The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the netherworld, after the gate of the ghost, an amazing scene appears. In the hands of the ghost girl, the sword passes through her chest, bringing out dazzling blood.

"Er"

with a dull hum, the shocked eyes are full of clear sadness. Although it is a short-term doubt, the scene of the dream coming true makes the man who has been on guard for a hundred years unwilling to calm down.

"Why?"

Ning Chen raises a hand to caress a woman's face lightly in front of him, the blood in the mouth continuously drips down, sad way.

"Those who break into the underworld will be killed without mercy!"

The woman in red has red eyes. She pulls out her sword in her hand and palms on her chest.

"Er"

after another heavy injury, the figure in plain clothes retreated for more than ten steps, vomited blood and soaked the earth.

"Know your destiny!"

Outside the ghost gate, the falling star quickly comes to the gate. Holding the former, he looks at the woman in red in front of him, and his killing chance is surging wildly.

"Good friend!"

Gradually blurred consciousness, can no longer see the person in front of him, Ning Chen figure into the bosom of his best friend, fainted.

Luo Xingchen raised his hand and nodded a few times in the former's heart, sealed his badly hurt heart, immediately tore open his clothes and tied his best friend behind his back. His shaking hands were dyed red with blood.

"Kill

As soon as the woman in red drinks coldly, four black illusory figures appear behind her. The huge black sickle is in her hand, emitting a threatening cold light.

"Friend, you are so smart that you can't see that it's all illusory? Or you don't want to believe in the truth and are willing to sink. "

The falling star whispered, picked up his friend's sword on the ground, immediately flashed by, and chopped the woman in front with his sword.

When the two swords collide, a violent vibration resounds through the gate of hell. The blood of the sword holding hand of the falling star keeps flowing, but he refuses to step back. Zhenyuan bursts out and shakes back the people in front of him.

"Yila"

the four soul enchanting messengers swept by the black sickle, the sound of tearing clothes and silk sounded, and the falling star's shoulders and chest were severely injured, the wounds were visible, and the blood gushed like a spring.

"Are you so obsessed with manipulating other people's emotions?"

No matter how serious the injury is, luoxingchen raises his hand and grabs the sword edge in front of the woman's hand. Xinghun forcibly cuts it off.

The black sickle blocks the edge of the sword, and the woman in red sees the right time. The palm yuan condenses and claps on the chest of the former.

The fierce palm adds to the body, the remaining strength penetrates the body, and the blood mist gushes out, so dazzling.

"Haven't you answered me yet, playing with other people's emotions, so fascinating to you?"

One step is not willing to retreat, and the star falls. Despite the fierce palm, he is still indifferent. The star soul in his hand shakes away the black sickle and falls with a sword.

The edge of the sword is full of black air. The figure of the woman in red disappears and shows signs of instability.

"Do I allow you to die, answer me!"

As soon as the setting stars look down, the whole body's real Qi is surging, calming the illusion that it will disperse, and making a cold voice.

The color of blood in the eyes of the woman in red is more intense, and the power of heaven and earth on her palm converges, and her palm is printed on her chest again.

A palm and a palm of the heavy blow, a waterfall and a waterfall of blood, falling stars but if you don't know, forced to real yuan to live in front of the illusory figure, eyes cold stabbing mind.

The four enchanting messengers wave the black sickle to ask for their lives. However, tens of thousands of years later, the strength of the array here has been extremely weak, and it is difficult to show the power of the past.

The star soul blocks the black sickle, and one sword after another cuts it. The four enchanting messengers scatter one after another and disappear between heaven and earth.

In Guimen pass, before the altar, blood has been stained every inch of the earth. The woman in red, who was forced to stay in the world, is more and more unstable, the black air dissipates, and the power of heaven and earth is constantly removed.

"Answer me!"

Raise a hand to clasp in front of woman's throat, fall star Mou in anger to pour sky, sternly shout a way.

In a flash, the figure of the woman in red disappeared, and she could not stay any longer, and returned to the world.

Women's scattered shape, illusion instant break, not far away, a bead bright dark, the cracks appear, immediately broken.

The setting star stood still, looking at the broken beast Neidan not far away, his fists were clasping.

Boom, at this moment, the cave began to shake violently, and one boulder after another fell from the top, crashing on the earth.

The quiet light, creeping out in every crack, is as heavy as a mountain, making it hard for people to breathe.

The shadow of the falling star shakes several times. The sword in his hand goes to the ground with a sharp edge. He settles down and looks at the light around him. He doesn't stay any longer. He takes his best friend who is seriously injured and comatose and rushes out quickly.

"Well"

when he took a step, the shadow of the falling star suddenly settled down. Looking back, he saw that in the deep of the stone mansion, in the huge crack, a terrible breath of fire yuan overflowed out, blazing and pure.

"Sick king stone!"

As soon as the setting stars look shocked, the figure turns back and moves to avoid the situation of falling one by one, and quickly sweeps to the depth of the stone house.

Before the huge crack, the heat wave surged, making it difficult to get close.

Shifu collapses behind. It's urgent. The falling star doesn't hesitate any more and rushes into the crack in front.The faint light oppresses the body, the heat wave burns the eyes, and the blood around the injured falling star is continuously steamed out, and the whole body is more and more difficult to maintain.

