The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Strange space, seven sources together, a illusory body ups and downs, day by day clear.

After that, the powerful and unparalleled prestige loomed, from God to Saint, from devil to evil, just like the origin of the whole heaven and earth, overlooking the human world.

Dark breath gathered, a huge shadow appeared, not like human, but not any monster, eternal existence, unspeakable nobility.

"Wang"

under the shadow, all the figures kneel down, equally powerful and frightening, and each one has surpassed the three disasters of human beings. However, even such a powerful existence is still full of respect in front of this noble atmosphere, and does not dare to surpass it.

The figure above, such as a God, just standing there, will give people a heavy pressure, which is beyond any language to describe.

At the same time, the color of blood on the moon is becoming more and more obvious in China. The imperial city of the summer, the magistrate's residence and Meng Xuanji come from the quadrupole to ask why.

Today, the land of China and the quadrupole are in the same breath. When China changes, the quadrupole will certainly be involved.

"There is a terrible strong man behind the eternal night god religion to appear." Ning Chen simply explained the reason of the matter once again, and said.

"How strong is it?" Dream Xuan Ji coagulates a voice way.

"I don't know"

Ning Chen shook his head and said, "I once felt the existence of such a level up close, but it's beyond my understanding. I can't make it clear. The only feeling is that even if the ancient sages with three disasters are in front of them, they will surely be defeated."

as Meng Xuanji's face changes, the ancient sages are absolutely invincible in the world, thousands of people will die It's hard for her to imagine what kind of monster it is to surpass the ancient sages.

This kind of existence, once it comes, is beyond human power.

"In Daxia, northern Mongolia and ManChao have joined hands to fight for the victory of Yongye cult in the shortest time, but the most difficult thing is that no one knows how to stop it"

Ning Chen expressed his worries and made an alliance to defeat the cult, which is the only thing he can do now.

No one knows when the terrible existence will come, or what conditions it needs.

Today, there are two people who are most likely to know. One is Bianjiang, the head of sanwuguan at the mouth of qulikou, and the other is Yongye sect leader who doesn't know where to pretend to be dead.

"What are your plans?" Meng Xuanji asks seriously.

"Ah"

Ning Chen gave a wry smile. He is not omnipotent. Now he doesn't know anything. He can only take one step and see one step.

Seeing the bitter smile on the former's face, Meng Xuanji is also stunned, and immediately sighs in her heart. She just asked subconsciously.

Having known each other for such a long time, she has the impression that nothing in the world can be difficult to live in front of her. Now I think that the man in front of her, no matter how clever he is, is still a person. He will be hurt, tired and helpless.

Too strong person, always subconsciously let people rely on, and let everyone ignore, originally, he is also tired and don't know how to go.

This is the first time for her to meet Ning Chen, but it is also the first time for her to realize that the person in front of her is just an ordinary person like her, not a monster who is tireless and has endless calculation.

"Next, I will try to weaken the three calamities fighting power of the Yongye cult as soon as possible, and then force the Yongye cult leader to show up. The rest of the way depends on Bianjiang or the Yongye cult leader's actions"

Ning Chen said his plan. Although the road ahead is difficult, he always wants to find a way to go on. The Yongye cult is the root of the disaster, since he doesn't know how to stop it, Then why don't you beat down the Shinto first.

If you press hard, the fox's tail will always come out.

"If there's anything I can do, just open my mouth," Meng Xuanji said seriously.

"En" Ning Chen nods and answers softly.

As time goes by, reinforcements from the Royal Court of northern Mongolia and the Manchu Dynasty keep coming to the western line of Daxia. The most powerful alliance of the three dynasties in China, even the Yongye cult, which is in charge of dozens of dynasties in the west, has been reluctant to retreat.

With the help of Mojun and Bianjiang, two powerful three calamities appeared, and the war situation suddenly changed again. The three dynasties' allied forces were blocked and it was difficult to advance in an inch.

However, none of the three dynasties could stop the demon king's step. With a magic sword, there was no enemy in the world.

Stepping into the three disasters, the Demon King shows his terrifying fighting power. He is almost close to the former military king, shocking people all over the world.

After receiving the war report, Ning Chen was silent for a long time. Ziyi was very strong. He knew better than anyone that he could fight against the three disasters before he stepped into the three disasters. Now that he stepped into the three disasters, his strength is close to the position of the strongest in the world.

"Master, let's go," said Ning Chen.

"En" the sword Bodhi who has just recovered walks out and follows the former to the West.

Yongye god religion, a letter from the Daxia camp into, Bian Jiang see, frown.The content of the letter is very simple: exchange of hostages, change of xiaziyi from Quli.

Bian Jiang thought for a moment, without much hesitation, and wrote back directly.

