Marquis of Grand Xia

In the third game between the two realms, the battle was on the gun. At the critical moment, above the void, the celestial monarch appeared, and the supreme magic power changed the time and place.

Six reincarnation rotations, the world of light is instantly dark, eliminating evil spirits, and the magic cloud is covering the sun.

Below, Ashura's body is full of fierce madness and strong pressure, flooding the entire dark world.

In the human race, Ning Chen looked at the looming heavenly demon monarch, with a gloomy look.

Kun Yi Mo Huang, how could he appear here?

"The debate between the two realms, the emperor is not allowed to intervene, otherwise, it is regarded as abstention. Is it that your realm should violate the oath?" The Lord of God Realm said coldly.

"The emperor has never intervened in the battle between the two realms, but this big world can't bear my power, affecting their battlefield. Counting it, it should be that the small world you created is incomplete and still subject to changes in the big world, otherwise, Such a situation will not appear. "Over the battle, Kun Yi Mo Huang said in a deep voice.

"Strong words."

The cold eyes of Tsing Yi's eyes flashed past, the anger in his heart was difficult to suppress, and the original magic realm was too deceiving.

Aside, the Lord of God's Realm looked away, looking at the young man in black in front of the human race, his face inquiring.

In front of the kings, Ning Chen converged and nodded gently.

"continue."

The Lord of Divine Realm withdrew his gaze and calmly said.

In the void, Kun Yi Mo Huang sneered, his figure faded away and disappeared.

In the human race, after knowing his destiny, Liming stepped forward and said solemnly, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to win this round."

"Ok."

Ning Chen nodded and said, "Before the situation prevailed, the landlord deliberately stepped up the offensive in order to make a quick decision, and the power consumption is not small. Now, the overall situation has changed from an advantage to a disadvantage. . "

"Pity."

Liming sighed softly. Originally, in this round, the human race had already won 90% of them, and I didn't expect such a variable.

In the dark world, the magic energy continues to spread, and the dark power blesses. Asura's body magic power climbs sharply. Implicitly, Huang Wei is amazing.

"Roar!"

The roaring sky roared through the starry sky. Behind Asura, a huge Shura evil appearance appeared. The powerful and gritty face shocked the mind.

Blessed with evil, Ashura's body climbed to the top again, and the violent demon gas surged, obliterating the surrounding world.

"God of War!"

The magic trick that reappeared has risen several times, and in Ashura's hands, the flames of flames lingered around the city, burning the sky and boiling the sea.

Astonishing move, Shura roared with evil traits, and the magical energy gathered and poured into the magic gun.

The final move is approaching. On the opposite side, the landlord Xiaoyue looks dignified, the figure is divided into two parts, the sound and the force are parallel, the sound of Huang Quan sounds, and the color of the world changes.

The bipolar glory, the dark world, the confrontation between light and darkness, both of them will win or lose.

Outside the battle, a king in the two realms watched the war ahead, and his expression was extremely focused.

In this round, winning or losing is very important. Whoever wins the third game in five rounds will undoubtedly increase the winning percentage.

In the human race, the eyes of the butterfly in the flower are slightly closed, quiet and refreshing, and they do not care about the situation of the war.

Her task is to win a victory for the younger brother, and she does not care about other things.

"boom!"

In the eyes of everyone, the dark world and the bipolar echo collided. After the flame world, the dark world also collapsed, and the black air overflowed and scattered in the big world.

During the battle, the two figures flew out at the same time, splashing blood and falling like rain.

Seeing no victory or defeat, the blood from the corners of the mouths of Ashura and Xiaoyue Buildings dripped, hitting a body.

"A tie?"

In both camps, the kings frowned and looked different.

Suddenly, the sky filled with dark breath surging into the tide, all submerged into the main body of Xiaoyue Building in front of him, but a muffled hum rang, and the chest of Xiaoyue Building's chest, blood spewed, stained the red sky.

The shocking scene, the kings ~ shocked, no one responded to what happened.

The original Devil Realm, Heavenly Demon Ancestral Land, and the right hand raised by Kun Yi Demon Emperor slowly fell, and the surrounding devil qi dispersed, and returned to the ancestral land again.

In the battle between the two borders, the human race, Ning Chen's figure flashed over, and before everyone returned to God, they had reached the battle.

The fierce flames swept over the city, but when the ghost sword turned out, it blocked the God of War.

"In this game, the human race admits defeat."

Without any hesitation, Ning Chen said in a cold voice, and immediately took the devastated Lord Xiaoyue out of the battle.

In the human race, the kings looked at the two returning, their faces dignified.

"Sister Liming, you are a Buddha, you can purify the magic energy, and you will help the landlord to heal the wound." Ning Chen whispered.

"Well, give it to me." Lime nodded.

"Sorry!"

The landlord Xiaoyue tried hard to open his eyes, saying that he was weaker than ever.

"After the non-war, it's just that we underestimated the despicableness of the original magical realm, and the landlord can calmly heal the wounds, and the next two battles will be handed over to us." Ning Chen said with a look.

"What happened just before? Obviously it was a tie, why those magical qi suddenly came back." Mu Qianxi said in a deep voice.

"I'm afraid it was Kun Yi Mo Huang's hands and feet."

Ning Chen looked at the four emperors in the void and looked cold and abnormal. This battle had too many injustices, but even so, they could not give up.

In the void, Luo Xingchen will go to the lottery instead of Lime.

Sword and Palm, the last two remaining games, in the Magic Realm camp, a peerless master is quietly watching the final result. Three games have won two games, and the final victory has been within reach.

In the void, the runner stopped, the fourth game, the result is out.

In the starry sky, the dazzling word "knife" manifests, which affects the hearts of all the kings present.

Xuan Mo walked out of the Magic Realm camp, and the Commander of the Heavenly Demon Forbidden Army officially came to the front of everyone ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~. The kings of the Magic Realm looked surprisingly calm, and no longer worried about the outcome of this battle.

Xuan Mo has been in charge of the Heavenly Demon Forbidden Army for more than a thousand years, not because Xuan Mo's status is distinguished, or the background is amazing, but because Xuan Mo has been the real first person of the Heavenly Demon family for thousands of years.

Even the two strongest princes of the Demon Royal Family, or the Asura, the Demon God of War, dare not say that they can win the forbidden commander.

In the human race, Hua Zhongdie opened her eyes and stepped forward.

At the wrong moment, Ning Chen spoke and said right, "Be careful, the strength of Xuan Mo is still above Xuan Luo."

"Ok."

Hua Zhongdie nodded slightly and said softly, "Forty years ago, Senior Sister gave you a lot of trouble. Today, Senior Sister will definitely give you a victory."

As the words fell, the butterfly in the flower stomped barefoot gently, dancing as if dancing, and flew towards the six reincarnations in front.

After counting interest, in the ice world, two figures walked out, and the snow drifted across the sky, turning the whole world into a plain white color.

"Flat formation."

In the two realm camps, the kings took a sigh of relief before the battle. The influence of time and place is impressive. No one wants to encounter the situation of big victory at this critical moment.

"Not long ago, I heard the thirteenth prince calling the girl sister."

In the ice and snow, Xuan Luo looked at the woman in front of him and calmly said, "I think the girl's strength is still above the thirteenth prince."

"No one can measure the strength of the younger brother, but his sword is indeed taught by the girl."

Butterfly in the flower said lightly, in the sleeves of the left and right arms, two black and white demon Hanfeng came out of thin air.

The fairy sword burying flowers, the butterfly weeping and tears, the **** in the sword of Zhongzhou, nowadays, reproduces the amazing sword art.