The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Before the ancient battlefield and after the great war, Tianxuan mountain was burnt to the ground. The destruction of Magic Butterfly could destroy thousands of miles of land. Looking at it, there was no place in good condition.

The wind is bleak, the night is cold, and the dust is blowing all over the sky. In the wind, a beautiful woman walks up with a red umbrella in her hand. Her eyes are picturesque. She looks like the person in the picture perfectly, which is very unreal.

Under the ancient battlefield, a woman's Lotus step immediately swept toward the sky battlefield.

In the battlefield, the wind blows coldly, the sand is covered lightly, the butterfly moves forward, the white barefoot steps every step, the surrounding mountains fall to the ground, the uncontrollable power of destruction is constantly flowing, shocking the world.

"That's"

when we met at night, a young strong man looked at the amazing scene in front of him and showed his face in horror. Who was that?

"Boom"

it's hard to control the Moyuan. Behind the butterfly, the black wings can't be unfolded independently. Suddenly, the smell of horror spreads rapidly, and the world changes color in a flash.

With a scream, the young strong man was affected by Moyuan, and his body exploded. As soon as the blood and bone scattered, he was swallowed up by Moyuan.

"Er"

in the butterfly's mouth, there is a dull hum of pain, the blood color of the eyes is looming, and the murderous spirit is rising.

"Butterfly in flowers, come back with me"

just then, the dust rises, and a beautiful woman with a red umbrella appears and whispers.

"Impossible"

seeing the visitor, the butterfly in the flower turned cold and refused.

"The jiuyoutuntian magic Sutra you practiced has been known by those star zuns. This world can't accommodate you any more. Going back with me is your only choice," said Yue Zhinu calmly.

The butterfly in the flower did not answer and continued to walk forward step by step.

"The road you choose can only lead to destruction. Do you really want me to kill him before you go back with me?"

The red light shines, the moon Weaver Girl's figure blinks by, light way.

"If you dare to hurt him, the butterfly in the flower will never die with you"

when the scales are touched, the murderous spirit in the butterfly '.

"Helpless"

with a sigh, the red light broke through the sky and disappeared into the night.

The butterfly in the flower's face changed and wanted to catch up with him. Suddenly, he faltered. Behind him, the black winged demon yuan was in a frenzy. The terrifying force vibrated, and the power to destroy mountains and sea roared and roared, annihilating thousands of miles.

Separated by thousands of miles, Su Yi walked alone and went into the battlefield to find the chance of immortals in ancient times.

Strange area, each entrant is separated, travel thousands of miles to see a person.

Suddenly, the sound of the horse's hoof is breaking. It seems to surpass the ancient times, and the oppression is coming. It makes people feel a sense of unspeakable tearing, heavy and vicissitudes.

Ning Chen steps, eyes looking at the front, a plain clothes hunting with the wind, the figure does not move like a mountain, landslides in front and face does not change.

Hundreds of thousands of iron riders pass through the body, which is so shocking, even if the phantom is still frightening.

However, seeing the real battlefield, after countless wars, knowing one's fate has long been fearless.

The general died in a hundred battles, the strong man returned in ten years, and the great Xia knew his destiny. The battles he went through were more than a hundred battles.

Thousands of troops in the past, in front of us, it is still desolate. Maybe it was prosperous in ancient times, but now it is only scorched earth.

The fate of immortals, seeking immortals, cultivating immortals and becoming immortals, is just like the scene in front of us. I don't know whether it's a mirror or an ancient masterpiece.

Ning Chen continued to move forward, firm pace, since the choice, will never regret.

On the other side, Ling Li's empty moon white dress woman turns her hands and takes out the sky setting chessboard. Looking at the black and white pieces crisscrossing above, her beautiful eyes flash by.

Since the ninth son of mohmen replaced Tianxuan's son to break through the entrance of the ancient battlefield, the situation on Dingtian chessboard has changed. Sunspot gradually takes the lead and breaks the deadlock.

"The son of heaven abandonment has overtaken the man of heaven's choice. The result of this trip to the ancient battlefield is unexpected"

after observing for a long time, the worshiper of the moon waved his hand to put away the chessboard, immediately stepped on the lotus step and swept away in the direction of the chessboard.

"Dong"

in the battlefield, when everyone is looking for the ancient fairy fate, a bell rings, and then, one after another, rings through the battlefield.

"The bell?"

On the wilderness, Ning Chen stops, eyes slightly squint, how can there be a bell in this place.

Pondering for a moment, Ning Chen's figure flashed by and swept to the direction of the bell.

"The ninth son of the Mohist family, maybe I should call you Zhiming Hou"

in the sound of words, a beautiful shadow came down in the sky, the red paper umbrella blocked the worldly filth, and the holy and noble breath spread in the night sky.

Stranger, astonishing language, rather Chen Mou son a coagulation, mind alert.

Tianwaitian, in addition to Xiaoyue, there are still people who know his identity.

"Who is the girl and why is she in the way?" Ning Chen opens his mouth and calms down."Yuezhinu, the one who takes your life"

yuezhinu said in a soft voice, her words were calm, without any threat, but it made people feel cold unconsciously.

Ning Chen, with a slightly cold look, said, "I should meet you for the first time, and there should be no hatred. Is it too much for you to say"

"killing people is an excessive thing. I heard that you have good accomplishments on the sword. Today, the moon Weaver learns from you"

the words fall, the red light blooms, and a breath of amazing silver magic sword appears Holding the sword, the figure swept out in an instant.

