The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

With the advent of the underworld, all the people on the scene were shocked out, and the earth was stained with blood.

The heaven dissipates, the stars fall, sword one, sword Bodhi and others are also shaken away by the supreme power, blood splashes in the dust.

After the fierce wind and waves, the people fell to the ground, stepped back a few steps, barely stabilized themselves, and vomited red.

Without a move, just the coming breath has made it hard for the strong on the spot to inherit the divine power and suffer a lot of injuries.

"Let's go"

the master of eternal night cried out in a hurry, his eyes full of surprise.

"Can you go?"

The underworld raised his hand, and the majestic power came out of the shock. With one hand he opened the sky, and the world lost its color.

"Flower burying in frosty sky"

when Zhang Wei came, he couldn't avoid it. As soon as the head of flower sparing palace changed his face, he put on a real yuan and gathered the strength of five robberies to block the divine power.

With a loud bang, the frost broke and the flowers dissipated, like the blood of the waterfall. Before the eyes of the flower sparing palace leader were darkened, they had fallen into the dust and died.

"Palace Lord" disorderly dust, face a change, sad way.

"Let's go, extreme thunder, sacrifice to heaven"

the leader of Yongye cult looks anxious and drinks again. He is urged by the divine sword in his hand, and then moves to the extreme. The red thunder gathers and cuts down the sky.

They bear the grief of losing their comrades in arms, and quickly withdraw from their bodies to ensure their final strength.

When the red thunder comes, the eyes of the underworld are cold, and the thunder crash and disappear.

The next moment, a cold light from the God's eyes across, the rapid exit of the blue and white male body suddenly trembled, chest cold light through, blood fog gushing all over the sky, fell silent.

"Blue and white"

in the dust of chaos, his eyes shrink and he stops to save, but he is dragged away by Hua Qiangxing.

"It's too late" will flash across the sadness in the eyes of China, sink the voice way.

The breath that quickly dissipated has lost its vitality. Suddenly, the first Prince of the thunder Dynasty sleeps in the land of China forever.

People who are in a hurry and retreat dare not stay at all. At this moment, to stop is to die, and there is no other result.

At this time, the God raised his hand again. Suddenly, the nine days trembled, the waves swept, the awe inspiring power gathered, the divine move coagulated again, and the world changed color.

Seeing the coming of the divine power, jianputi sighed deeply and did not retreat any more. He opened the most holy move of Buddhism at the cost of his life and fought for the last chance to escape.

"Bodhi Heart Zen, one reading proves Bodhi"

the Buddha summons the world, Bodhi proves the road, and a huge golden * appears at the foot of Bodhi. The shining, dancing black hair and young face are the memories left by the Buddha to all living beings in the world. The next moment, Bodhi dissipates, the Holy Light purifies the world, and covers the whole ten li area.

The rumbling and collapsing earth is constantly falling. Bodhi's ultimate move is to destroy the sky and the earth. Even the space can't bear it. It is constantly disintegrating and spreading rapidly.

In the holy light, the underworld is still like a mountain, hunting in black, and the star eyes are calm without any change.

"Human beings, leave your name"

"sword Bodhi"

finally, with the endless coming of the holy light, leaving the last grace in China, Hades raised his hand, scattered the surrounding holy light, and walked out step by step.

The light dissipated, and the world was calm. Bodhi traded his body for a move, sacrificed his life, and fought for the last chance to leave. The underworld watched the group disappear and did not chase them.

"My king" Bian Jiang knelt down and said respectfully.

"Huishenjiao" the underworld opens his mouth and says lightly.

Words sound down, black breath circulation, both figures scattered, disappeared without a trace.

In the miserable world war I, the earth was broken and devastated, heaven and earth were crying, the rain was pouring down, and the rolling clouds could not cover the glare of the bloody moon. How to tide over this disaster, this time, even heaven and earth did not know.

Outside the academy and the wooden house, the master looked at the weeping land of China. In his old eyes, he flashed a sigh. After all, the world has not avoided this disaster.

In the Qizhou mountains, in the belly of gluttonous food, Jiang forgets Ji to be silent. Looking at the young people in front of him, he says nothing. It's easy for the mysterious sound to reverberate, making the last effort for this world.

In the palace of emperor Haowu in the imperial city of summer, streamers gather. After landing, Qi Qi vomites a mouthful of vermilion and looks gloomy.

Everyone knows that the world is over.

"Don't be depressed at this point. If we give up, there will be no hope in the world any more." the leader of Yongye sect looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice.

Chaos dust steady body, eyes look to the west, eyes flash a powerless color, the world, really there is hope?

Xia Ziyi sighed and said rationally, "the arrival of the underworld has become a fact. The great disaster in China can't be solved in a short time. We need to think about it in the long run. Before that, please hurry up to heal"

"en"

the leader of the eternal night cult, the master of the golden staff and others nodded. Now there is really no good way. Before the underworld moves again, they are the most important The most important thing is to recover our strength as soon as possible.Many people closed their doors to heal their wounds. They kept their final strength for the sake of not knowing whether there is a future. No one knows where they hope for this disaster.

The eternal night God cult, the nihilistic temple, the dark air is floating, and the underworld comes. He raises his hand to take pictures of the eternal night God cult, which is powerful and suppresses chaos.

