The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The door opened slowly, not any treasures, but a gray chaos, nothing, even the wall, just chaos.

Ning Chen turns his wheelchair and enters. He doesn't have any reaction yet. But he sees a group of headless Yin soldiers coming. Beside the Yin soldiers, there are ghosts and ghosts.

Yin soldiers by way, ghosts attached, Ning Chen tried to avoid, but found that no matter how to avoid, Yin soldiers from him or closer.

"Hallucinations?"

Ning Chen frowned and didn't know what was going on. When he looked back, he found that the gate had disappeared, and only he and thousands of Yin soldiers were left in the chaos.

"Kill"

the Yin soldiers raise their swords, and the sound of killing is so loud that they are in front of them in a twinkling of an eye.

It's strange, but it doesn't seem to be completely illusory. Ning Chen pulls out the houmo sword with a wave, swings open several combat weapons with one sword, and then withdraws ten steps away.

Fortunately, the wheelchair under him was made by a gentleman of the Academy. Otherwise, he would not have been able to withstand the repeated battles and would have been completely destroyed.

This battle is inexplicable. Ning Chen doesn't dare to be careless. He wields his sword to condense his Qi and fight into the Yin army.

Yin soldiers are not strong. They are weaker than ordinary soldiers, but with ghosts and ghosts, they have a lot of trouble to deal with.

The number of Yin soldiers is too much. Ning Chen's body gradually begins to have scars. The battle Ge cuts his body, and the blood splashes will bring a breath of Yin to cold.

Ghost sword is hard to hurt. Only Qi can suppress it. However, every time a ghost passes through his body, Ning Chen will feel that Qi stagnates in his body and his spirit is much worse.

"You can't enter or retreat, but demons are in the way"

Ning Chen's heart is angry, the sea of Qi is turbulent, the ink sword is frozen, the sword is wielded, and seven Yin soldiers are flying.

There are endless Yin soldiers and ghosts. Ning Chen has more and more scars and blood. In the chaotic world, there are more and more corpses everywhere, and there are more and more corpses.

There is no rest, no breathing, the ink sword in Ning Chen's hand has been dyed red by the dark red blood, and the number of corpses under his body is countless.

I don't know how long it took, Ning Chen just felt that his hand holding the sword was unconscious, and only instinctively driven, he continued to harvest the Yin soldiers and ghosts in front of him.

"Keke"

the serious loss of true Qi led to the outbreak of the previous injury. Ning Chen turned red in his mouth and looked up, only to find that he did not know when there was no more yin soldiers in front of him to stand up.

The chaotic world is the same everywhere. There is no difference between night and day, just like the chaos at the beginning of all things. Everything has no rules.

Here, Ning Chen found that his true Qi recovered much faster than usual, and even his cultivation, which had not made any progress recently, showed a sign of breakthrough.

Unfortunately, it's not a safe place, let alone a place for cultivation.

He didn't know when the Yin soldiers would appear again. Although they were lack of intelligence and combat power, the huge number and half life ghosts and ghosts were really difficult to cope with.

"Treading"

just as Ning Chen managed to recover some strength from his injury, the horses galloped in the distance. In a twinkling of an eye, the four headless black Jiayin riders had already chopped off with halberds.

With a bang, the halberds collide, and the headless Yinqi comes with the aftereffects of his horse. Ning Chen's right hand is numb, and he is shocked five Zhang away by the impact of the halberd.

"Endless"

Ning Chen coughed and looked at the four headless riders surrounded by him. The ink sword in his hand trembled, and the blood flowed along with the situation, dropping on the corpses under his body.

"Bang"

when the war starts again, the four halberds are linked and the attack and defense alternate. Even if Ning Chen's Gongti is a little better, in the face of the inseparable cooperation of the four, he can't break the game for a while, and his body is stained with blood again.

"It's annoying"

after a long attack, Ning Chen is tired of it. Facing the attack, he can't stop and avoid it, so he is forced to accept a halberd.

War halberd into the body, wholesale red, but see a bleeding hand holding halberd body, in the bronze war halberd again difficult inch move half a minute.

"Dang"

at this time, the other three halberds came from three sides. Ning Chen waved the ink sword in his hand, swung away the two halberds, and immediately stepped back to avoid the third halberd.

The four halberds are short of one, and there is a short-term flaw. Ning Chen drags back with his left hand to bully his body. With a sword, he immediately decides to ride an arm in front of him.

"Keke"

for a short time, the war situation changed a few times. Ning Chen's body could not bear the heavy load and began to cough suddenly.

The strength of Yin riding is infinite. Every halberd has the power to break the rock. It's not human power to stop it. Ning Chen relies on the four grades of skill after tomorrow, and even blocks several moves, and his body begins to lose support.

"This battle sword"

Ning Chen holds the halberd captured from Yin Qi's hand. He just feels a cold breath running into the meridians from the palm of his hand. As a last resort, he can only force it down with real Qi to feel better.

If he had guessed correctly, the halberd must have been a very good magic weapon a long time ago. However, he had been in the hands of the Yin cavalry for a long time and became a Yin soldier because of his excessive Yin Qi.If you can get rid of the Yin Qi in the halberd, you may be able to return to the original magical characteristics. However, this may be very small. Most likely, if you get rid of the Yin Qi, the Yin soldier will become a scrap iron.

