The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Ten thousand li devil Kingdom, immortal and devil fight, nine days above, the devil cloud rolling, ten thousand demons roaring, earth shaking, harsh pole.

Amazing magic power, the source of ten thousand demons gather, the devil drinks deeply, raises his hand to separate the sky.

When the magic power comes, the woman in red wedding dress will not dodge in the storm. The ghost will gather all over her body to urge the emperor of hell to kill the devil with a sword.

"Bang"

the artifact cuts down all kinds of demons and makes a dazzling sword mark between the heaven and the earth. It is the first artifact in the underworld, and it is the first artifact in the world.

Ten thousand demons dissipated, the demon lord fixed his eyes, raised his hand to meet Yan Di, and with a bang, his legs fell into the earth.

"Well?"

The power of the ghost is amazing. The color of the devil's eyes flashes. The breath is raised again, and the fist is turned into a powerful fist.

Yan Di, who came quickly, ran into the devil's fist, and a violent vibration rang out. Between them, the earth cracked.

Outside the battle situation, Xie Tiance looks at the battle situation ahead, raises his hand to make a seal, and pieces fly out of the sky, turning into a barrier to block waves.

All parties in the devil's land, a strong one will help the saint to protect the devil's land.

When the demons from all sides guard the demon Kingdom, the battle between the immortals and Demons becomes more fierce. The two powers fight each other, the sword is shining, and the magic fist is like waves. Wave after wave of attacks startle the nine gods.

"Cover the sun, magic solution, star palm"

Moyuan raises his hand and uses the power of the stars. The demon lord rises in a strange light, and his cultivation is enhanced. The supreme martial arts of the demon palace shows its power of astonishing the world, and the eight wastelands sweep through the sky, whining sadly.

Under the pressure of a powerful hand, heaven and earth are shocked and everything collapses. In the palm wind, you can see that the hell is still like a mountain, and the purple sword light is rolling out, gathering the ghost Qi of heaven and earth and reappearing the power of ghost famine.

"Ghost famine, return to none"

light voice, without the slightest human breath, in the hands of women, Yan Emperor cut off, suddenly, the evil spirit disappeared, sword light continued to move forward.

Suddenly, the sword light collides with the magic gas barrier. In the fierce impact, the devil figure withdraws half a step, relieves the force underground, and falls a little.

"Hell, you didn't disappoint me. Pay attention, the next is the real fight!"

The Demon Lord looked at the woman in front of him with a serious look. He stepped on the ground step by step, and the magic cloud swept all over the sky. In an instant, the power of the magic cloud, a huge magic eye opened, and under the light, everything returned to nothingness.

Below, the woman's whole body is filled with ghost gas, and endless ghost elements are sweeping out to block the magic eye in the sky.

In the battle beyond the limits of heaven and earth, the two powerful men in the fourth realm are constantly rising in fighting power. The terrible pressure is shaking, and all the powerful men in the demon kingdom are red. It's hard to stop the power beyond heaven and earth.

"Not good"

outside the war situation, Xie Tiance looks dignified. The hell hell is too strong for the devil to care about. If the battle goes on like this, the devil kingdom will be completely destroyed before the victory is decided.

As his thoughts turned around, Xie Tiance looked at the corpse of sanzun dragon outside the battle situation. A cold color flashed by. He waved his sword and crossed the two swords.

In the war, the woman felt that she waved her sword to shake off the war. She passed by and stood in front of the dragon's corpse. With one sword, the black and white light of the sword was scattered.

In an instant, the devil stepped on the road, and immediately came to the front. He concentrated his fist on yuan and fell to Yan Jun's heart.

"Ghosts trapped in the sky"

at the moment of crisis, a cold voice sounded in the rear fairy sedan chair. Suddenly, ghosts flew out and stood in front of the woman.

With a roar, the devil's attack was restrained, and the woman's backhand fell on the former's chest.

"Er"

suddenly, the devil snorted and took several steps back.

Sliding blood, red war armour, the devil looked at the front of the sedan, a shock flashed, and the strong!

In the fairy sedan chair, a ghost woman dressed in red sits in silence. Her empty and indifferent eyes have no emotion fluctuation. Her beautiful face is not like a human woman. She is noble and extraordinary, which makes people dare not look directly at her.

"No more fighting, Lord."

Looking at the devil's land that has been destroyed most of the time, outside the war situation, Xie Tiance reminds us in a voice.

In the war situation, the devil's face was slightly heavy, and he raised his hand to press down the injury in his body. The strong man in the immortal sedan chair in front of his eyes flashed the color of fear.

Two fourth realms, how can it be? Besides Yan Jun, is there a second fourth realms?

In the war, the woman stood still and saw that the people in front of her didn't fight any more. She waved away the emperor and flashed back to the fairy sedan.

The next moment, the fairy sedan drove by, smashed open the palaces blocking the road, and continued to move forward.

Looking at the immortal sedan chair disappearing in the distance, the demon master clenched his fists tightly, and his anger was hard to suppress.

At the same time, in front of the crisscrossing chains of the celestial burial Jedi, the Yin thunder shook the sky, and the trapped immortals were singing, constantly devouring the power of the Yin thunder around them.

The green tripod is the weapon and the immortal sword is the guide, which forcibly devours the thunder of Xuanyin on the chain.

"What are you going to do?"

In the chain, the man looked at the movement of the former and said in a condensed voice, "these Yin thunder will continue to regenerate and cannot be erased."Ning Chen didn't answer. He constantly urged the sword to devour the power of Yin Lei. Half an hour later, in the green tripod, Yin Lei neighed and reached the limit.

The red light of the sword is vertical and horizontal, floating in the green cauldron, and the powerful phagocytic power spreads to contain the explosion of xuanlei.

After Ning Chen's death, the Phoenix comes out, opens its mouth and swallows the green tripod into its belly.

In the chain, the man saw this, his eyes sank, and said, "the immortal sword and the immortal tripod are incomplete. It's impossible to suppress these Yin thunder for too long. Once the Yin thunder is out of control, the power of backfire is not what you can bear now."

"Thank you for reminding me, I'll be careful"

Ning Chen said softly, looking at the man in front of him, and said, "master, how can I save you?"

"If one day, you can bear the thunder of Xuanyin, and then find the immortal or killing immortal, you may save me." In the crisscross chain, the man's face shows the color of exhaustion, the road.

Ning Chen nodded and said seriously, "I understand, master, you are suffering. After I go out, I will try my best to find a way to save you. However, I am a dull genius. It may take me many days to come back again."

The man heard that, in his tired eyes, a flash of brilliance flashed. He looked up at the young man in plain clothes in front of him and said, "wait a minute, I'll give you something."

Words sound down, the man a heavy drink, purple black eyes in the extraordinary light, the majestic unparalleled power wake up, shocking.

At the same time, on the chains that lock the man's body, there is a lot of thunder. The terrible thunder penetrates into the man's body and prevents him from using the real yuan.

The man groaned bitterly, forced himself to suffer from severe pain, and a drop of purple and black blood flew out of his eyebrow and disappeared into his body.

The soul blood leaves the body, the man's face quickly withers down, looking at the young man in front, extremely tired way, "there is my original breakthrough in the fourth realm of feeling, hope to help you."

"Thank you, master."

Ning Chen leaned over and gave a respectful salute, "the grace of the elder, I will remember it in my heart, and I will do my best to repay it in the future."

Finish saying, rather Chen didn't stay more, turn round to walk toward the mountain outside.

Out of the mountain at the moment, Ning Chen look back as before, looking back at the man behind the mountain, eyes deep, calm as water, no waves.

Sometimes, it's hard to distinguish between evil and good.