The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the hometown of the West Buddha, the bright moon shines high, and wave after wave of pursuit has lasted for several days. A strong Buddhist, the Xiaos, the Yans, the Zhaos, and even the Rong, congenitally gathered around again and joined hands to fight against the strong people from other places.

"Hand over the scroll of nothingness, I will spare you not to die." in front of the strong Buddhists, a Buddha in red with hair walked out, cold eyes and cold face, looking at the figure in blue clothes in the middle, and said in a cold voice.

"What else do you talk to him about? Kill him first." among the owls, a cool looking young man walked out and said.

Prince Yan didn't pay attention. He took a look at the girl behind him and asked calmly, "are you afraid, aman?"

"Not afraid," said aman, shaking his head.

After that, aman looked at the Red Buddha in front of him and said in a low voice, "bald ass"

"ah"

Prince Yan gave a light smile, waved his hand, flew to the front of him, held the green and red swords in both hands, pulled them out, and said, "don't learn from that boy"

all the people present were the best at least, How could he not hear the curse? The Red Buddha's eyes flashed a killing opportunity, cut out the sword, bypassed Prince Yan, and went straight to aman.

"Keng"

the sound of a collision of swords and swords rings, and the green sword blocks the sword to cut the crime and abstain from the sword. The sword turns and shakes away the Red Buddha.

"If anyone dares to move her again, I will not save my life under my sword," Prince Yan said with a cold look.

"Rampant"

the young man of Xiaozu snorted coldly. His figure was like an eagle. He swept past quickly, clawed at aman with three fingers.

Prince Yan's eyes are full of murders. The breath of his double swords turns sharply. His black hair collapses and his crown is broken. He is hunting and dancing. The unprecedented terrible sense of oppression spreads everywhere.

On the one hand, the legend of the great Xia Dynasty is the first to show the killing body. It is no longer peaceful. The killing opportunity is overflowing. The sword flies in a flash. The blood splashes and the sword closes the throat.

The strong man at the top of the five robberies shocked everyone present with one move.

"Kill"

the Buddha in red looks down and cuts down with a knife. The unique strong breath of the three disasters rises and cuts through the night.

Xiao clan, Yan Clan, Rong clan, the three top strongmen at the same time move to cooperate, palm open nine days, halberd down the yellow spring, the rest of the strongmen also join hands to kill the two people in front of them.

Buddhism, three ethnic groups, four three disasters, together with dozens of inborn and extremely powerful lineups, make the whole world closed.

Green and red wave chop, a waterfall brilliant kill light, four strong three disasters, standing strong sense of oppression, unstoppable sword light, in the moon like death hook sickle, only kill, the wounded soul, blood splashed everywhere.

The most terrible aspect of the great Xia legend is that the sword is merciless, the spring is open, and the earth is welcoming.

The splashing blood on the sword blooms one waterfall after another, showing the legend of killing the heart. The black hair is flying, and the sword is powerful. In a flash, it is another figure, under the sword of death.

At this moment, behind Prince Yan and in the Zhao camp, a black bow bends open, the breath of terror flows, and the dark cyan light converges to form a terrible arrow, breaking through the air.

As soon as the arrow came out, the space trembled and felt green and red. The sword fluttered away, and the legend of summer passed by. The light of the arrow passed by, and a trace of black hair fell to the ground.

"You are dead"

Prince Yan's eyes are cold and his hand is waving. The sand sword and Zhige fly out, and the green and red double swords leave his hand, turning into meteors and heading straight into the sky.

"Four Swords move the world, heaven and earth fall together"

this is the first earthly move. The Four Swords shake the four directions and fall down suddenly, and then the heaven and earth collapse. The broken void brings up dark gullies, blood and limbs, flying all over the sky.

After a terrible move, more than ten congenital strong people who were closest to each other were all sent out. In the Zhao camp, blood and bones were flying. One of the people holding the bow was bleeding like rain all over his body, unable to fall, and his mouth was gushing with blood.

It was a shocking scene. The leaders of the three ethnic groups fell to the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood, and managed to stabilize themselves. Looking at the tragedy in front of them, they looked terrible and unbelievable.

"Zhao family, will I will... "

The eyes of the purple robed man with the bow are gradually lost. It's too late to say the last words. Today, the Zhao family, who is in four states, has finally tasted the most incisive pain.

"Retreat"

seeing the unfavorable situation, the Buddha in red clothes moves at his feet and withdraws from the war with the Buddhist behind him.

Rong clan, Xiao clan, Yan Clan also dare not love war again, quickly withdraw.

"Keng"

the four swords of green, red, sand and Zhige fall into the scabbard. Prince Yan takes a look at the little girl beside him and says calmly, "let's go. It's time to send the wuzhijuan past"

"en"

aman nods his head cleverly, takes up the scabbard and goes away with the former.

Knowing the fate of Hou Fu, wearing plain clothes under the moon, quietly looking at the moon in the sky, the yearning surges up from the heart unconsciously, the world is warm and cold, and only after tasting it can we know the depth.

All of a sudden, the heart a shock pain, such as a thousand knife carving heart, a knife a knife, reflected in the heart.

