The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

At the end of the war, Shenji and Baiyue make a move. The already desperate Butian zhongzun is in a desperate situation.

On the void, one shadow after another falls from the sky, falls to the ground with a thump, and the earth is stained red with blood. No one has left a hand in the battle of becoming king and defeating the invaders. In a fierce battle, the Butian Pavilion, which has been dominating for tens of thousands of years, has been destroyed and severely damaged.

Qi fanlan was exiled, and the leader of BuTian pavilion was severely damaged. The highest combat power of BuTian pavilion was lost in one day, and there was no fighting back.

Deep in the secret place of mending heaven, Ning Chen's figure appears in the forbidden area with turbulent breath. Looking at the important place of mending heaven in front of him, his expression flashes through the color of Ning Chen.

If you are not wrong, this is the most secret place of butiange. I hope there will be no more variables.

The Butian forbidden area, the hundred mile Jedi, is full of dead silence, without any vitality.

Ning Chen walks in, kills the immortal, traps the immortal, encircles the whole body, the powerful breath circulation, dispels the surrounding circulation Yin Qi.

"Hum"

a hundred steps ahead, changes suddenly appear, on the earth, a bright light flashed by, flash away, no trace can be seen.

Ning Chen stares at the eye, the footstep is a tread, the body turns red light, extreme speed chased up.

In a flash, the flow of light from front to back has reached a hundred miles away.

"What's this?"

A hundred miles away, Ning Chen calmed down and waved his right hand. The sword was coiled all over the sky and turned into a net, blocking the void.

In the crisscross light of the sword, a small gourd appeared. On the gourd, a little boy, carved with jade and powder, sat shivering on it, looking at the people in front of him with big eyes, full of fear.

Ning Chen sees, the brow slightly wrinkles, opened the fairy medicine of wisdom?

"Xianchang, please forgive me"

the little boy is less than three inches tall. He sits on a small gourd with the leaves on his head. He looks at the human in front of him and is afraid.

Ning Chen didn't say a word, right hand turned over, suddenly, a strong suction pull out, will the little boy.

Although it's only the size of a palm, it's like a treasure house of aura. You can feel relaxed and happy when you smell it.

"Swallow it, the noumenon is 70% likely to wake up"

the evil spirit surges out, and a cold voice rings out, saying.

"The devil

The little boy exclaimed with fear on his face.

"What are you hesitating about?" The demon body said in a cold voice.

"Immortal, please forgive me"

the little boy knelt on the gourd and kept kowtowing.

Ning Chen looks at the little man on the gourd and is silent.

"It's a panacea. It's born to be eaten. What's your hesitation! Feng Shen, you are not the Savior. Put away your useless compassion The evil body once again cold voice shouts a way.

"Immortal, please forgive me"

on the little gourd, the boy's delicate face became more and more frightened and trembled.

Ning Chen's whole body is full of more and more demonic Qi, which is boundless and majestic and can dye the ink world.

"What's the purpose of your coming to BuTian pavilion? Have you forgotten the lesson of the past? This kind of elixir is missed today. Where can you find it in the future?" in the evil spirit, the voice of the devil is colder and colder, which makes people shudder.

"Evil body, we have created enough evils"

Ning Chen said softly, raised his hand, gently touched the little boy's eyebrow, and said, "come with me, I won't hurt your life"

the little boy hesitated for a moment, and after a moment, he saluted respectfully and said, "thank you, fairy head"

with that, the little boy's figure flashed and flew to the former's shoulder, and the God was dead The color is still timid and reserved.

"Don't be afraid, I said I won't hurt your life, so I won't break my promise"

Ning Chen looked at the dead and silent heaven mending forbidden area in front of him, and his face slightly condensed.

"Fengshen, your kindness really disgusts me"

during the conversation, the surging evil Qi gradually converges, and then disappears in a flash.

After the evil spirit disappeared, the color of fear on the little boy's face on Ning Chen's shoulder just slowed down a little. Sitting on the former's shoulder, he said cautiously, "immortal, there are still many big medicines here. Can I help the immortal find them?"

Ning Chen said calmly, "lead the way"

the little man nodded and immediately flew forward with a small gourd.

Ning Chen follows behind and opens up his mind to guard against possible unknown dangers.

Not long ago, on the cold land, a strange shaped king of medicine appeared, with strong vitality flowing, which made people look sideways.

Ning Chen walks forward, wave hand to arrest the medicine king, looked, with the hand put away.

Seeing that the former didn't care, the little boy said nervously, "immortal, there is"

"continue to lead the way" Ning Chen said calmly.

"Well"

the little boy nodded and continued to fly forward.

Ning Chen quietly follows behind and looks at the little gourd that the little boy is sitting on. There is a thoughtful light in his eyes. The child's Noumenon should be an immortal vine. Everything has spirit, but there are only a few people who can really produce consciousness. He really can't bear to destroy it.It seems that there is a rule of space in the vast and boundless forbidden area for mending heaven. Each big drug is distributed in all directions, and it almost devours the aura of the earth. Within ten thousand li, it is hard for an inch of grass to grow.

