Marquis of Grand Xia

The Great Xia Imperial City, the destiny of Hou Mansion, is getting closer and closer to the day of the war, but the Hou Mansion is surprisingly calm. The Hou Man Study, Ning Chen, spends most of his time quietly restoring and adjusting interest rates, preparing for the upcoming World War I. .

Mu Chengxue came, and there was more and more silence. In many cases, he didn't say a word, but just stood quietly in the room, looking at the direction of the palace, falling into memory and contemplation.

Xia Ziyi was closed, and the magic atmosphere was heavy inside and outside the secret room. The emperor was in the devil and tried his best to win the last hope for the world.

In the crucial battle, the three men carry the sustenance of many powerful men in the world. The power of Pluto's horror is so terrible that no one can see the slightest light. This battle will be the most crucial match between humans and gods.

In the study room, if you pity to push the door in, bring the bitter tea cooked and put it next to the fatalist.

"Your grandfather, does your head hurt?" Ruoxi's beautiful face flashed unbearably, softly.

"It's okay, it's okay," Ning Chen opened his eyes and said calmly.

If you regret taking bitter tea, your eyes will not shed tears consciously, saying, "If you have a low status, Hou Ye will not abandon you and stay in the Hou Mansion, you would not have been qualified to say anything, but if you still plead for Hou Ye, no matter what Must come back alive "

She knows that the enemy Hou Ye is facing this time is different from the past. This is a true god. No matter the myth or reality, mankind has never won.

Ning Chen got up, walked to the window, looked at the blood moon high above the sky, and said, "If it is a pity, do you know when it is the darkest night?"

If you swayed, whispered, "I don't know"

Ning Chen flashed tiredness in his eyes and sighed, "It's before dawn"

This is his last responsibility. The world needs a hope. He cannot guarantee that he can come back alive. However, even if they can't come back, they will leave a trace of light to the world. The world cannot be destroyed, and the dawn will finally come. <>

The hometown of the West Buddha, and the demon temple, the three-legged temple of the God Palace, outside the Tianfo Mountain, a blue Chinese clothing figure came out, beyond the extraordinary temperament, it is eye-catching.

"Dongzhou Shenzhou, Prince Xia Yan, please see Guangzun" Before Foshan, Prince Yan stopped and calmly said.

"Now come to see, you should know the rules of Foshan, please join the battle." A Foshan machine, m.

Prince Yan stepped forward, his face calm as water, and no waves were seen.

A Man followed the sword frame quietly behind him, a breath of simple sword flowed, and Drow was extraordinary.

The three formations in Foshan are the tests that unsolicited people have to pass to see Guangzun. For hundreds of years, only one person has succeeded.

In the first burst, the demon practiced the formation, and the clear sky saw the moon.

However, the two had gone through refining, without any stay, blocking the countless days of arrogance, and actually failed to play a half role.

"How could this be the case?" The master of the Discipline Pavilion frowned, and the Buddha's face was suspicious, and he flashed puzzled.

Foshan Wanzai years, there have been countless days of arrogance, and he has suffered all the hardships in this mental demon formation, and he is the first to see such a situation.

In the second formation of Foshan, four Bodhisattvas appeared, with a strong breath and amazing brilliance. Each of them was infinitely close to the third natural disaster. Only by the looting, they could successfully step in.

The bodhisattva is blocking the road, and the road ahead is not clear. Only when you cross it can you see the face of the Buddha.

"Aman" Prince Yan said quietly.

Aman nodded, put down the sword stand on his body, without a word, retreated obediently out of the battle.

"The four imperial courts of Jingfeng Pavilion, the master of recruiting masters" stepped forward and said. <>

"please"

Prince Yan reached out and politely said.

Please write down, the atmosphere will be condensed, the war will start, the four royals will compete, the first battle will be the contemporary legend of Daxia.

The blue and red double only, the dazzling brilliance is dazzling, the four people move, the indestructible Vajra body shakes the double swords, and the sound of engagement sounds.

Prince Shuang's double swords are against Si Yu. The swords are brisk, heavy and transient, and the sword is constantly changing. There is no stagnation, attack, fierce force, defense, and no dripping water.

The sword on the Divine Sword reappears the unparalleled sharp edge, the powerful four monks of the Buddha, it is difficult to stand up to the upper hand for a while.

"There is such a stunning sword in the world." In the distance, the eyes of the spectator of the Jingfeng Pavilion flashed in wonder. Such extraordinary swordsman, even in the hometown of West Buddha, is only a handful.

At this moment, the sky's brilliance gathered, and an illusory light and shadow appeared. Although the face could not be seen clearly, the powerful and extraordinary coercion invisibly explained the identity of the person who came.

The commander of the "Guangzun" commandment, the commander of the Jingfeng Pavilion, saluted and respectfully said.

"Competition, commandments, the two of you watching the battle carefully, may be able to have unexpected help for the cultivation of the two of you," a light voice came out in the light and shadow, said.

"Yes"

The two took orders and answered.

The light and shadow dissipated, and the coercion dissipated. The masters of the Pavilion Pavilion and the Jingfeng Pavilion stood up and looked at the distant battle. This time, they were more serious.

In the four impoverished arrays, the dimming light exchanged by the double swords drew a dazzling splendor. Compared with the four imperial buddhas, the blue and red are lighter, thicker and more changing, and they are shocking.

Quickly, like the afterimage of the wind, when serious, the battle is broken, and the four heroes are four to one. However, the more and more shocked the Vietnam War, the more the war retreats. <>

"Si Yu is about to lose"

In the distance, the master of Jingfeng Pavilion sighed softly. This person obviously has not yet exerted his full strength, only the martial arts has made Si Yu difficult to support. This swordsman from a foreign land has never lost his real strength in Foshan. The cabinet masters.

