Marquis of Grand Xia

Ten miles of maple forest, invisible Small World, the speed of confrontation, the battle to white heat.

Mastering the Muchengxue of the Scroll of Travel, the speed is unparalleled, and the creation of Knowing Heaven’s Will.

Supreme Divine Sword penetrated into the chest, and Ning Chen’s mouth blew a little bit of blood, barely holding his body.

The Phoenix Fire, which is rising in the sky, can’t resist the speed of the sword light. On the void, the sword behind the Mu Chengxue is shaking, and the speed is incredible.

The strongest Supreme, after a hundred robberies, is now in the realm of today, higher than the saint, infinitely close to the realm of God of Gods.

In the face of such a powerful opponent, the no-sword Knowing Heaven’s Will is completely in the bottom of the game.

In Small World, a piece of maple leaves flies in, red and bloody.

“From Absolute Beginning to the present, Samsara of the Best, today, all the grudges should be settled.”

In the hands of Mu Chengxue, Supreme Divine Sword is shining, looking and moving.

It was too late to react, even Divine Consciousness could not be explored, and even Years could not record, the wind stopped, and the clouds stopped.

Martial Artist’s instinct, Ning Chen waved his sword to stop, however, the late move was ultimately subject to people.

“Uh!”

The dual swords were handed over, and the terrible Sword Might came in. Ning Chen was sullen in his mouth and stepped back.

Splash of blood, dyed red leaves on the ground, maple red, blood is redder.

Tilting the battle, it is expected that the swordless Heavening Heaven’s Will, in the face of the Supreme return from the world of Samsara, can be against the heaven and change fate.

The fate of the battle, inevitably, no one left, as long as win then live, defeat then die.

Above the maple sword, the blood is berthed and the Fleshly Body is wounded. It is impossible for the saints to be completely unaffected.

Little Phoenix Fire rose, Ning Chen’s injury was quickly repaired, however, the sword was on the way.

boom!

The sword is fast, the sword is faster, and the speed is confrontation. For the first time in a thousand years, Ning Chen has fallen into the wind for the first time, and has been blinded again and again, leaving only a heavier injury.

“Knowing Heaven’s Will is fortunate to see it so fast.”

Above the speed, there is such a speed, Ning Chen is pacing, concentrating, and the Phoenix Fire is extremely up.

Phoenix is ​​now, Phoenix Cry Xiaotian, Ning Chen, the huge Phoenix illusory shadow appears, the God of the ancient World, fallen in Absolute Beginning, but the Bloodline never disappeared.

“drink!”

In Ning Chen’s mouth, a long drink, God Yuan rushed to the crown, qi and yin.

The white hair of the dance is so glaring, Ning Chen is full of blood and turns into the Phoenix illusory shadow, wanting to resurrect the ancestral phoenix.

“Ok?”

In the battle, Mu Chengxue saw it and looked slightly condensed.

“Supreme Indifference, a sword of the wind.”

In this regard, Mu Chengxue first appeared Supreme Indifference Absolute Style, Lotus Steps, Divine Sword.

Strong winds angrily sweep along, the sword in the wind, Mu Chengxue is in the wind, the sword is falling, the sword is moving.

The sword of the wind and soul, invincible, under the illusory shadow of the ancestors, Ning Chen fought against the sword, and saw the maple sword collapse, the wind soul sword qi came out.

A waterfall waterfall, Zhu Hong, sprinkled Small World, glaring abnormal.

Plain white clothes, full of blood, Ning Chen body squat, Fleshly Body repair speed can not keep up with the speed of destruction.

On the void, the ancestral phoenix screams, the huge wings vibrate, and the illusion is difficult to distinguish.

Powerful Supreme, ruthless and indifferent, one stroke, one killing intent.

Immortal Territory, in the temple, four Immortal Sword trembled, seems to feel the master’s crisis, but was sealed in a wooden sheath, difficult to be born.

