The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the void under the moon, the war situation is all over the place, and the endless fire is spreading. No one dares to get close to it.

In the war, the two men were not afraid of Xianzhong's power, and their killing moves were majestic, and their fierce moves collided with each other.

"How long can you stop me?"

When the immortal sword comes, the emperor Mingtian raises his hand to shake back the former's attack. Haoyuan urges him again, and the wind and thunder roar and annihilate him for thousands of miles.

When the thunder comes, red clothes pass by, and Zhuxian moves with it. The mighty sword power cuts away the thunder and swings the power of heaven with one sword.

"Dong"

the immortal bell rings, the bell waves pass by, the thunder and sword light dissipate in an instant, and they retreat again.

Red dripping, red sword edge, fairy bell on both sides, eyes, the same cold, killing all exposed.

The afterglow of the immortal bell is rippling one after another, and the space around them is constantly collapsing. It's extremely immortal, and it's hard for the world to inherit the majestic power.

With the help of the immortal bell, however, the gap between the foundation and cultivation gradually tilted the situation.

The blood stained sword is singing in a low voice. The evil spirit in the sword is swirling and spreading, but the merciless eyes never waver.

"Be careful, I need to be a little more serious"

emperor Mingtian said coldly and fiercely. Suddenly, the nine days were one of the gloom, and the boundless dark air condensed into clouds, which lasted thousands of miles, thundering and resounding all over the world.

"Xianzhong, it's yours"

when Hongyi came into the world, he retreated without fighting. He stepped on his feet and went away quickly.

"Well?"

Emperor Mingtian saw this, his face sank, but he didn't chase him any more. His figure flashed by and came to the East emperor's bell.

The immortal bell will be lost, and the faces of all of them will change at the same time. They can't help but come forward again and take over the war.

At the same time, in the mountains, many strong people who could not hide all the time chose to move out one after another to fight for immortality.

Seeing this, the moon worshiper's eyes flashed and turned, and the lotus steps also wanted to fight for it.

"Pray for the moon, wait a minute"

just at the moment of the call, the magic machine sends a voice to stop the coming moon worship.

The worshiper of the moon hears the speech, and his figure subconsciously gives him a meal. He looks puzzled and suddenly shrinks his eyes.

However, within a hundred li of the bell, a column of blood light rose into the sky, straight into the starry sky, and instantly annihilated all the strong people close to the bell.

Before the pillar of light, the figure in red stepped out, looking at the people in the dilemma, his eyes were cold and piercing.

"This is"

in front of the mountain, Shenji looks at the blood colored pillar of light that has trapped all the worshippers. His face is shocked, and he is forbidden by the God of the yellow spring, and he has the spirit of killing immortals.

"Master Shenji, worshiper of the moon, the next thing is personal gratitude and resentment, and I hope to step back"

on the void, red clothes turned back and said a word calmly.

The worshiper of the moon came back from the shock, and her face was full of fear. If it had not been for Shenji to remind her, now she was trapped in the light column.

This son, in the end what to do.

"The ninth son of the Mohist family, what do you want to do?" The worshiper of the Moon said in a deep voice.

"Clean up the filth" red light way.

"Do you know what that means?" The worshiper of the moon looks colder and colder.

"How serious is it to be an enemy of the world?" Red dress tone is insipid way.

"Lunatic"

the moon worshiper said in a cold voice.

"If the venerable wants to stop it, it may be too late now. However, if he wants to fight against Zhiming now, Zhiming will no longer worry about the way of a gentleman." Hongyi indifferent way.

"Wanton" worshiper of the moon in the heart of a fury, just about to hand, again be ah stop.

"Worship the moon, don't be impulsive, now you can't stop him." before the peak, Shenji said.

"Don't you want to see all the gods fall here? In this way, the whole world will be in chaos"

the moon worshiper replied in a deep voice that she doesn't care whether all the gods are dead or alive, but she can't ignore the fight caused by their death.

"The pattern will always change. Besides, the zuns are not easy to deal with, so don't interfere," Shenji advised.

There was a struggle in the eyes of the worshipper. At this moment, another sound came again, which made the former look shocked again.

"Worship the moon, don't interfere in this matter. You have no chance to live. If you interfere, the ninth son of the Mohist family will no longer be merciful and retreat"

next to Shenji, the illusory silver gray cloak figure appears again and says.

The worshipper of the moon has heard of it. He has pressed down the waves in his heart and stepped back in his struggle.

Seeing the moon retreating, on the void, beside the red clothes, a figure in plain clothes came out, and the two bodies merged and stepped into the pillar of light step by step.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time"

Ning Chen opened his mouth and looked at all the dignitaries trapped in the huangquan forbidden area and said calmly.

"Ninth son of the Mohist family, what are you going to do?"

Crape myrtle, gold Yao all respect look heavy abnormal, cold voice asks a way.

"Send you on the road"

in the sound of the words, Ning Chen waves his hand, and a piece of ancient Xianqin appears in front of him. The breath of killing spreads, and the chill can be clearly felt thousands of miles away."King of hell"

seeing the Guqin that appeared in front of the former, the face of Yingqiong changed dramatically. Didn't this Qin have been lost long ago? How could it appear in the hands of the ninth son of the Mohist family.

"What's the matter, why not?" looking at Ying Qiong's face changing, the spirit empty venerable asked in a deep voice.

"It's the inheritance artifact of the white tiger in the past dynasties. You should be careful of the Lord's killing." the elder Ying Qiong was shocked and reminded.

"The art of Qin is the worst thing I've ever learned, and you've all included it"

with the sound of words falling, the king of hell begins to ring, and the void suddenly falls into silence, and the night is even darker, and a dark polar night is coming.

At the next moment, the great terror, centered on the king of hell, spreads and destroys everything.

When they saw this, they immediately turned away. However, after a moment, their faces changed.

But seeing the Qin wave spread, impartial, straight into the fairy bell, suddenly, the more terrible bell rang, the king of hell ordered, and the yellow spring opened.

"Bang"

one of them couldn't escape. His arm was swept by Zhong Bo, and the blood burst out and dyed red all over the sky.

"It's impossible. How could the ninth son of the Mohist family have such terrible attainments on the piano"

outside the war, Shenji's face was dignified. He said that his attainments on the sword were amazing, but with his talent, he could not have the energy to learn the music.

A moment later, Shenji seemed to think of something. He looked at the illusory figure on one side and said in a deep voice, "it's you"

"for the owner of this building, it's just a pastime in his spare time. It's not a big deal to give someone away. The important thing is that this son can afford the price," said Xiaoyue.

"It's no wonder that the landlord hasn't done anything to build a foundation for others. Even the landlord has to cultivate for a period of time"

Shenji said coldly. I didn't expect that the landlord Xiaoyue was willing to spend so much money on this son, which was beyond his expectation.

"The more you pay, the more you get back. Besides, you don't need high risk, there's a high return thing. There's no other thing in the world," says Xiaoyue.

"I don't hesitate to give up part of my foundation, but also help this son. Landlord, I'm very curious. What's your so-called reward?" Shenji sneered.

"The opportunity of the fourth scene"

Xiaoyue Lou Zhu's eyes are slightly coagulated, slowly.