In half an hour, the little boy has found four precious medicine kings with Ning Chen. As the only elixir in the forbidden area, the little boy is very familiar with the surrounding terrain and saves a lot of time.

"Immortal, that's all there is"

on the little gourd, the little man said nervously, "the aura here has dried up over the years, and most of the medicine kings have been taken away by human beings. There's not much left"

"enough"

Ning Chen nodded, waved his left hand, started with the immortal, and put a sword into the ground, which made the earth rumble and shake.

Under the earth, the sword Qi cuts the spirit pulse. In the violent vibration, the foundation of the spirit pulse collapses, and the overflowing spirit continuously infuses into the trapped immortal sword. The way of devouring the spirit pulse completely destroys the spirit pulse below, and there is no day to recover.

Outside the Butian forbidden area, a strong Butian Pavilion feels that the underground spiritual pulse is destroyed. His eyes are all changed and his face is shocked.

Over the ancient star, a faint sigh came from the ancient sedan chair. "I didn't expect that the famous BuTian pavilion would suffer such a great disaster today. The strength of these five people is really more terrible than each other"

"although they are strong, they still can't be compared with the three Pavilion owners," one swordman said respectfully.

"In this case, don't say that disrespect for the strong is disrespect for yourself"

in the ancient sedan chair, the gentle voice of the woman came out again, saying, "before entering the fourth border, with the strength of these five people, no one dare say that they will win, neither can I.

the sword slave who spoke earlier bowed his head respectfully and did not dare to say more.

In order to mend the forbidden area, the immortal sword cuts the veins of the earth. The endless red light cuts through the space one after another. Under the ground, the majestic aura is continuously injected into the immortal sword, making the oppression on the sword even more terrifying.

Ning Chen's hands quickly seal, one after another ban, the Yellow Spring opens the ban, seals the immortal sword, and delays the dispersion of power.

A moment later, Ning Chen waves and puts away the sword.

On one side, on the little gourd, the little boy looked at the scene. His face was shocked and hard to recover for a long time.

"Let's go"

Ning Chen said, and immediately turned around and walked out of the forbidden area.

The little boy returned to his senses and flew to the former shoulder. He said nervously, "fairy, my name is little gourd"

Ning Chen gave a faint smile, nodded and wrote it down.

Small gourd strong courage, stretch out a small hand to pull the hair of the former, sit more stable.

At this moment, the void shakes, and a young figure in blue appears. With a wave of his right hand, a sharp sword light flies out. In the sword light, the sword stick looms, and the chill is deep to the bone.

"The ninth son of the Mohist family, one hundred days later, the sword Pavilion will talk about the sword. Please come and talk about the heroes in the world"

the words fall, the sword Posts come to the front of the body, and the sword power does not decrease, and the void along the way is delimited.

Ning Chen fixed his pace, frowned lightly, raised his right hand and pointed to the sword.

The only sword that surpasses the peak is invisible, and the meaning of the sword on the sword post is not affected.

"Thank you for your invitation. I'll consider it later"

Ning Chen answered calmly and went on.

In the void, the sword slave in blue didn't say any more. His figure faded away and disappeared.

Not long after, outside the ancient star, the sword slave in blue came back with a respectful salute and said, "report back to the leader of the third Pavilion, the sword post has been sent to the sedan chair"

"what do they say?" the woman asked.

"Shenji and Qi Wang have made it clear that they will attend the meeting. The ninth son of Mo family didn't give a positive answer. He just said that he would consider it," the blue sword slave replied.

"I know, go back"

with that, the woman in the sedan chair didn't say much more, but the ancient sedan chair rose and swept towards the stars.

The four slaves followed and left together.

At the same time, a fierce battle is coming to an end in the secret place of mending the sky. Mending the sky Pavilion is defeated, with heavy casualties.

However, Shenji, Xiaoyue Louzhu and others didn't kill them all. They all chose to stop just enough.

Ning Chen came, looked at the three stopped battles, and said, "thank you, let's go"

the master of Shenji and Xiaoyue nodded, stepped over and left in vain.

Ningchen side, Lin Yuzhen swept to, looking at the former shoulder of the little boy, face show strange color, way, "human form elixir?"

"Well"

Ning Chen nodded and said, "what you got from the Butian forbidden area is worth the trip"

"it's really amazing that there is such a divine object in the Butian Pavilion. However, brother Ning seized the elixir and destroyed the veins of the Butian Pavilion. There will be a lot of trouble in the future," Lin Yuzhen reminded.

"No harm"

Ning Chen gently shook his head and said, "even if I don't do this, it's hard to solve the grudge between me and butiange. It's a pity that with my present strength, I can't completely destroy this disaster"

"that's enough."Lin Yuzhen said in a low voice, "BuTian pavilion has been greatly damaged after this battle. If we force each other again, it may lead to those old monsters who should have died long ago, and the gain is not worth the loss"

Ning Chen nodded. When Qi Ranlan appeared, he knew that it was impossible to destroy Butian Pavilion today.

Qi zhuanglan not only represents the fighting power beyond the peak of the true realm, but also shows that there are indeed resources in butiange that can let people enter the fourth realm. Qi zhuanglan has been infinitely close to this realm, and the only difference is time.