In front of the Xian Dian, Fan Lingyue felt the change of the Immortal Sword in the temple, and the look was slightly condensed and looked at the world.

He is in danger!

“He is in danger.”

Demon Qi rushed, Nu Chang appeared, looking at the four mouths of Immortal Sword in the temple, Shen Sheng, “Unblock the Immortal Sword.”

“No need.”

Fan Lingyue shook his head and calmly said, “He must have his purpose since he sealed the Executing Immortal Four Swords. We can’t interfere with his decision.”

“But, Immortal Sword warning, he must have been in danger.” Nu Chang sighed.

Fan Lingyue was silent. After a while, he said, “Since he made a choice, he had any consequences and could only bear it himself.”

Calm but ruthless words, like a million years ago, the Northern Mongols Military Strategist of the Grand Xia million soldiers and civilians, never been emotional.

Nu Chang scorpion sinks and looks at the woman who is determined in front of her eyes. After all, she has not said anything more.

I have to say that the woman in front and the Knowing Heaven’s Will are crazy.

Not only embarrassing others, but also embarrassing yourself.

Shili Fenglin, in Small World, Ning Chen was hit, and Fleshly Body was on the verge of collapse.

On the emptiness, the illusory shadow of the ancestors is sorrowful, but it is difficult to return to the ancestors.

Mu Chengxue looked at the illusory shadow of the ancestral phoenix in the sky, Divine Sword in the hand, the sword condensed and screamed.

In the crisis, in the Small World, the shadow of the blood dyed flashed, blocking the illusory shadow of the ancestors.

It was a shock, Ning Chen was full of blood, and Fleshly Body was hard to support and began to collapse.

Bloody water spills through every corner of Small World, beautiful and beautiful.

Mu Chengxue looked at the scene, and after a moment, the look suddenly sank.

wrong!

His strength should be far more than that.

Even if he lost the sword, he still has two Clones.

In front of Shilifenglin, in the wooden house, the white-haired figure looked up and looked at Fenglin.

“Hey, what are you looking at?”

The ghosts who are practicing the words are open and puzzled.

“I didn’t see anything.”

Ning Chen regained his gaze and looked at the words written by the ghosts, whispering, “Continue to write.”

“Ok.”

Ghosts nodded and cleverly responded.

Outside the wooden house, the black-haired black figure is leaning against the wooden house, looking at Fenglin quietly, and Demon Qi is restrained, but it is equally powerful.

In Shili Fenglin, Xiaosi Interior Boundary, the dragon body that fights alone, Fleshly Body collapse, blood spilled over the sky.

The next moment, in the void, the horrible Divine Flame ignited, every drop of blood turned into the most violent Divine Flame, burning Small World.

Sudden changes, Mu Chengxue’s look sinks, hands clasped, arrogant, screaming, snow and sky, want to put out the Phoenix Nie.

However, when Nie is the beginning, it will be easily terminated.

Invisible will, illusory, Small World changes, transformed into the flame of World.

In the surging Divine Flame, the ancestral bath fire, Phoenix Cry shocked.

The ultimate breakthrough limit, the most amazing scene, the sound of Phoenix Cry, a touch of Red Clothes red hair figure out of thin air, a divine nature, shocking.

Phoenix returned to the ancestors, Fleshly Body enter the Dao, Great World, the third avenue bridge appeared, quickly solidified.

At this moment, in All Heavens World, there is a sense of the sanctuary, and they all look to the world.

“Successful.”

Immortal Territory, in front of the Oriental Temple, Nu Chang said from the shock and said.

Fan Lingyue nodded, calm, without half-waves.

It’s fine if you don’t die.

In Shili Fenglin, in the raging Small World, Red Clothes’s red-haired phoenix walked out and looked at the white hair on the void. He said, “Let you wait.”

The voice of the Red Clothes disappeared instantly, and it was too late to reach Supreme.

The phoenix body is a virtual grip, and the sky is full of maple leaves, and a sword falls, and it becomes terrified.