Marquis of Grand Xia

Outside the world, different Small Worlds, successive wars, Ning Chen, who has been fighting abroad for many years, has not returned to Immortal Territory for nearly a thousand years.

I don’t know if there is something in my heart, Ning Chen level flat Small World created by one saint again, never going back to heaven.

In the millennium, the ghostly Ghost Girl is still not awake.

Even though Lord of Hell’s strength is extraordinary, however, after all, the world has not yet entered the world, and the face of the sage is full of power, and the Fleshly Body is close to collapse.

In the millennium, Ning Chen spent the day and night raising his Fleshly Body for Ghost Girl on his own avenue, waiting for his wake-up day.

In the depths of the collapsed World of Ghost, Ghost Qi is getting more and more intense. In Ghost Qi, a beautiful shadow is sitting on the plate, and the beautiful face is getting paler and paler.

In the millennium, in the midst of the abdomen, the holy child has grown up, and it is almost time to come.

At the same time, as the Holy Child is born, the body is becoming weaker and weaker.

Outside the Nether World, a figure that is difficult to distinguish between yin and yang is standing still, and there is a look of hope.

I finally waited for this day.

Holy Fetus, this will be the most powerful presence since Absolute Beginning.

Nether World, the painful voice came out, even though the master of the sage at the level of the saints, it is inevitable to endure the endless suffering in the moment of giving birth.

The gnashing of the teeth endures this seemingly endless pain, and the hatred in the heart rises rapidly.

She wants to smash that person.

“Ah!”

Time flies, and the blink of an eye is a hundred years old. Suddenly, in the depths of the Netherworld, a painful suffocation is heard, which makes people feel terrified.

A moment of silence, immediately, a loud crying, accompanied by a powerful holy preach, spread throughout the film Heaven and Earth.

“this is?”

Great World parties, a sage in the avenue, looked at the direction of the Nether World, and was shocked.

Amazing Strength.

At the same time, in the Small World created by a sage of the avenue, Ning Chen, who is fighting, feels this Aura, and her heart trembles involuntarily.

This familiar feeling, why?

Outside the Nether World, the yin and non-flowered mouth showed a cold smile, and stepped into the Nether World.

In the depths of the Netherworld, the body of the Holy Child was extremely weak, and it was very difficult to stand up.

At this time, the Aura of the sky red powder filled, and the yin and non-flowers broke into the Nether World, and the shot took the throne.

“presumptuous!”

There is a feeling of ignorance, the face of the weakest face reveals anger, and it is hard to raise the yuan, and the sage of the avenue is hard.

“Lord of the Nether, in your heyday, I may still be afraid of you three points, but now, you are not threatening.”

The yin is not a flower, directly smashing the head of the Nether in front of the eyes, and plucked the holy fetus and turned away.

“puff!”

Ten feet away, the meditation stopped the body shape, a stream of blood spouted, wounded and injured.

“child!”

He was forcibly hurt and immediately chased him up.

However, the birth of the Holy Child, whether the blood or the cultivation base has been consumed seriously, just to chase out the Nether World, you can not see the trace of the Lord of the Lord.

“child!”

In the midst of sorrow, the color of the panic, the mother’s nature, even the saint, is inevitable, the child is lost, and the heart is completely panic.

Outside the Endless Time and Space, Ning Chen and Small World’s main rén dà battle, the same flash of inexplicable irritability in the heart, a sword shakes away the saints, brows wrinkled, reluctant to fight again, turned and retreated.

In Small World, the saints took a deep breath, succumbing to escape, and sweating.

A hundred days later, before Nether World, Ning Chen plunged, looking at the Nether World in front of the collapse, weighing for a long time, flying into it.

That Aura, from here, he wants to see what happened.

Nether World, the world’s sore, the world that was scrapped, has been completely destroyed.

Ning Chen searched the Nether World, but did not find any Aura, even the Nether Lord has disappeared.

Ning Chen stood in the Nether World and waited for ten days, but never waited for the Lord of the Nether.

As a last resort, Ning Chen can only leave.

Starry sky, Time and Space turbulent, a bloody dyed traverses Time and Space, not far from the sages.

After another battle, the injuries on the body are getting heavier and heavier, and there is no time to recover.

I dare not stop, and after I am afraid of stopping, I will never find the trace of the saint.

Like the induction between the mother and the child, every time the sage is about to get rid of the lord of the Nether, the Lord of the Nether is quickly appearing in front of him.

In a series of battles, the sages clearly felt that the cultivation base of the Lord of the Nether was recovering gradually, and the strength became stronger.

“It’s a ghost!”

**The sage looked at the figure that rushed to the distant place, thought about it, changed direction, and rushed toward the eighth day.

After catching up, I felt the Aura, the avenue of the between Heaven and Earth. I looked at the sky and chased it again.

On the eighth day, God, who controls the time, sits in the World, the time of the Principles circulates, the sun shines, and the sacred is extraordinary.

**The saints plunged into the eighth heaven, and in a few moments, they will catch up.

“Lord of the Nether, you are crossing the border.”

However, at this time, between Heaven and Earth, a majestic sound, directly blocked the eight heavens.

“God, do you want to cover the Lord of **!”

Watching the world ahead, Shen Shen.

“This Eminence thing, don’t bother with Your Excellency.”

God’s opening on the eighth day, responded.

When I heard it, my face sank and I was filled with Ghost Qi, and I ran directly toward Great World ahead.

In the eighth heaven, God raised his hand and the Time Principle pervaded, slamming the offensive of the Lord of the Nether.

As the Top Expert among the saints, God’s strength on the eighth day is already on the top of it. Now, the latter is severely wounded, and the gap between the two is even greater.

Ten spring, summer, autumn and winter, the two constantly fight, each time, with the fiasco of the end of the fierce defeat, can not break into the eighth heaven, there is no chance to recapture their children.

The last time he played, God almost broke through the heart arteries. If the body of the saint is not dead, this battle, the Lord of the Nether will be removed from the world.

In the end, I’m going to focus on the creation and leave, looking for other ways.

Seventh Heavenly Layer, after more than a thousand years, Ning Chen returned to Immortal Territory for the first time, a thousand years of battle, a bloody blood.

Ning Chen returned, did not alarm too many people, dragged the tired body into the fairy temple to raise the wound.

“How come back?” Qing Ning came forward and asked softly.

“Getting into trouble.”

Ning Chen closed her eyes and was tired.

Speech just finishes, on the Immortal Territory, the figure is out of thin air, without saying anything, directly to the lower fairy.

Inside the fairy hall, Ning Chen felt that his eyes suddenly opened.

The next moment, above the fairy temple, a plain figure appeared, raising his hand to block the palm force of the Lord of the Nether.

“Come with me to save ghosts!”

Looking at the man in front of me, hate is difficult to hide.