The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

On the eve of the wedding, in front of Liufeng hall, the red clothes stand still, and the nine day moon falls on the ground. The cold waterfall shines on Zhiming, which is even colder.

Deep dark eyes, looking at the depths of the palace, without a trace of waves, this is the last chance, never miss.

In the palace, there are lanterns and decorations, and the wedding is coming. Everyone is busy.

The night is long, the sky is cold and the moon is going west. In front of the palace, red clothes quietly look at the direction of the palace, waiting patiently.

"The emperor's son-in-law is about to change his clothes"

Yin Shi will pass, Mao Shi will come, and two beautiful maids come, holding the black wedding dress in their hands, and the Baron will lead xuanduan and salute respectfully.

Ning Chen nods, calms down.

Three people into the temple, this moment, the king's deep, a strong breath, full of years of boundless, let everyone in the king's realm clearly feel the heavy pressure.

"Finally out"

Ning Chen steps slightly, looking at the distance, deep eyes flashed a touch of brilliance.

The five red Luan ancestors appeared, and the Queen appeared to greet each other with a respectful look, and did not dare to neglect them.

After the salute, the daughter of the red Luan king looked up and saw that one of the five people was missing. She asked softly, "did the second and third ancestors not come together?"

"His real situation is coming, so it's not suitable for him to appear," the second ancestor of hongluan said calmly.

Hearing the words, hongluan's daughter flashed a touch of regret in her eyes. A moment later, she restrained herself and said with a smile, "please, all ancestors"

the five nodded and followed.

Soon after the six left, the red light flashed by, and they couldn't even see the shadow. In a flash, the Phoenix appeared and looked at the rolling space entrance. Without any hesitation, he stepped in and disappeared.

Liufeng hall, Zhiming body, Jue Bian xuanduan body, blue and black clothes, embroidered with gold veins, distinguished.

At the end of the wedding, Zhiming's face was as calm as water without any change.

On the other side of the palace, in the Danxia palace, the daughter of the red Luan King sits in front of the palace. She is dressed in a red wedding dress. Under the red candle light, she looks perfect and picturesque in the mirror. She is charming and doesn't look real.

Flowers in the mirror, moon in the water, beautiful and illusory, intoxicating.

After hongluan's daughter, two maids make up for her, red and red, adding a third of delicacy.

"Wang Nu, the emperor's son-in-law has changed his clothes"

at this moment, a maid came, saluted and said.

After hearing this, Wang hongluan was relieved and said in a soft voice, "I know. Go down first"

"yes"

the maid took the order and got up and stepped down.

Maybe she thinks too much.

Hongluan Wang Nu looks at herself in the mirror, and her eyes flash across a touch of complexity. This time, is it true?

Time is approaching, outside the hall, the East spread a touch of fish belly white, dawn, the figure in Liufeng hall stepped out.

A maid, who had been waiting outside for a long time, saluted respectfully to welcome hongluan's son-in-law to leave.

At the same time, Taixu divine realm, red light gathering, Phoenix appeared, dressed in black, flying with the wind.

The divine realm is vast, thousands of miles in length and breadth, just like a country. On nine days, a majestic and solemn palace is suspended, which is extremely extraordinary.

Ning Chen looks at the divine palace in the sky, the Mou son flashed a touch of streamer, the footstep a step, toward the front sweep.

Within the kingdom of God, primitive and backward, unlike the prosperous world outside, thousands of creatures are engaged in labor, industrious and numb.

In the void, Ning Chen stops and looks at countless mortals below. His brows are wrinkled. There is no warrior here.

Looking up at the sky, the floating temple, vaguely, hundreds of powerful breath gathered, countless strong people in the world, in sharp contrast with the bottom.

In order to find the water in the yaochi lake, Ning Chen's figure quickly passes by, and his spirit is fully explained. In the kingdom of God, he finds the whereabouts of the water in the yaochi lake.

On the west side of the kingdom of God, the river is surging, and the waves hit jiuchongtian. After several days of heavy rain, the flood again collapsed the river embankment and rushed downstream.

In the lower reaches of the river, people who were working in the fields dropped their farm tools and fled for their lives.

However, the speed of the torrent is like a beast. It has spread and engulfed all the people in the field.

The cry of thousands of people is obliterated by the sound of huge waves, and the voice of compassion of all living beings is ignored by heaven and earth.

God earth without God, frequent natural disasters, again and again add to the suffering of the people.

In the void, I feel the sense of knowing my life. I look far away and watch a young woman in the flood trying to lift the baby out of the water. My mother's instinct is moving.

With a sigh, Ning Chen's figure flashed over and swept over the flood. He reached for the woman's arm and rescued her from the flood.

"Let's go"

a hundred miles away, Ning Chen came down from the sky with his mother and son and said.

The young woman recovered from the shock, immediately knelt down, kowtowed and said, "please God save the people, please"

pleaded, blood stained forehead, the woman holding the child, kowtowed and asked God for mercy, save the people in the water and fire.Ning Chen frowned lightly, waved his hand to hold up the woman and said calmly, "I'm not a God. I'm just a mortal like you. You don't need to worship me"

"aren't you from the heavenly palace?" The woman said with awe on her face.

