The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the immortal hall, in the killing realm, the Phoenix fights with the emperor, the king of hell sings softly, and the purple light rises to light up the night.

The illusory moon is hanging high in the sky, and the law converges in the territory of killing. The duel has lasted for hundreds of rounds.

Phoenix is extremely quick to fight against the unparalleled foundation, fast to fight with the strong, to the utmost.

The same body, no feelings of eyes, plain clothes sword, sword coagulation water fire wind and thunder, the original flavor of agitation, power endless sublimation.

The original breath of terror rises into the clouds under the moon sky. The most powerful sword makes people shiver.

Ning Chen sees this, the king of hell HUIFENGYUAN, the whole body flame transpiration, the sword intention erupts, circling out.

"The early sun shines in the East"

the sword style converges the martial arts of the heavenly script, and a divine sun appears in the world. When the dawn comes, the sword will follow.

Swords collide with each other. The rising sun in the East shakes the water, fire, wind and thunder. With a loud sound, the Phoenix retreats again. She takes advantage of the opportunity to jump into the air and slash with one sword. The magnificent light of the sword makes nine days change.

"Nirvana"

Nirvana's sword, the extreme of the sword, turns into a startling sword, flows across the void and sweeps towards the plain clothes.

The strongest sword is near the body. With a wave of Su Yi's left hand, the strongest sword and sword gather the force of four volumes, and rotate in samsara. The most powerful move is to meet the sword.

With a great shock, Su Yi took a step back and spilled blood on his shoulder. The sword that came into his body was almost the same.

On the other side, Feng's body retreated for several feet, and her arms were dripping with blood, which dyed the edge of hell red.

Zhu Hong sprinkles the dust, knows the destiny to stagger several steps, extremely moves defeat, a body injury is more and more serious.

The sword of wait and see, different foundation, let the balance of battle, more inclined.

"Come again"

Ning Chen wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the God of the yellow spring forbids him to enter the body to seal the wound and maintain his peak combat power.

At the next moment, the shadow of stepping on the body will be swept out again, and the two swords will be combined again. One sword is fast, and the other is strong. The incomparable extreme meaning of the sword will compose the most beautiful prelude to life and death.

The body in the mirror, the shadow in front of the body, the same face, can't coexist two people, two swords, fight until the sky changes.

The blood spilled is dyed red in plain clothes. Although plain clothes are strong, they can't stop the sword edge of red clothes. The exchange of injuries is not equal, but they can't be stopped.

Fast or fast, the foundation is not enough, the only way to know the fate is to make up with speed. The sword is like a thunderbolt, which is hard to identify.

In the endless red shadow, the plain clothes don't move like a mountain, the life is the supplement, the three volumes of martial arts alternate, the powerful power is superior to the speed of the Phoenix.

However, more and more fast red clothes, regardless of the injury, speed to the extreme of the world, in an instant, beyond the peak.

"The true meaning of the sword is fast, accurate and concentrated. If you only pursue the moves, you will only go farther and farther"

in the past, at the end of the heaven and the earth, you can use the sword in the twilight. It is simple and boundless, and the sword is endless, only the first one.

"Sword..."

In order to break the destiny of self suppression, the only and brightest sword in life will appear on the top of the peak.

A sword that has never been seen before. In its magnificent splendor, heaven and earth cross each other. With a sword, it cuts away the space and time, and startles the spirit with a sword.

Click, subtle crisp ring, Yama difficult to bear the only sword, should be broken.

According to the eye, the broken sword enters the body, the plain clothes dissipate, the battle stops, the wind stops in an instant, and a touch of scarlet drops silently.

Static, or static, static people palpitating, suddenly, red body, blood spray like rain, beyond the peak, the physical hard to bear, gradually collapse.

Watching the sword, understanding the sword, walking the sword, forcibly exerting the only sword that has not been completed, will eventually bite yourself.

The killing realm dissipates. The dark immortal hall is stained with blood. Duan Feng, the king of hell, flies to one side. He kneels in red and bathes in blood. He has not been up for a long time.

The intense cough rings out, and the blood overflows between the fingers. The symbol of life shines brightly. A moment later, it is forced down again.

Not yet, at least, at least

The broken sword props up the body of heavy injury, staggers to the front of the broken sword, and there is a touch of sadness in his eyes.

Phoenix shadow, will be broken into two pieces of the sword swallow stomach, Yama sword, since then sell sound.

He practiced the sword all his life and practiced it together for more than ten years. Although he never recognized the master of the sword because of his merits, he was no longer rejected as he had at first.

Limited by qualification, Zhiming can't feel the breath of the sword. However, for more than ten years, every sound of the sword is very familiar.

This is the sword of the king of hell, and also the sword of the ghost girl. People follow the sword and go through every step of reviving the ghost girl.

Today, the sword is broken. From then on, people walk alone.

In the shadow of Phoenix, on the top of the magic sword, the brilliance gradually darkens, and the symbiotic two soldiers lose everything. The moment the sword is broken, the spirit on the sword also disappears.

Bang, a dramatic shock, the sound of the killing scene broken, the beautiful shadow of white clothes appears, the dress dyed a little red, obviously also suffered a lot of injuries.

"Come out, let's go"

Ning Chen converged, looked at the woman and said wearily.

