Marquis of Grand Xia

The sky, the crape myrtle field, the demon cloud filled, the sky and stars were eclipsed.

The scourge of the scales spread to several stars of life, and the creatures were charcoal, and Xuan Cang wept.

In the starry sky, with the king of scales as the center, all the stars around withered, and all vitality was swallowed by the large array of raw sacrifices.

In front of the Scale King, the Western King Hairpin constantly absorbs the spirit of heaven and earth in the vital array, and the breath grows day after day, vaguely reproducing the majesty of the ancient magic weapon.

When all living beings wept, three figures appeared outside the large sacrifice offering, and the powerful breath was several times better than in the past.

"Let's get started." Xiaoyue landlord said.

"Ok."

Xia Ziyi nodded and stepped forward, the body's magic energy became stronger and stronger, the black feathers drifted in the sky, a peerless magic weapon emerged, more than six feet long, like a gun, not a gun, the end of the madness, reappearing the world.

Starting with the magic weapon, the devil's breath became stronger and stronger, and his eyes gradually darkened.

Not far away, the landlord Xiaoyue looked at the six-foot magic sword in the former's hand, and a flash of alien color flashed in his eyes. This magic weapon really looks exactly like the legendary artifact.

The war is about to start. In the formation of the Health Sacrifice, the look of the Scale King condenses, the right palm condenses Yuan, and one palm blasts out into the sky.

The roaring and violent palm element, with the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth, was shocked, and it was the first time in the world.

In front of them, the three people saw it, flashing their figures, avoiding the king's palm.

"Luo Fei, you retreated out of the battle."

Xia Ziyi whispered, the figure swept out, and rushed into the front of the large array of raw sacrifices.

Not far away, the landlord Xiaoyue held his right hand in a false hand, and Huang Quan's sharp gun manifested itself, with a sharp breath, which actually had the power of the king.

The ancient battlefield opened, the laws of the world were repaired, and the fourth realm of Tianwaitian kept appearing. However, in such a short time, the Wangjing was still unattainable.

Lord Xiaoyue, the mysterious master of martial arts, presents the unparalleled ability of mortals, Huang Quan breaks into the sky, and the starry sky is turbulent.

Xiaoyue is extremely powerful, and a fierce lance breaks through the empty blood mist and rushes directly to the king of the scales in front.

In the center of the large array of birth sacrifices, the king of scales condensed his eyes.

There was a bang, an amazing big collision sounded, a large array of raw sacrifices was shaken violently, the blood mist was scattered, and the aura flowed back.

Seeing the appearance, the Scale King's expression changed slightly, and he drank with a loud voice, protecting the large formation with the demon element, forcibly returning the scattered aura back to the current again.

"boom"

At this moment, the magic sword fell, the aftermath of sword energy passed, a star burst, and the endless sword energy cut the starry sky and swept toward the king in front.

When the offensive comes again, the scale king's right palm moves again, the demon element scrolls, and it is tempting.

The earth-shattering collision resounded through the starry sky, and the king's palm shook his sword and continued to skim towards the demon ahead.

When the crisis approached, Xia Ziyi's figure flickered, avoiding palm power, and the six-foot magic front waved past, and his sword gas reappeared.

At the same time, Xiaoyue Louzhu's spinner Ningyuan helped the sword.

The guns and swords flowed together, and a sharp sharp edge passed quickly, slashing towards the king in front.

The Scale King raised his hand, and the blocker came to move, the rumbling shock, the sharp mansions dissipated.

"The king's peak is really extraordinary."

The offensive is difficult to work, the landlord Xiaoyue temporarily withdraws the sharp edge, and his eyes look at the scale king in front and whisper.

"The strength of the landlord should be more than that, why not put out all your strength?"

Not far away, Xia Ziyi constantly urged the demon in the body and said.

"People are always lazy when they are old, but it's okay to move their muscles once in a while."

During the speech, the sword spirit of the landlord Xiaoyue rose sharply, the breath of two points, shining the sun and the moon, shocking the world.

Familiar with the sword's intention, Xia Ziyi's fists clenched subconsciously, and after a while, he released it again.

Was this the price paid for knowing the fate at the beginning? Sword intention, sword strokes, sword bones, everything about the swordsman created a new strong swordsman.

The sword's intention is now, the Lord Xiaoyue moves, as fast as the limit speed, and immediately to the front of the scale clan king.

Huang Quan came out, the sharp mane broke through, and the Scale King waved his hand to block the gun mane, before he could recover. Behind him, a figure of silver-grey clot appeared at the same time.

King Scale was shocked, looking back at the ancient sword and blocking the fatal blow.

In an incredible scene, before and after the king, two identical figures appeared, one rotating the gun and the other moving the sword.

"The Law of Doppelganger!"

Scale King ~ Shocked, his palms condensed and shot suddenly.

"Avatar? Your Excellency underestimated the landlord."

The palms exploded, the two bodies dissipated, and reappeared. They became one, and a sword waved through them.

The scale king turned his palm to block the sword. At this moment, the same scene happened. Behind the king, the figure with a gun appeared, one shot broke, and the world moved.

The scale king's eyes shrink, his palms are the same as the demon element, and he can block both of them.

At this moment, in front of the king, a neutral gear appeared, and in a moment, the figure of the devil swept to the ground, and the madness of the end attracted the endless demon element, stab the former chest,

Rumble, a violent collision sounded, the scale king's chest, the scale armor blocked the peerless magic front, the indestructible protection, the magic soldier was difficult to hurt.

