The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the depths of the magic wheel sea, the immortal corpse cruises all the way to the south. On the immortal sedan chair, colorful lights fall down, suppressing the rising power of the Jedi.

After sanzun's corpse, the iron rope sways and the red clothes flutter. I don't know how long it has been.

Ten miles, hundred miles, or thousands of miles, Ning Chen has been unable to measure, but he is very clear that the magic wheel has done, they have been southbound, according to the truth should have been out of the magic wheel sea.

However, this is not the case. The immortal corpse is still cruising in the dark, as if it will never come to an end.

Just when Ning Chen suspected that the immortal sedan chair would go on forever, a broken stone gate appeared on the dim road ahead. It was simple and simple, but it was missing a lot.

"Longmen"

when the stone gate came into view, Ning Chen frowned slightly and said.

It is said that if you leap over the dragon's gate, you will become a real immortal. Unexpectedly, you can see a similar stone gate here.

The fairy sedan car approaches. Suddenly, Ning Chen's face changes again. His eyes look at the three ancient seal characters on the stone gate. He is shocked.

"Nantianmen!"

The three big characters carved in the ancient seal style condense the breath of endless years. Far away, you can feel the pressure of vicissitudes.

Ning Chen's expression is more and more dignified. Is it true that there are immortals in the world?

Cruise back, drive through the Nantianmen, no stop, continue to go.

As soon as you enter the gate of heaven, the power of burying the Dragon suddenly disappears. Without the power of restriction, the repulsive power of the upper row of the fairy sedan suddenly increases, and suddenly the former is shaken out again.

Ning Chen staggers a few steps, stops the body shape, wants to catch up again, but sees the front void scroll, the fairy sedan car drives in, disappears.

"Well?"

Ning Chen's concentration, body's flowing light, rushes into it at top speed.

Space conversion, environment in the environment, the scene suddenly changed, desolate and quiet world, dark cold, stars all over the sky, shining with eternal glory.

Fairy sedan has disappeared, Ning Chen stops, looking at this strange world, mood gradually confused.

This place is not the devil's wheel sea, or an alien place like quadrupole.

The cold wind blowing across the four fields, the different world, vast and vast, can not see the illusory and real.

When Ning Chen was walking, the Phoenix was singing in bursts. The huge Phoenix shadow behind him showed up. Immediately, the red clothes scattered and turned into the Phoenix shadow. In an instant, the Phoenix came into the world and spread its wings into nine days.

Nine high sky, more than ten thousand feet, Phoenix into the sky, a glimpse of the sky.

However, the sky is endless, and the bound of heaven and earth is stronger and stronger as the sky goes up, and the Phoenix wings are more and more difficult.

Phoenix shape, red out, looking at the sky, a wave of the hand, Yama this world, a sword wave cut, sword into the sky.

The sword broke through the storm and surged out. The endless world finally showed the extreme of heaven. With a bang, the heaven and earth shook, and the sword fell apart and disappeared.

Sure enough, Ning Chen's eyes flashed a different color, and it was really the unreal world with the quadrupole.

The unsolved mysteries of the past reappear today. Ning Chen returns to the earth again. He is more and more puzzled in his heart. Once or again, he can explain them with miracles. Now he reappears again, which is incredible.

Human beings can't create anything out of thin air. It's better than the supremacy of human beings, and it can't open up a world similar to the real world. This is the realm of God. No matter from ancient times to the present, maybe only the seven absolute gods can do it.

The underworld was born to be a God, which was not cultivated by human beings. There are exact records in this book. If there are miracles in heaven and earth, the underworld is the most unimaginable existence.

The only explanation that makes sense is that there are really immortals in the world, at least once.

Think of here, rather Chen force the mood in the heart, the footstep a Lin, quickly far away.

No matter what the fact is, since the immortal corpse parade will be here, it shows that this world is unusual. Perhaps, the truth will appear soon.

The vast world is broken, and turbulence can be seen everywhere. It is just like a big world. It has a vast territory. After several hours, it still has no end.

All of a sudden, a finger of Ling rowed, silent, forced.

Crisis hit, ningchen heart a shock, subconsciously avoid, but smell a stab, shoulder clothes crack, several hair fall to the ground.

Keng, a touch of light once again across, shining eyes, cold and merciless, murderous.

Ning Chen wields the sword, although the body moves, the king of hell greets to point to the front, with a clang sound, shaking the woman in front of him.

She has a feminine face and strange clothes. She has never seen anything before. Her breath is as strong as a stove. Obviously, she is not the Supreme Master of all religions.

"People in the world, suffer death"

women's body moves again, and their strange body movements are unpredictable. Their fingertips are like poisonous snakes spitting out messages, and they can't be prevented. They are better than knowing their fate, so they are constrained for a while.

"What a strange martial art"

in the fierce attack, Ning Chen frowned, stepped on the streamer, and his figure was like a phantom, avoiding wave after wave of attacks.

"The shadow of the remnant wind"

refers to the sword touching each other, two people retreat together, peeping at the moment gap, Ning Chen moves the sword, steps and sweeps the body, one body turns into a thousand, after a moment, condenses into one, a sword passes, and the king of hell demands his life."Er"

a sword runs through the body, several steps forward and backward, scattered blood, red earth, the woman's left hand holding the blade, the other hand, turning fingers into palms, slamming out.