Ning Chen is not careless. His right hand is empty. In the blood mist, the sword of tie Ming falls down, and the blood veins spread out. All the ways pierce into Zhiming's hand to hold the sword.

The two swords fight, and a cold air roars out. The world is frozen in an instant.

"The girl deceives others too much"

if you stop the killing for unknown reasons, you can't help feeling angry even if you are Ning Chen. The sword is in your hand. Don't ask about life or death.

When the two swords are handed over, the girl in front of her can be clear in her heart. The aurora of the magic sword in the hand of the moon weaver girl is flourishing, and her power is doubled.

Zhiming, Zhiming, youyou sword, Tongsheng's sword, people's sword, sword's edge dancing, wind and snow all over the eyes, brilliant blood light, amazing sword, rarely seen in a hundred years.

"Well?"

Feeling the pressure from the opponent's sword, the moon Weaver Girl's eyes flashed. This son's sword is not vulgar.

In the flash of flowing light, the magic sword under the red umbrella is flexible and unpredictable. Among the moves, the ability to escape from the peak is emerging in the world.

The sword formula under the moon is so broad that it can't be separated from the present. Today's sword will appear together and collide with the peak.

"Sword technique, hunwu"

a sword is hunwu, the wind of the sword swallows the sky and destroys the earth, the sword technique melts the power of the book of heaven, the earth of ten directions disintegrates for no reason, and is swallowed by the rising sword force.

The corner of the moon Weaver's mouth is curved, the red umbrella is spinning rapidly, the brilliance is flourishing, and the overwhelming blood waves spread out to block the sword.

After a move, the red light flashed by, and the sword broke through the afterwave and came to Su Yi's body.

"Extreme way, counter chaos"

with a thump, the two swords were handed over again. Ning Chen felt that his whole body sank and his feet sank three feet.

It's a strange martial art. I've never seen it before. Once I failed, the situation changed rapidly.

"This sword reverses the water moon"

the moon Weaver said in a soft voice, but the sword's power did not decrease at all. The sword was shining and the eyes were full of silver.

Ning Chen stepped out of the shackles, and the sword met the magic weapon. He felt the weight of thousands of times again. With a thump, his legs fell into the earth again.

"The volume of the earth, the earth turns thousands of times"

the war situation is unfavorable, Ning Chen turns his hand to raise yuan, the surrounding earth is separated, the endless abyss is separated, and the bottom is not seen.

"The book of heaven?"

The moon Weaver's eyes are shining, and the lotus steps are rolling. Under the red paper umbrella, the magic sword shows its amazing power again. The silver light is shining, and the gravity within a hundred Li suddenly reverses.

When the two swords were handed over, the figure in plain clothes suddenly rose out of control.

"Extreme Tao, Tianhong"

with the accumulation of advantages, the moon weaver girl takes a step in the air and soars to the sky. The magic sword strokes Tianhong and cuts it to Zhiming.

"The volume of the sky is unique in the world"

the light of the sword falls, and then shakes the magic sword, with a dramatic shock, the aftershocks surge, and the void collapses.

"No sword?"

Close at hand, the moon weaver girl looked at the young man in plain clothes, light way.

"There's no need"

Ning Chen looks a little cold, turns his palm to raise yuan, and starts the war with a thump.

"It's said that Zhiming Hou is a man who will do anything to win. It seems that this is not the case when we meet today"

the moon Weaver's figure is passing by in a flash, her killing moves are pressing, her cultivation is not perfect, and she is the most terrible weapon, leaving no way to survive.

There is no conspiracy or cold arrow in front of the sword, and the moon Weaver's killing is the most terrible disaster since her return.

Conspiracy, know the fate of Hou, unparalleled in the world, yangmou, move without a plan, no one can break.

"Sword technique, dragon and Phoenix are buried in heaven"

with the help of Xiang, the dragon and Phoenix are intertwined, the dragon and Phoenix are singing around Ning Chen, and the power of the gods rises rapidly, breaking through the sky.

The moon weaver girl sees this, in the hand red umbrella glory rises again, takes its body, Teng enters nine days.

"extreme Road, Luna decree"

swords waved, brilliant lights in the middle, huge star awning appear, remit heaven and Earth Spirit, gather the essence of Haoyue, God's call order, Vientiane ordered.

A moment later, the star awn turned, and sword light swept out one after another, destroying the sky and destroying the way.

The dragon and Phoenix meet each other for a moment. They are in a standoff, but when they hear a shocking shock, the end of the destruction moves, a sword breaks out and penetrates into the body.

"Er"

there was a dull sound, blood splashed, the plain clothes stepped back, and a little bit of vermilion fell.

In the sky, the figure of moon Weaver falls slowly. Looking at the injured young people in front of her, she calmly says, "you can't be my opponent before you really step into the immortal world. Use the immortal sword. This is your last chance.""There's no need"

Ning Chen tolerated the chest injury and replied again. In a long and painful drink, his whole body was full of blood, his double body was forced to merge, and the sky was full of red light. The Phoenix returned to his ancestors, and Ling established his spirit.

"Sword style"

in front of the horizontal sword body, the peak reappeared, the wind rose in an instant, and all of a sudden, sword lights rose up, crisscrossed and magnificent.

The strongest sword, the strongest meaning of the sword, the Phoenix will not admit defeat, and will not bow in the face of death. Phoenix bathes in fire to survive in death.

A step, plain clothes body, ten thousand sword winding, sword in Phoenix, sword in God, Kui ran this world.

"Nirvana"

the unparalleled sword is dazzling. At the next moment, ten thousand swords fly out and the Phoenix is born.