Marquis of Grand Xia

At the end of the starry sky, on the barren primitive star, a **** twilight snow fell on the star and passed out.

The bridge of the avenue was cut off, and Mu Chengxue was extremely traumatized. If it weren't for the return of the Baishilun, it would be dead.

However, even so, Mu Chengxue has reached the moment when the lamp is dry, and his vitality is constantly leaking, and he may fall at any time.

The bridge of the avenue is the foundation of a saint. Even if the saint is immortal, once the bridge of the avenue is destroyed, it is difficult to stop the fall.

I don't know how long it has passed. On the barren primitive star, Mu Chengxue woke up, barely got up, and staggered toward the front.

The blood-stained white dress is so dazzling that the once-famous Taishang was at the end of life.

However, Mu Chengxue refused to give up, stubbornly supporting the seriously wounded body, staggering step by step.

Living with heaven and earth, becoming enlightened at the beginning, and going through the reincarnation of the Baishi, the strength of the superpower has far surpassed that of ordinary saints, which is exactly the case.

Time passed day by day, and Mu Chengxue's body became weaker and weaker, and behind him, every inch of the earth he walked on was stained with blood.

Finally, when Mu Chengxue was going to be unsustainable, at the end of the star of life, a blood-stained demon point troop appeared.

The ancient and majestic demon-pointed pedestal has a full range of miles. On the pedestal, blood stains can be seen everywhere, and the remaining breath is still powerful and abnormal.

The gods and demon points of the pedestal that have survived for endless years are filled with the cold and breath of death. As far back as the early days, there was an unknown **** war.

The blood stains on the soldier's stand were left by the original demon.

Mu Chengxue is the most powerful sage of forgetfulness. He once saw the existence of the point of the military in the time of ignorance. Now, at the moment of dying life, he came to this once holy place of gods and demons.

Chaos Divine Demon, a powerful existence that preceded the appearance of the saint. Among the 49 Avenues, the true identities of Pluto and the Eightfold Heavenly Deity are Chaos Divine Devil, powerful and unmatched, and almost unmatched.

Mu Shenxue finally couldn't hold it anymore before the magic demon ordered the troop, and he couldn't fall down.

The pool of blood flows out and spreads all around.

Just as the blood around Mu Chengxue spread to the demon's spot, the entire demon's spot was suddenly revived. How powerful was the bloodline of the sage, activated the long-dead divine spot.

Gradually, on the stage where the gods and demon point the troop, the sound of the drums of the war sounded and spread all over the original star.

The war clamored, the world was frightened, and the gods and demon points of the troop were revived for a moment. The world and the heavens, including a sage including Ning Chen, felt and stared.

What a powerful breath!

boom!

A drum of war sounded, and above the stars, an earth-shattering vibration spread out, and the Chaos Divine Demon burst into amazing power, constantly impacting the surrounding seals.

The Holy City of Tianyue, which was transformed into a golden soup, sealed the strong existence of the early era, but it was because of the incomplete seal, it was already difficult to trap the chaotic saints.

Within the seal, the violent impact sounded again and again, and after each impact, the seal of Tianyue Holy City was weaker.

In ten miles of Fenglin, in front of the wooden house, Ning Chen felt, looking at the starry sky, his expression slightly coagulated.

This ominous hunch, I am afraid there is something terrible to be born.

In the fairy field, in front of the Oriental Immortal Hall, all the eyes of the moon also looked at the starry sky, and their eyes condensed.

There was ominous ominousness in the sound of this drum of war, not a good omen.

"Spirit Demon Guards!"

In the eighth heaven, the gods who have survived from the early days to the present look at the world, their eyes are surprised, Tao.

As a chaotic **** and demon, no one knew about the existence of the **** demon's point of force. At the beginning of the chaos, the point of force was contaminated with too much blood.

Unexpectedly, in this era, we can still hear the drums of the gods and demon soldiers.

In the world, at the end of the starry sky, on the ancient primitive star, the devil's spot was restored, and the drums sounded one after another.

Mu Chengxue, who was resuscitating the demon's point of defense with blood, was already stunned in front of the point of defense. However, after forming a blood contract with the demon's point of defense, Mu Chengxue's flesh was about to gradually stabilize.

"Who is she?"

In the sound of the drums of war, a dark and sharp voice sounded, not anger.

"Humanity after all ages."

The second vicissitudes sounded and answered.

"How can we commit life and death to such a weak human being, I am not reconciled."

The third voice came out, suddenly far and near, suddenly strong and weak.

"It was her blood that awakened us, and since her blood can awaken us, it shows that this person is not so weak." The previous vicissitudes of voice sounded again, said.

"Stupid and lowly human beings, how can our gods and deities succumb to human will." The fourth voice came out, angry.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The gods and demon point the troop, the sound of the drum of war continues to reverberate, the will of the chaotic gods and demons is impacted, and the sound suddenly becomes frightened.

"Humble humans, I'm not reconciled!"

"Fate is so ..."

In the sound of war drums, the voices of the chaotic gods gradually weakened, and the quarrels disappeared.

Ten miles of Maple Forest, time passed day by day, and the fluctuations from the end of the starry sky also became calmer.

Ning Chen stayed in Shili Fenglin has never left, the calm days have not changed because of anything.

On this day, ten miles outside the maple forest, the squeak of the wheels running through the snow layer sounded, so loud, so harsh.

Not long after, the carriage came to Shilin Fenglin. On the carriage, a beautiful and noble woman walked down.

After the woman got out of the carriage, she took a young child into the carriage. The former child walked to the cabin.

"Muyaer, have seen Daxia Zhiminghou."

The woman walked to the wooden house and walked toward the undressed young man in the house respectfully.

Aside, the children salute the same, but the look is a little less respectful and a little more curious.

In the wooden house ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ning Chen stepped out and looked at the two big and small in front of him, calmly said, "Are you?"

"Golden account Wang Ting, Mu Yaer, this is a brother, Mu Sier, and now the golden sword Khan of the Golden account Wang Ting." Mu Yaer looked at the legendary character in front of her, and looked more respectfully.

She knew that the man in front of her was almost like a god, with the power to change everything, she could not carelessly.

"It turned out to be the size of Khan of the Golden Horde."

Ning Chen whispered, saying, "Actually, you don't have to come here. Da Xia has exhausted all his life. The ruins are already irreversible. I won't intervene."

Muyaer heard the words, a different color flashed in the crescent-like eyes, and said, "We know the legend of a fatal prince, we have heard it since we were young. Seeing it today, the real name is worth it."

Ning Chen smiled faintly, unwilling to say more, "Go back, be better for the people."

Having finished speaking, Ning Chen said nothing more and turned and walked into the wooden house.