The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

"My king, ha ha..."

Blood pool, harsh laughter reverberated in the array, the next moment, longitudinal body, rapid collapse, sharp sword, burst out, blood and bone all over the sky, such as rain, dyed all over the ground.

After thousands of years of death, Bian Jiang's face changed greatly, his whole body was full of black air, and his blood was very fierce. He stepped out of the war and rushed to Zhiming.

When the victorious Marquis saw this, his Sabre rose, and his mighty army dominated the world. With one knife, the earth collapsed and separated, cutting off the road ahead.

Sword battle, crazy LAN raging waves, victory Hou hard regret several moves, mouth quietly overflow red.

"The place to break the battle is 17 Li to the north of this place, across the intersection between jiuying and Taowu's original light column"

in the thick blood fog, Ning Chen, full of dazzling blood light, opened his mouth, and his voice penetrated the blood fog and spread to everyone present.

The red light disappeared in a twinkling of an eye. It was so startling that it reappeared in front of Bian Jiang. The king of hell appeared and killed by the blood light.

"You're going to break the battle"

the edge of the sword is burning to the utmost, the final glory, brilliant glare, knowing your life, moving and killing, merciless, unfeeling, and feeling lost!

The extremely fast speed and ruthless killing make the head of Wuguan dare not be careless. The blue blood sky weeps, waves and cuts, and regrets the hell King's magic soldiers.

Keng Ran's two swords fight. The edge of Yama's divine sword turns quickly. It's strong with speed, and the red clothes move. There are red lights and shadows, which make people dizzying.

"Give this girl to the poor monk, you go"

the abbot of du'e Temple reluctantly props up the injured body, opens the Buddhist world, blocks the Chinese makeup and urges the way.

"Take care"

with a deep sigh, the leader of Yongye sect no longer wastes the time he has to fight for by burning his life. He is rushing to the place as the latter said.

The abbot of duer temple, the triumphant Marquis, also put down the heavy burden in his heart and started to catch up quickly. In order to prevent the coming of Hades, so many people have been sacrificed. At this last moment, he can't hesitate any more.

Bianjiang's face changed, and he wanted to stop it. However, yanwang Jianfeng wanted to kill him, and his moves were all the way to huangquan.

"Zhiming Hou, it's you who want to die!"

Bian Jiang is angry. His anger can't be exposed. His black breath is surging around him. His sword is shining with brilliant blue light. His power is earth shaking.

The earth rumbles and collapses, and large pieces of earth and rock rise. The head of Wuguan is extremely active. Vientiane collapses, heaven and earth fall, and the terrifying power converges thousands of square meters.

Ning Chen can't avoid the powerful aftereffects in a large range. He adds the aftereffects of his moves. Suddenly, his mouth is red and he is injured for the first time.

"If you want my life, you can trade it for it"

the blood is still flowing and the sword's power is not stopped. The sword that turns back has infinite blood light. In the moment of decline, the sword turns red and the sky turns bright.

Fengyuan's accomplishments are constantly rising and faster. At this moment, he can't even see the shadow. There are only red lights left. Before he blinks, there is blood fog all over the sky.

The battle between the strong and the fast reaches its peak in the great array of the polar sky. Taking advantage of the shadow of the wind, it is difficult to distinguish between man and sword. The sword moves and the man follows the sword.

In the battle on the top, the spirit of the warrior resounds in the sky, and thousands of invisible chains sway, which is the approval of the Dao to the swordsman.

At this moment, the barren City, the magistrate's mansion and the academy all seemed to hear the swaying sound of the chain, and their faces were different.

"Oh? There is also a stronger sword "

soon after leaving the deserted city, the setting star moves quickly to the West.

The last grace of life is to know one's fate and start to walk on the sword. There is no time on the sword, which makes the strong people in the world feel the different heart of the sword.

"Is this his sword?"

In front of the sword pool, mubai looks at the West and sighs. His unswerving heart of the sword and the boy's persistence make him look up to him again.

Knowing the fate of Hou Fu, dusk into snow looking at the west, beautiful eyes tears unconsciously left, inexplicable pain, lingering in the heart.

In Weiyang palace, lime, who had been accompanying Chang sun to review, suddenly trembled, quietly saluted Chang sun, and quietly retreated.

Outside the hall, the lime finally could not help it any more. Her lips were covered lightly, her tears were dripping, and her heart was like a knife.

In the stomach of Taotie, Su Yi feels the danger of separation, the whole body is disordered, and the sea of Qi is scattered, thrusting against the noumenon.

"Er"

the chaotic Zhenyuan, with a waterfall of blood mist, is separated and connected. At this moment, it is also in danger.

"Ningchen"

Jiang forgetji's face was shocked, his hands moved, the Guqin sounded, one Yin and one Yang two ancient swords turned retrogradely, and then opened the secret array.

"Against heaven and earth, yin and Yang, turn heaven and earth into a hundred Qi, embrace yuan and return to one, life and death turn to heaven"

the strange array of daomen opens, yin and Yang turn into Liangyi, Liangyi generate Taiji, the rotating ancient sword, the black and white brilliance falls, reverses Yin and Yang, and protects the two soul flames of Zhiming.

At the end of his life, red Yi, who burns the power of the source, reaches the pure and bright state never seen before in the sword. One sword is stronger than another, which makes the head of Wuguan feel the most extreme pressure.

"God destroys heaven and earth"

Bianjiang transports the power of the underworld again. Endless black air surges around the body, and the extreme power shakes the heaven and earth, violently oppresses the heaven and earth, and soars to the sky to shake off the wind and cloud and startle the Divine Land.Shenwei is close to the body. The red clothes turn around. The figure is invisible to the naked eye. It avoids the close air currents.

