Marquis of Grand Xia

The dazzling mirror light is like a **** waterfall descending, shining in the sky and earth, unstoppable and unstoppable. It has come across time and space from the past, and it is shocking.

The green sword was illuminated by the mirror, and the light suddenly dimmed. At almost the same time, the red sword flew, and the blue and red teamed up to block the mirror light.

However, after only a short pause, the double swords were flicked out and plunged to the ground.

Ning Chen was shocked. Seeing the light from the mirror, it was too late to avoid it.

At this moment, Prince Yan moved, the figure flashed, pulled out of the abyss, the black sword light fell, and cut out a trembling tremor.

The sword light and the mirror light collided, and there was a great shock in the void. After a while, it was hard to bear this terrifying aftermath, and it shattered.

In the violent storm, Tsing Yi blocked the barrier, and the black hair was dancing, not moving like a mountain.

After Ning Chen returned to his mind and looked at the gate subconsciously, he saw that in the stone chamber of Noda University, there was only one ancient stone sinking and floating stone platform, with a simple atmosphere and extraordinary excellence.

Prince Yan walked in, broke the ban, picked up the ancient realm, and threw it over.

"Take it away"

Ning Chen took over the ancient realm and looked at it positively and negatively, but he didn't see the reason. He put it away smoothly and studied it later.

The treasure valued by the sages of the Three Great Disasters must have been extraordinary, but he didn't need it and gave it to Aman's girl to protect her.

The sixth gate broke open, leaving only the last one. Prince Yan hesitated for a moment and did not start again.

If he guessed right, behind the seventh gate, the coffin of the owner of the tomb was hidden.

However, at this moment, the seventh gate suddenly opened. In an instant, the entire tomb changed, all things reversed, the ever-changing dim world disappeared, the sky and stars shone, and the endless brilliance fell from the nine days. .

A sigh came out of the void, a vague figure came out, and the sky and earth changed color in an instant. Over the years, it was hard to conceal the glory of the peerless generation, and it could be felt that this is an invincible man with a straight body and shoulders The long hair is as white as snow, the vicissitudes of breath are relentless, and the hero is so clear in the old age.

The solemn atmosphere covered the whole starry sky, and a sacred Shenhua hung down from the end of the sky, draped over it, and the sage in his old age still gloriously dimmed the heavens and the earth.

The ancient realm suddenly moved, waking up from a deep sleep, chaotic tossing, rippling from circle to circle, flying out of Ning Chen's body, falling beside the man, trembling like a weeping, and the road was endless. miss.

The man withdrew his eyes, looked at the mournful ancient realm beside him, sighed softly, stretched his hand over the mirror body, as if comforting his old friends who had fought together in the past.

The vision of the void regenerates, and a ray of light begins to condense. Under the sunset, a woman is stroking the piano, her face is absolutely beautiful, and her temperament is absolutely dusty, but Qingsi has been stained with snow and passed away.

"Shake the moon!"

The ancient sage trembles, looking back suddenly from time to time, the whole tomb rumbling, the stars are constantly exploding, the sky is bursting with the most beautiful fireworks, and a pair of vicissitudes of eyes runs through the years and looks through chaos.

The man stepped out and crossed the starry sky, the stars of the tomb world began to fade, and the ray of light cut through the sky, more and more and more and more dense, and at the end it was like rain, dazzling.

The sky is coming, the horror of the ancient sage is beyond the imagination of the world. In one step, the whole world seems to be destroyed, the stars fall, the world trembles, and a scene of shocking world.

Horrible signs. At this moment, the ancient sage seems to be going out of time and space. The blurred figure gradually reveals a trace of the clothes corner. The damaged black battle suit exudes the ever-changing cold, blood marks, and witnesses the life of the ancient sage. The record of chaos gradually disappeared, and a touch of white was dazzling. This man who had guarded the life and invincible in heaven and earth was really old. Even if his body was still tall, he couldn't cover the long white hair.

"You said that you will come back"

In the sunset, the woman was tired and her eyes were bleak, as if she would reach the end of her life at any time.

Qin Yin bleak, the woman's tears fell on the piano face, the face was pale and evening, but he refused to leave.

"Shake the moon!"

Seeing this scene, the chaos of the ancient sages exploded, and a figure of heaven and earth came out, the world roared, and the color of the earth was ten thousand. One step passed the Zhou Tianxing, and immediately came to the scroll.

The man's body was trembling, and the vicissitudes of his face were full of traces of years. Although he did not show his old age, he was really no longer young. His white hair was like snow, and he clearly stated this indisputable fact.

Qin Yin curled, sad and sad, the woman's dim eyes of Fuqin tried their best to look far away, gradually disappointed, desperate, tears like rain, spilled the last hope, waiting people will not come back, the destiny has been exhausted, the waiting of thousands of years air.

After a round of residual sun like blood, the woman's face began to age gradually. At the beginning, the soft red light rose to stop the aging trend. However, the body of the woman instead began to disappear, the stars scattered, and disappeared a little Between heaven and earth.