One of the four Yin cavalry has been abandoned, and there are many flaws in attack and defense, which is not a big threat to him. In addition to its great strength, Yin cavalry's combat power is not so terrible. The remaining three are finally defeated by Ning Chen. No matter what, he has also defeated the four grade martial arts master of the six grade master. Although he won disgrace, he still won.

Ning Chen put away a halberd and prepared to study it in the future. The halberd threatened him too much. It was strong and could not be cut. The Yin Qi in it could restrain the real yuan in his body. Every move would consume a lot of his real Qi.

Yin Qi is getting heavier and heavier in the land of chaos. Yin soldiers and Yin cavalry are soldiers of the underworld. How can they appear here?

He just pushed open the gate of the nether world. Why did he come to this strange and chaotic world?

Ning Chen doesn't understand, can only seize all the time to recuperate, fortunately this place aura is quite strong, real Qi recovery is faster than outside more than a chip.

His injuries are already very serious, including new ones, old ones, internal ones. All of them are in urgent need of meditation. Unfortunately, what he lacks most is time.

Yin soldiers and Yin cavalry don't know when they will appear again. If they stay here for a long time, they will starve to death even if they are not consumed.

At this time, he missed little white horse a little. If this guy came with him, he would be hungry. How could he be meat.

Think of, Yin soldier appears again, rather Chen head a burst of big, light sigh a, had to strong again pulled out the ink sword.

The war situation is very boring. It's still a one-sided massacre. No matter how talented people are, they will become more and more good at fighting in constant battles. Ning Chen's talent is not attractive to those geniuses, but it's good in the category of normal people.

After the Yin soldier, he was still a Yin cavalry. The same four men, the battle was more fierce and the injury was more serious, but he had no choice.

In the end, Ning Chen didn't know how many Yin soldiers and Yin cavalry he had killed. Every time he fought, he was injured and healed, and then he fought, and then he was injured and healed.

Maybe that's what he feels now.

He didn't want to die, so he had to stick to it.

And, in this place, it doesn't seem that easy to die.

His injury didn't worsen. Time seemed to have no effect here, but the cumulative injury time after time was enough for him to drink.

He even thought that if he could go out, would he die immediately after such a serious injury.

He doesn't know the future, but he knows that at least now he doesn't want to die.

Without time, he used the halberd of Yin Qi to count, killing one wave to collect four handles, killing two waves to collect eight handles. At the end of the day, one wave after another appeared, and the number was not clear.

Battle halberd pile into a hill, Ning Chen see headache, also don't bother to count again.

Later, the halberd would count on the pile, one pile, two piles

After fighting again and again, Ning Chen became more and more relaxed. When he met Yin Qi again, it was not a fight of equal strength, but a unilateral killing. There was no suspense of fighting.

The blood on the ink sword has never been dried. It smells fishy and disgusting.

Life without time is so monotonous and boring that Ning Chen feels that he is going to be crazy. If it wasn't for the constant appearance of Yin soldiers and Yin cavalry, he has no doubt that he might have been crazy.

Tired of killing, tired, even nauseous to throw up, but he still has to continue to kill.

The mental torture has far exceeded the physical pain. If it wasn't for the obstinacy of living, he might have put down his ink sword and let the halberd of Yin Qi tear him apart.

Just when Ning Chen finally couldn't hold on and was about to collapse, the chaotic world around him suddenly cracked and broke.

The scene is transient. In the gloomy and majestic hall, a little white horse ate a bead on the altar, breaking the source of the whole fantasy.

Ning Chen was saved. It was a little white horse that he thought about eating meat for a long time.

Maybe one second in the evening, Ning Chen will be crazy, but xiaobaima ate in time, and at the most critical moment, he ate the most critical thing.

Ning Chen only saw what the little white horse swallowed. It seemed that it was a bead. As for what it was, he didn't know.

On the altar, there is a page of gold paper, a strange blood colored magic knife, and a noble purple gold sword.

Ning Chen turns his wheelchair and comes to the altar. He takes pictures of the horses of the little white horse. He has a good attitude and expresses his gratitude.

"Wheezing"

the little white horse didn't understand and didn't respond. Why did the owner who had been very bad to him change so much.

In front of the altar, Ning Chen stares at the golden paper and thinks for a long time. Then he bites his finger and drops the blood on it. He sees the golden light rising slowly. Then it turns into a streamer and falls into his Dantian Qi sea.The same move, Ning Chen also used in the blood color demon sword and purple gold magic sword, however, the light of the sword, just shake the blood away, refused to accept.

If you are not polite, you will be savage. Ning Chen's eyes narrowed and Qi turned. He grabbed the magic knife, but he saw a great force coming, and suddenly shook open the hand on the handle.

Ning Chen takes back his right hand and turns to the sword, but the result is the same.

Today's Ning Chen is no longer Xiaobai in martial arts. Naturally, he knows what's going on. The magic sword and the magic sword don't recognize him. Maybe from the beginning, he and most people were wrong. The ghost remains are not ownerless, but waiting for someone to come, and this person is obviously not him.

If the little white horse had not swallowed the Pearl and saved him just now, he would have fallen into a dreamland forever.

As for why little white horse is not trapped in the dreamland, this is not what he can know, but he really can't imagine a horse will be trapped in the dreamland.

Today's reality is that the little white horse swallowed other people's beads, he took other people's gold paper, but he couldn't take the most precious magic sword and magic sword here.