The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

In the battle of Borneo, the drum of war was beating, killing and cutting the sky. The third Dharma protector of the magic palace, the moon weaver girl, was killed, which shocked all parties.

In the three wars, the sun, moon and star trios felt that the moon weaving girl's breath was gradually disappearing, and their eyes were even more shocked.

"You deserve to die!"

Yue Yaozong regained his mind, and his face was covered with murders. His whole body was full of terror accomplishments.

In the war situation, the leader of Butian Pavilion and the two Dharma protectors on the left and right felt the opportunity to kill and lock themselves, and their hearts were cold.

The body shape passes by, the magic moon passes through the air, and the three forces of mending the sky coagulate the yuan to block the move.

The blood falls from the sky. The three strong men look at the people in front of them, and their faces are shocked.

"Bury her with you all!"

In his anger, yueyaozong stepped forward step by step and stood in the magic moon. The power of the field was opened, and the cold hell was turned into a hundred miles.

"No!"

Butian Pavilion master and left and right Dharma protector's face changed. Looking at the closed void around them, their mood sank.

The three men were in danger. In the distance, Yan Luo's eyes swept by. A moment later, he drew back his eyes and stepped on the battlefield.

In the devil's land, at the moment of the death of the moon weaver girl, a thousand year old dark silver light goes out in the temple. In the temple, Xie Tiance suddenly changes and waves to open the sky again.

The black-and-white pieces fly out, fix the sky's secrets, solve the sky's tactics, and destroy the Gongti. It's a unique way to reappear and forcibly look at the distant war situation through time and space.

"What happened, saint?"

Just then, in the hall, a majestic voice rang out and asked.

"Report back to the demon lord, the moon weaver girl and Bai forgetting are dead!"

Xie Tiance bowed himself and said.

"The moon Weaver also died?"

The majestic voice revealed a trace of surprise, and said, "her strength is second only to that of Jun Wentian. Someone in this world can hurt her life."

"It should have been done by the people in the underworld to report back to the Demon Lord. Now that you have lost the three major fighting forces of Jun Wentian, Yue Zhinu and Bai forgetran, the situation in my demon palace is very unfavorable." Xie Tiance calms down.

"I feel the breath of sanzong. Did they do it?" Asked the majestic voice again.

"Well"

Xie Tiance nodded and said, "in case of any change, I've let sanzong go, but I didn't expect that the opponent's hidden strength would be so strong. Now sanzong is hard to reverse the war."

"Sheng Si, I lost a lot in this game."

In the main hall, the voice of majesty reappeared, and the road was quiet.

"It's my plan that failed to let the devil down!"

Xie Tiance bowed himself again and said.

"The opponent is really stronger than expected, and the responsibility is not entirely in you"

in the hall, the voice of the devil kept echoing and said calmly, "this time, let's come from this seat to solve the problem of Tiance. Don't have such an accident before I go out of the gate."

"Yes

Xie Tiance stooped to answer the question.

At the same time, the war on Borneo is becoming fiercer and fiercer, and the situation is different.

In the starry sky, the worshiper of the moon deals with the head of the seven sins alone. The moon shines on the earth, and the evil sun burns the sky.

The two strongest men, with all their fighting spirit, are pushing to the top. They all know that their victory or defeat will determine the trend of the war. Therefore, neither of them dare to be careless.

The constantly colliding power of gods and Demons destroyed the sky and the earth. All around them, meteorites were crushed into dust and disappeared completely.

Strong, strong words are difficult to understand, beyond the boundaries, comparable to the fourth territory of combat power, every move, the sky sink.

"Divine law, half moon sky!"

The opponent is extraordinary. The worshipper of the moon no longer hides his moves. He turns over his left palm and raises the moon with one palm.

In a flash, above the starry sky, a huge God moon appeared, and it ran across thousands of miles, illuminating the stars with the power of terror.

"On the poor nine days, the world is blue and blue"

God summoned, minyuzong did not dare to be careless, Jiyuan urged, and the evil Yang showed up, which rushed from the yellow spring to the nine days, and spread to the strong evil power.

Beyond the boundaries, the magic moves that reach the fourth realm for a short time collide with each other. After a moment of silence, the whole sky of Borneo shakes violently and shines brilliantly, making it hard for people to open their eyes.

Yama in red, yueyaozong, xinghuizong and others raised their heads, looked at the sky, and their faces turned pale. No one expected that the battle would be so fierce.

Shocked for a short time, the king of hell in red pressed down his mind, passed by, and continued to drive towards the war situation ahead.

Far away, in the crisscross water sleeve Tianluo, the Magic Butterfly fights with Zhiming and Changling nvzun. The sword is martial in the sleeve. It's an ancient and unique sword. It attacks fiercely and defends tightly. It's better than two people. With scruples in mind, it's hard to get the upper hand for a moment.

At this time, the red light flashed, quickly came to the battlefield, the star soul fell, cut open a heavy Tianluo.

Phoenix appeared in the war, the three powers joined hands, the situation changed in an instant.

The two swords block the two swords. For a moment, the woman often raises her hand and clasps the lute bone to lock her body.

The situation of trapping demons will come true. At this moment, the situation of nine days changes, the magic clouds roll, and a force beyond all living beings sweeps down. It is unprecedented and powerful, shaking the whole battlefield in an instant."This battle is over. Let's all step back!"