At the moment when he knew his life to fight for time, in the depth of the array, the leader of Yongye sect, the Marquis of triumph, and the national master of Jinzhang came to the weakness of the array that Ning Chen said.

In the swaying and twisted void, a huge black whirlpool rises and falls, I don't know where to go, only a terrible pressure looms, which makes people scared.

"That's it"

the master of eternal night took a look at the space vortex in front of him and focused on the road.

"Time is pressing, destroy it"

the triumphant Marquis, holding a sabre in his hand, gathered Zhenyuan and said in a deep voice.

The master of the golden staff nods, the golden staff turns quickly, the whole body gathers true yuan, the golden ring ring rings, and his whole life cultivation is the most important move.

Three people join hands, Zhenyuan short pressure of this square array of forces, three streams of light in one place, suddenly cut into the void of the black vortex.

When it was about to be accomplished, the power of belief from half of China gathered in the array and quickly stabilized the heart of the array.

The black feather floats, the belief gathers the shape, turns into an illusory figure, cannot see the face clearly, but has the extremely terrible breath circulation, suppresses the heaven and earth.

Seeing the body of the power of belief, the three men's faces immediately sank and got into trouble.

The demon God appeared and looked down without any emotion. He turned his hand and pressed it down, which was very powerful.

Yongye sect leader step forward, smoke God Ge red electricity collapse, block the hand of the demon God.

Bang, several steps back, stained with blood of the corner of the mouth, showing the power can not shake the powerlessness.

The magic God moves again, returns in triumph, and the golden staff national master moves to resist. With a sudden slap, the blood is scattered all over the sky, and the two people who are both badly injured fly out with blood.

Seventeen miles away, Ning Chen also felt the strong breath of this sudden appearance. As soon as his face changed, he was about to go to support him. Suddenly, he faltered and vomited blood.

Burning the source, fighting Wuguan Zhiming, at this moment, finally exhausted the power, to the moment when the oil is exhausted.

Bianjiang see gap, hand coagulation powerful Haoyuan, figure flashing. Come for life.

At this very critical moment, a sword surrounded by magic atmosphere appeared, and Keng ran blocked the hand of Wuguan.

"Good friend, I'm late"

the shadow of white hair and the magic mark in the middle of eyebrows are looming. Xia Ziyi and Luo Fei show up in the war together and help the faltering Zhiming, with a deep voice.

"Go Go to save them "

Ning Chen takes a look at them with his sword and says weakly.

"Here you are," Xia Ziyi worried.

"No problem, go quickly, it's too late"

Ning Chen pushed the former away and reluctantly raised his last strength. The immortal soldiers of the hell sublimated their brilliance, shining all over the world, unprecedented dazzling.

Seeing that his friend's heart had been decided, Xia Ziyi sighed deeply, and had to bear the pain in his heart. He took Luo Fei and rushed forward quickly.

"Can we go?"

Bian Jiang Mou son a cold, blue blood swept out, sword break.

"If you want to stop it, you have to pass me first"

the king of hell's sword crosses and blocks the blue blood front, and the blood flows from his arms to dye his body red and his clothes wet.

"Zhiming Hou, how long can you support it?"

Bian Jiang is cold and humorous. As soon as he steps on his feet, he is forced to die by the cold light and becomes more and more fierce.

Red clothes move the sword. Although the edge of the sword is still very fast, it is not sharp until the end of the life.

At the same time, in front of the vortex of space, the leader of the eternal night cult, the Marquis of triumph and the master of the golden staff joined hands to fight against the magic God. They were also seriously injured and gradually lost their way.

Half of China's belief in the body, the devil can not be shaken, a move in one form, God shaking.

At this moment, Xia Ziyi and imperial concubine Luo finally made it. The magic sword aroused the endless evil spirit in the emperor's body. The reincarnation of the sword made the world sad.

Bang bang, the emperor's mouth red, sword power move again, deep magic power, surging thousands of feet.

"The rolling of the moon, the falling of the moon is silent"

concubine Luo runs the rolling of the moon at the same time, and the moonlight is scattered, boundless and silent. In an instant, the birds do not sing, the flowers do not smell, and the time and space are like a stop.

"Don't fight any more, retreat"

the demon God was blocked for a moment, Xia Ziyi cut the battle with his sword, took the injured three people and left quickly.

Luo Fei turns her hand to Ning yuan, and then she makes another move. With the four of them, she leaves.

The demon God waves his hand to disperse the sword power and palm power. He looks at the disappearing people with cold eyes, and the figure gradually disperses.

Seventeen miles away, the war situation has come to the last moment, and the light of Yama's divine soldiers is constantly darkening, showing that the fire of life is coming to extinction.

The magic atmosphere came, and in an instant, she took Zhiming and mengxuanji with her. With a sword, she opened the Bianjiang River and said in a deep voice, "Princess Luo, take them with the abbot"

"en"

Princess Luo's figure swept away. She came to the other side of the battle, shook off her makeup, took the abbot of Er temple and left quickly."Xia Ziyi, you really betrayed the cult"

looking at the white haired man standing in front of him, Bian Jiang's eyes were full of murders. At the beginning, he didn't believe that an outsider would be loyal to the cult, but now it's true.

Xia Ziyi doesn't care. The magic sword moves, the white hair dances, and the magic power shocks the world.

Bang confrontation, two people with a few steps back, the emperor does not love war, homeopathy exit, into streamer away.

After the battle stopped, peace was restored after the battle. All that was left was the sight of scars and the blood of the red earth.