Marquis of Grand Xia

Cluttering the heavens, 100,000 mountains, the war is full of fierce heat, Ning Chen stands still in the battle, the look is cold and abnormal.

Now, he can basically confirm that each of the eight gates represents a source of power. The old monster can use its power at will, and can enter it to avoid misfortune.

However, the same force cannot be used for a second time, that is to say, after coming out of one of the gates, you cannot enter again within a short time.

However, there are a total of eight gates, and even if you cannot go in for the second time in a row, the remaining options are still many.

It can be said that the eight gates of Tianxuan are perfect tactics.

It's just that he never believed in perfection, and behind any perfection, there were unknown flaws.

In the eight gates of Tianxuan, the figure of the ancestor of the turtle spirit disappeared.

The power of the mysterious water splashed down the sky, and the ancestor of the turtle spirit reappeared the fourth kind of original power to strongly suppress the destiny ahead.

Ning Chen's expression slightly condensed, a cold spread, the wind and snow swept, turned into a body shield, hard to resist the power of mysterious water.

Xuanshui froze, the offensive was not approaching, and all the ice burst through the air, ruthlessly forced.

"Zhu Xian!"

When the offensive came again, Ning Chen spoke, and since the four swords were recast, two fairy swords were made for the first time.

"boom!"

At this moment, in the void, Thunder's masterpiece fell from the sky.

The immortal sword with the power of surrendering the sky came out together.

"Go away!"

Zhu Xian started, Ning Chen swept across a sword, and directly shook the sky with anger and thunder.

In front of, thousands of ice thorns pierce the sky, Ning Chen holds both swords in two hands, and the world and the world are open, and Shenwu is shocked.

"The heavens and the earth are together, life and death!"

The two swords merged, the terrifying power of destruction exploded, and the two swords swiftly turned into two rainbow lights.

Heaven, Earth, and Shuanghong are indestructible. The ice spikes formed by thousands of Xuanshui are completely destroyed, and the sword is not ceaseless.

The terrifying power of the immortal sword, unseen before the crisis, the look of the ancestor of the turtle spirit briefly shook, and immediately swept toward the side door.

In front, Ning Chen passed by, and raised his hand to grab the ancestor of Guiling.

In front of the gate, Ning Chen reached in with his right hand, grabbed the ancestor of Guiliang Liang, just about to prepare to pull the ancestor of Guiling Ling. Inside the gate, a powerful repulsive force erupted, flying Ning Chen out.

At the same time, the figure of the ancestor of the tortoise appeared at the gate opposite, and he slammed into Ning Chen's heart.

A shocking palm, urgency and mercilessness, Ning Chen's mouth, blood spewing out, stained with blood-coating.

However, at this moment, in front of the Guiling ancestor, two sword rainbows flew at the same time, so coincidentally, the former's right arm was suddenly cut off.

"what!"

The right arm was separated, and there was a scream in the mouth of Guiling Ling's ancestor, and the painful expression twisted.

In an unbelievable scene, the ancestor of the turtle spirit trembling constantly, did not expect the two fairy swords to appear so coincidentally.

In the front, the double swords started, Ning Chen barely stabilized his figure, the whole body was chaotic, and the pressure was strong.

Taking the body as a bait and breaking the enemy's arm, Ning Chen once again showed amazing combat experience, fierce and ruthless, as well as the enemy and himself.

"you!"

Turtle spirit ancestors tremble, the whole body spirits surging, suppressing the injury in the body.

The battle situation was reversed, and Ning Chen's figure didn't stay for a moment, and once again passed, the two swords slashed, and the offensive became more and more fierce.

Losing one arm, the turtle ancestors stepped back and forth, glimpsed the opportunity, and flew into a gate.

Ning Chen releases his consciousness, the swords in his hands are fierce, and he warns against enemies that may appear at any time.

Immediately afterwards, in the adjacent gate, the figure of the ancestor of the tortoise appeared, and a golden brilliance permeated, the sharp golden spirit, all invincible.

Ning Chen had a feeling, did not shy away, and greeted him head-on.

Zhu Xian and Rui Jin, two forces of destruction collided, the harsh friction sounded, the two figures crossed, Ning Chen's figure turned back, and the immortal turned into a long hook, forcibly hooking the second arm of the turtle ancestor.

"Oh!"

The tremendous change of the situation, the ancestor of the tortoise of the tortoise was not as expected, but only felt a sharp pain in the left arm, and blood spewed out all over the sky.

"what!"

A shrill cry rang, and the look of the ancestor of the tortoise was violently twisted, and his left arm flew out, cut off by the fairy.

In the hands of Ning Chen, Peixian returned to its original shape, rebuilding its sword shape.

