The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

On the Ninth Heaven, the master of ink is now scattered from the main body of the three peaks, absorbing all the blood and soul power of the three.

No one in the audience had time to respond to the sudden change. Only the blood red in his eyes reflected the real cruelty.

The red clothes, rising from the sky, are very angry, and the sword seems to be solid.

With a thumping sound, the star soul shakes the seven colors, and the terrible aftershocks are frenzied in the sky. The angry and uncontrollable fate knows that the sword will open for nine days.

"Lao Jiu, it seems that you have grown up a lot again"

the strange light in Mo Zhu's eyes flashed, turned his palm to shake open the sword edge, and walked slowly.

Ning Chen does not say, step, the sword turns, the sharp edge on the sword is incomparable, a road of cold kill light, shine the eye to perish.

"The sword technique is excellent, no wonder Qi Huan is willing to die in your hands"

Mo Zhu blocks sword light after sword light, full of colorful brilliance and brilliant.

"Old man, your humiliation to us will be paid back with your blood today, bit by bit!"

Ning Chen instant body, Teng sword, sword light startle four fields, fast to the extreme sword, two eyes difficult to distinguish.

Hate to the depths of the heart, killing full, swept red, like a red dragon out to sea, sword light collapse Teng, heaven and earth lost their voice.

The master of ink fixed his eyes and turned his hands to shake the sword light. The colorful light was more and more dazzling, and the whole sky was bright.

The setting sun sets, the eyes are full of residual red, the nine day wind and cloud are in a frenzy, in the rainbow of the sword, the seven colors keep rising, blocking the sword again and again.

In addition to the war situation, Tianyu looks at the war situation in front of him, sighs and raises his slim hand to help him know his fate.

"Tianyu, now your opponent is not me"

Mo Zhu turned his hand, shook away the shackled void, immediately looked into the distance and said calmly, "emperor, let's go"

"wise choice, Mo Zhu, don't forget what you promised me"

in the voice of words, the golden flame appeared in the heaven and earth, and a king figure came out, with a powerful breath The void of the world is twisted.

"Emperor Jinxi"

seeing someone coming, the sky Whisperer's face is frozen. It's troublesome.

When master Jinxi appeared, master Mo looked back at the young man in red and said, "I thought Qihuan could succeed, but I didn't expect that I would do it myself in the end. Lao Jiu, I'm glad that you've grown up, but that's the end"

with the sound of words falling, master Mo raised his hand, the situation changed, a fierce force rose sharply, and the dazzling light was shining in the sky The earth is full of horror, and nine days of shock.

At the peak of reality, the most powerful man in the world who has half stepped into the real world reappears his ability of shocking the world.

When Ning Chen saw this, he drank deeply, and his whole body was full of red light. The power of the divine realm urged him again. Shen Haoyuan turned around his body, and his body was raised to the limit.

"Magic, startling rainbow"

one finger breaks through the sky and startles the rainbow vertically and horizontally, with completely different powers, which separate heaven and earth and come to the world.

At this moment, the sky, thunder and lightning, a red electric burst into the sky, shock scattered rainbow.

Bright red, strange but somewhat familiar with the atmosphere, appeared in the war.

Ling Li's figure in the war situation, dressed in red battle clothes, is powerful, and his halberd red thunder is surging and hissing.

See to come a person, rather Chen Mou son a coagulate, the footstep temporarily stops.

"Xiang Yuan, I've been waiting for my teacher for a long time"

the ink Master said calmly, looked to the other side and said, "green Luo, come out too"

the words did not fall, the void rolled in the distance, a beautiful shadow of green came out, the clothes were floating, strong and cold.

"You must have been waiting for a long time on this day. Come and let me see how much you have grown up in these years"

Master Mo looked at the three people with no wave path.

"As you wish"

without saying much, the red halberd breaks through the sky, the Xiang Yuan moves, the Dragon leaps, and the mountain breaks into the sea.

Keng ran drama shock, the sky, red halberd sink like a mountain, majestic, stirring heaven and earth.

"Ninth younger martial brother, you are the fastest. Look at the situation carefully and wait for an opportunity to fight"

lvluo looks at the battle situation ahead and says in a voice.

"Well"

Ning Chen nodded and answered.

In the war situation, the main force of the first peak of Mohist is Mohist master. In the later stage of the actual situation, the cultivation is the first. When the halberd is broken, it is a short-term draw with Mohist master.

When the halberds and the palms collide, wave after wave of aftereffects will swing away, destroying the void of a hundred Li. The most terrible strong can be shocked.

In the white heat of the war, the sky sank and the earth fell. The eyes of green rose kept shining. After a moment, she passed by and entered the war.

Green rose hands, above the void, Ivy grows out of thin air, blocking the surrounding world.

The spreading green vines are endless, rooted in the void, breaking into the white robed figure in the war situation.

"Not bad"

the ink master calmly commented, waving his hand to shake the Ivy, stepping on the step, the colorful light scattered, and the surrounding green vines continued to disintegrate, which was hard to inherit the power of Xianyuan.

Three people fighting, the other side of the war, the human Tianyu against the emperor Jinxi, the wind and cloud rolling, the golden flame surging, the situation is also very fierce."Tianyu, you have nothing to do with the affairs in the Mormon, so why do you have to intervene"

as the dragon pattern coiled around, Emperor Jinxi turned his hand to block the power of the surrounding wind and cloud, and said.

