Marquis of Grand Xia

Yongye God Religion, compared to the martial arts field, the two figures are opposite, one is green-green and the other is light blue. EΩΔ┡Small "Δ 说 Ww" W.ん 1XIAOOSHUO. COM

Ranked first in the first hall, the two warriors in the second battle, immediately attracted the interest of a lot of deacons and Zonglao, came to see.

"Tongguang, please," Tanzhu laughed softly.

"Please" Ning Chen said calmly.

Sandalwood is invited to fight, it is difficult to refuse, the innate last battle before, since then there is no Sandalwood warrior in the first temple.

Sandalwood waved his hand, a green ancient sword appeared beside him, stretched out his hand to hold, Bilin started to attack.

One of the three legendary swordsmen of the gods, which reproduces the sharp edge, the glow of the green is shining, shining the world.

Ning Chen drew his sword to meet the enemy, with a long and narrow blade and a cold light.

In an instant, the sword and the sword, the sword and the sword, the elegant and elegant swordsmanship, all the vulgar, moves out of seven points, guards three points, the sword is endless, and the first is undefeated.

Ning Chen has become the same light, and the long blade in his hand makes it possible for a long time to see, the cold fronts are staggered, and the sword is full of light.

"Tongguang Warrior's sword is stronger than before" outside the martial arts field, a deacon watching the battle said.

"Well, however, the Sandalwood Battle will still be the first person in the battle, and the Tongguang Battle will want to win, which may not be big." Next, a **** pope said calmly.

"I don't know if I have a chance to see the water and shadow of Sandalwood Warrior this time" exclaimed.

"It's very difficult, the war against the light should not have this strength," the old Pope said next to him.

The conversation between the two is also a question that everyone in the heart wants to know. Outside the martial arts field, everyone watching is seriously watching the fiercer confrontation in the field, wanting to see, one year later, the two generals What changes in strength.

At the same time as Ning Chen's long blade meets the enemy, he also focuses his attention on the people around him. He doesn't care about the outcome of this battle. He cares more about learning more information.

Innate spiritual knowledge covers the entire Bianwuchang. Everyone's words fell into his ears, and the first time he heard the name Shuiguang Yingshen, he couldn't help but wonder.

Pressing the mind, Ning Chen's sword is three points faster, recruiting enemies and forcing the people in front of him.

Sandalwood eyes flashed a strange color, seeing the former exerting his full strength, he no longer hides, stepping on his feet, the figure is illusory, and the water and light flow has disappeared.

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes, concentrated on it, and watched the mystery of the body.

Swords confront each other. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false. The cold blade crossed, the water shattered, and the invisible dissipated.

The exquisite body is fascinating, and the combination of quickness and skill shows the power of martial arts.

In the jingling sound of the ears, the sword had been fighting dozens of moves. A moment later, a green sword appeared silently on Ning Chen's chest, approaching the danger of half a step, and stopped.

After the battle is over, the sandalwood battle will be won again.

"I lost" Ning Chen calmly said.

"This year, you have made a lot of progress" Tan Tanzhu will close his sword and smile gently.

"Unfortunately it is still not your opponent," Ning Chen replied.

"I'm two years old when you're older, and I take up a lot of cheap. With your savvy, I'll be with me someday."

After that, Tanzhu stopped for a moment, and immediately continued, "This may be our last discussion, I will soon step into the congenital realm, to fill the position of the clan, you will fight with Wujun in the future, you have to be more careful "

"En" Ning Chen nodded and responded.

The two separated, returning to their own palace, and the deacons and Zonglao around Biwuchang also dispersed, returning to their respective positions.

Ten days later, the Second Temple of Yongye was sent out with orders, and ordered to fight with the warrior as soon as possible.

After accepting the order, Ning Chen was silent for a moment. Although he hadn't found a better time, he knew he couldn't wait any longer.

In the middle of the night, Ning Chen, who was restored to his true state, covered his breath with a scroll of chaos. According to the observations of these days, he quickly rushed towards the First Temple.

The plain clothes passed by, and the guards patrolling the gods didn't notice it. A strong man who was born in the third robbery was definitely not such ordinary guards.

Ning Chen knew that Zong Qianqiu had always been sitting in the Second Temple. Under normal circumstances, it would not appear, so as long as he was not close to the Second Temple, he was temporarily safe.

In front of the majestic First Temple, the two Jiu Pin peak battles will be guarded in front of the gate, observing every move around.

At this moment, the sword light flashed, and the two warlords only felt the flower in front of them, and then no longer felt.

At the same time, the blood of the strong gods of the gods hidden in the dark swelled and opened his mouth, but he could no longer speak.

The door of the temple opened, and Ning Chen walked into it, swept through the spiritual consciousness, and stepped forward step by step.

Nuo Da's palace is now empty, empty above the throne.

In the main hall, it was cold and clear, there was no valuable present, Ning Chen did not stay much, and walked quickly towards the back of the hall.

"you……"

The figure that suddenly appeared, and the words in his mouth had to be spoken in the future, was a sword to seal the throat, falling into the dust.

His eyes could not be looked at until he died, and I wondered how the people in front of him broke into the gods and how they concealed the eyes of so many people.