When Ning Chen heard the words, his eyes narrowed and he said, "no, but there are no gods in the temple you said"

the woman was shocked and couldn't understand.

"I have one thing to ask, I don't know if you know, in this world where there is yaochi Shenshui" Ning Chen asked softly.

The woman was stunned. After a moment, she was not sure, "I heard the old man in the village say that there is an immortal spring at the end of the northern part of the kingdom of God. The spring water can live the dead. I don't know if it is what you call yaochi holy water"

Ning Chen nodded and said, "thank you very much. In return, I agreed to your request"

the words fell, and Ning Chen's right hand was empty and black Guanghua flashed by, and the ink was crazy. A strong sword spirit spread, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal.

"Breaking the void"

with a sound of void, Ning Chen steps into the void, the sword moves, and the sword light comes down from the sky, sweeping the roaring waves ahead.

Earth shaking sword, thousands of sword light separate the waves, cut out a way of life.

Life is now, ningchen sword power turn again, thousands of sword light condensation into one, a sword, break Yue.

With a bang, the earth collapses at the end of the flood. The huge ravines, which are hundreds of miles across, are deep and bottomless, and the flood of collapse suddenly disappears into the huge ravines.

When the people were rescued, they knelt down and kowtowed their thanks.

In the void, Ning Chen falls, looks at the woman behind him and says, "I've finished your request. I'll see you later"

with that, Ning Chen doesn't stay any longer and walks towards the north.

The woman recovered from the shock, looked at the young man in black who left in front of her, and cried, "aren't those people in the sky really gods?"

"No"

Ning Chen stops and calms down.

The woman's face changed and she said, "what are the gods that we worship generation after generation?"

"Mortals who boast of their gods"

the words fall, and the black clothes disappear.

The woman stands in the same place, looks dull, the collapse of faith, hard to accept.

Although they have never seen the presence of gods, they believe deeply in the inheritance from generation to generation. Today, they are suffering from the flood. They did not expect that they did not wait for the gods, but they did not believe that the gods existed.

In the extreme north of the kingdom of God, at the end of heaven and earth, Ning Chen appeared and looked at the snowy Jedi in front of him. His breath was heavy.

Ice and fire conquer each other. Phoenix belongs to fire. It doesn't like to be cold. It repels each other with the world full of ice and snow.

Ning Chenxing is in the world of ice and snow, and the Phoenix and Yuan flow around him to resist the cold.

In the sky, the snow is flying, everywhere is the plain white, black clothes, walking in it, so eye-catching.

Ning Chen releases his divine consciousness and keeps looking for the Xianquan which was mentioned by the previous women. He has little time, so he must find the whereabouts of yaochi water as soon as possible.

The cold wind is piercing and roaring. I don't know how long I've been walking. In front of a mountain covered with ice and snow, Ning Chen walks steadily and frowns lightly.

In front of the snow mountain, there is no end to it. What's more unique is that when the spirit comes in, there is an inexplicable force to stop it.

Ning Chen steps toward the snow mountain. If there is no accident, it should be here.

On the snow covered mountain, winter pines stand aloof in the cold wind. Their needles are covered with ice and snow. They look very beautiful.

The road of the snow mountain is rugged and difficult to walk. Ning Chen's figure is in a hurry. He steps on the snow without a trace and disappears in the pine forest.

Deep in the pine forest, the sound of gurgling water rings, clear to the ear, seems to be in front of us, however, after moving forward, it is hard to find.

Looking for a long time, Ning Chen stopped, eyes flashed a touch of cold color, dreamland!

With a wave of his hand, he started with Mo mania and cut off the sword.

"Ka"

the water and moon in the mirror burst, and the surrounding scene immediately twisted. Suddenly, a sharp halberd light came and forced me to come.

Ning Chen steps and retreats, but the halberd light follows like a shadow, which is hard to avoid.

In front of him, the young man in silver war clothes was very strong, holding a halberd and dancing with wind and snow.

"Retreat"

the halberds are in a series of fierce battles. Ning Chen flashes several halberds one after another, and his face finally shows a color of impatience. The light on the sword converges, and he cuts the halberd with one sword, which is hard to regret.

The man in silver retreated from the scene, holding his halberd hand, and his blood flowed down and dyed the earth red.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the divine realm? "The man in silver pressed down the surging blood and said in a deep voice.

"It's time for the king of hongluan kingdom to pay for the debt collector"

Ning Chen said in a cold voice. He stepped forward and swept his sword.

Silver armour man wave halberd to resist, bang, fly out again, is the same big circle full realm, the strength is extremely different.

Absolute suppression, cool ink crazy, where the ice and snow melt, fog transpiration."Er"

after a few breaths, the sword lights into the body, blood gushing, red and white.

Draw sword wrong body, rather Chen head also didn't return, continue to go forward.

The fallen man in silver armour, with blood flowing from his chest, looks at his back in black, and his eyes are full of unwilling color.

Why are they both successful? Their strength is so different. Why, why!

Cold wind whistling, red snow covered silver armour, unwilling eyes eventually gradually lost brilliance, to death, can't sleep.

In the distance, in front of the clear blue lake, Ning Chen stops and looks at the water in front of him. His eyes are shining. Finally, he finds it!