It was not copper, iron or steel, and was hidden under Xuya Mountain;

Without refining Yin and Yang, how can we quench the edge without water?

Zhushenli kills immortals, and immortal immortals glow red everywhere;

The immortal changes are endless and wonderful.

In the ancient times, the ballads spreading across the Three Realms really knew very little about their meaning.

At present, in the hands of Ning Chen, the immortal sword reappears in the world, the immortal changes, and the gods become red.

With both arms broken, the ancestor of Guiling Ling retreated, his face showing fear for the first time.

"There is no invincible tactics in this world. This Xuantian Bamen is indeed very strong, but you believe it too much."

Ning Chen said in a cold voice, and the figure flew past as quickly as a shock.

Guiling Ancestor tried to resist, and at this moment, he suddenly remembered that his arms had been lost.

If the strong fight, you shouldn't make a mistake for a moment. Turtle spirit ancestor stunned for a moment.

The fierce prestige entered the body, and the old man's vitality was instantly destroyed.

However, Ning Chen had reached a step early, the figure blocked in front, Zhu Xian crossed, ruthlessly forced to die.

"you!"

Too late to say, there is no chance to say again, the soul of the ancestor of the turtle spirit collapsed and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The Guiling Patriarch died in battle, and the eight gates of Tianxuan disappeared, and Ning Chen stepped forward to the Guilin Patriarch.

"Magic body, it's yours." Ning Chen said calmly.

"Understood!" The demon body answered.

Ning Chen's godless eyes looked upwards, didn't stay too much, stepped on, and leaned across the sky.

In Clutch Heaven Realm, a master of Heaven Realm looked at this battle. At this moment, his expression was shocked.

The ancestor of Guiling is actually dead!

In the entire clutch of heaven, the ancestor of the turtle spirit can be said to be the longest living person. Cultivation is also the first in the world. Unexpectedly, he died in the hands of a young man who has not yet entered the heaven.

"Sure enough, it's still old, it's not working."

In the clutch world, a young strong man snorted softly.

"The body of the ancestor of the tortoise does not return to its peak, but it cannot be underestimated. The young man's ability to kill him means that his strength is infinitely close to the peak of this world." A middle-aged man said in the rear.

In the sky, the phoenix passed by quickly. After killing the ancestor of the turtle spirit, he did not stop for a moment and continued to hurry.

The flame of the big sky blue lamp has become weaker and weaker, and Ning Chen is in a more and more anxious mood.

Concern is chaotic. In the face of Aman's security, even if he is calm like Ning Chen, he can't keep calm at this time.

Phoenix Xiangtian, across the entire clutch of heaven, the end of the world, Ning Chen figure rushed out, soaring outside.

Outside the chaotic sky, Ning Chen's figure continued to move forward, and swept toward the third heaven according to the guidance of the big blue sky lantern.

The long distance seems to never end. Between Lihetian and the third heaven, a huge floating island appears. The floating island is exceptionally majestic and in no way inferior.

Ning Chen passed by, and when he passed the floating island, his body shocked, the surrounding fire disappeared, and his body fell from the sky involuntarily.

With a bang, Ning Chen's body fell over the earth, hitting a huge deep hole.

In the God Forbidden, the small gourd face was anxious, just about to fly out, but it was controlled by unknown forces, and it was difficult to open the God Forbidden.

Under the deep pit, Ning Chen climbed up in embarrassment, just about to release the consciousness to perceive the surroundings, but found that the consciousness was locked and could not be released.

The consciousness was restrained, and cultivation was suppressed. The world around Ning Chen immediately changed into darkness.

Without the ability of a warrior, Ning Chen became no different from mortals, and could no longer perceive the surrounding conditions with divine consciousness.

The light of the big blue light was beating slightly, and it was almost extinguished.

Ning Chen's face was anxious, and he immediately crawled out of the pit.

He is running out of time and he must find Aman quickly.

Losing light and losing the power of consciousness, Ning Chen crawled out of the pit like a blind man, groped through a branch, and walked forward quickly while exploring the path.

The unknown road is the most frightening. Mortal blind people will not dare to walk too fast, because it is too fast to trip easily.

Ning Chen couldn't see things in his eyes, even though he could discern the sound of wind by hearing, he could not hear the still thing.

Suddenly, Ning Chen stepped on the air, and his body rolled down in embarrassment.

The huge mountain, Ning Chen rolled down, hit the boulder, and the blood fell silently.

Hu Luoping Pingyang, the invincible swordsman in heaven and earth, after losing everything, became worse than the most ordinary mortal.

Under the mountain, Ning Chen climbed up in embarrassment and continued to walk forward.

Hundred miles away, I fell a few times, I fell again and again, and climbed again and again.

Ning Chen walked fast because of anxiety in his heart, overcoming fear with anxiety, overcoming fear of the unknown.

