Marquis of Grand Xia

In Zhongtian Realm, the vast mountain range of primitive mountains, the Master of the Heavenly Sword died in battle, and Ning Chen grabbed the Kunwu Sword. When he was about to leave, he was moved by the desire to survive of the Purple Power Fighter.

Knowing the life of a blood bath, the life and death moments that have been experienced are countless, and it is clearer than any other. What despair is when the life and death are left.

Are you scared, of course you are scared, nothing can be detached before death.

Ning Chen came to Zidian and stretched out his hand to tear off the god's armor.

The body is close to the body, and the white skin is exposed on Zidian. The crystal is as bright as jade.

Zidian whispered, driven by the woman's instinct, and wanted to protect the scenery on her chest.

However, under the serious injury, Zidian's body was unable to move, and he could only let his skin be exposed to people.

"Don't move."

Ning Chen snorted coldly to stop the former from unrest, his right hand was raised, and he pointed at Ning Jian, his sword intention rose sharply.

Hearing the former's cold drink, Zidian shuddered and dared not move again.

In the original mountain range that collapsed, Ning Chen shot for the treatment of purple electric wounds, with a dignified look.

On Zidian, the horrible sword wound spread from the left shoulder to the right rib, and the flesh was valgus, and the bones were visible.

On the wound, Kun Wu's sword lingered, still eroding the vitality of Zidian.

Ning Chen's right hand condensed the sword and dispelled the sword with the intention of the sword, preventing the injury of Zidian from continuing to deteriorate.

"Uh!"

On the wound, the sword-like impact and severe pain came, and Zidian snorted in his mouth, which could not bear the pain of bone erosion.

"Don't move, don't hold back!"

Ning Chen's expression became more and more dignified, while he helped Zidian disperse Kunwu's sword in the wound, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Ok."

Zidian forbeared the pain, and responded with a loud call, forcing his final energy, holding on hard to keep his body from moving.

Kun Wu was extremely powerful in swordsmanship, even as strong as Ningchen, it took a long time to completely disperse the swordsmanship on the wound of Zidian.

For nearly half an hour, Zidian had been soaked in sweat, and his face was pale like white paper.

After Ning Chen dispelled the sword intent on Zidian, he turned his sword into his palms, chaotic chaos, and penetrated into the former body.

The chaotic true element entered the body, and the wound on the purple electric chest quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a short time, it had recovered as before.

However, although the trauma healed, the inner organ of Zidian's severely wound still needs time to adjust. Ning Chen can only temporarily help him to suppress the injury, but he cannot help him recover completely.

After a long time, Ning Chen closed his hand, his face full of tiredness.

First, a fierce battle with the Emperor Sword Master, and then chasing the Emperor Sword Master, Ning Chen was already exhausted, so he rejuvenated the Purple Electric Healing, and the body has reached the limit completely.

"Thank you."

Zidian also saw the tired look on the face of the white-haired man in front of him and grateful.

Ning Chen tired already had the strength to say anything, sitting on the side, leaning against the stone behind him, breathing heavily.

Zidian tried to sort out his clothes, but accidentally pulled the injury of the inner organ, and the painful tears almost fell out.

"I advise you not to mess up."

Ning Chen said tiredly, "The injury to your inner heart is very serious. I now have no strength to help you heal the wound, and then tear the wound open, you endure it yourself."

Zidian heard the words and was too scared to move anymore. Even the strongest in the realm of the sky before life and death was no different from a mortal.

The night was getting darker and darker. Under the silent night, neither of them said anything. Zidian leaned half on the stone, and he was a little nervous.

Orphan and widowed, she was seriously injured again, and she had no strength to resist.

She knows how attractive her body is to men. She is not a fool, not to mention that she doesn't have many clothes to cover her body now.

In the silent night, the needle drop can be heard. The quieter the night, the more nervous Zidian will feel.

A little bit of time passed, and Ning Chen tiredly fell asleep next to Zidian, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Zidian felt a sense of stunned expression.

are you asleep?

The energy in the body recovered a little, Zidian sat upright carefully, and looked at the young white-haired man beside him, a little bit of different color flashed in his beautiful eyes.

In the past 100 years, she has seen him three times. Every time he meets on the battlefield, every time he meets, this young man will be much stronger.

She can see that this young man is not very old. Compared with the old monsters who have lived the endless years of God Realm, the time of this person's practice is really nothing.

However, the vicissitudes of his body were so heavy, as if he had been crushed by the years.

At this moment, the cold wind blew through, and a falling leaf fell from the sky, touching Ning Chen's face for a moment, a powerful sword burst, and directly twisted the fallen leaf into fragments.

Upon seeing this, Zidian was shocked, and his body immediately dared not move any further.

Observing for a moment, I realized that the man in front of me was not awake, and there was a strange color flashing on Zidian's face. Was it just the body's natural reaction?

Sky, cold moon westbound, dawn is approaching, the darkest moment of heaven and earth, Ning Chen woke up, his body strength gradually recovered.

Seeing the former wake up, Zidian immediately withdrew his gaze and dared not look at it again.

