The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Jiyu peak, the cold wind caresses, leaves fall, the breath of late autumn spread in the mountains, how bleak.

Before Daotai, Hongyi bowed to meet the leader of Mohist.

"Master" Ning Chen respectfully said.

"What's the matter?" On the platform, the master of ink opens his mouth and opens his way.

"I came here to ask the master if there is a time ban in the world." Ning Chen asked directly without going around in circles.

The master of ink heard the words and said, "why do you ask?"

"The disciple had been in touch with huangquan ban in an ancient place, and benefited a lot, so he was very interested in the time ban of the same God ban," Ning Chen said.

"There is such a ban"

Master Mo nodded and said slowly, "four hundred years ago, I was the master of fashion, but I was not the master of mo. when I was away from home, I saw a major repair practitioner perform the power of time ban and God ban, which is still unforgettable"

Ning Chen looked down and said, "master, who is that major repair practitioner?"

Master Mo shook his head and said, "I don't know. I've never met you since I met you"

Ning Chen looked regretful. After a moment, he lowered his heart and looked at the old man in front of him. He said, "I don't know if I should ask you something else"

"say it" master Mo answered.

"Where did eight elder martial sister go? What can I do to come back?" Ning Chen said.

The ink Master heard that his old eyes had not changed. He said faintly, "Lao BA's real life is coming, so he needs to concentrate on meditation. He won't come back for a while. As for how long, it depends on when Lao Ba can take this key step"

"where is the place of eighth elder martial sister's meditation?" Ning Chen didn't give up and continued to ask.

"Why are you looking for Lao Ba?" The ink master's eyes narrowed and he said.

"There is a bottleneck in the cultivation of disciples, and the Taiyin Sutra practiced by the eighth elder martial sister and the Taiyang Sutra practiced by the disciples supplement each other, which may help the disciples to get through this bottleneck," Ning Chen said quietly.

There was a flash of light in Mo Zhu's eyes. After a long time, he said, "there's evil coming to Jialuo star in the north of hongluan star field. You can deal with it. It's just the time to break through the bottleneck"

"eighth elder martial sister"

Ning Chen spoke. However, he was interrupted before he had time to ask.

"Old eight's matter, you come back to say again, evil disaster's matter is urgent, start today" Mo Zhu tone indifference way.

"Yes"

Ning Chen bowed himself and had to leave first.

At the fifth peak, Qi Huan looked at the direction of Jiyu peak and sighed deeply. Lao Jiu had a heart. Unfortunately, this matter could not be solved.

Outside the Jiyu peak, Ning Chen's face sank and his steps swept towards the ninth peak.

In the rear, on the platform, the master of ink looks at the back of the former. His brows are wrinkled. It's hard to hide his unhappiness.

The ninth peak, red light gathering, ningchen appears, out of Longmen.

Has been waiting for the sound to see, trot up, concerned about the way, "asked what?"

"This matter will say later, pack up things, go out a trip" rather Chen should way.

Yin'er is stunned and doesn't understand, "we just came back, why do we have to leave again"

"the task assigned by master Mo, we'll talk about it on the way, so let's clean it up first," Ning Chen instructs.

"En"

after hearing the words, yin'er stopped asking more questions and trotted back to the bamboo house to bring the package back to the former.

Ning Chen waved away the package and immediately took the little girl down the mountain.

In addition to mohmen, Ning Chen turns back and looks very calm. After the last look, he steps into the dragon's gate and disappears.

Starry sky, on the northbound road, yin'er couldn't help asking, "where are we going?"

"Jialuo star" Ning Chen should say.

"Why go there?" The sound son doesn't understand a way.

"Master Mo said that there was evil happening there, but this is obviously the saying that master Mo broke me up. The master of all the peaks of Mo men is not a weak person, and it's not my turn to come out. The real problem is the disappearance of Ling Luo Zhen. My questioning obviously makes master Mo unhappy," Ning Chenning says.

"Then what? Is sister Ling Luo really in trouble? " Yin'er's face is full of worry.

"Where's the box of rouge I asked you to put away?" Ning Chen thought, opening a way.

"Here"

Yiner takes out the rouge from her arms and hands it to her.

Ning Chen reaches out his hand to take over, opens the box, and looks at the red rouge inside. After a long time, his eyes are narrowed. It's troublesome.

"What's the matter? Do you see anything? " Yin'er asks anxiously.

"Ling Luo really has an accident. It's very likely that like Ling Yun, the Lord of the third peak, there is more evil than good," Ning Chen says.

"How could that be?"

The sound son in the heart suffered extremely, in the big eyes the tears flash over, the way, "how do you know?"

"There is real blood in this box of rouge, obviously she felt the danger and deliberately left it behind," Ning Chen replied.

"Who's going to harm sister Ling Luo, master Mo?" Sound son sad way."Not sure, but according to the current situation, the possibility is very big" Ning Chen look Ning heavy way.