In the distance, the girls who came to pick camellia appeared in threes and fives, hustling and bustling.

The girl in the mountain has beautiful water and beautiful sound, and her voice is ethereal and sweet.

"Bai Ling, look at someone!"

A girl picking tea saw Ning Chen in the distance and said.

The girl called Bailing looked in the direction of the former, and her beautiful face showed a strange color, saying, "There is a person."

As the tea-picking girls watched, Ning Chen held a branch in his hand and walked while exploring the way.

"His eyes don't seem to be visible," another girl picking tea said with a worried expression on her face.

"We are going to help."

Bailing said something, and immediately trot forward.

"Bai Ling, you wait for us."

Behind, the three tea-picking girls hurried to keep up.

In the distance, Ning Chen felt that someone was coming, and there was a look of joy on his face.

someone is coming!

"This son, where are you going?"

Braun stepped forward and saw the young man's **** face in front of him.

"I am leaving this island."

Ning Chen's face tried his best to show kindness and asked, "The girl knows, how can she leave the island as soon as possible?"

"island?"

Bailing heard the words and showed a strange face, saying, "What island?"

At the rear, the faces of the three tea-picking girls are also puzzled. How can there be an island here?

Ning Chen looked startled, and soon reacted. He could see that this was an island, but the mortal above could not.

"Girl, is there a warrior near here?" Ning Chen whispered.

"Yes, from here to the east, there is a heavenly city a hundred miles away, and there are warriors there." Bailing replied.

"Thank you girl."

Ning Chen should say a sentence, feel the direction of the sun, distinguish things, and walk towards the front.

"Bai Ling, let's help him."

The three tea-picking women looked at the hard steps of the white-haired man in front of them, and showed pity, and said.

"Ok."

Bailing nodded, trotting forward again, and said softly, "Son, the middle of the road is difficult, let's take you out."

Ning Chen looked grateful and said, "Thank you."

The four tea-picking women led the way, and it was not long before Ning Chen walked out of the mountain and thanked the four kind tea-chatting women.

"This man is so pitiful." Rear, a tea picker whispered.

"Yes."

Another tea picker sighed, "It's just that we can help him."

Under the scorching sun of the westbound journey, Ning Chen stepped forward, his thin figure walking on the wilderness, so lonely.

In front of Tianji City, Ning Chen arrived when the sun was setting, and when the gate was closed, he entered the city.

"A blind man?"

The gatekeeper looked at the blood-stained young man in front of his eyes, checked it a few times at random, and let it go.

As night fell, Wanjia's lights were on in the city of Tianji. The ancient city, although small, was very prosperous.

Ning Chen walked on the streets of the city for the first time with a mortal body, personally felt the sufferings of the world.

Darkness, endless darkness, Ning Chen couldn't see any light in front of him, but could barely discern the wind by his ears.

In the God's Prohibition, Xiao Hulu's face was full of anxiety, and he wanted to help guide the way, but he couldn't get out.

"Step aside!"

In the darkness, in front of Ning Chen, an impatient voice sounded, and somebody pushed it, and Ning Chen leaned over and hit the pedestrians behind.

"No long eyes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Blind!"

In the rear, an angry voice sounded and scolded.

"Sorry."

When he bumped into someone, Ning Chen immediately thanked him and stepped back to make way.

"Really blind, haha."

A ridiculous laughter sounded, and the pedestrian walked past, reached out and pushed again, and walked forward.

"You are bullying even blind people, and you have to be shameless!"

At this moment, the voice of a young boy sounded, and he was arrogant.

"Yo, where's the doll, weaning, dare to take care of the uncle's affairs."

The laughter sounded, the master of the words shot, the young man was full of blood, but was beaten hard.

"Haha!"

The perpetrators went away and reached the extreme.

The teenager sat on the ground and cried.

Ning Chen went up, held out his hand, and said, "Thank you."

The teenager looked at the young man in front of him, stretched out his hand, and stood up with the help of the former.

"I'm sorry, it's because I'm useless, I can't help you out." The teenager reached out and wiped tears from the corners of his eyes.

"enough."

Ning Chen smiled on his face and said, "Where is there a warrior in this city?"

"Musha?"

After hearing the words, the boy looked startled and nodded a moment later, saying, "Yes, there is a martial arts hall in front of me. I will take you there."

"Thank you." Ning Chen said softly.

At night, the teenager led the way, and the two of them walked towards the martial arts hall ahead.

In front of the Tongwu Hall, the largest martial arts hall in Tianji City, the young man walked with Ning Chen and said softly, "Here he is."

Ning Chen raised his head, his empty eyes looked at the martial arts hall in front of him, and walked forward step by step.

In the rear, the teenager followed his teeth as soon as he gritted his teeth.