The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the northern part of the sky, there are many stars. On a big star of life, the devil fire burns every inch of the earth, and the life is ruined.

At the head of thousands of demon armies, a man stands still, his lonely and calm eyes are as deep as valley, which makes it hard to move away.

The first Dharma protector in the magic palace is the first of the four Dharma protectors even before the Foshan war. The most special person in the magic palace does not listen to the tune, but no one dares to have any objection.

"Dharma protector, all the resistance forces of this star have been leveled. Do you want to continue to attack other big stars?" A demon general came forward and saluted respectfully.

"En"

you asked the sky and nodded. Just as you were about to turn around, suddenly, your eyes narrowed, looked at the sky and said slowly, "who?"

In the sky, two figures of Yama came down from the sky. The powerful atmosphere shocked thousands of demons.

"Hell and hell"

when you asked the sky, Guanghua flashed through your eyes. He had heard about the first World War in Foshan. Four hell and hell appeared, which prevented the plan of the demon palace to destroy Foshan.

"The first Dharma protector in the magic palace, I've heard so much about you," said Yan Luo in red.

"What's the matter with you two You asked Tianping Jing.

"I've heard for a long time that the cultivation of the first Dharma protector in the demon palace is amazing. Today, we're here to ask for advice." Yama in red replied.

"Just the two of you?" You ask the sky light way.

"It's just asking for advice. Two people are enough." Red Yan Luo should say.

"I don't know what to do. I'm in a bad mood today. Let's leave as soon as possible." You ask the sky indifferent way.

"Since I have come, I am not sorry to go back like this. Since the Dharma protector is in a bad mood, let's go with him to relieve his worries."

As the words fell, the sky and the earth sank, the red clothes passed by, the blood red sword came out, and the stars rose all over the sky.

Keng ran a, double fingers shake magic weapon, Jun asked the sky, eyes gradually cold, curving a bullet, shock open sword.

"The sword technique is good, but it's a pity that the skill is not good"

in a indifferent comment, you ask the sky, turn your palm to accept Qi, and the dust and waves below will surge. You can clap it with one hand, and the waves will roll thousands of miles.

"That's not necessarily"

take off the sword in red clothes, move with both hands, and have a strong foundation to promote the martial arts of the world. The famous move of kylin is to pick up the star in Jiutian and reappear in the world.

With a bang, the two palms joined hands, and the torrent and undercurrent swung away sharply. Under them, the earth cracked and fell for several feet.

In the rear, the Chu River and Yan Luo move. The purple skirt floats with the wind. The flying star soul is not in the hand. A sword passes by. Between life and death.

You ask the sky to turn your hand to block the front of the magic weapon. Your eyes look at the two people in front of you, and the contempt disappears. Your palm power urges you to start the war.

"If I take back just now, you are a good opponent."

A language falls, the gentleman asks the sky, raises the hand to start the startling waves, the cloud wave sweeps, majestic astonishing.

It is difficult to see the depth of the first Dharma protector in the magic palace. He first shows his strength and shakes the world with one hand.

With the arrival of the flood, the red clad Yama does not dodge, turns his palm to solidify the Yuan Dynasty, and the starlight spreads. Jiutian picks up the stars, and the initial gesture is revealed, which is a powerful hand to block the power of heaven.

Both sides are shocked by the martial decision. The depth of cultivation and the thick foundation are unprecedented.

At the moment of the handover of the two palms, in the war situation, the star soul sword in the hands of Yan Luo in purple skirt moves, and the scattered stars gather again. The sword is flourishing, and strides forward to the heart of the magic palace Dharma protector.

"Slow down!"

When you ask the sky, you raise your hand to block the magic weapon. On the palm of your hand, a black whirlpool appears. In the world around you, the aura goes back and immediately swings out, which is very powerful.

Purple skirt Yan Luo's eyes, step back quickly, avoid the former palm force.

"Nine days pick star hand, shake the sea!"

The reappearance of the divine power, red Yan Luo's whole body frost, palm yuan urge, a palm split sea waves, powerful and domineering palm strength, unprecedented.

When you ask the sky, you don't move. You raise your hand to meet the shaking hand of the sea. There is a great shock and the waves are surging. They are dressed in wild dance, and the earth in front of them is separated.

"It seems that you still have some reservation in the battle of Foshan. Let me appreciate your foundation!"

When you ask the sky, your left hand condenses yuan to gather Qi. Suddenly, ten thousand heavy sky waves fall from the sky, and your right hand rises together. The blue flame is surging and spreading, and the water and fire are parallel, which is shocking.

Seeing this, Yan Luo in red clothes crossed the sky with both hands. The frost spread all over the sky and absorbed Qi in his body. It was a great move to reappear.

"Nine days picking up stars, breaking the moon!"

With the power of the palm, the sky and the moon break, and the power of shocking the world and the common people reappear in the world.

Water and fire fall into the sky, pick up the stars and break the moon. The most extreme collision is a roar. The dazzling brilliance swings away rapidly. Thousands of magic troops are swept by the aftershocks of the two men's war, and those who are weak will explode.

Just when the three men started fighting at the top of the mountain and attracted the attention of all sides, far away from the endless starry sky, in front of the southbound army of the demon palace, the three great yamas of the hell came down from the sky and stopped them in front of them.

"It's you

Seeing the coming man, Lou Wangu's face sank, and his whole body turned to kill him."Make a quick decision in case of change!"