Yiner wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes and said, "after this trip, we won't go back. It's too dangerous for Mo men"

"if the real Mo master does it, whether we can return or not may not be decided by ourselves"

Ning Chen sighed softly, "if we can leave, Ling Yun and Ling Luo will leave long ago. They can't stay in Mo Shan to die. There must be him among them We can't resist the existence of power, but we don't know it now "

" is there no way Yin'er worries.

"Wait and see the change. According to the previous reminders of Qi Huan and Ling Luo Zhen, it should be OK before stepping into the realm of immortality"

as soon as the words go down, Ning Chen's body is full of black light and Demons appear. He says, "let's leave here and act separately according to the plan"

"en" Ning Chen nods.

"What about me?"

The sound son sees this, urgent voice asks a way.

"You follow Fengshen first. I won't leave for long this time. It's really troublesome here. Fengshen can't hold on alone. I'll be back soon," he said calmly.

"Oh"

after hearing the speech, she nodded her head and responded.

"Don't expose your identity. In addition, xuanluo doesn't know when it will appear. You must be careful with dikes," Ning Chen reminds.

"I know that after I find the right spiritual pulse, I will rush back as soon as possible. Before that, I will try not to have a direct conflict with the ink master"

with that, the demon body didn't say much, and his figure flashed and swept towards the other side of the starry sky.

"Let's go too"

watching the devil leave, Ning Chen takes the little girl around him and speeds up to the north of hongluan star field.

The whole big star is almost turned into a death star, with corpses everywhere and blood flowing everywhere.

The real terror is the disaster of the evil world, which shakes people's hearts.

Before the killing sword sect, the emperor in Xuanyi stood still, his white hair was flying, his magic mark on his eyebrows was dazzling, his terrible breath was shaking, and the surrounding mountains were constantly shaking.

The eyes of the demon emperor are cold, and the sword in his hand is dripping blood. The recast sword is more lethal than the past.

In the killing sword sect, the swordsmen form an array, and a strong man at the master level is in charge to stop the evil robbers.

Before the array, the white haired emperor in Xuanyi moves, the magic sword shines in the sky, and the magic power swings for nine days.

"Reincarnation"

when the magic sword is wielded and chopped, the disc of the sword comes out, and the reincarnation goes back and forth, and the circle is endless. In an instant, between heaven and earth, thousands of magic swords collide with the sword array and annihilate everything.

"Er"

with a murmur, ten great masters of the sword sect flew out with blood stained and red in their mouths.

"Why" the leader of the sword sect staggered a few steps and asked.

"Because, you should die"

the emperor replied coldly, the magic sword started again, and a powerful evil spirit spread out. Suddenly, nine days above, the sea of clouds rolled and thundered.

"Burying the sky"

with a clang sound, the magic front enters the earth. In an instant, the mountains collapse hundreds of miles around. In the sea of clouds, sword lights fall, burying the sky and destroying the earth.

With the killing sword sect as the center, the whole mountain collapsed, blood donation gushed into the air and fell like rain.

In the fury of the sand, the emperor walked out, his white hair dancing with the wind, and walked away.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, the dragon's gate appeared, and two figures came out.

In front of the scene, shocking, eye-catching, only blood donation and body, no longer see a glimmer of vitality.

Yin'er covers her mouth and keeps shaking. Even if she has seen the change of Zhongzhou, it's hard to accept it.

Ning Chen looked at the little girl beside her and said in a soft voice, "it's OK, don't be afraid"

the sound came back to her mind, and she gently answered, and her little hand subconsciously grasped more tightly.

"Boom"

thousands of miles away, the mountain crashed, and the terrible wave came. Ning Chen felt it, looked forward, said nothing, and quickly swept away with the little girl.

Killing sword sect ruins, blood donation has not dried up, red mountain, tell the sad.

Ning Chen rushes to, see around have no with familiar evil spirit and sword intention, the body is mercilessly one Zhan, son clothes.

The sword sect, which was buried in mountains and rocks, became a history in one day. It was once famous all over the world, but now it's just a piece of loess.

Under the rocks, suddenly, a trace of movement sounded, so slight, but clearly into the presence of two people's ears.

Ning Chen Mou son a MI, the figure flash, come to the mountain stone front, wave to shake open the mountain stone.

Under the rocks, the pool of blood is dazzling. A middle-aged man in Green's eyes are extremely dim. When the leader of the killing sword sect sees the young man in red, his dim eyes suddenly light up.

"The devil..."

If you don't finish your words, you can only regret. If you don't raise your arms, the leader of the sword sect won't die."Alas"

with a sigh, Ning Chen reaches out his hand to close the former's eyes. His gratitude and resentment will disappear after his death, and he will walk well on the way to huangquan.

Stop for a moment, Ning Chen leads yin'er to leave. Outside the mountains, he waves Ning Jian, and the sword light rushes up into the sky. He doesn't go to the mountains behind him.

Rumbling vibration, the collapse of the whole mountain fall, bury the body of the dead, the dead into the earth, the soul of the yellow spring.

"Ning Chen, is it really magic?" The sound is soft.

"En"

Ning Chen nodded and sighed again.

In order to fight against the underworld, the three spirits of Ziyi have been demonized. When the eldest grandson left, he could not let go of his unspoken regret.