Marquis of Grand Xia

In the Nanming Temple, Ning Chen took Yin'er to the main hall. Everyone paid attention, and no one dared to disrespect him.

Before the throne, the Nanming Emperor looked at the white-haired man in front of him, and a different color flashed in his majestic eyes. He said, "Ninghou, come here, welcome to be far away, forgive me."

In the hall, Ning Chen watched the Lord of the Ming Dynasty in the hall and calmly said, "According to the agreement, come down to visit."

The two stared at each other, and the mighty divine power permeated, silently, and collided with each other.

On both sides of the hall, the appearance of the ministers of the dynasty slightly shook, and he stepped back several times.

An astonishing scene, inside the hall, the airflow is violently impacted, and countless patterns are instantly destroyed, which is difficult to resist the divine power.

In the effort of countless interest, the ministers in the temple seemed to be in **** and could not bear the terrible coercion.

After ten breaths, Ning Chen waved his hands, shattered the aftermath in the palace, and smiled, "God's major is really unfathomable."

"Ning Hou can do something, it is also shocking."

Before the throne, the Nanming Emperor said lightly, "Come here and see the seat."

"Yes!"

In the main hall, the two gods led the order and brought a unicorn chair before the vassals.

"Thank you."

Ning Chen thanked, and was not polite, walked to the Kirin chair and sat down.

Yin'er also followed, standing obediently behind.

Above the main hall, the Nanming Emperor looked at the white-haired man below and said, "In less than one Jiazi, Ninghou will lay down the entire southeast territory and be a real hero."

"Divine Lord has a reputation."

Ning Chen smiled and said, "God Lord ruled the Southern Territories. For thousands of years, no one dared to commit crimes before they were awesome."

"Ninghou would dare." Emperor Nanming said lightly.

On the Qilin chair, Ning Chen heard the words, his eyes narrowed, and said, "God Lord laughed."

Emperor Nanming also smiled, did not say much on this topic, looked away at the woman behind Ninghou, and said casually, "This girl?"

"Yin'er, Ben Hou's disciple."

Ning Chen smiled, "Yin'er, haven't seen God Lord yet."

"Have seen God Lord."

Yin'er respectfully salutes.

"Ninghou's disciple."

The Emperor Nanming heard the words and looked down seriously. He looked at the woman in front of him. After observing, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Lingtai has a divine light and amazing talent.

"Father Emperor."

At this moment, in the hall, a young man in a python robe walked out and respectfully said, "Children want to ask Ninghou a few tricks."

"Nanlin, don't be rude."

The Emperor Nanming looked slightly cold, and said, "What's Ninghou's identity, how can he deal with you as a junior."

On the Unicorn seat, Ning Chen smiled and said, "The emperor does not need to mind, Prince Nanlin. If you win the disciples of Benhou, Benhou can give you a few tricks."

Prince Nanlin had heard it, and looked at the girl behind Ninghou, with a bright color on his handsome face.

"Yin'er, you go ask His Royal Highness Prince a few tricks." Ning Chen said with a smile.

"Yes."

Yin'er nodded and walked to the middle of the hall, saying, "His Royal Highness, please."

Prince Nanlin frowned, but still walked out of the front of the ministers and said, "Please."

The two confronted each other, the divine power was pervasive, and the war was on the verge.

A moment later, the two figures moved together, and between ten feet, the machine fronts merged.

The palms are horizontal and vertical, the moves are fierce, the hands are full, the divine power is extraordinary.

After a brief confrontation, the opponent knows each other, Prince Nanlin sipped, the blue flame rose around him, and the whole sky began to twist.

"Nanming is off fire."

Seeing this, Ning Chen flashed his eyes, and finally saw it.

The Law of the Southern Ming Dynasty Town!

Nanming emerged from the fire, Shenwei was shocked, and opposite, Yin'er felt the terrible flame in front of him, and his expression was taken seriously, and with a sipping, the flames of the whole body also rose.