Compared with this foreign devil, he trusted Quli more. In addition, this is an opportunity. If we make good use of it, we can greatly damage the peak combat power of Daxia.

Everyone can suppress the enchanted except the Lord.

At the camp of the black water army in the great Xia Dynasty, the triumphant Marquis handed Bian Jiang's reply to the young man in front of him and calmly said, "it's time to go down"

Ning Chen took the letter, read it carefully, and immediately held it in his hand to shatter the paper.

"Triumphant return Hou elder, the road in the future, may be more difficult to walk." Ning Chen looked at the west, whispered.

"Don't worry about moving forward. Zhongyong and I will do our best to help you move forward"

Hou Kaixuan solemnly promised that his younger generation has almost surpassed him. In just a few years, the latter has grown into the most indispensable pillar of Daxia. Now, it's time for inheritance.

Not far away, jianputi looks at the two Marquis of Daxia in the account. He is silent. Although human nature is selfish, there are always some pure people who are trying to stick to their beliefs and never waver. The reason why Daxia flourished for thousands of years is clearly shown in the account.

Inheritance, after all, is the biggest inside information.

In the cold night, the wind is rustling, the moon is hanging high, the layout is in the account, and the details of every step are carefully discussed. At this critical moment, every step can not be wrong.

At dawn, Ning Chen took a look at the military God of Daxia who had been fighting for the whole life in front of him and said, "master Kaixuan, your three disasters can't be suppressed any more, otherwise when it comes, there will be no possibility of crossing it again"

"don't worry, I have a good idea myself"

the Kaixuan Hou answered and didn't want to talk more about this topic "Let's go, it's time to make an appointment"

the army gathered and beat their drums. One of the soldiers of the black water army was ready to go, and went west with the command of the army God of the summer.

Thirty miles away, the army of Yongye was also well prepared. At the front, two figures stood still, deep as an abyss.

Bianjiang, the head of Wuguan, and the demon king of eternal night.

There is no magic sword in the devil's hand, and the sea of Qi is also sealed. However, standing there, it is still terrifying.

In front of the black water army, the victorious Marquis comes with the canal. The gorgeous armor is shining in the sunrise.

Bian Jiang saw the familiar shadow in front of him, and a touch of gentleness flashed in his cold eyes. He pushed the sealed demon forward.

One for one, fair and just!

Both sides are very alert, knowing that the transaction is likely to change, and carefully observing the people around them at any time.

Bian Jiang swept a circle, did not see Zhiming Hou, heart sneer, Zhiming must have come, want to suddenly move, also have this ability.

I hope they are satisfied with the big gift he gave them.

When Xia Ziyi came to the triumphal Marquis, the magic atmosphere burst out and broke through the seal. With one hand, the magic sword flew out of the army and broke through the air.

After the victory, Hou was startled, and the world's military sword came out.

At the same time, the Bian River swept to the front of the canal, turned over its hands to condense the gas, and quickly opened the seal of the latter in the air sea.

At this time, a simple figure came, Bodhi appeared, whirled out of the sheath, chopped to the Bian river.

"Is that your card? Rong Lou, your old opponent, you'd better deal with it. "Bian Jiang snorted coldly and turned his hand, regretting the ancient sword.

"There is this meaning" red blood shadow flash, blood yuan surging, trapped under Bodhi.

"Canal from, together with the solution of the victory Hou" Bian Jiang Teng hands, looking at the women around, mouth way.

Qu Li nodded, nothing, the figure skimmed, immediately to the war situation, a total of lock triumphant life.

Three strong men in the world trapped the great Xia army God. They triumphed and were in danger for a while.

When the crisis came, the victorious Marquis's Sabre was raised, and his mighty breath was surging. His military power was unparalleled and awed the world.

The devil came forward, and on the magic sword, the magic atmosphere shrouded, and the sword reincarnated, shaking for nine days.

Bang, crazy sand flying, triumphant back half step, mouth red.

It is difficult to solve the crisis step by step. Bodhi is trapped and unable to help.

"Zhiming Hou, if you don't show up again, just wait to collect the body for the triumphal Marquis"

Bian Jiang sneered that Lingzhi swept around, but still didn't find Zhiming figure. At the same time, the attack was more fierce.

No response, no movement, Bian Jiang Mou son a cold, the whole body black breath surging out, strong move to start, it is necessary to completely end the triumph of life.

All of a sudden, Qu Li's hand turned, and it was printed in the heart of Bian Jiang.

There is no time to respond to the palm, so suddenly, Bian river mouth, blood, eyes are incredible, how possible.

"Go to hell"One palm locks the soul, the wind and snow are surging, and in the gorgeous armor, the appearance changes, and the atmosphere covered by the chaos also breaks out. The palm force urges again, adding three parts of the force.

"It's you!"

Bian Jiang's face immediately became ferocious when he saw the man who had restored his original appearance.