In the hometown of West Buddha, aman looks at the words on Wuzhi scroll in front of him. Zhenyuan Huadao is engraved into his heart one stroke at a time. It's the first time that someone can use it after thousands of years.Separated from each other, the news is completely closed, and it is difficult for any method to work. Only through the two people who are completely connected by blood, can the contents of Wuzhi volume be spread to China.

In front of aman, Prince Yan stood with his back to his face, silent and silent. The pain of his heart was beyond ordinary people's tolerance. The persistence of these two generations is distressing.

Full of words, engraved into the heart, two people separated from each other, endure great pain, but only at this time, can we feel each other's existence.

A little bit of blood, from the corner of the mouth down, dyed the clothes in front of the two people, the fate of this mangong sudden, from that moment on, the two people tightly tied together, once did not understand the world girl, once the frail youth, at first sight, slightly naive words, is indeed the best memory in the world.

On the journey to the west of the moon, a bloody letter from heaven came to China from the native land of the West Buddha. After the last stroke, a smile crossed the corner of aman's mouth and he fainted.

Magistrate Hou Fu, plain clothes eyes dark, into the study, closed the door.

In MANYANG country, in front of FuPan mountain where snow cherry blossoms are floating, the dark atmosphere comes. After a look at the snow covered mountain pass, it turns into a streamer and goes up.

He should have thought of it here.

FuPan mountain, MANYANG holy mountain and Baqi are gods of MANYANG kingdom. It's not surprising that they hide here.

The green and red figure appeared and quickly followed.

In FuPan mountain, Bianjiang River enters and goes down the mountain step by step. After the volcano stops, the dead mountain becomes the territory where Baqi lives. It's full of chilly air everywhere.

I don't know how long I've been walking. Bian Jiang stops and looks at the rocks in front of him. He turns his hands and takes photos. With a roar, the sky shakes and the earth shakes.

In the rubble all over the sky, a strange black light flew out. Before he had time to escape, Bian Jiang put it into his hands and wiped out his spiritual consciousness.

In the rear, Li Luo frowned lightly, but he didn't see what the guangtuan flying into Bian Jiang's hands was.

The three Temple Masters had different tasks and had different intelligence. Even as the leader of Yongye sect, he could not easily interfere with the other two temple masters' tasks.

One by one, they left the Houfu, and the green and red figure came out of the study. The same face appeared in both places at the same time. The next moment, they walked out of the Houfu.

The dark pile of the Yongye cult, which had been lurking outside the Houfu, saw the figure coming out of the Houfu and immediately followed him. However, within ten miles of leaving the Imperial City, he lost the track of the former.

Academy, green and red figure, face transformation, is said to be seriously injured and dying Zhiming Hou.

"Master, no volume found" in the cabin, Ning Chen look solemn way.

Wen Yan, the master who was sorting out the ancient books, raised his head and said slowly, "go to find Daokui, he will guide you to practice"

"there's one more thing I don't want to worry about, I hope you can give me some advice," Ning Chen said.

"What's the matter?" The master said.

"The soul of Ziyi is still in the middle spirit realm. I don't know how to retrieve it?" Ning Chen asks a way.

Master was silent for a moment, and said, "if the leader of Yongye God cult can get back his weapon, his strength can barely reach the level of the third disaster. In the middle spiritual realm, he may be able to fight with qijuetian, who has limited strength. If you want to save Xia Ziyi's soul, this is the only way"

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, and this is also very difficult, although Li Luo knows the smoke Cloud God GE's position, but it must be guarded by Hades. Facing a strong man who is close to the three disasters, he really has no confidence.

The middle spirit realm is the junction of the two realms. Pluto can't reach China, and they can't reach the world where Pluto is. The middle spirit realm is supported by Yanyun Shenge, which has limited bearing capacity, and Pluto doesn't dare to come too much power.

However, even so, the enemy who is close to the level of "three calamities full circle" does not just pass.

"The volume of life is forbidden, and your internal body and foundation will be improved quickly in a short time. This is also the fastest way for you to improve your strength in a short time. However, this move can be repaired or not. Please remember," teacher zhengse reminds us.

"Well, thank you for your advice"

Ning Chen nodded, immediately saluted and withdrew.

Half a day later, Qinghong figure returned to Houfu. In the dead of night, in the courtyard, Liluo appeared out of thin air.

The two men, one bright and one dark, sat face to face in the Academy, exchanging information with each other.

"Master, I always have a question to ask, is this the true face of your body?" Ning Chen opens his mouth to ask a way.

"Of course" Li Luo took a sip of tea and said, "otherwise, how can you hide from Bianjiang"

"it's really incredible to be a man with two bodies," Ning Chen sighed.

"Oh, it's just a remnant handed down from the last time five domains were cleaned. It's not complete. If you want to learn, I can teach you," Li Luo said with a faint smile.

"Thank you for your generosity," Ning Chen said respectfully.

"Ah, don't call me elder. We are not so familiar. Moreover, I can't teach you in vain. You have to pay for it," Li Luo said with a smile.Ning Chen's mouth slightly curved and said, "what's in Hou's mansion that the leader can look up to? Just take it at will"

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