"Retreat!"

The king was angry and screamed, and the demon broke out, and the two retreated.

Ten steps away, the main building of Xiaoyue stopped and looked at the scale king in front, his eyes narrowed.

Amazing defense, it seems that to kill this person, you must find a way to break its armor.

"We need one more person." Xiaoyue landlord calmly said.

"Instant attack power. In this world, there are only two people, the fateful phoenix body, or the daughter of the deserted city, Mu Chengxue." Xia Ziyi said.

"Phoenix has been nirvana, too late to wait for its successor to grow."

The Lord Xiaoyue looked at the breathtaking array of birth sacrifices in front of her, and said, "The daughter of the deserted city is worshiping the moon, the girl Luo Fei, please go as soon as possible."

Luo Fei nodded, without any delay, the figure flashed, and quickly swept towards the ancient moon worship.

Luo Fei left, and the owners of Xiaoyue and Xia Ziyi looked back again, looking at the scale king in front, and their eyes were hard to hide.

Now, all they have to do is delay the arrival of the daughter of the deserted city.

In ancient times, there were peerless kings to prove the supremacy of the emperor, the battle of thousands of days, and earth-shattering.

Now, for the future of the human race, they have to start a protracted war.

"Xia Ziyi, the peak of the king is not common. Experience this battle with your heart will definitely benefit you a lot." Xiaoyue said.

Xia Ziyi nodded, her cold eyes looking forward, her body full of magical energy, covering the sky.

Over the years, he owed a lot of fate, and now, it is also time to repay.

No matter how much time it takes to know his life, he will fight for it, even if he loses his life!

Two strong action, the war started, the two rushed into the blood mist, full power, shining like a meteor.

At the beginning of the war between heaven and earth, the primitive magic realm, northwest of the central continent, passed by a plain clothing figure, and hurried toward the sea of ​​reincarnation.

The center of the sea area, thousands of miles reincarnation, the huge vortex rolling, since the endless years, has never stopped.

As Hanyue rose to the east, Su Yi's figure swept to the ground and stood in the sky. After a moment of meditation, he rushed directly into the sea below.

In the waters, Ning Chen's figure fell rapidly, getting faster and faster.

The tremendous pressure gradually came from all directions, becoming more and more heavy, and gradually making it unbearable.

Ning Chen's body and mind are forbidden to rise, and the space law separates the pressure of the seawater, and continues to skim down.

I don't know how long after that, a huge black vortex appeared in the deepest part of the sea, unfathomable and devouring all the light.

With a sense of indescribable crisis, Ning Chen stopped and did not enter.

There was no trace of vitality around the black vortex. All the sea creatures seemed to avoid the place intentionally or unintentionally, and nothing dared to come close.

For a moment of standing still, Ning Chen's right hand, the sword qi gathered, and after a short while, the sword qi broke through the air and plunged into a black vortex.

Silence, still still, the black vortex swallowed the sword gas, no movement was produced, shocking people.

Ning Chen frowned, his face staring, so strange.

No wonder the Emperor Bahuang returned to the Imperial City so quickly. I am afraid that even this Demon Emperor would not dare to set foot in it easily.

If Xuan Luo really entered it, eight to nine of them had already fallen, but he couldn't be too careless before seeing Xuan Luo's body with his own eyes.

Ning Chen didn't stay in the sea much, but stepped back and returned the same way.

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Yinhai ghost prison, full of ghost spirit, covering the sky ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ghost clan, a powerful royal family living under the endless abyss in the name of ghost, born to hate the sun, often walking at night, many men in the family It is ugly and similar to ghosts, so it is called ghost by the world.

When dawn falls, the sky above the ghost prison is over, and his destiny appears, his body is turbulent, powerful and heavy.

Below the ghost prison, the ghost spirits spread out, and a strong ghost family appeared, arranging on both sides, to welcome the arrival of the thirteenth crown prince.

Above the powerful ghost clan, Yin Ji stood still, looking at the young man who came to the ghost prison, his face bright.

"See Your Highness!"

Yin Ji salutes, and behind them, thousands of ghost clan strongmen salute, shocking battles and revealing the sincerity of the ghost clan.

Ning Chen's figure descended from the sky and walked toward the depths of the ghost prison.

Yin Ji accompanied him, and his footsteps always fell into the half position to show respect.

In the deepest part of the ghost prison, a **** big waterfall hung down. In front of the waterfall, on the huge white bone throne, an old woman with a dry body sat on it. The breath was extremely powerful.

However, the old woman seemed to be too old, almost all of her body was difficult to move half a minute, sitting on the throne of bone all day long, and never left.

In front of the old lady, the elders of the ghost clan stood on both sides, waiting quietly for the royal prince to come.

It didn't take long for the two figures to walk in front of the array. The young man in front, with plain white hair and extraordinary temperament, was eye-catching.

Knowing his fate, the elders of the ghost clan looked away and looked at the person who came.

On the Bone Throne, the old woman was still half-closed, and she couldn't see the glory.

After counting the interest, Ning Chen walked to the front of the Scarlet Falls, looked at the ghost king on the Bone Throne, bowed, and politely said, "Ning Chen, the junior, has seen Senior Ghost King.

The words fell. On the Bone Throne, the old lady's eyes opened slowly, muddy and deep, making people dare not look straight.