Ning Chen left hand double finger and sword, sword finger broken palm force, Yihong see blood, and then dust.

"Who are you! How to get here "

Ning Chen reached out and clasped the woman's white neck and said in a cold voice.

"Shameless people in the world, let's enter the yellow spring together"

there is a trace of madness in the eyes of the woman, and her whole body is in a frenzy. She rushes into the sea of Qi. At the next moment, an earth shaking self explosion rings out, and ten li earth collapses and falls for several feet.

In the sand waves, the red clothes appeared outside the aftershock of the explosion. Looking at the huge pit in front of him, he frowned. He was really crazy.

If you listen to his words, you should not be from the five realms. Like xuanluo, you also come from the outer heaven.

More and more questions flashed in Ning Chen's eyes. He knew that the five realms were not the only heaven and earth. Now it seems that there are also practitioners in the heaven and outside the heaven.

It's shocking that the magic wheel sea has such a secret.

For thousands of years, there has been no rumor about heaven outside the five realms, indicating that this realm and the five realms can not communicate directly.

However, xuanluo and the woman in the stone palace just appeared here, which means that the two worlds are not absolutely isolated.

He didn't know why the woman had such a strong hatred for people in the community, but it was definitely not a good thing.

What made him care most was, where was this place, behind the Nantianmen gate, could it have been the fairyland? If so, why is it so broken and where is the immortal?

Heavy fog, obscured the truth, people can't see clearly, Ning Chen carefully walk in the vast earth, looking for the trace of the immortal.

Several days and nights, the sun rises and sets, the vast and desolate land, no longer see any vitality.

On the eleventh day, when the cold moon was rising, the Phoenix stopped suddenly. Looking at the rolling void in front of her, her eyes showed a dignified color.

At the moment of crisis, it retreated step by step, but when a huge ancient chariot drove out, the dark light fell and the space collapsed.

On top of the chariot, a young man in colorful clothes stood still, with lofty eyes and extraordinary temperament.

"The top half"

Ning Chen, a powerful young man, has almost entered the supreme realm.

"People in the world? Good luck "

the young man bent his mouth slightly and patted the chariot. However, in the rising of the divine light, a green sword appeared. As soon as the sword came out, the sky and the earth sank, and the void shook violently.

Ning Chen look a cold, return really endless?

The clay figurine still has three points of anger, not to mention Ning Chen, who is not very good at talking to people around him. When he holds his hand, the king of hell falls out of thin air, and the purple light is transpiration, shining in the night sky.

"Oh? The sword is good, I want it "

the young man smiles faintly, his figure flashes by, and Qingdian cuts it.

With a bang, the tips of the swords collided with each other, the thunder light and the sword Qi swayed around, and the powerful air waves swung away again and again, raising thousands of feet of crazy sand.

The cold moon is shining high, and there are many enmities under the moon. The two swords that start the war meet with each other, silent as snow. The green power on the sword is surging, and the fierce and unparalleled attack is the first to show the peak.

On the other hand, although the foundation of knowing one's destiny is not as good as that of knowing one's destiny, with one sword in hand, no one in the world can make a decision. The sword on the top of the peak just smoothes out the gap between the two.

"Not bad"

seeing the opponent's fighting power is extraordinary, the sword edge in his hand turns, the true Yuanji in his body turns and excites, and Qingdian Guanghua rushes to the sky. Suddenly, the broken world can't inherit the extreme power of the sword and collapses one by one.

Ning Chen sees this, the body moves, extremely fast in a flash, fast to the limit of the streamer, the demon sword appears, the sword points, break to the former move gap.

Suddenly, the swords collided with each other, the sand danced wildly, the magic sword took the life, and the palm received the light.

Close combat, the crisis is more obvious, sword battle Qingdian, as fast as the battle of Jinghong, double pride each exhibition peak can do.

The rumbling and trembling heaven and earth, there are constantly empty collapses, two people to avoid, sword edge again, is fast, or fast, fast people can't catch.

It's hard to decide whether to win or not when the battle is incandescent. The blade of the sword meets each other again, and the palm of Yuan shakes the light of the sword. Quietly, a touch of blood drips down the blade, silent as snow, and frowning slightly. Looking at the injured left hand, Zhen Yuan shakes and starts the battle.

"You, name"

"shouldn't you report your name before asking someone else's name?"

Ning Chen wiped the blood of corner of mouth, cold voice way, foundation is insufficient, it is a troublesome thing really.

"Lingxu, silent as snow"

"Oh"

after listening to this, Ning Chen nodded at random and said, "within the boundary, Baiyujing"

silent as snow squinted and said, "I remember, I'll stop here today and look forward to seeing you again at the moment of life and death"

Fang Cai's first World War, although he didn't do his best, the young people in front of him obviously have reservations It's hard to predict the outcome. If we continue to fight, we will lose both sides. In this dangerous ancient immortal region, it's not a fun thing to get seriously injured."At any time"

Ning Chen was also worried and left with a sword.

Looking at the figure of the former far away, as silent as snow, a flash of dazzling brilliance flashed in his eyes, immediately stepped on his feet, returned to the chariot, and went west.

There is such a brilliant sword in the world. This trip is not empty.