The Phoenix Divine Fire, Nanming away from the fire, the two most powerful Divine Flames in the world co-occurred, and suddenly, the void in the Nanming Hall shook, even the laws of heaven and earth seemed to burn.

After a while, the two flames collided suddenly, the airflow oscillated, and the sea was burned.

On the throne and the unicorn chair, Ning Chen and Nan Ming emperor shot at the same time, and the dignity was filled, blocking the aftermath of the war.

The gods were shocked by the officials, and the repair of His Royal Highness was very clear to them, even though it was not far from the destruction of the Dao.

This disciple of Ninghou was shocked by the fact that he was able to fight the crowning prince of their proudest.

In the turbulent fire waves, the two figures appeared, and the body was mentioned again, and the divine power was shocked.

Ning Chen stared at Nanming Prince Nanlin's body from the fire, his eyes flashed with different colors.

This Nanming fire is not inferior to Phoenix Shenhuo. It seems that if you want to deploy troops to the southern region, you must first find a way to solve the threat of Nanming fire.

"Feng Lei!"

In the battle situation, Yin'er raised his hand, first of all, the language of the Heavenly Talker. Suddenly, the sky above Nanming Shencheng, the wind and thunder masterpiece, covering Shenyang.

Thousands of thunders gathered in the hall, blessings of phoenix fire, and thunderfire walked together, slamming toward the south scale crown prince.

The appearance of Prince Nanlin changed slightly, and his hands turned Nanming away from the fire and turned into a huge astrolabe.

"Yin'er, all right."

At this time, Ning Chen raised his hand on the Kirin chair and directly dispersed Thunder and Phoenix Fire, preventing the battle.

Yin'er heard that he didn't fight anymore. After giving a fist, he turned and walked back.

In the battle, Prince Nanlin also converged when he saw it, and paid a gift, thoughtfully walking back to the minister.

After the battle was over, he also saw what he wanted to see. Ning Chen got up, looked at the Nanming Emperor in the hall, and smiled, "The emperor, suddenly remembered that there was something else, so he didn't stay and leave."

"Ninghou walks slowly."

On the throne, the Nanming Emperor did not retain it, and stood up calmly.

"There will be a date."

Ning Chen said something, and immediately turned away.

Yin'er kept up, followed quickly.

In front of the ministers, Prince Nanlin looked at the woman behind Ninghou, and a little streamer appeared in her eyes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Nanlin! "

Before the throne, the Nanming Emperor spoke quietly, "It's you who lost."

Prince Nanlin returned to God and respectfully said, "Children know the wrong."

"This Ninghou, the future will be the enemy of the Southern Ming Dynasty."

Emperor Nanming stared at the figure of the two away, and said lightly, "Fight against each other, even if I don't have the full confidence to stop him."

Below, the ministers heard the words, their expressions were sinking.

"Father and Emperor, do my gods have to be against Ninghou?"

Prince Nanlin said, unwilling to say, "Shortly after Ninghou's new rise, my dynasty can show goodwill.

The Emperor Nanming heard the words, frowning slightly, and said, "Show it, how do you show it?"

"Marriage!"

Prince Scale Nan said right now.

Nanming Shencheng, after walking out of the palace with Yin'er, Ning Chen went east.

"Master, why did you stop me just now? I will win." Yin'er Xiao dissatisfied.

"On other people's sites, I beat the other's prince. It's not appropriate. It's better to be kind." Ning Chen smiled.

Yin'er pursed his lips and said, "It's strange to believe you, are you doing any abacus?"

"How do you think Nanming Shenchao will handle its relationship with us?" Ning Chen asked.

"The friction between the southern region and our territory is inevitable. Of course, whoever has the best fist is the one who can say it." Yin'er Zheng said with a look.

"Yes."

Ning Chen smiled and said, "Why shouldn't someone sleep on the side of the couch, but everyone knows the truth, but not everyone has this courage."

After talking, Ning Chen looked back at the towering temple behind him and smiled, "Guess, will Nanming Shenchao do this stupid thing with Hu Moupi?"