Marquis of Grand Xia

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Lengyue is like a hook, hanging for nine days, with a touch of coldness. The summer falls from late autumn to winter, and half of the territory has begun to freeze.

In the battlefield on the west side, the army of Yongye Gods invaded in large numbers, the Black Water Army was held back by the gods, the Shenwu army plundered, and more than one hundred thousand troops attacked in different battlefields. At the peak of the battle, the generals will join forces to protect the team and temporarily trap Daxia Junshen.

The details of the Yongye Gods Church are deeply frightening. The pinnacle of the Ninth Grade is placed on the earth ’s big school, which is regarded as a worship level. However, only the second hall of the Yongye Gods walked out of such an amazing number of powerful people.

Longitudinaki has been preparing for this moment for a long time, and the formation of the formation is extremely powerful, as strong as the Great Xia Junshen, and it is difficult to break through for a while.

The Great Xia Imperial City, the void turned, and the figures came out one after another, the breath was heaven and earth, terrible.

The head of the person, a light purple light fur, a beautiful face, a little indifferent, behind him, twelve figures lined up, standing there alone, it gives a terrifying feeling over the mountains.

Shenwuwei, the guardian of the second hall of Yongye, was educated by secret methods from generation to generation, and each generation had only twelve people.

The congenital realm is a huge sky above the martial arts, and it is difficult to cross it. However, two people of this generation of martial arts have passed.

The Shenwuwei's skill is special, and the blue and white armor is also different. There are complicated patterns on the top and bottom. Each training one will cost an unimaginable huge price, even if it is a deep night god. It's also difficult.

However, the combat power of Shenwuwei is quite amazing, and each one is comparable to innate, especially the two leaders who have entered the innate are even more terrible.

After the appearance of Qian Qianqiu and others, Haowu Wangfu, Taizhi Gongfu, in the palace, Xia Ziyi, Taizhi Gong, Liming also sensed, flickered into the air.

"Are you three?" Qian Qianqiu glanced and said.

"Don't be here, you shouldn't be here" Tai Chi Gong stepped forward and said coldly.

"The first innate birth? Even the capital of Confucianism has been reduced to this point, it seems that the Confucianism that once flourished has not fallen," said Qian Qianqiu lightly.

In the academy, two powerful figures confronted each other. One was Dean Tiancang and the other was Yongye Wujun. The atmosphere collided within a ten-foot radius, forming an absolute taboo field.

Not far away, in an ordinary small courtyard, the Confucius got up and picked up the lamp. The old body began to have a trace of rickets. Two years later, the Confucius was even older.

In the battle between the academy and the imperial city, the Confucius had no control. After hearing the voice of the world, they sighed gently. They did not know that the decline of the Confucianism was not the force, but the hearts of the people.

As for the reason why the Confucian congenital has become less and less for thousands of years, the reason lies with him.

"Teacher, you have just broken through, the state is not stable yet, let's come Ziyi," Xia Ziyi walked out calmly.

"Be careful" who is too wise and not brave, told him.

"Yep"

Xia Ziyi responded with a clasp, and the surplus autumn waters gathered together, and an antique sword appeared.

Confucianism is the famous frontier, the silence of autumn.

Behind, Lime turned over and took out the silver gun body and blade, and after standing together, stood aside, ready to shoot at any time.

"Hua Zhuang" said indifferently.

In the voice, a beautiful figure walked out, dressed in a blue-and-white suit, with a calm look and a meticulous smile.

Huazhuang, one of the two innate strong men of the twelve gods and guards of this generation.

After Huazhuang, the five figures walked out together and surrounded Daxia Haowu Wang together.

Six Divine Guardians Ling Li stood in the void, and the battle shirts had their lines on and off, so that half-step congenitals had innate ability to step into the sky.

Headed by Huazhuang, Xiuwei is the second innate. After the suit is added, the breath is even more powerful and terrifying.

Long waves of Qiu Qiu, a glory fell on the six people, and suddenly, the breath of the six people is more than three points, which is frightening.

Too public, Liming looks dignified, while paying attention to this battle, he is also alerting the rest.

"Kill" Huazhuang ordered quietly, the battle halberd started, swept forward one step, shook the world halberd, and the world was eclipsed.

Xia Ziyi's look remained the same, her body's aura burst, white light rose, autumn water streamed, and a sword greeted her, shaking the halberd.

There was a loud bang, the void was shocked, and a terrible wave of turbulence blew open, shaking the earth and earth.

At the same moment, the remaining five people deceived themselves, slashing their swords and killing them.

The formation of six people is comparable to the terrible combat power of the third innate apocalypse. At this moment, it is undoubtedly fierce, killing all the light and constantly flashing.

Killing the game, the silence of the autumn water is no longer silent, blooming a dazzling brilliance, heavy halberd light, heavy sword light, fast sword light, faster sword light.

The game of six people, for a time, was totally unsuccessful. Only Xia Ziyi, who was born second in a row, showed the fighting power of people's eyes, subverting the world's long-standing cognition.

"Oh?"

There was a flash of different colors in the eyes of the longest thousand eyes, but I didn't expect that King Xia Hao Wu could do so.

