The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the northern wasteland, the disaster of hell comes, and the hell flame burns the world. In the heartless laughter, a most evil figure appears, and a hundred Li flame burns the earth.

He has the strongest talent in ten thousand years. After breaking through the shackles of nature, his accomplishments have been rising to the brink of the fifth disaster.

A ghost girl dressed in a red wedding dress chases after her. She pursues all the way relying on the induction of Mingyuan and ghost source.

Knowing that there is little left of human nature, the spirit of Luocha will be restored. Although the ghost girl is nostalgic, she can't keep it.

At last, at the last moment, we should at least remove the greatest disaster for him.

"It really hurts me that my fellow practitioners are hurting each other"

Mingzi reaches out his finger and wipes it on his lips. A smile that he doesn't care about flashed in his evil eyes.

The ghost girl didn't say a word, but it was the ghost famine. Today, we don't want to win, but we want to enter the yellow spring together.

"Hundreds of ghosts trapped in the sky"

the resurgence of ghost famine, ghosts flying, not for the enemy, but surrounded the two people within a thousand feet, completely cut off the retreat.

"Dear fellow practitioners, can I say something stupid?"

The words sound down, the dark son feet move, immediately arrive at the body front, palm dint carry you blue dark flame, crazy gush out.

"Ghost famine, soul breaking"

ghost girl's hands are cold and full of ghost spirit. Her hand is made by nature, and her long hair turns from black to red, which adds to the atmosphere of death.

The two palms fight, the earth is split in an instant, the ghost Qi and the dark source vibrate, and the sun does not shine within a thousand feet.

For thousands of years, the most powerful Ming Zi and the ghost girl have decided life and death. When they turn their hands, the power of ghosts and evils spreads. The world is like hell, and the life of plants, birds and animals is rapidly pulled away.

There is no turning around. The ghost girl's last wish before entering Luocha is to give up life, death and everything.

There is no mercy in the war to punish evil. If you are going to do evil to those who he cherishes, you will share with evil before that.

The cold ghost air produces black ice flowers in the surrounding world, blocking the flame, killing the ghost wasteland and shaking the sky.

Once again, the land of thousands of warehouses and hundreds of holes collapsed and collapsed for several feet.

Beautiful face, no trace of peace, is cold, or cold, cold people's hearts tremble.

When Mingzi answers the call, he has seen the scarlet red on his lips. The ghost girl, who is in a killing state, is beyond the limit. Even if Mingyuan can't protect her.

"Ha ha"

the wounded strange number in the hell, without any fear, the laughter in his mouth, on the contrary, is more and more harsh. Those who lose heart seem to feel no pain, and even don't care about the destruction of their own body.

The madman who pursues the joy for a minute or even a second, at this moment, he feels the interest he has not seen for a long time, and in the face of the ghost girl's fierce killing moves, he advances instead of retreating, and trades injuries for injuries.

The ghost girl also does not dodge, only attacks but not defends. The source of the ghost urges her, not for healing, but for strengthening the power of the ghost famine.

Ghost Qi and evil power crisscross, and their injuries are getting more and more serious. However, the fierce moves don't weaken at all. One move is more important than the other.

It's evil for both of them to fight each other, because one of them has human nature, which has changed in this generation. This battle is no longer a simple natural killing.

Mingzi raised his hand, the extreme evil flame rolled, and one blow blew out. The ghost gas burned and the ghost shadow howled.

With a bang, the strength of the fist and the fierce resistance of the ghost girl, they turned their palms and condensed thousands of black frosts, which were also printed on the former.

The spatter of blood can't stop the rise of the killing intention. It's repeatedly hit hard. The role of ghost source and ghost source is getting weaker and weaker. Heaven and earth mourn with each other. It seems that they are crying for the world shaking war.

The smile on Mingzi's face became more and more crazy, and the stimulation of death finally made those who lost heart feel their real existence for the first time.

"The fire of disaster hits the sky"

when Mingzi stepped on his feet, the fire of disaster gushed out, and the most evil move came out again, and the dark blue flame burst out with the power of destroying the sky.

The ghost girl's figure flashed, and the ghost yuan all over her body surged into the flame of the underworld. At the last moment, the slim hands broke through the obstacles and printed on the chest of the underworld.

With a bang, the blood of the two waterfalls dispersed, and the ghost power penetrated into the body of Mingzi. However, the flame also penetrated into the ghost girl's body, and both sides drank and hurt each other.

The fierce war never stops. Only when one side falls can it stop.

The beauty of life lies in that there is only one time when the ghost girl has her own persistence. She doesn't want to finish what she should do when she is still a human being.

As the injury of exchange becomes more and more serious, the nature of Luocha becomes more and more difficult to suppress. The ghost girl knows that the last moment has come, so she doesn't have to delay any more. She takes a hard fight to bully her body forward, turns her palms and clasps Mingzi's body, and her whole body rises to the utmost.

"Ghost famine, the end of hell"

ghost famine finally appeared in the world, and all hell was destroyed, all things collapsed, and the earth collapsed.

The two figures who fell to the ground together kept falling under the disintegrating bottom. The ghost girl was determined to die with Mingzi. If she did not let go, she would die together.The huge debris and clods will be buried. From now on, the legend of hell will be buried.

However, at this time, the sudden change, the collapse of the underground, the terrible red ground fire appeared, carrying a huge heat wave spewing out.