Whether it is Si Yu is too weak, but under the suppression of the two swords in this person's hands, not even half of the power can be played.

Fast, accurate, simple but amazing moves, the position of each sword will not be the same, which is really eye-opening.

Watching a sword for a lifetime, today, Fang Shijian takes the sword.

In the battle, but Wen Kuangran rang loudly, and the green sword was breaking the predicament, and one of them flew out, and the sword edge sealed his throat. Before an inch, he stopped.

"Success" Prince Yan calmly said.

"Amitabha, please." The four men closed their hands and respectfully gave way.

"Thank you"

Prince Yan thanked her, waved her hand, and returned to the sheath, stepping forward.

A Man stepped forward to carry his sword frame again, smiled at the four people, and followed.

"Sister, don't look at it," the head of the Golden Bodhisattva glanced at the woman behind him and said.

The woman withdrew her gaze, and there was a pity of regret on her face, saying, "This girl is really a talent for Buddha cultivation, but it's a pity."

"The state of mind is clear, no matter which path of cultivation you take, it will be the most beautiful jade. If this girl is destined to me in Foshan, she will come again in the future," said the golden body Buddha calmly.

The two people who went far away did not hear the Bodhisattva's dialogue. The third battle in Foshan was the most difficult test before facing Guangzun.

Foshan is at the top, stepping into the battle, but there is no one in front of him. Prince Yan looks anxious and waits patiently.

At this moment, there was a rain of heaven, a lotus on the ground, a golden Buddha light, and a dazzling dazzle. Then, a bright figure fell slowly, the atmosphere was holy, and the Buddha was solemn.

"The last level, please," the Buddha said.

"please"

Seeing that the passers-by were extraordinary, Prince Yan's expression also dimmed, and his right hand waved, the sword trembling, Ning Yuan flew out, and immediately a powerful force penetrated into the body, the body was fully open, and it was ascending.

The Buddha moves, and the lotus grows step by step. He rises under the earth continuously. At the next moment, in the rain of the Buddha, a stream of light passes by, and the body of Yuan Yuanling is astonishing.

Prince Yan swiped his sword to block the move, and with a bang, the two of them surrounded him, and the lotus continued to shatter, turning into golden stars and drifting away.

The Buddha palm shakes the Divine Front, one is as heavy as Mount Tai, and the other is Shen Ruo Ningyuan. The most extreme strong and powerful confrontation is a contest of moves, and it can be measured.

There are arrogances in the world, such as the legend of Daxia and the mythology of the sword in the deserted city, which cannot be measured by cultivation, especially when the sword is in hand, it is almost synonymous with undefeated.

The Buddha is also extraordinary. The sword is shaken by the palm. Between the moves, the wind does not fall. The sword is fast, the palm is fast, the sword is strong, and the palm is strong.

There were dozens of confrontations in a blink of an eye, and the two were still difficult to win or lose. The sword palm clashed, the aftermath stirred, and the lotus was gone.

"Bodhicitta Zen, in one thought"

The Buddha is now striking, and the scattered lotus is re-condensed, and he reads the testimony and reproduces the supreme Buddha Dharma.

The **** is manifested, turning around the two constantly, Wan Lian responds, sheds a tremendous light, illuminates Foshan,

"A sword is forbidden, there is no way in the world"

Prince Yan swept the sword and condensed the element, the same extreme trick, the endless black brilliance spread out, the prohibition of martial arts and the way to reproduce the world.

Suddenly shocked, the two retreated together, and then the Buddha light rose again, and a golden scroll fell from the sky.

The golden rolls spread out, and the characters of the Buddha flew out of the sky, one word and one mantra, or turned into the eyebrows of Bodhisattva, or turned the anger of the King Kong, the legendary sacred move of the Buddha, manifested in the body of the Buddha.

"My Buddha is merciful, I can live the world without frustration"

Ten Thousand Buddhas enter the world, the Dharma Proof Avenue, the sky of Buddha light, illuminate the world, the most holy move, come down.

Prince Yan's eyes squinted, Ning Yuan shocked, three swords flew out of the sword rack not far away, and Ning Yuan trembles, and turned into a meteor into the sky.

"Four swords live, the world and the sky fall together"

The sword light fell, and the move of the world reappeared. At once, the four swords shook the four sides, the Foshan dragged, and the hundred feet of the earth collapsed.

The two poles touched each other, the world was miserable, the top of Foshan, the mountains and rocks were constantly cracking, crisscrossing, reaching thousands of feet away.

Dust is falling off ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The turbulent Foshan has returned to calm, regardless of the outcome of the battle, and the final chapter is over.

"The extraordinary swordsman" Buddha said.

"Glorious honor" Prince Yan calmly said.

"Ah"

The Buddha smiled faintly, but in the dazzling brilliance, the appearance of the Buddha changed, and a young man who took the Buddha out came out, with a powerful breath, which was many times more than that.

Guangzun, Guangzun, the head of Tianfo Mountain, the strongest of the Three Great Disasters, the Supreme Buddha of West Buddha juxtaposed with the Lord of the Demon Temple and the Lord of the Jingong Palace, and finally has its own law.

"It's so young." A Man saw Guangzun's appearance and glanced curiously, then could not help but whispered.

Guang Zun chuckled, such a clear-minded girl, for the first time since he entered the Three Great Disasters, it was the first time he saw someone who had no sense of his coercion. .

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