The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the ancient palace, the five-party talks have reached an impasse. Everyone knows how precious a strong man who is close to perfection is. Once he is sent to the eastern China, there is little chance that he will come back alive.

"I'll make the choice"

when the deadlock is hard to break, the woman who proposed this proposal often spoke again. After that, the conversation changed and said, "however, it's absolutely impossible to stop a strong man who is close to the perfect situation. Pluto, should you show some sincerity"

"Oh? What's the choice for the girl Purple sky palace in the Mou flashed a put on different color, ask a way.

"You'll soon know," she said.

"Since women often make such sacrifices, I can't be stingy. I'd like to help them with a clean conscience," guangzun said.

"Buddha bone holy soldier, oh, light respect good big hand" demon Buddha skin smile meat don't smile way.

"Foshan is no better than the demon temple. I think the sincerity of the demon Buddha will surprise us," guangzun said with a smile.

"Hum, bald donkey, you don't have to motivate me. It's part of the responsibility of our demon temple. Naturally, I won't refuse," the demon Buddha said coldly.

"The temple will also fully support this action, and its sincerity will not disappoint Nu Chang," zitiangong said.

"It's so good. Two days later, nvchang is waiting for you to come to Changling ancient land"

after the words, nvchang's figure slowly faded away and disappeared in a flash.

"Amitabha, I'm leaving too." guangzun's figure is scattered and leaves from the ancient hall.

"See you later"

another empty shadow in the forbidden place also disappeared, and the low-key retreated.

After the three left, zitiangong looked down and said, "demon Buddha, do you know when a strong man close to congenitally great perfection came out of nvchang's hands?"

The demon Buddha shook his head and said in a deep voice, "it's the first time I've heard that this woman is always mysterious. It's really hard to see through"

in Changling ancient land, on the deepest secluded Road, a beautiful woman stood still. Her slim hands turned over the strange marks of the road. A trace of streamer overflowed from her whole body, which immediately solidified her body. Three parts were similar, seven parts were different, and one part was indifferent and more beautiful A little peace.

The art of one body and double transformation reappears the world, but it is more complete than the remnant in the hands of Ning Chen and Yongye. It is close to the full breath of the three disasters. It's hard to believe that it's just a separation.

"Nvchang, are you too adventurous?" in the ancient land, an old voice came and said.

"I've made up my mind. I don't need to say it again," she said faintly.

In the ancient land, the old voice sighed, knowing that it was useless to persuade again. It was silent, and no more words.

In tianfo mountain, the bright moon is shining high and the color of blood is turning. The influence from the land of China has begun to manifest in the native land of the West Buddha. The nearest place to the sky is already dimly visible.

This human catastrophe did not end in Shenzhou, but as the beginning, completely turning the five realms into Shura hell.

The pace of God's destruction will eventually reach the four realms. Now the success or failure of China is not only the success or failure of one realm, but also related to the life and death of the whole world.

Guangzun stands on the top of tianfoshan mountain and looks at the two people leaving at the foot of the mountain. With a sigh, he conceals today's resolution.

At the same time, the four polar realm, the top of the nine heavens, has reached a critical moment in the task of closing the passageway between the two realms. Ning ChenYun's thoughts and feelings are changed, and the dazzling multicolored breath is surging out, and the majestic spirit is like a torrent, endless.

At the same time, we can see that a huge whirlpool appears in the changing situation, constantly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth within a thousand miles.

At the next moment, the aura of heaven and earth and the aura of Holy Land merge and melt into the space channel.

At that moment, between the two realms, heaven and earth rumbled and vibrated violently, which shocked the gods who were still in the Yuan Dynasty.

"Oh?"

Dark abyss, the underworld opened his eyes, light Yi, in a flash, the body of God scattered, disappeared.

At the same time, in the desolate city, sword lights rush into the sky, with endless sword meaning, shaking nine days, shaking China.

The myth of the sword reappears in the world. Ten thousand swordsmen are obedient. Within three thousand li, each sword does not listen to the master's call, but comes out of its sheath and flies into the nine heavens.

Ten thousand swords gather in the sky, forming a cloud of swords that cover the sky. The thunder is surging and the sound is continuous.

In the endless years of China, the strongest sword has been bravely stepped out, dressed in white and dancing in the night sky.

The black breath converges, and the body of the underworld manifests, feeling the sword meaning everywhere in the world, and a strange color flashes in his eyes.

In the sword pool, the chaos of the sword body flies out. In the moment of starting, the body of the sword changes. In the dazzling light, the edge of the sword finally opens.

The sharpest sword surpasses all the soldiers in the world. Without moving the sword, there are cracks in the space.

"Swordsman, is that your challenge?" The underworld said.

"Please," said mubai calmly.

"I'll take it, don't let God down"

when the words fell, the underworld raised his hand, and the wind and haze burst into the sky. The God's power rose endlessly, and even the heaven and earth were shaken and collapsed."Sword style"

before the divine move, the sword moves in the hands of mubai, and the chaotic sword draws a bright edge.

"One sword, ten thousand calamities"

the fierce sword light cuts open the heaven and earth, comes to the body of God, and bumps into endless angry haze.

The light of the sword is broken, and the divine move comes out after it. It roars and soars. The power that is hard to speak is shocking.