"At the end of reincarnation, has he ever thought that there is still a woman waiting silently for him in that distant place"

Is it questioning or reluctance, the last voice echoed in the tomb, the ancient sage moved, the endless pain flashed between the closed eyes, the trembling hand tried to grab it, but the scroll broke at this moment, the piano sound Only, the years are ruthless, Wan Zai has passed away, everything is gone, and I ca n’t keep it anymore.

The ancient sage, so high above, at this moment it is no different from the ordinary man who has lost his beloved. The tears slipped quietly, silently, the sky and earth were silent for a moment, and even the stars dared not shine again.

Sighing softly, echoing in the void, the twin saints did n’t say much, reaching for the piano in front of the woman, the sadness in the eyes could not be melted away, and at the next moment, the body of the old saint gradually began to disappear, cold The wind rose and was desolate.

The ancient realm fell from the sky, the void was still, and Vientiane returned to calm, as if it had never appeared.

Ning Chen took over the ancient realm and sighed in his heart. It was just a scene of the shadow of the ancient sage and the mirror image printed in the ancient realm. However, he still felt the sense of oppression beyond the world.

Even such an existence, in the face of the passing of Hong Yan, is also helpless, and the years are ruthless, no one can resist.

He did n’t know what happened ten thousand years ago, but, without a doubt, Gu Zhixian came back late, and did n’t even see the last face of Hong Yan.

The seventh gate has been opened, and there are two coffins in the stone room, but they are all empty.

For the ancient sages, the most important thing is the woman, who could not be a long-time companion during her lifetime, and must stay with him after her death, even if only two empty coffins can be buried.

"Go," Prince Yan said calmly.

"En" Ning Chen nodded and said softly.

The two left the tomb and walked toward the Yang tomb. This time, Prince Yan did not let Ning Chen follow, but entered the Yang tomb.

Since the Yin grave is buried with the coffin of the ancient sage, the Yang tomb is just a fake tomb, and no one knows what dangers there are in it.

Half an hour later, the eastern sky, dawn was approaching, and the night was about to pass. Prince Yan walked out, waved his hand and brought Ning Chen, and rushed towards the north.

Qinghong opened the way, the speed of the two was extremely fast, and a dazzling light was drawn between heaven and earth. At the moment when the sky fire came, another sword flew out of the sword frame, and the three swords were in the same day, blocking the prestige of the sky fire.

Wulin, the flash of light flashed over, and rushed in instantly. At the next moment, the gate of the mansion opened and the two disappeared.

The three swords were ruhong, one by one fell into the sword frame, and Prince Yan waved his hand and sent the two drug kings to Ning Chen.

"In addition to the one you obtained before, you should be able to sustain it for a while. In these days, you must hurry up and practice, as soon as possible to impact the congenital realm."

The power of Phoenix Blood will continue to be consumed, and the three drug kings are the best supplements, as long as they can be congenital, there will be a turning point.

Ning Chen should step down and start to retreat with the three drug kings. He is only in the middle of the ninth grade now, far away from the congenital, and he must seize the time.

Prince Yan stayed in the mansion for two days, and then left.

The rest of the road depends on Ning Chen. He can only do so much.

Three days later, on the earth in the southeast, the sound of rumbling sounded, and the two large tombs slowly sank into the ground, and the waves of fire and Yin Qi converged, disappearing as the tomb disappeared.

Legends that belong to thousands of years ago will eventually go away in the middle of the years. Each era has its own legend, and the past will never come back.

Before Ning Chen closed his doors, he had explained everything for Da Xia.

The northern Mongolian army is sharper day by day. One hundred thousand Tieqi is invincible in all directions. With 10,000 heavy riders destroying the destructive power, Da Xia's defeat continues.

The follow-up 80,000 troops of Northern Mongolia have basically become spectators to clear up chores and **** the grain and grass. As long as they do not attack the city, it is estimated that they will not be useful for a long time.

The 160,000 forbidden troops chased back and forth, desperately trying to intercept the pace of the Northern Mongolian army, but before being able to form a siege several times, they were rushed out by the Northern Mongolian Iron Horse.

The strength of the Daxia military is well known in the world, and North Mongolia is also trying to avoid head-on conflicts. This is after all the territory of Daxia. Both defeats and injuries. For North Mongolia without reinforcements, it is really worth the loss.

In Beiying Daying, Fan Lingyue sat in the tent, looking at the battle report sent in the past few days, frowning slightly.

Daxia's forbidden army is chasing less and less ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ looks like she was thrown away by Northern Mongolia, but she always thinks it is not that simple.

"Ling Ren" Fan Lingyue said.

A general "in" walked in, respectfully standing by.

"How far are we from the army behind us?" Fan Lingyue asked.

General "One Hundred and Twenty Miles" replied.

"How could it be so far!" Fan Lingyue frowned.

"In the past two days, the summer ban was very tight, and the soldiers had been marching, and the team behind could not keep up," the general said nervously.

"Mediocre!"

Fan Lingyue clapped on the table with a loud bang, and said angrily, "This important thing is not reported, why do you use it?"

A trembling scared by the general, he knelt down immediately and kowtowed for mercy:

"Military division spares life!"