Yama of Mo Bai's cloak step to remind a, step away, did not enter the game, choose to be on guard outside.

"I understand!"

The king of Xuanyi was calm and didn't speak any more. With a wave of his hand, the evil spirit surged all over the sky, the magic sword showed itself, and the crazy state of doomsday appeared. In the dark plume, behind the king, the wings of twelve crimes spread out. In an instant, the magic waves of terror rolled out, and heaven was scared.

The king tried his best. After a moment, his figure disappeared and reappeared. He was in front of the fourth Dharma protector of the magic palace. When he couldn't react, the doomsday man slashed down and broke the sky with a sword.

Lou Wangu looks shocked, heavy halberd start, to meet the devil's sword.

With a roar, great power came, and Lou Wangu's legs fell into the earth, unable to inherit the power of the king.

Blood overflowing hands, tiger crack, just a move, high under the sentence.

"This guy!"

Outside the war situation, the light flashed in the eyes of Yan Luo in Mo Bai's cloak. Among them, Zhiming had said more than once that Xia Ziyi had the best talent. However, Xia Ziyi was kind-hearted, low-key and didn't like publicity, so it was not conspicuous all the time.

However, after Xia Ziyi was possessed by the devil, before his terrible talent was really revealed, even he who knew his destiny best suffered a lot at the beginning.

The two men started the battle. In the rear, the demon army recovered from the shock. Several demon generals wanted to help. A sword Qi broke through the air and drew the line.

"I don't want to kill easily. You'd better not come forward." Yan Luo draws a way, cold voice way.

Several demons shake their bodies and look at the hell in front of them, showing fear.

On the other side, the woman in the white moon dress stands still, with an evil look on her face and a ferocious mask. Although she hasn't done anything, she has brought endless pressure to the demon army here.

Two people protect the array, and the king will kill the devil. No variables are allowed.

"Flame of burning heaven"

in the war situation, the madness of doomsday oppresses the heavy halberd, and the king of Xuanyi leads the flame with his left palm, and immediately claps it out and prints it on the former's chest.

Lou Wangu's eyes shrank, his body quickly turned to his side, and the devil's flame attacked him. The earth behind him collapsed and sank to a hundred feet.

"Boom!"

At the moment of distraction, the magic sword in the king's hand weighed three more parts, Lou Wangu's body sank another foot, and the dust waves surged all over the sky.

"The devil who betrays his heart makes people angry!"

Lou Wangu's angry voice, the heavy fist cohesion, a blow to the body of the former.

The king is fearless. He turns his palm into a fist and goes straight up.

The two fists collide with each other. With a roar, the war situation is divided into two parts, and the world is divided into two parts.

Lou Wan's body rose from the ground and fell from the sky.

The simplest move is extremely overbearing. The powerful force of Wanjun cuts down, and the sound of breaking through the air is harsh. The emptiness collapses. It's hard to bear the terrible force.

The king of Xuanyi didn't dodge, holding the six foot magic front in his hand, and suddenly met the heavy halberd. In the earth shaking collision, the king's knees sank to the ground and his arms dyed red.

The injured double demons are excited by their madness. The king blows his fist to break the sky, and the devil's flame moves the world.

Lou Wangu also resisted with fists, fists to fists, soldiers to soldiers, not dodging, facing each other.

Within a short distance, they exchanged several moves, and their fists crossed each other. With a thumping sound, they printed on each other's body. With a dramatic shock, they each dyed vermilion.

Outside the war situation, the two Yanluo looked at the war situation in front of them, with different looks. One was worried, the other was speechless.

The woman in the moon white dress is ready to help at any time.

On the other side, Yan Luo, the shadow of Mo Bai, blocks thousands of demon troops. Yu Guang pays attention to the war situation not far away, and his eyelids jump.

Zhiming once said that every demon is a madman. Today, I see that.

He can't learn this kind of hopeless play

Under the magic cloud, the king reappears the unique knowledge of Confucianism, and the end of the day is full of glory. In an instant, the evil spirit runs through the sky, leading to the birth of heaven.

"Madman!"

Lou Wangu's face changed when he was defeated by both sides. He retreated in a hurry and wanted to avoid it. However, it was too late for him to avoid the light of heaven.

"Er"

the light of the day shines on them, and the evil Qi and Haoran's healthy qi collide with each other. Lou Wangu hums and his mouth is red.

On the other side, the corner of the king's mouth was also red, but he had been prepared. He endured the injury, stepped out one step, and hit hard.

"Eh!"

With another dull and painful hum, Lou Wangu flew out. After a hundred feet, he bumped into a mountain peak, and countless huge stones flew around and fell into the magic army not far away.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang.

"Cough!"

In the collapsed mountain, Lou Wangu rushed out of the rubble, coughed violently, and his battle clothes were broken in several places.

In front of him, the king of Xuanyi came step by step. He was full of evil Qi and became more and more terrible.

At this time, Lou Wangu eyebrow, an eye suddenly opened, no sign, light broken empty, silent through the king's chest.With a groan and several steps back, the king of Xuanyi steadied himself, raised his hand and pressed down his chest injury. His figure flashed. Before he came to the mountain, the evil spirit surged wildly and smashed the demon into the earth.

"Eh!"

In the miserable hum, Lou Wangu's body fell to the earth, and his blood spilled and dyed the mountain red.

Underground, fierce devil eyebrows, previously opened eyes have disappeared, only the face of blood, so dazzling.