The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The eternal night canon is full of fantastic light. On top of the canon, a picture of mountains and rivers appears, and the shadow is clearly visible.

"Hiding here"

there was a chill in Bian Jiang's eyes. After looking for it for so long, he finally found it.

The Royal Court of northern Mongolia, on the northwest border, is separated from the mountains. The black atmosphere converges, and the Bian River comes out. The powerful pressure comes, and the mountains are full of birds and animals, crawling and wailing.

In the river stretching for hundreds of miles, a vague and transparent figure appeared, whistling and piercing the eardrum.

"Water demon?" Bian Jiang stops and frowns slightly.

It's not easy for an ordinary River to give birth to strange things.

The water demon has gathered in human form, showing a female appearance, which means that the outline of facial features has not been completely shaped, and it is a little fuzzy.

The water demon, who has just opened his mind, obviously feels the terror of the person in front of him. With endless fear, he no longer exists at the same level, making him feel the crushing oppression.

When Bian Jiang stepped into the river, the whole river collapsed. The body of the water demon immediately disintegrated without any resistance. It was as cruel and simple as the God crushed an ant.

Step by step, suppress all spirits, and no insects, ants, birds or beasts dare to come out to block the way. Soon, the fog will gather to cover the ten directions of vision.

Bian Jiang sneers. It seems that he is awake.

In the fog, the darkness is surging, and any obstacle can't be blocked. The heavy fog is dispelled in an instant.

"Whoa, whoa"

at this moment, the cry of a young baby is heard in the depth of the alienated mountain, which makes people feel cold.

The earth rumbled, the rocks collapsed, a petrified body like a mountain revived, and eight huge heads appeared, with baby faces, four men and four women.

Except for the head of a baby boy who died on Tianhuo, all the other eight babies woke up.

On the alienated mountain, nine babies scream, eight heads dance together, four girls open their mouths, red flames gush out, burning to the black figure in front.

"Just a beast, dare to challenge me"

Bian Jiang snorted coldly, waved his hand, the black breath gathered in front of him, the surging red flame was blocked, and it was difficult to enter half an inch.

Nine baby panic, four baby boys also open mouth, Xuanshui tide, with terrible poison, from the sky.

"Tianqi"

Bianjiang holds his hand and starts with an ancient sword. His blood is flowing, strange and extraordinary.

The sword broke away from Xuanshui and cut off the heads of three baby boys with one sword. With three loud bangs, the heads fell on the earth, bringing dust and sand all over the sky.

Gushing blood, dyed red, blue blood, sky cry, sky drop blood rain, beautiful.

Absolute crushing, no doubt killing, hiding for tens of thousands of years, jiuying can't escape the fate of being slaughtered after all. The cry of babies resounding through the alienated mountain is so sad, but it's useless.

Blue blood sky weeps, sharp and merciless, cuts through the cold light of killing, one head after another falls, in front of the powerful Wuguan, jiuying, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, hardly has much resistance, and step by step enters the road of the yellow spring.

The power of human beings is always the nightmare of other living beings. Even if their lives are only a hundred years, the achievements they can achieve will be beyond the reach of thousands of years.

The mountain is full of scars. Blood is flowing and half of the mountain is dyed red. Jiuying falls into the pool of blood and there is no sound any more.

Bian Jiang raised his hand, nine infants, a black and red light flying out, slowly falling.

Not far away, Li Luo appears. Seeing this scene, his eyes are not hesitant any more. His figure rushes quickly and grabs the flying light.

Bian Jiang Mou son a cold, foot move, block in front of, the sky cry wave cut, the sky blue blood light.

He turned away from Luo's body, avoided the sword light, and wanted to receive the light group again, but it was a step too late.

"Do you think I'm really defenseless?"

Bian Jiang waves his hand to put away the origin of jiuying, and looks at the person in front of him in a cold voice.

Suddenly, there is such a strange strong man in the world, and he has something to do with the magistrate. How can he not be on guard.

"In this case, let me see how far you have progressed"

the words fall, the body moves from Luo, the sword comes out, the beauty of one sword is amazing, the completely strange martial arts, the slow and fast sword, make people confused.

Bian Jiang turned his hand to block the sword, with a clang sound, the black breath scattered everywhere, the blue blood sky weeping across, the blue light dazzling.

Li Luo is as still as a mountain. His sword fingers shake the sky and cry. The mountain falls suddenly. A huge crack opens between them.

The strongest man who is closest to the third natural disaster in the world meets again in shulishan mountain in northern Mongolia. The light of the sword and the edge of the sword are constantly intertwined. Life and death are only in an instant.

This is a moment when the mountain of estrangement, which is already full of holes, is devastated again. A large piece of collapsed rock falls away from the mountain, and the terror of the warrior on the top is obvious.

At the same time, in the east of summer, on a thousand li wasteland, Princess Luo, who had passed the fifth calamity, was facing the biggest calamity of her life. The fifth calamity had just passed, and then the three calamities came. The Yongye zongnv, who was gradually exhausted, was in danger.The ghost sedan came, and the red clad Zhiming came out. Looking at the Luo imperial concubine in the disaster, she frowned.

"What to do?"

Meng Xuanji's face is heavy, and Tianjie can't intervene. Otherwise, the person who makes the move will also lead to Tianjie of the same or even stronger level as his own cultivation.