In front of the crack, a black stone buried for many years appeared. The black flame was shining, burning the surrounding laws of heaven and earth.

Falling star figure swept to, raised his hand to hold the sick Wang Shi, immediately quickly toward the outside.

The edge of the sword shakes the huge stone, sweeps away the obstacles in the way, and the falling star's figure passes by, and quickly escapes to the netherworld.

Endless underground abyss, no exit, falling stars call out the stars, bow and arrow, arrow light sky, open a way of life and death.

The laws of heaven and earth add to the body. The body is like ten thousand jin under pressure. The stars are falling. There are cracks all over the body. I can't stop for half a moment.

Tianyue holy city, West courtyard small pavilion, Tianyue City Lord standing still, eyes looking at the distance, waiting patiently.

The cold moon is shining high, and the night is chilly. At this time, a touch of purple shadow comes. In the future, it's time to say a word, spit out a mouthful of blood and fall straight down.

"Well?"

When Tianyue city master saw this, he looked like a coagulant, and his figure flashed by. He stepped forward to hold the former, and his brow slightly wrinkled.

Outside the small pavilion, the fourth and seventh God's face slightly changed, and immediately came forward to check the situation.

"Not good!"

The master of Tianyue City inquired into the situation of the two people, and his eyes were shining. Why were they hurt? Although falling into the soul abyss is dangerous, they are both extraordinary men. It should not be difficult to protect their lives.

"Lord The seventh God will worry.

"Take them to the holy pool immediately," the Lord of Tianyue said.

"Yes"

the fourth and seventh God generals took orders, took two people, and rushed to the holy city.

The sky is over the holy pool, the cold is steaming, the holy city is secret, three figures come, two God generals come forward, put the two people in the holy pool, look worried.

"Lord, the star's wound?" The fourth God looked at the city Lord and asked anxiously.

"Life in danger!"

The Lord of Tianyue said, "although his strength is not inferior to yours, his cultivation is only in the middle of the real world. In addition, his body is no longer at its peak. If he goes deep into the abyss of falling soul, he will be seriously injured. Now, most of his meridians have been damaged and only half his life is left, but"

at this point, the Lord of Tianyue looked at the white haired figure in the holy pool and said, "it's better As far as the setting stars are concerned, the injury of this Mr. Ning makes me worry more. With one sword, his heart is badly hurt, and there seems to be no chance to resist. I really can't believe that there are still people in the world who have such strength. Just one move will hurt him badly. "

"The fourth realm?"

The seventh God asked.

"It's not like"

the Lord of Tianyue shakes his head and says, "if it's the fourth realm, it's impossible for luoxingchen to save him. Don't guess. It's the right thing to wake them up as soon as possible. Xiaoqi, you heal for luoxingchen, and this Mr. Ning will give it to the Lord of Tianyue."

With the sound of words falling, the Lord of Tianyue came forward, turned his palm and poured it into the body of the young man in plain clothes.

The seventh God will also coagulate his mind and gather his true Qi to help the falling stars heal.

As time goes by, in front of the holy pool, Tianyue's brow is getting more and more tight. What's the matter? This son's injury is recovering automatically?

Don't interfere any more. The Lord of Tianyue will stop and wait calmly.

In the rear, the fourth general, who was the protector of the Dharma for the two, saw this and said, "Lord, what happened?"

"It's not clear that this body is not quite right. It's actually repairing the heart injury automatically." The Lord of Tianyue said.

The fourth God will smell the words, look surprised, there should be such a thing, not out of the ordinary body, the body is the shackles, heart and pulse damage, almost irreversible injury.

Holy pool help, Ning Chen body, frost gradually rise, little floating above the water.

In a flash, some tiny ice crystals appeared in the holy pool, which was extremely beautiful and fascinating.

The fourth God will look at this shocking scene, his eyes are full of incredible color, but the holy pool never freezes. Now, the situation shows that the holy pool's spiritual power is rapidly fading.

"Lord The fourth God will be back to God, quickly reminded.

The Lord of Tianyue raised his hand and interrupted the former. He looked forward and said, "life is of vital importance. Save people first."

The fourth God will have to swallow his words and wait anxiously.

On the other hand, the seventh God will be stable after the fall of the stars injury, convergence of true Qi, this just noticed the scene beside, his face was shocked.

As time goes by, the night gradually passes. In the East, dawn is approaching. In the holy pool, most of the water has frozen and most of the aura has dissipated.

At this time, in the holy pool, the figure in plain clothes slowly opened his eyes. After a short period of confusion, the memory surged in.

Ning Chen gets up and sees the three figures standing still by the holy pool. Without saying a word, he salutes respectfully.

Heartbreak, deep cover, memory, buried, Ning Chen sad eyes to restore calm, the heart also once again firm as a rock.

"Drink"With a light drink, the frost is surging all over the sky. Ning Chen turns his hands and condenses the volume of life. The true Qi is continuously infused into his best friend's body to repair his injury.

The line in front of the gate of death is unforgettable. Before the end of the road, he should not be so fragile. His addiction to beautiful dreams makes him lose himself and unwilling to wake up. How naive and stupid he is.

If it had not been for Luoxing's life, he might not have come back. From now on, this kind of thing will never happen again.

He knows his destiny. He has no right to be vulnerable.