"Sword style, a sword without distance"

the God moves out, the body moves at dusk, and the sword without distance appears. The fastest sword in the world is where the meaning is, and the sword is also where it is. It breaks through the space limit and crosses a white shadow under the night sky. It is fast to the limit, surpasses the limit, and blasphemes with a sword.

The God raises his hand and protects his body. Zhenyuan's strength blocks the edge of the sword. For a moment, Zhenqi shakes sharply and is extremely unstable.

"Sword style, a sword is invisible"

in the twilight, the chaos of the sword in the hand disappears, thousands of sword shadows condense into one, concentrate, concentrate again, the sword comes out of the line, converges the world's edge, and instantly breaks through the protection of the gods.

A sword into the body, blood gushing out, an inch later, difficult to inch line half a minute.

"Not bad"

the underworld grabs the edge of the sword with his right hand, and his palm swings away. In front of him at dusk, thousands of swords will defend themselves. However, the divine power is irresistible, and the swords will continue to break away. His white clothes will fly upside down and his mouth will turn red.

In the distance, Jian 1 and Jian 2, who were watching the battle, flashed heavy in their eyes, but they didn't come forward to help. They knew that they could not intervene in the battle, and the master would not allow them to intervene.

Over the barren City, the battle is still going on. The vertical and horizontal sword spirit is constantly interlaced between the swordsman and the gods. One move is stronger than another, and one move is faster than another.

The sword of proving heaven consists of nine forms, one in one, one in one, and one after another.

Facing the extreme of the sword, the underworld didn't dare to be careless. He turned his palms and made a great move.

The flame of burning the sky, destroying the sky and destroying the earth, appears. Everywhere it passes, the space collapses. The most extreme divine power transcends the limit of human endurance. China trembles and heaven and earth wails.

"Sword style"

the twilight white sword moves, and the whole body of the sword is surging out, penetrating the sky and shaking the world.

"Ten thousand swords, Chaozong"

the six styles of proving heaven have passed, and the coming will be the final three styles that transcend the limits of human power. The void of a thousand miles has been shaking violently, and ten thousand swords have turned sharply over nine days, forming a huge sword vortex. The heavy breath makes people feel the shock of doomsday.

The next moment, a sword light from the sky, avoid the flame, direct to the God body.

With a dull hum, Shenyan broke through the barrier of the sword and fell on the body of dusk white. His blood gushed and his white clothes were dyed red. He retreated several steps.

At the same time, Wan Jian came down with the power of falling into the sky and ran into the front of the God to protect Zhenyuan.

The sword light and the divine power collide. The sword light is hard to inherit the divine power and is constantly broken. At this time, Zhenyuan suddenly vibrates violently around the deity and appears unstable.

The underworld frowned and moved. He retreated for the first time since the war.

The magic body of God is like a flowing shadow, which is hard to distinguish between eyes. However, the sword flowing with thousands of Swords is like a shadow, which can't be avoided.

A sword passes through the body protecting Zhenyuan, bringing out a waterfall of blood flowers. The left arm of Hades is full of blood and dyed red.

"Is this your sword?"

The underworld waved his hand and scattered the little sword light left. He immediately stroked his left arm, and the wound healed and recovered as before.

"If it's only these, it's too disappointing for God to wait for such a long time"

in a word, the underworld carries his true Qi. In an instant, the God's power comes down from heaven, thunder clouds roll, thunder storms come down from nine days, gather on the hands of the gods, the roaring thunder lights up the whole sky, and the God's move destroys everything, and dissipates for no reason.

Desolate city, summer without double City, collapse, in the divine power, suffered the most terrible disaster.

"Sword style"

with the advent of divine calamity, the dusk white eyes are calm as never before. At last, I have a look at the Shenzhou under my body. In a flash, the will of the sword will spread endlessly, and the world of the sword will disappear.

"One sword proves heaven"

the white clothes dissipate, and the body of the swordsman disintegrates rapidly. The eighth form of heaven proving, which has never been seen in the world, is also the final form of the swordsman. One is the number of yuan, nine is the number of pole, heaven and earth are exhausted, and the skill of pole nine is never beyond the reach of human beings.

The ultimate move is the strongest sword. One sword proves the sky. Man and the sword are the only one. They pass the most dazzling streamer in the sky and the earth. Such a brilliant scene makes the nine days and ten places lose their luster.

The most powerful sword makes all swordsmen in the world feel the meaning of the sword beyond everything, and look to the sky one after another, showing the color of shock.

In Siji realm, nine days above, Ning Chen, who was about to completely close the channel between the two realms, felt this familiar and strange sword meaning, and his face darkened.

"Ningchen, I'd like to see you off, master mubai"

I bow down to see you off. It's a myth in the sword. From then on, there is an end to the sword in China.

On the divine land, the light of sword and the divine move collide. In the rumbling vibration, the divine thunder dissipates and the chaos collapses. Finally, the sword becomes invisible.

"Er"

the world of sword collapses, but I hear the underworld snort, and a waterfall of blood gushes out of my chest. I step back and stop my figure.In front of the underworld, the stars gather together, and the illusory shadow condenses into the final appearance of the swordsman. The sword in his hand penetrates into the front chest of the God, but it is so close that it can't destroy the body of the God.

"Those who enter the Dao sword, leave your name," said the underworld.

"Twilight white"