If Ningchen is here, there will certainly be no surprises. Although the former great Xia prince, although he was kind and unsuitable to be an emperor, he was a real generation of arrogance. The rest of the younger generation left behind.

Xia Ziyi doesn't like fighting, so, in the eyes of the world, it is not so dazzling. Compared with the underworld, the son of the god, the sword of the deserted city, the light is much worse, but if it is true strength, it is great Xia Haowu was never weaker than anyone, even better.

With five knives, Huazhuang gave up the only attack, the divine power added to the halberd power, and there was a huge explosion.

Xia Ziyi's sword was closed, and Wan Fumo opened, and her whole body was dazzling and dazzling, and the sky of the entire imperial city was as bright as day, and the swords were thousands of lines, and the sky was sinking.

"Remnant wind"

Seeing that the people in the formation were unshakable, Qian Qianqiu was transferred again and called another innate.

The residual wind walked out, and the remaining five **** guards also came out, the figure flashed and stepped into the battle.

The silver gun light traversed and stopped six people. Lime plunged into the battle. Taizhigong could no longer continue to observe. He opened the Confucian gold scroll and helped Lime meet the battle.

The swords, swords and swords are staggered, and the silver gun body swallows to go back to the swallow.

The two who fought bravely attracted the ultimate physique, protecting the millennium dynasty and millions of people below.

However, the strongest man had not yet shot, his cold eyes flashed gloriously, he walked through the battle step by step, raised his right hand, and the Tao spells spread out, flying to the distance, forming a huge formation above the sky.

In the Temple of Heaven, three dark dragon guards embroidered with gold patterns on their clothes knelt down in the hall and asked those above the dragon chair to order the opening of the heritage of the town and country.

"Pretty" Xia Mingri got up and said.

The three dark dragon guards bowed deeply and their figures flashed and disappeared into the hall.

Before long, under the palace, the earth swelled, much more than the purple luck of the fire dynasty, but several strong breaths appeared. At the next moment, an old figure opened his eyes, just glanced at the sky. And stepped forward.

The desolate breath of the ancients rippled on the old man, although powerful, but also short-lived, the last light of life was only allowed to bloom once, and it was fleeting.

"Congratulations to Xiaoyu Emperor"

Xia Mingyue knelt down and bowed to the people for the first time since ascending the throne.

King Xiaoxia Xiaoyu, the only brother of the thirteenth generation of Ming Dynasty in the old days, joined hands to protect Daxia for 40 years.

During the killing, Xia Ziyi felt the blood of the old man who belonged exclusively to the royal family. His body was shocked, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"Good"

The old man glanced at Chu Ziyi, who had fought bravely in the battle, and there was a faint euphoria flashing on his old face, and the royal bloodline did not disappoint him.

Seeing the appearance of the old man, Qian Qianqiu's brows were wrinkled.

"Yanyin and Yang, Four Elephants, No Sun in All Directions, Thunder and Thunder"

Thousands of years of hands cling to her hands, but when the thunderous thunder sounds, the sky rolls and roars, and the thunder and thunder are chopped down, crisscrossing and crisscrossing the surrounding sea.

The power of the spell, trembling in the world, when the thunder came, Xiaoyu King's feet moved, immediately before the Yongye division, shot with a palm, surging palm power roaring, trembling in all directions.

After a thousand years of turning, he turned his palms to stop the move, and with a loud bang, he stepped back three times in a row.

"The background of Da Xia is really extraordinary, but unfortunately it can't last long."

The thunder came into the world, and the dazzling thunder and light, the figure of Xiaoyu King moved quickly, constantly changing between the thunder, avoiding the outdated, and turning his palms to regret, however, each time the block, the breath will be weak.

Longitudinal Chiu saw that the person in front of him could not hold on for long, had no choice to touch hard, trapped the enemy with lightning, and waited for the moment when the former disappeared.

"Too deceptive"

During the game, Xia Ziyi felt that Xiaoyu's ancestor's breath was weakening, and his anger couldn't be suppressed anymore.

Huazhuang et al. Felt a sudden increase in pressure, and a Shenwuwei sword flashed in front of his eyes, and then he looked back.

Xia Ziyi resisted a halberd, swooped out of the kill formation, and immediately came to the front of Qian Qianqiu, a sword fell, and the autumn water swayed three thousand feet.

When Qian Qianqiu withdrew his body ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ flashed the sword, his right hand flashed, and four spells flew out, reappearing the magic technique.

"Yanyin and Yang, four elephants, no sun in all directions, Qiankun borrowed the law"

The four flame gods will appear in the world, the flame **** will be ten feet tall, and a punch will be thrown. The terror heat wave will instantly burn the surrounding air. The **** will drop the ordinary dust. Frightened.

At this moment, the distant sky, ghost spirit spread, in the quiet bell, one person and one sedan came slowly, beside the ghost sedan, a familiar figure appeared, plain white clothes, hunting and dancing in the wind.

At this moment, everyone in the world was shocked, looking at the figure beside the ghost chair, his face unbelievable.

Feeling the dangerous breath of the coming person, Yan Tianshi's expression dimmed down and said, "You, name"