The hot ground fire spread between heaven and earth, the black snowflakes condensed by the ghost gas melted rapidly, and the power dissipated most of the time.

"Dear fellow practitioners, you failed"

in the heat wave of the earth fire, a smile flashed from the corner of Mingzi's mouth, and the flame around him rose again. With the help of the terrain, he scattered the ghost source in the ghost girl's Dantian Qihai.

Ghost girl fell to the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood, looked at the lava scattered all over the sky, sighed in the heart, eyes light have unwilling, did not expect, finally let him escape the death.

The ghost source is destroyed, the ghost spirit is scattered, and the body is destroyed. When the ghost girl looks at the direction of the distant summer Imperial City, her eyes finally flash a touch of nostalgia.

She has tried her best to wish him a happy life.

Luocha returns to her heart. Just before she disappears, the ghost girl in the underworld returns to her original appearance. Her eyes are red and her head is bloody. She dances and dances. It's gorgeous and startling.

"Luocha, it's you who lost." on Mingzi's face, his smile rarely disappeared, and he said coldly.

"The rule of hell is that the winner leads, and the loser has no resentment." Luocha opened his mouth without any emotion.

Mingzi stepped forward, and his body was also empty. After endless years, his body finally merged again. In an instant, a breath of terror appeared, and heaven and earth turned pale.

The terrible fluctuation, shaking the world, surpassing the power of the five calamities, and the destructive power of the three calamities, make the warriors of China clearly feel the heavy oppression, and their hearts are shocked.

In the netherworld Hall of the underworld, I feel the birth of the Lord of the underworld. The red magic sword and the purple gold sword tremble again. At the next moment, they burst out into two streamers and fly to the distant battle.

Knowing the life of the Marquis, Ning Chen suddenly feels a burst of depression in his heart. The short-lived life of Luocha in the past gives birth to a special feeling today. A strong uneasiness rises from the bottom of his heart.

"Ghost girl"

Ning Chen's face was so scared that she stepped out and disappeared.

"Oh? It's Mingzi who wins. The hell is here. It's fun "

in the Third Temple of the eternal night cult, a heroic figure rises from the throne. Suddenly, heaven and earth tremble and it's hard to bear the pressure.

In the northern wasteland, after the combination of Mingzi and Luocha, his appearance changed. His handsome face was three times more dignified. His blue armor turned into the most flawless white in the combination of red and blue. In this world, the dark clouds covered the sky and thundered.

The extraordinary and powerful pressure is full of heaven and earth, which has not yet been fully displayed. However, it has no doubt ascended the three disasters and shocked the world.

Without two cities, the quadrupole master has been shocked by the powerful atmosphere. Looking at the north of summer, his brow is slightly wrinkled.

At the same time, the northern land, three light gallop past, one before and two after, plain shadow such as crazy, the speed is amazing.

"Ghost girl"

not long ago, plain clothes came, the eye full of scars, fully showing the previous war's tragic, blood has not dried up, familiar breath overflow, surging the hearts of the comers.

The final account seems to be still in my mind, but the people in front of me have completely changed their appearance, half familiar and half disgusted, which clearly shows the end of this tragic war.

Ning Chen is very angry. He doesn't say a word. The sword comes from moving. A sword comes in an instant.

With a clang sound, the sword broke through the void and went straight to the heart of the hell king. However, the surging air came out and blocked the blade of the sparrow sword.

"Hate, anger, stupid human emotion, step down"

at this moment, the purple and red streamers from afar come, the evil saber, the forbidden sword. The body of the king of hell shows the divine power. Zhenyuan swings away. Suddenly, a terrible wave of air rushes out and shakes his front plain clothes.

Ning Chen landing, even back a few steps, the corner of the mouth, a touch of blood quietly slide.

The king of hell, who is coming to the world again, is astonishing in his strength. With only one move, he makes Daxia Zhiming Hou, who is close to the three calamities, retreat.

Friends have trouble one after another. No matter how hard it is to suppress the hatred in Ning Chen's heart, he will lose his sense. He no longer cares about the seal between the two realms. With his left hand, he starts to read the love, and the frost breaks down, and the black luck breaks out.

Ning Chen stands in the endless darkness, and his figure sweeps quickly. He steps forward and dies with the black sword.

With a thump, the heaven and the earth are shocked. A pair of evil swords, a pair of evil spirit soldiers, have been blackened. The violent aftershocks are surging. The devastated Earth raises ten feet of wild sand and shakes the heaven and the earth.

Ningchen, who was extremely angry, was no longer too calm in the past. He released all his accomplishments. He had a sword in his hand and was surrounded by black Qi. He carried the power of three volumes to the hell of the battlefield.

"Yan Shen forbids and exterminates sin"

the king of hell waves his forbidden sword, which is full of purple brilliance and cuts down with one sword to urge the soul to die.

Ning Chen doesn't retreat at all, big Yin green sparrow condenses frost, roars to meet, frozen gas surging, a pair of magic sword edge.

The battle between swords and swords is sublimated at this moment. The strongest state of ningchen World War I, the king of hell, is killing with one sword and one sword.The East and the west, the leader of Yongye sect and the leader of quadrupole realm, are looking at the battle in the north of Daxia. Their eyes are full of light. What a hell, what a destiny.