The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

After the war in Borneo, more than a month later, the ten halls were quiet, and the leaders of all the halls were preparing for the next war.

At the time of Yan Luo's cultivation in the hall, an urgent report broke through the void and flew towards Yan Luo's hall.

In front of the king's palace, the girl often raised her hand to receive the message. She opened it and looked at it. Her calm look changed immediately.

"Everyone, please come to the palace of hell. It's urgent."

The woman's heart vibrated under normal pressure and opened her mouth to spread the sound.

Among the halls, one of them opened his eyes and looked at the hall of the king of hell. He stood up and disappeared in a flash.

In front of the yama palace, many figures appeared and walked to the palace.

"Lady, why are you in such a hurry?" Mu thousand war looking at the temple female Zun, don't understand to ask a way.

"When something happened, the magic palace suddenly sent troops to the hongluan star field and directly fought toward the Bunian Pavilion." She often said in a deep voice.

"How could that be?"

The setting star looked shocked and said, "now the four Dharma protectors of the magic palace have lost three of them, and the memory of the butterfly in the flower has been lost. They are not good at leading the troops. The generals of the magic palace can't lead the troops themselves."

"No"

the woman often shakes her head and says in a condensed voice, "there is a dikui in the magic palace, whose strength is unfathomable. Now the army of the magic palace is under her command."

"Dikui?"

Mu qianshang heard the words, his face sank, and said, "it's really endless. After getting rid of the two Dharma protectors, there's another dikui. How many strong people are there in the magic palace who haven't shown up?"

"Zhiming is not here now. It's really troublesome." The setting stars look cold.

"It's time for him to come back, but can we make it now?" Mu qianshang said.

"The enemy's strength is not clear. Moreover, after the last lesson, the magic palace will be prepared. If we act rashly, I'm afraid we will fall into the calculation of the saint." The female often condenses the voice way.

"The more critical the time is, the more absent the guy is. It's really worrying." The setting stars show their urgent colors, and the way is clear.

"Rumble"

just at this time, over the ten halls, God forbids shaking, and a figure in plain clothes appears and falls from the sky.

"Back"

in the hall, all of them were shocked, and their eyes were full of joy.

After counting the interest, in front of the yama palace, Ning Chen comes with the sound. When he sees the people gathered in the palace, he says, "what happened?"

"The magic palace has sent out troops. The leader is a woman named dikui. Now she is leading her troops all the way to butiange." Women often say things simply.

Ning Chen has heard of, eyebrow light wrinkly, ground Kui, demon palace has new strong person to appear again?

"Zhiming, what should we do now?" The setting star opens his mouth.

"I'll go and have a look myself, so you don't have to follow. It's too late."

Words sound down, Ning Chen figure flash, the next moment, ten hall over, God forbid open, Phoenix wings, speed toward the front of the starry sky.

In the south of hongluan star field, ten thousand demons set foot in Borneo and attack all the way to the north.

The head of all demons, the demon Palace dikui, with black armour, holds a long halberd and is brave. It's hard to meet enemies all the way.

In the army of the demon palace, Yueyao and Xinghui were the guardians of Dharma. They helped dikui fight all the way and quickly went to the north.

In a short period of one month, before the red Luan alliance even recovered, it was completely dispersed by the flood of the magic palace, defeated again and again.

The gap between the strong and the strong makes this battle without suspense. Tens of thousands of demon troops march all the way to the north, and they can see that they are about to reach the territory of butiange.

In the Bunian Pavilion, the powerful people who retreated again and again looked very heavy. The two Dharma protectors also looked very ugly. They had nothing to do in the face of the terror attack of the demon palace.

"Lord, is there still no movement in the prefecture?"

A Butian Pavilion looking at the front of the main Butian Pavilion, opened his mouth.

"It's been sent by the secret they left behind, but it hasn't been answered yet." The main voice of Butian Pavilion said.

"I should not have believed them. If we hadn't provoked the devil's palace, we wouldn't be in a mess now." Another elder of Butian Pavilion spoke with a gloomy look.

Life and death in the front, BuTian pavilion a Taishang also don't care about the status of the different, do heart dissatisfaction.

After a long time, he drank coldly and said, "enough. What's the hurry? Now the pavilion is not dead. Maybe there will be a turn for the better soon."

"Where is the turning point? Do you really expect those people in the underground?"

The elder who opened his mouth said in a deep voice, "or do you expect the ninth son of the Mohist family?"

"Presumptuous!"

Butian Pavilion leader's face was cold and angry.

"Why, can't you count on me?"

At this time, the sky, the Phoenix roaring, all over the sky burning Phoenix Fire, a touch of plain clothes figure from the sky, looking at the crowd, calm way.

"It's you!"Seeing the figure in front of him, there was no joy on his face, and he said in a cold voice.

"Is that how you welcome the reinforcements?" Ning Chen took a look at all the supreme elders in the Butian Pavilion and said with a smile, "everyone, long time no see. Don't be all right."

"Ninth son of the Mohist family, if you come here just for Schadenfreude, please leave. Otherwise, even if there is a trace today, I will make you pay the most painful price." Butian left Dharma protector came forward, looking cold.

"Don't worry, I'm not so free yet. I'm here to help you, entrusted by the local government." Ningchen zhengse road.

"You?"

Butian Pavilion master's eyes narrowed and said, "why didn't they come to the hell?"

"You sent the letter too late."

Ning Chen's face peeps out a smile, way, "the hell is separated by several star domains accordingly, they want to hand also too late, can only please come first in the next."

"You alone?" The main voice of Butian Pavilion is congealed.

"Bang"

before the words were heard, a black streamer broke through the air and crashed into the earth.

An instant later, the whole territory of butiange was shaking violently. The sky collapsed and the ground fell. Countless cracks crisscrossed and the ground sank.

"Coming"

in front of the strong men of Butian Pavilion, Ning Chen looks back and looks at the figure in the sky. His eyes narrow slightly. It seems that it's the right time to come.

But see nine days above, surging clouds, rolling clouds, a touch of enchanting charm of the beautiful shadow from the sky, a delicate black armour, tightly wrapped around the white skin, like the night out of the goblin, people can not move their eyes.

Ning Chen's eyes looked at the former, and a flash of light flashed by. This was the dikui of the magic palace. Judging from the breath, it seemed that he was not so terrible as the Minyu clan, but it was not what his real combat power was.

"Today, mending heaven changes its owner! You have no choice but to die

When the leader of the earth falls to the ground, it is hard for the earth to bear the great power. It collapses and collapses. The black streamer that fell to the ground before flies out from the ground. The magic halberd, the myth of doomsday, reappears the peerless edge.