"Everyone has the right to survive, and the Mohist scholars should not be sacrificed as cauldrons," the Tianyu said.

"Your kindness will eventually become the root of your self destruction. Tianyu, there is no justice in this world. It didn't exist before, and it will be the same in the future," King Xi sneered.

"As long as there is goodness in people's heart, it is not the end. Tianyu will spare no effort in his life to sow the seeds of hope for the world"

with one word, the whole body of Tianyu is surging, and the power of heaven and earth is gathering from all directions, which is incredible.

"Your stupidity is such a pity. Now that you have opened your eyes once, do you still have the strength to stop me?" Emperor Jinxi looked at the changes of the world around him and said with a cold smile.

After a few words, those who spoke in the sky did not respond any more. They took lotus steps to shake the former Emperor with the power of the winds and clouds in all directions.

It's explosive, the sky and the earth are sinking, the boundless afterwave is shaking, and the speed is very fast.

Both sides of the war, the same fierce, terrible aftershocks continue to spread, a hundred miles of void into a scar, rustle chatter, tell the sad voice.

Outside the war, only one person was indifferent. He was dressed in red and his eyes were fixed on the war in front of him.

In the war situation, the three fought fiercely. The red shadow did not reduce the charisma of the God of war. He was full of courage and bravery. The red halberd waved like a thunderbolt. There was no way out between the moves.

The ink master raised his hand to settle down the flying ivy vine, and immediately turned his hand to block the red halberd, saying, "red cloud halberd, Xiang Yuan, you will bury this life together with the magic weapon I gave you"

"the elaborate work you and I made in those years, now every time I wave it, it will make me hate you more deeply!" Xiang Yuan sank his halberd and killed all over his eyes.

If there is a little respect, there will be a little hatred. The leader of the first peak of the Mohist sect, who is haunted by murders, moves more and more deeply. Regardless of the more and more injuries accumulated in his body, he tries his best to kill.

With a thumping sound, the halberd collided with each other again. On the other side, the figure of lvluo passed by. With the same palm, he patted the person in front of him.

The master of ink was as motionless as a mountain. His left hand condensed yuan and took over the palm of the former again.

Within a short distance, there was a direct competition between the foundation and cultivation. A terrible breath filled the mouth of Xiangyuan and lvluo.

"Flowers buried in frosty weather"

regardless of the injury, the green light on the green rose is flourishing, the vines twinkle around the people in front of us, the green vines blossom, and the flowers bloom and fall in the wind and snow.

When the wind and snow take away the fallen flowers, the sky and the earth darken, and the ink master's body entangled by the green vine begins to crack.

Ink master Shen Ning, the palm of Xian yuan surging, thumping shock fly two people.

The body retreats half a step, the law disturbs the body, the ink master mouth a touch of vermilion drips down, the breath first appears unsteady.

At this moment, outside the war situation, the red clothes watching the war finally moved, and the star soul appeared. In a flash, the sword broke through the red world.

"The cooperation is not bad!"

In front of the sword, the ink master raised his hand and grasped the edge of the sword. The blood spilled from his hand and dyed the edge red.

"A sword is invisible"

the blade turns sharply, breaks the shackles, enters the body one inch, and the blood overflows.

"Er"

with a dull hum, the ink master yuan overturned and shocked the former.

After a few steps, she steadied her figure, passed by her feet and bullied her again.

The speed of the sword, leaving no breathing opportunity, a sword faster than a sword, death kill all, sharp eye-catching.

The ink master blocked the sword, and there was no time to suppress the power of the law, so the white robe turned red instantly.

"You've done a good job, really good, but it's time to end"

a word fell, the ink master's deep voice drank, the colorful brilliance of the whole body quickly converged, the breath of yin and Yang rose sharply, the black and white echoed, and the waves surged into the sky.

It is the first time to show the figure in the world, with black eyes and white eyes. The terrible pressure swept down, and the world trembled.

"Fairy art, joys and sorrows"

Yin and Yang appear, and fairy art emerges. One after another, the black and white light rapidly destroys everything around, and the space collapses rapidly, spreading hundreds of miles away.

When the crisis came, Xiang Yuan's face changed and his figure flashed by. He stood up to block the move and fought with halberd to shake Yin and Yang.

The powerful power of destruction, which can't be stopped, instantly destroys the warrior's hard bones.

Blood flowers, snowflakes, red shadows fall from the sky and fall on the earth.

"Elder martial brother"

Green Luo Mou son fiercely shrinks, sorrowful way.

Ning Chen look is also a shock, a moment back to God, figure a flash, with the former, rapid retreat.

"You can't go"

before the words were heard, the figure of Mo Zhu disappeared and reappeared. They were behind them. They turned their palms and photographed it. It was so powerful.

As the war situation suddenly turns down, the sky Whisperer suddenly looks back and sees that the war situation is changing in the distance. He can't hesitate any more. His whole body suddenly breaks out and his eyes open again.In a flash, two lines of blood and tears trickle down from the eyes of the Tianyu people, and the majestic breath swings away. Over the whole Lijia village, the wind and snow are raging, and the power of heaven and earth reappears.

The ink master felt it, and his palm suddenly turned around. He patted the power of heaven and earth. With a thump, he drew several feet.

In front of him, the sky Whisperer who stands in the void, a head of green silk dancing with the wind, three parts of dyed frost, like the beautiful eyes of the sun and the moon, a drop of blood quietly drips down, dyed red and plain white dress.