the war situation, in Ning Chen's body, the seal of separation and closing quickly dispersed, and in a twinkling of an eye, it completely disappeared.

Ning Chen's face changes greatly. Something happened to Meng Xuanji!

In an instant, the light of the sword stagnated. The evil king seized the opportunity, shook back the former with one hand, and rushed to the holy land.

Ning Chen returns to lead a mind, the foot moves, quickly catch up with.

The two figures gallop between the heaven and the earth one after the other. After the streamer passes, the purple air is vast.

In the holy land, the evil king appeared and quickly disappeared.

"Stop him until the king and the Lord come back"

"yes"

seven inborn strong men go out, two four robbers, two three robbers, three second robbers, seven people join hands, with the help of the sword array, to stop people.

Ning Chen's purple Qi has weakened a lot since he fought alone. In order to punish the evil king, he must finish his work today.

Under the curtain of heaven, the disaster king comes. He looks at Meng Xuanji, who is covered with blood not far away, and sneers. Finally, he comes to this step.

"Let's go"

the quadrupole master didn't ask anything.

"En"

the king of misfortune came forward, suppressed the injury in his body, sublimated his whole body, and lifted his cultivation to the limit.

The master of quadrupole also accepted yuan's condensed gas, and the colorful light rose and poured into the gilded plume, and crashed into the junction of the two realms at the top of the nine heavens.

In a flash, the whole quadrupole earth was shaking up, countless volcanoes erupted, ground fissures spread, like the end.

When mountains and rivers are robbed, heaven and earth wail. In a moment of change, countless Li people are robbed by heaven and earth. Dead bodies are everywhere, which is a sad scene.

Between the two realms, within the limit of the realm, a slight crack appeared, which immediately expanded rapidly.

"Xuanzhi"

disaster king, the master of quadrupole realm yells, breathes all over the world, devotes himself to cultivation, and tries his best to support the rift to the extent that one person can pass through.

Xuanzhi saw this, and his figure moved and disappeared into it.

At this time, space scroll, plain clothes out, looked around, quickly also had action.