"How long have I slept?" Ning Chen got up and asked with empty eyes looking at the woman next to him.

"One, one hour." Zidian replied nervously.

Ning Chen had heard, and Zhou Shenfeng fire burst out, ready to leave.

"Are you going?" Zidian quickly asked.

"Well, I still have things." Ning Chen said calmly.

"Can you take me with you?" Zidian looked at the quiet pristine mountains around him, looking pleading.

Ning Chen frowned, nodded gently, and the whole body was filled with flames, swallowing the purple electricity, and immediately rushed towards Eastern God Realm.

Under the dark night, the phoenix galloped across, gliding across the sky with a dazzling red light.

The phoenix is ​​so fast, so amazing, the east, the dawn comes, and the morning light falls on them.

In the phoenix fire, Zidian looked at the man next to him, and he looked more and more surprised.

So fast!

She was good at speed, but compared to the young man around her, she was still a lot worse.

The dawn of dawn was so warm that it sprinkled on the two and dispelled the cold night.

Zidian looked at the Eastern God Realm in front of her, and her mood gradually settled down.

Finally came back.

A short night, like a dream, she almost never came back.

Thinking of this, Zidian looked at the young people around him and was very grateful.

At that time, she was really desperate in her heart, she really did not expect him to come back to save her.

Over the eastern earth, the phoenix galloped past, faster and faster.

Ning Chen's face was obviously anxious, and his speed was fully open, rushing towards the boundary of the previous battle with the Emperor Sword Master.

He is careless, how can he go to sleep, Aman is still there!

Although there is a black fox guard, but he still can not rest assured.

The sky and sky of the Heavenly Sword School gradually repaired after the collapse. After a war, they were devastated.

When the sky was bright, the flames filled the west, and Ning Chen's figure arrived.

"black Fox!"

Ning Chen spoke and shouted loudly.

However, there was no response on the silent void, and the whole sky was empty, and no figure could be seen.

"Are you looking for someone?" Zidian asked.

Ning Chen ignored it and released her consciousness, looking for the breath of Black Fox.

However, after searching for a long time, Ning Chen never felt the breath of the black fox, as if disappeared out of thin air.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Ning Chen's expression suddenly stunned, empty eyes looked down.

But see below, under the collapsed Tianzi Peak, a truncated tail was buried in the mountain rocks, as dark as ink.

Ning Chen felt that he stepped into the air and flew towards Tianzi Peak.

After an instant, under the peak of Tianzi, Ning Chen appeared, waved the collapsed mountain, and shot off his tail.

Above the black broken tail, the blood stains were still warm, and it was obvious that it only cut off soon.

"Divine Court!"

Anger flashed on Ning Chen's face. The strength of Black Fox was no less than that of Heaven Realm Supreme, Eastern God Realm. Only the Divine Court had this strength to capture Black Fox.

"I want to change back the woman and the black fox, and bring the Kunwu Excalibur to the Divine Court to exchange!" At this time, on the sky, a majestic voice sounded, echoing between heaven and earth.

When Zidian heard this voice, his expression was obviously shocked, God Lord!

Under the collapsed Tianzi Peak, Ning Chen clenched his hands, cold and biting.

"Don't be impulsive."

Zidian immediately stepped forward, grabbed the former's arm, and said anxiously, "You will be dead if you go now!"

Ning Chen's eyes moved, the hollow eyes did not have the slightest color, and the voice was coldly said, "You are the fighting **** general of the Shenting. If I take you as a hostage, I wonder if the Lord of the Shenting will hesitate!"

Zidian heard the words ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The expression was shocked, and his hands were released unconsciously.

After a moment, Zidian silently shook his head gently and said, "No."

She understands the fierceness of the Divine Lord, and she will never have any compromise or soft heart because of her.

Ning Chen's expression grew colder, and sat down to heal the wound.

The purple power station is on the side, with a complex and unusual look.

As a fighting **** of the court, how should she choose?

From the early morning to the middle of the sun, Ning Chen's chaotic truth elements kept surging, madly absorbing the aura around the world, suppressing the injuries in the body.

The immortal demon body runs to the extreme, the devil qi is pervasive, and it almost merges with the real energy of chaos.

After three hours, Ning Chen opened his eyes, and a terrifying breath spread out, powerful and abnormal.

Temporarily depressing the injury, let his strength return to the peak, Ning Chen did not stay any longer, got up and plundered towards the court.

"and many more!"

At this time, Zidian spoke softly.

Ning Chen heard the words, frowning slightly, and said, "If you want to stop me now, I won't be merciless!"

"No, I will go with you. I am familiar with the location of the court, and I might be able to rescue the person you want to save without disturbing the Lord of the Divine Lord."

Ning Chen pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "I believe in you once."

He felt that the injury in Zidian was still very serious. If he was deceived, he would not pity Xiangxiyu.

"Go!"

When the words fell, Ning Chen's phoenix resurrected and took Zidian to the Shenting Court.

The Divine Court, high above the seat of God, the Lord of the Divine Court stood still, gazing at the chaotic realm in front of him, and coldness flashed on his majestic face.

Kunwu, he must get it, no matter what the price!