Ginger from looking at the former, Liu Mei unconsciously wrinkled, it seems that there is something wrong, but can not say."Keke"

after a few steps, a fierce cough sounds. Ning Chen stops and covers his right hand. The blood continuously overflows and stains his red clothes again.

Jiang Li's eyes burst out with a touch of fine awn. His wound was so heavy.

"Do you want to do it? You have another chance. If you fail again, I won't save your life "

Ning Chen wipes the blood from his mouth and says.

"Hum"

with a snort, Jiang Li walked forward and didn't choose to make a move. For this madman who didn't care about his own life, he acted rashly, not wisely.

In this immortal temple, every step is unknown. She doesn't have to fight with her here.

The dark fairy hall, two people forward, I do not know where to go, countless years no one has stepped on the road, even bones are turned into ashes.

After walking for a long time, a strange hall appeared in front of them. Only a huge Tianchi Lake came into sight. However, the water in the pool had dried up and not a drop was left.

"Huaxianchi"

seeing the shape of Tianchi in front of him, Jiang Li was shocked and lost his voice.

Ning Chen's vision turns round, opening a way, "is the change immortal pool that girl Jiang once said so appearance?"

as like as two peas,

, Jiang, was back to the gods. Shen Sheng replied, "apart from the difference in size, the other are basically the same."

Ning Chen's voice and her eyes squint. It seems that long ago, someone in heaven came to the hall of heaven.

"Let's go and have a look at other places"

after a while, Ning Chen turns to leave the hall and goes to the other side. There's nothing special here. It's useless to leave more space.

Jiang Li keeps up and goes on together.

Two people walked more than an hour again, the mind doubts, the road ahead, also more dim.

"Blood"

suddenly, Ning Chen stops and looks at the blood stained with bluestone in front of him. His eyes are slightly narrowed, and something is wrong.

There is someone in the temple, or someone has been here!

Jiang Li also found something wrong, and his heart sank slightly. In terms of the years of the immortal temple, even the bones had already been reduced to ashes, and these blood stains obviously didn't last long.

The only way ahead is where the blood is left. They have no choice but to keep on going and be cautious.

When they reached the fourth hour, there was a fork in the road ahead, two identical roads leading to the unknown dark world.

"Which way to go?" Jiang left.

"Left side"

Ning Chen chooses one at will and goes on.

Jiang Li didn't say much and kept up. It was their first time to come here, and no one could know what they would encounter on the two roads. Therefore, there was no difference in which road they would choose.

Ticking, the water drops fall from the fairy hall. In the silence and darkness, it seems so clear. The more you walk, the more wet the road is. It makes people feel uneasy.

Ning Chen walked a few steps, suddenly at the foot of a stagger, a mouthful of blood vomit out, red body before bluestone.

"Keke"

in a fierce cough, the red light is rising. Ning chenqiang is yunfengyuan. He wants to crush the injury, but he sees the blood gushing out of his whole body like a mist, his cracked meridians burst, and he bathes in blood instantly.

Ginger from see, Mou son a shrink, he is not seriously injured, but to finish.

However, why, with this person's ability, how could she be so seriously injured in the killing environment? If she could break through, he should be able to.

Jiang Li didn't know that it was more difficult than her to kill in the mirror.

Forced to perform unfinished moves, beyond the peak, it is a lonely fall.

As the old saying goes, when you hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening, you can see the only sword in your life. The meridians of your whole body have been cracked by the power of counter attack. You will live a long life and die.

"It's sad that you've tried your best, but you didn't expect to end up like this," Jiang Li sneered.

Ning Chen doesn't pay attention to, one hand covers the blood that continuously overflows in the mouth, one hand is supporting the wall of the fairy hall, tired to walk forward.

Time is running out, he can't waste it any more.

Jiang Li's face followed coldly. She wanted to see how desolate this person's final ending would be.

The fifth hour, Ning Chen even walk has become difficult, but still hard to walk, did not say a word.

Not far in front, on the wall, a black stone door appeared, which was not impressive. However, the stone door was obviously opened, and the stone moss on the wall had clear cracks.

Ning Chen gradually line, dim eyes rose a tiny light, holding the side of the wet wall, toward the stone door.

In the rumbling sound, the stone gate opened and came into the eye. It was a shocking sight.

At this moment, in the northern part of Zhongzhou, over the northern Imperial City, shuangzun, who was at the critical moment of his life and death, had reached the peak of his fighting power. He was extremely powerful, shining and moving, with God in the sword and butterfly in the devil. For the first time, shuangzun showed his invincible style in the world.

In the twining of water sleeves, the tears of burying flowers are black. A knife light goes straight to the nine days. Above the nine days, the void splits and black butterflies fly, just like thousands of butterflies flying out of hell. The breath of terror makes people feel deeply depressed."Butterfly dance, the underworld"

behind the magic butterfly, the wings of the beautiful butterfly open. At this moment, the whole space within a thousand miles of the northern imperial city seems to be frozen by the cold of the forest. At the next moment, the sky chopping sword light falls, and the heaven and earth suddenly collapse.

As soon as Zhao Liusu's eyes shrank, he accepted yuan's Qi and pushed his body to the limit. The nine sacred swords turned into a compass to block the move of Yue Shi.

"Er"

with a dull hum, the knife light chopped the wheel and crossed the girl in purple. In an instant, time seemed to stop. In the gushing blood, the girl in purple fell from the sky and slammed on the earth.