In the shrine, there is no congenital strongman, the strongest is only the ninth peak or half-step congenital, but such a person does not pose any threat to Ning Chen, and even has no chance to speak under the confusion.

A long stretch of road was full of fallen figures, blood dripping down the promenade.

Suddenly, a strange sound rang out, Ning Chen was all around, the scene was abrupt, and countless bones appeared in all directions, coming close.

The dense white bones can't see the head at a glance, thousands of people, people can't help but scalp numbness.

"Is it illusory?"

Ning Chen's expression did not change, his long sword entered the ground, his right hand pressed down, and the powerful sword intentionally shattered, the surrounding bones suddenly turned into fly ash, and the smoke disappeared.

However, after the bones disappeared, thousands of Yin soldiers converged between heaven and earth.

Ning Chen's face condensed, and Yin Bing borrowed that this scene he had seen in the mansion three years ago, did not want to see it again today.

This time, without the help of Xiaobaima, Ning Chen held his sword, his body flashed into streamer and disappeared into the Yin soldiers. In an instant, the sword moved like a wind, and the broken body flew off.

"Keng"

Sword Ge confronted, the headless knight appeared in battle, waved the battle Ge in his hand, and hindered the pace of the former.

The four battles are seamlessly coordinated, and the horseshoes are stepping on, which is powerful.

Looking at the shadowy soldiers around him again, Ning Chen did not want to drag any more. The sword Shuanghua condensed in his hand, the snow drifted across the sky, and the snow quickly decided to get started.

"Three Thousand Miles of Sword Snow"

Ling Li Jian Yi, came out with the extreme freezing air, the Yin soldiers and headless knights around him instantly frozen, the next moment, the sword was exploded, and the frozen figure burst into pieces.

At the same moment, the array of illusions could not bear the ultimate power, the square array of beads collapsed, and the surrounding space immediately turned back to reality.

Ning Chen didn't know whether the movement of Fang Cai had alarmed the gods and others, and he didn't dare to delay. He moved quickly and swept forward.

In the second hall of Yongye, in front of the chess board in the crisscross world, he was meditating silently for a long time, when he was about to settle, suddenly, his eyes flashed coldly, and his figure disappeared instantly.

The first shrine, after crossing the illusion array, Ning Chen finally broke into the core hidden place of Yongye God Religion.

The Tiange Pavilion is very wide, and there are countless scriptures in the pavilion. However, the truly precious martial arts have prohibitions and guards, which are easy to identify.

Ning Chen spread his spiritual consciousness, and soon found what he was looking for, forcibly broke the prohibition with a sword, and picked it up and left.

At this moment, in Ning Chen's body, the volume of chaos trembles violently, as if sensing something.

"Tianshu?"

Ning Chen's expression changed, and according to the induction, a sword cut open the obstacles in front of her and hurried forward.

After Baizhuantian Pavilion, the Temple of Nothingness, the boundless land of nothingness and chaos, in the hall, the silver light echoed between heaven and earth, forming a world of its own.

In the void, a classic book shining with black brilliance floats up and down, as dark as ink, engulfing the surrounding light like a black hole.

The Eternal Night Divine Scripture, the legend records the history of the innumerable years of divine religion, and its size is exhaustive.

After seeing the ancient books in the void, Ning Chen's internal turbulence became more and more violent. His heart was shocked, his figure flashed, and he immediately bullied him.

However, just before approaching, around the Yongye Gods, Guanghua Dasheng blocked the way.

In the old days, Wu Jun used the scrolls of chaos to peek into the secrets of the gods in order to protect the moon from vandalism.

Ning Chen noticed the powerful breath that was coming from afar, no longer hidden, the whole body breath rose, gathered the surrounding functions on the sword, and the sword was broken.

A violent thunder sounded, and Guanghua was banned from appearing cracks, which immediately collapsed.

Ning Chen stepped forward, grabbed the Yongye Divine Scripture, but never thought that at this moment, a terrible breath that had never been felt came, a horror, and it appeared in the air.

With no warning, Ning Chen had no time to avoid it, and the Hengjian resisted, but he saw that the sword was broken, the blood was flowing, and the plain white body flew out with blood.

One move was seriously wounded, and the terrible powerhouse did not show up. It was only a retained move that had shown shocking terror strength.

"It turned out to be you, what a big burden." At this moment, Long Qianqiu came and saw the figure of serious injury, killing Ling Xundao.

Ning Chen didn't say a word, tolerate his severely injured body, and turned to escape.

"Can you escape"

Qian Qianqiu snorted ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Catch up quickly, the blue spell in his hand flew out, and Lei Hai descended.

Ning Chen waved his sword to block the move, cut off the sword and continued his attack, and regretted the thunder that was coming.

With a loud bang, Su Bai's figure fell down from the sky and smashed into the lower hall, raising the dust all over the sky.

Longitudinal Qianqiu walked down from the air and waved thunder and dust away, but no one was there.

"The Lord of the Palace" Can Feng and the five Divine Guardians rushed over, please order.

"Searching one by one, he was seriously injured and he can't run far," said Qian Qianqiu coldly.

"Yes"

Can Feng and the five gods and guards respectfully lead the way.

Behind a temple not far away, Ning Chen covered his mouth and vomited a blood, stained his entire sleeve, and staggered several times. It seemed that he might faint at any time, and the power of his palm was terrible.