Marquis of Grand Xia

In heaven, God’s avatar was destroyed, and God’s consciousness returned to Eight Heavens.

In the East Sea, the Seven Saints fled, and in front, Fan Lingyue, a white brilliance, marched forward and swung his sword.

At the same time, in the west, Knowing Heaven’s Will stepped forward to stop the retreat of the Seven Holy.

There were strong enemies before, and there were pursuers afterwards. The Seven Holy Days were in danger.

Over the sea, Knowing Heaven’s Will and Fan Lingyue volleyed in tandem, and the mighty and cold Saints was chilling.

After the Holy Territory, the two Auras all changed, became commonplace, and completely lost the warmth of humanity.

The ruthlessness of the avenue is even more so for the saints who are the avatars of the avenue. The difference is that the two still retain the last reason.

The two men joined hands, and the dual swords made an amazing Strength. Even the saints were hard to resist.

On the void, the bridge of the boulevard rises and falls, the chill and the power of the net industry linger, and the strong way to suppress the Holy Spirit.

The Grand Dao Principle was suppressed, the Seven Holy Ghosts went down, the hundred strokes confronted, the two saints died, and the bridge of the Avenue was destroyed.

In the distance, in the Immortal Territory, the human congregation looked at the amazing battle in the East Sea, and the look was all set.

Is this the battle of the sage level? It is terrible.

One day and one night, on the eastern seas, all the seven saints died, and the holy blood dyed red.

Over the sea, the two were volleyed, and the blood in their hands continued to drip.

The bloody battle of one day and one night, both of them Merit Body are very heavy, and the look is exhausted.

“Go.”

After killing the Seven Saints, Ning Chen glanced at Fan Lingyue not far away and opened the door.

Fan Lingyue nodded and stepped forward.

Immortal Territory, the worldly people saw the return of Knowing Heaven’s Will, and immediately respectfully bowed.

“I have seen Xianzun!”

“Get up.”

Ning Chen calmly said, looking at Seven Heavenly Layers Great World under the Immortal Territory, opening the way, “From today, I am fully blessing Immortal Territory, I need the Strength of Immortal Territory.”

“Yes!”

The people respectfully lead the way.

“What are you going to do?” Fan Lingyue asked.

“With the help of Immortal Territory, 诛Killing God Ming.” Ning Chen indifferently says.

Fan Lingyue heard that the eyes closed and felt the strength of Immortal Territory. “It takes at least 10,000 years, maybe 100,000 years. To compete against the time Rule, you must completely separate from Great World.”

“It doesn’t matter how many years you wait,” Ning Chen replied.

“I will help you.” Fan Lingyue calmly said.

“Thank you.” Ning Fan whispered.

From this day, on the Seven Heavenly Layers, Immortal Territory floated and floated like a huge floating island floating in the void, becoming the biggest thorn in the heart of the Sacred Heart.

All enlightened saints know that the Immortal Territory is an extremely terrible existence that has surpassed them.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, Ning Chen on the Nine Nether under Yellow Springs, killing the sages of all walks of the avenues, one after another bloody battle, playing Tiandu Tiandu to collapse.

The same as the sage of the avenue, the strength gap difference between Heaven and Earth, the most powerful like the eight-day God that controls the time, and the Nether King that controls Demon Dao, almost impossible to compete, of course, the weakest of the saints also have terrible The strength of the battle, except for the saints, no one can be enemies.

In the millennium, the All Heavens sages were shocked by the strength of the Immortal Territory, all of which were hidden from Aura and were not willing to touch their point.

However, with the Good Fortune Heavenly Tome, Ning Chen still finds hidden sages one by one and kills them.

On top of the sky, the sage of the sky witnessed the fall of the All Heavens sage, and did not shoot at once.

As if tacit, Ning Chen has not been to the sky again, seems to have forgotten the existence of the sage.

Heaven and earth, the independent World, dim and cold, once the land of Nine Nether, is now empty.

In the land of Nine Nether, the corpses are everywhere, and the owner of each corpse is extremely powerful. The strongest has almost reached the creation of the world.

However, even with such a strong presence, only one skeleton has been left behind after death, and the endless Years has passed, and the Spiritual Qi in the cheekbone is about to be exhausted.

Ning Chen walked in, Divine Consciousness released, looking for the sage of the avenue hiding in the Nine Nether.

“Roar!”

Deep in the depths of Nine Nether, the low humming sounds, looming, faint Ghost Fire emerges, making people feel cold.

Ning Chen turned his left hand, silver light, Good Fortune Heavenly Tome appears, illuminating the way forward.

I don’t know how long it took. A large river with a width of 100 feet appeared in front of the river. In the middle of the river, the water of Yellow Springs flows eastward and under the water. It is also full of bones.

“Feeble Water.”

Ning Chen looked at the big river in front of him, and the scorpion picked up. It was almost exactly the same as Hell. It was the Hell from the world.

Next to Feeble Water, a bottomless boat was randomly buckled on the shore, and Ning Chen stepped forward and moved the boat into the river.

On Feeble Water, the bottomless boat was ups and downs, and Ning Chen walked in and shook the paddles across the bank.

At the Baizhang River, Ning Chen took nearly a quarter of an hour and the boat sailed to the other side.

When the boat arrived, Ning Chen walked off the boat and continued to walk forward.

Going forward for more than a hundred miles, in front, a huge stone gate appeared in front of the stone gate, and the two rén dà words were clearly visible.

Nether!

Ning Chen stepped forward and walked into the stone gate, an Aura rises, and an entire mind on alert.

Roar!

In the depths of the secluded, the buzzing sounds again, cold and horrible, no life.

In the hall of the Nether, a huge White Bone Throne stands on the top of the main hall. The White Bone Throne is made of thousands of Desolate Beast’s white bones. After the Ages, Aura is still chilling.

However, the White Bone Throne is empty and there is no one.

Ning Chen stepped forward and looked at the White Bone Throne in front, his brows wrinkled.

After a moment of squatting, Ning Chen walked down the throne and walked toward the main hall.

After the Nether Hall, the new World appeared, even the Great Land turned into a bloody reddish brown, more terrifying than the front hall.

Valleys, oil pans, bones, terrible surprises, chilling.

“hell.”

Ning Chen looked at the huge valley in front and gambled.

Legend has it that in the 18th important place prison, there is a penalty for the oil pan, used to punish the sin of the sin.

Ning Chen walked to the front of the pan and reached for one of the pans in front of him. He shook it with his right hand.

The scattered debris scattered over the sky, Ning Chen looked at the debris on the ground, revealing a different color.

Even the materials of this oil pan are extraordinary things. It seems that this place of gloom has always been brilliant.

In the first important place, Ning Chen did not stay too long and continued to move forward.

The second important place prison, Ning Chen saw the Knife Mountain, the Knife Hill, broken bones everywhere.

Then it is the third and fourth…

One after another important place prison, different horror scenes, eighteen important place prison, each weight has a terrible criminal law of punishment criminal, symbolizing the majesty of the Nether World.

At this time, a roar rang through the gloom, shaking eighteen important place prison Small World.