She only knew that the man around her had been a natural disaster, but now the situation

Ning Chen is wrinkling eyebrow, the light in the Mou is continuously beating, his present strength, can't block these three calamities at all.

"Go back" rather Chen calm way.

Back into the sedan, the ghost sedan galloped toward the direction of the marquis.

In the stone room of Hou's mansion, Ning Chen came, looked at the figure trapped under the Suolu sword, and said, "Princess Luo has an accident. Now only you can save her in Mihua yuan"

under the Buddha's sword, the devil opened his eyes and said in a cold voice, "you should know what will happen if you let me go"

Ning Chen did not answer. He took a look at the Bodhi behind him and said calmly, "master, thank you "Do you think about it Sword Bodhi asked.

"En"

Ning Chen nodded and said that now, there should be no accident in the alliance relationship between him and the leader of eternal night. If he had guaranteed the safety of Princess Luo, he must do what he said.

Sword Bodhi sighed softly. He didn't say any more. He twisted his fingers, whirled back to the scabbard, and the seal of the stone chamber disappeared.

The devil moves, and the devil's power moves the sky. Sword Bodhi steps forward and claps his hand to take the power of the devil's hand.

"This palm is a greeting. Cherish your last time, good friend!"

Cold voice, without a trace of emotion, devil wrong body, a friend, now, more ironic.

The devil waves his hand and flies out of the magic sword under the stone chamber. At the next moment, the magic atmosphere spreads and the devil disappears.

"I hope you won't regret today's decision in the future." sword Bodhi looks at the devil's body leaving. His eyes are very solemn and he says.

Even in the native land of the West Buddha, this man is absolutely the son of heaven. If such a man is possessed by the devil, the final disaster will be unimaginable.

In the east of summer, on the Milwaukee plain, the magic atmosphere gathered, the king's clothes in Xuanyi hunted and danced, and stepped into the three disasters step by step, without any change for the terrible catastrophe.

In the heavy sea robbery, Princess Luo vomited a mouthful of blood, and her body was staggering. She had already reached the limit.

"It's you"

when Luo Fei saw the figure coming, her consciousness relaxed and she fainted directly.

The devil catches the fallen shadow, cuts the surging fire with one sword, and walks out.

There is a sense of anger in heaven. The invisible industry is cremated into a visible, black flame, burning the sky and boiling the sea.

"The magic sword buries the sky"

the magic sword moves, the magic atmosphere is surging, and a lot of sword Qi appears. It rushes up to the sky, buries the sword of the sky, and cuts down the nine heavens.

The roaring sound of collision, sounded in the sky, industry fire, magic atmosphere face-to-face collision, the sky changed dramatically, a heavy weight down, a hundred miles of wasteland, swaying violently.

When the devil resists the heaven, he reaches the stage of extreme heat. With a sword in his hand, it is hard for the fire of karma to come. He sinks into the devil and waves between the heaven and the earth. The endless fire of karma spreads between the heaven and the earth. At this moment, even the void burns.

At the same time, the fierce battle has been going on for some time. With the power of the underworld, Bianjiang's cultivation is no weaker than anyone's, and he is extremely strong.

On the contrary, Liluo is only a separate force now, and its strength is not as good as the noumenon after all. Under the situation of one change and the other, the war situation does not prevail.

On the other side, a trace of black breath scattered from the wound. Blue blood Tianqi is one of the most famous swords in the divine religion. It is as famous as the reincarnation of magic sword. In Bian Jiang's hands, the power is even more terrible. In the sharp edge of the sword, every sword is constantly moaning.

"Retreat"

seeing that Bian Jiang Neng is not what he used to be, Li Luo is not willing to love war any more. He swings away the former with one knife and leaves the war situation.

Bian Jiang hummed coldly, but he didn't catch up with them any more. Their strength is almost the same. Now it's meaningless to catch up with them.

The magistrate's residence, Li Luo, appears and looks at the red figure waiting in the courtyard. His eyes are slightly narrowed. As expected, he is separated. Where is the boy's body.

"Lord, I've been waiting for you for a long time," Ning Chen said.

"What's the matter?"

The words sound falls, leave Luo eyebrow to suddenly wrinkle, spirit consciousness swept a circle, way, "Luo imperial concubine?"

"In Du rob, should come back soon" rather Chen answers a way.

Before the words fall, the magic atmosphere falls from the void. A figure with white hair and dark clothes comes out, holding the comatose concubine Luo in her arms. With a wave of her hand, the beautiful shadow flies down and falls into the Hou mansion.

Leave Luo to pick up Luo imperial concubine, looking at Ling Li's figure in the sky, the Mou son flashed a touch of streamer.

"I've been rescued. When I'm looking forward to seeing you again, don't let me down with your sword"

the magic atmosphere is scattered, the devil is gone, and peace is restored over the Houfu. However, the hearts of those present are even heavier.

"Miss Ruoxi, please"

Li Luo takes Princess Luo into the room and looks at the woman standing behind Ning Chen all the time."This is what Ruoxi should do," Ruoxi said in a soft voice.

"Boy, if you don't cherish such a good girl, it's too late to regret in the future." Li Luo glances at the young man in front of Ruoxi, with an unprecedented solemn look.