The Qi Jue spirit body breath concussion, the true yuan rapid consumption, the gods who come to the world ahead of time, the God body is missing, under the rapid consumption, the true yuan fault phenomenon appears constantly.

"Found"

the underworld waved and merged the volume of Ming Dynasty, looking at the direction of tiancang academy, with calm eyes without any color.

*, originally hiding there.

The black breath overflows and the body of the underworld disperses. In a flash, it disappears.

Academy, is feeding the horse dusk into snow look suddenly changed, looking at the sky, beautiful face flashed shock.

Long grown up little white horse four legs shaking, shivering, fear from the soul, this moment, again difficult to hide.

On the void, the underworld appeared and looked at the trembling white horse. He immediately withdrew his eyes and turned to the wooden house.

Is this the last guardian of the world?

In the cabin, the master, who had been sorting out the ancient books, finally gathered up the last books, opened the door of the cabin and went out.

Master is very slow, because he is too old, but Pluto is not in a hurry, waiting for the guardian of the world to arrange the last thing.

The black clothes are hunting and dancing. The gods, who have no time to be impatient, calm and noble, and hate the filthy people's hearts, still give the greatest fairness to the strong who dare to face the divine power in the world.

"Taisu"

the master opened his mouth, and under the wooden house, a simple and mottled sword slowly rose. In an instant, the land of the Academy trembled, and the boundless noble righteousness gushed out into the old master's body. For thousands of years, the first person in the land of China finally showed his true heroism.

The Confucian school has a thousand years of spirit, and the master's old face is rapidly becoming younger. He has white robes and long black hair, dancing in the wind.

At the same time, in the Qizhou mountains, in the belly of gluttonous food, Daokui got up and looked at the young man who had been practicing until the last moment. He turned his mouth and said goodbye with a faint smile.

The earth splits, the streamer flies out, disappears in a flash, and goes quickly towards the Academy.

Over the Academy, the master went up with a sword and looked at the underworld in front of him. His eyes were calm and supported for thousands of years. Finally, he waited until this day.

At this time, a purple streamer came into view from the north of the Academy, and Daokui arrived. In a flash, he was in front of them.

"Are you ready?" The underworld opens his mouth and calms down.

"Wait a long time, please," the teacher said.

"Then I will officially start"

the underworld raised his hand, the divine power moved the sky, the raging waves, the angry haze surging and roaring, the thunder surging in the sky, the dark clouds rolling, the extreme depression.

In the first palm, heaven and earth shudder, everything creeps, the mighty power roars out, the terrible power, the human wails.

"Against heaven and earth, yin and Yang, turn heaven and earth into a hundred Qi, embrace the yuan and return to one, and Taiji produces two Yi without quantity"

Taiyi's mysterious sound moves, the Taoist gate opens strangely, and the black and white double Qi spreads out. The yuan of the array limits the power of the underworld and blocks the power of destroying the world.

However, the power of God is irresistible. The palm of God destroys and destroys, and even breaks the array block, before they come.

Daokui's eyes slightly coagulate, Xuanyin turns again, the seven strings move together, the ancient sword of yin and Yang comes out, turns into two swords, and thrusts upward.

At the same time, the master's Taisu sword was moving, and Haoran's healthy qi was surging. He used one sword to help the situation and block the power of God.

With a bang, the divine power dissipated. On the string, five fingers were stained with blood, and Taisu's sword was blaring.

Jiang forgetting Ji didn't take care of the injury on his finger. He used blood as a guide to start the array again. The Yin Yang double swords gathered the brilliance of Liangyi, fell from the sky and chopped to the underworld.

"The cooperation is not bad"

there is a flash of appreciation in Pluto's eyes. He turns his left palm to block Taisu's sword, and his right palm gathers divine power to block Taiyi's double swords.

"Unfortunately, it's still too weak"

the words fell, the divine power came out, the three swords flew backwards, the master's hand holding the sword was dyed red, and he withdrew ten feet.

"Shuangqihai"

at the bottom of the battle, mu Chengxue's eyes shrank. She was too familiar with this situation. When she fought with Wu Jun, she had the same situation.

"The autumn water passes through the Liangyi, and the sea of clouds shows the light of the sky"

seeing that the power of the underworld is amazing, the master has always been in the hands of the heaven and the earth. He is a person who creates moves and shows the great power of Confucianism.

At the same time, Daokui combined with his movements. Taiyi's mysterious voice condensed and thousands of streamers converged, which added to the power of Confucianism.

In the battle of academies, Taoism and Confucianism, the first people in thousands of years, joined hands to fight against the underworld. The battle beyond cognition attracted the attention of countless strong people in China. At the same time, they were shocked, and a touch of hope rose in their hearts.

They didn't expect that there were two such powerful people in China, the ancient sages.

"The three calamities are fully fulfilled"

somewhere in China, Yao man, Jiefeng and others are looking at the battle in the distance, and their faces are startled. There are two perfect and powerful men on China.In HaoWu palace, many powerful people are also concerned about the earth shaking World War I. even if they don't believe it, they still hope that master and Daokui can stop the underworld's robbery at this moment.

The falling star's eyes are constantly beating. I don't know whether it's an illusion or something. He always feels that the existence of those two people has surpassed the common three disasters. Especially the master, after thousands of years of noble righteousness, has surpassed the limits that human beings can reach.

Maybe there is still hope in the world.