In the sound of words, nine days above, a touch of illusory figure appeared, calm a word, immediately the right hand waved, ten thousand heavy magic waves swept out.

"Er"

at the next moment, all sides of the battlefield, a murmur, tens of thousands of figures burst away, blood like rain.

Three sides of the war, know the fate of the three bodies, female often, worship the moon look at the same time a sink, coagulation yuan block magic power, a thump, even back a few steps.

The magic power of shocking the world, shaking the world, just a move, then retreat ten thousand troops, no one can rival.

"See the demon lord"

in the void, Minyu, Yueyao and Xinghun bowed to salute and respectfully said.

"See you demon lord"

below, thousands of demon troops kneel down and salute at the same time.

"Retreat"

in the magic cloud, the devil said faintly.

"Yes"

the demons took orders, got up, and walked out of the war.

Below the war situation, Ning Chen looking at the magic butterfly that quits the battlefield, in the Mou peep out a quick color.

"Don't be impulsive."

On one side, the woman often took a look at the terrible existence in the sky and reminded her in a deep voice.

Ning Chen body a quiver, strong pressure in the heart mood, have no hand.

Nine days above, the devil waved, below, two bodies fly up, not to the clouds.

"Brave soldiers should not be buried here."

The Demon Lord said calmly. In a flash, the magic clouds gathered away and the body disappeared.

Below, Ning Chen clenched his fists tightly, and was unwilling to do so.

"If you know your destiny, you'll find another chance in the future."

Next to her, the woman often sighed softly, saying that it was only half a moment before she could bring back the butterflies in the flowers. What a pity.

"Retreat!"

Not far apart, the king of hell in red said in a deep voice.

In the sky, one of Yama's followers passed by and left.

On the other side, the figure of Baiyue came down from the sky and ordered to retreat.

The powerful members of the moon worshiping clan took orders and went away together.

"Lord

On the battlefield, the left and right Dharma guards of Butian Pavilion looked at the front Pavilion master and said, "is the injury of the pavilion master OK?"

"Unhindered"

the Lord of Butian Pavilion raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes swept over the coalition troops who had suffered heavy losses. He looked very gloomy. With the help of the hell and the moon worshipers, their losses were still so amazing, and the strength of the magic palace was too terrible.

The most terrible thing is that the devil seems to be going out.

Hongluan, Zhutian and Ziwei are at the junction of the three realms. They are swept by each other. The first king of hell waves his hand to open the divine prohibition and steps into it.

In the rear, the hall of Yama followed and disappeared one after another.

"Everyone, go back to raise Fu Zhen Yuan first. I'll let you know if you have something."

Before all of them, Yanluo in red raised his hand, took off the mask of evil and said.

They nodded, took off their masks one by one, and went to their respective palace.

In front of Yama palace, Ning Chen comes. In the palace, Yin Er anxiously waits. Seeing the former coming, she trots forward immediately.

"Ning Chen, the young lady is gone."

Yin'er grabs the arm of the former and says in an urgent voice.

Ning Chen hears speech, the facial expression is a shock, force pressure mood, open mouth way, "what can she say before leaving?"

"No, she said she would be away for a while, nothing else."

The sound son urgent voice way, "rather Chen, small teacher Niang why can suddenly leave, can't what matter?"

Ning Chen gently shakes his head, comforts a way, "don't worry, the strength of a man isn't weaker than anyone now, will be OK."

She left because of master Shenji, who was far away in the hell. How did aman know about it?

Far away, Shenji peak, a flash of streamer, a beautiful shadow of the body out, quietly walk in front of the peak, wave out Zixiao, insert the peak.

Back home, Zixiao sword seems to have a feeling. Its body vibrates and moans.

Listening to the clear sad voice in the sword, the dark color flashed in aman's eyes. He fell on his knees and knelt in front of the peak.

Adoptive father, daughter is back.

The cold wind blows, and the red maple falls all over the sky. It's so beautiful that it makes the whole Shenji peak as red as fire.

Far apart, the war burned Borneo, after a catastrophe, was devastated, and there was no place in good condition.

Nine days, the cold moon hanging high, the cold month, sprinkle a waterfall cold, let the silent night, more cold.

Just then, on Borneo, a beautiful shadow of a white dress came, and behind her, the green silk danced gently in the wind. There was no flaw in her perfect appearance, and her temperament was extraordinary and refined, just like a fairy banished from the world, which made people dare not blaspheme.

The dark traction makes the dusk snow come here step by step, walking in the war, walking in the frost.

The magic soldiers and hongluan strongmen, whose bodies are burned to ashes in the war, whose spirits are constantly overflowing. Maybe in ten or twenty years, they will become scrap iron.A world war, countless strong fall, disorderly abnormal air filled in the world, the atmosphere of depression people do not want to stay.

After walking for a long time, dusk Chengxue suddenly stops. Her eyes are closed and her divine sense is released. She feels the faint and familiar atmosphere between heaven and earth.

Searching for a moment, dusk Chengxue opens his eyes, eyes look to the distance, a flash of light, he really came here.

The breath of those friends is also there. Did he find them all?

A hundred years on, they have become stronger.

After a few breath, on Borneo, the beautiful shadow in white flashed by and disappeared into the night sky.