Marquis of Grand Xia

In the fairyland, the cracked void, the fairy palaces continued to fall, smashing out huge pits one after another, and the Western fairyland, which had endured the war, fell into collapse.

In the dust and waves, several streamers sprang out and flew into the distance at a rapid speed. The fairy palace was destroyed. Many different treasures were born at the same time.

Everyone on the scene saw a shock, and immediately followed him.

The competition of time, this moment, every minute and every second is so precious, the fairy world will be destroyed, before that, you must go out in time.

"Brother Nine, this place is too dangerous. I can't take care of you anymore, please leave first"

In a hurry, Aya Luo Zhen Chuanyin told a sentence, and immediately chased towards a streamer.

The other four sons of Momen also skimmed in different directions. This trip to the fairy world was a failure. This is the last chance. Before going out, you must gain something.

"Yin'er, leave"

Ning Chen whispered, looked at the streamer flashing in the distance, then stepped on the foot, led the little girl beside him, and quickly retreated.

The streamer galloped, disappeared in an instant, and could not see the true face. Ning Chen avoided Momen Wuzi and flew towards the side alone.

In front, the cyan streamer is getting faster and faster, and the chasing figure rushes past, one after another, competing with the times and with others.

Black is in front, reaching for the blue streamer. At this moment, the blue light is at its peak, breaking through the space limit, and reaching the speed limit again. After being caught for a moment, it leaves.

"Can't escape"

Ning Chen's eyes flashed coldly, Feng Yuan rushed to the limit, under the residual sun, a black rainbow passed by, and chased up again.

In the rear, one figure after another keeps up with each other, and the gap between their respective cultivation methods gradually reveals.

At the moment when the west moon rises and the cold moon shines high, the green and black streamers passing by at the edge of the fairyland glide at the same time.

Drinking lightly in black, a sword light leaped up into the sky, turning into a rain of swords, falling in front of the blue light.

The front road was blocked, and the blue light stagnate, and quickly changed direction. However, after a moment of stagnation, the black dress in the rear had arrived, turning the palm to turn Tianluo and locking it towards the blue light.

With a bang, in the violent collision, the blue light appeared, a small boat with a big palm, and the whole body was rusty and mottled, which was eroded by the years.

"I see" Yin'er raised his head, curiously.

Ning Chen nodded and handed the boat to the little girl.

The small boat I started with is slightly cool, and the body of the bronze cast boat looks rough, not like a treasure.

"Not good." Yin'er seemed to see it, and he didn't see any clues. He pouted and handed the boat back.

Ning Chen took it, said nothing, took the little girl and walked out of the fairy world.

Suddenly, at this moment, a sackcloth figure swept to the rear, and he was so powerful that he burst out of the air.

Ning Chen felt that his footsteps were turning and the water and light were moving to a thousand feet away.

The young man in sacks snorted coldly, stepped forward, and then bullied himself.

Ning Chen's eyes squinted slightly, the figure flashed fast, and he didn't want to touch hard, just to get out.

"How long have you been hiding?"

The young man in sackery sneered. His palms were moving like thunder and his palms were bombarded again and again.

With palms continually connected and avoiding it, Ning Chen waved his hand and held the sword.

Suddenly shocked, Shi Potian shocked, in the aftermath, the black figure withdrew, a sword broke out, and Baizhang Kuanglan burst out.

"Too weak"

Young Mai turned his palms hard and shook his sword light, his breath continued to rise, stepping up, palm power condensing all directions, patting the forward.

Ning Chen took Yin'er, stepped on odd steps, moved at a rapid speed, avoided palm power, and immediately, the power of the extreme sun on the sword was surging, and the sun was truly martial arts, and came to life.

Rising sword light, ascending a hundred feet, burning the sky and boiling the sea within a hundred miles, the collapsed space is difficult to bear this force and quickly fall.

Seeing the ghost slave, his eyes cold, his hands open and closed, yin and turbulent, frosty cold, greeted the move.

There was a sudden explosion, the world and the chaos, the black clothes marked a few steps, a cold smile was bent at the corner of his mouth, and he took the steps to exit the collapsed fairy world.

"Skyfall"

Withdrawing for a moment, Taishi Jiandong, Jianguang soaring into the sky, tens of thousands of thousands, turning sharply around, the next moment, thousands of swordlights fell into the sky like a torrential rain, instantly annihilating the collapsed fairyland in front.

A sword fell in the sky, the world collapsed, the void spread, and powerful suction came out, devouring everything around.

"If you are lucky, see you in the future"

Looking at the annihilated heaven and earth in front of him, Ning Chen said lightly and immediately turned away.

Beyond the fairyland, the stars are surrounded by mist, the chaos of the four sides is difficult to distinguish, and only the sword will shine, pointing out a bright avenue in the Trek.

The familiar sword, the sword rests directly in the heart, guides the lost person, walks out of the way.

At the end of the mist, the starry sky is vast and beautiful, and the young figure in the cyan dress stands still in the world. It is handsome and refined, as if it is a fairy in the sword, which makes people unconsciously awe.

In a short while, two figures, one big and one small, stepped out and saw the person in front of them, respectfully and respectfully performed a junior ceremony.

"Which one" Prince Yan said calmly.

"Magic" Ning Chen said honestly.

Prince Yan nodded, looked at the little girl aside, and said, "Disciple?"

"En" Ning Chen answered with a light voice, patting the little girl's head, saying, "Yin'er, salute"

"Yin'er has seen seniors" Yin'er cleverly saluted.

Seeing the younger generation, Prince Yan's expression eased a little, and said, "Come here"

Yin'er looked up at the man next to him, and then walked past obediently.

Prince Yan waved his hands and stared at each other in red and blue, a little bit of glory, and an invisible sword breathed into the little girl's right hand.

"What is this?" Yin'er looked at the sword pattern on his right hand, curious.

"Sword Breath" Prince Yan said softly.

"Does he have Ning Chen?" Yin'er asked.

"His qualifications are too bad to learn, and it is a waste to give," Prince Yan said lightly.

Yin'er heard the words, smiled, smiled, looked back and made a grimace, and then once again obediently saluted.

"Why are you here?" Prince Yan looked at the junior before him.

"Following the parade of immortals, because he suspected that the Lord of Mormon might know something about resurrection, he temporarily worshipped under the Mormon door ..."

Ning Chen simply recounted what happened these days, but the matter about Zhongzhou was only taken in one sentence without much mention.

After listening patiently, Prince Yan nodded and said, "The parade of immortal corpses has existed since ancient times. This matter requires you to investigate yourself. As for the method of resurrection, you must not rush. In the hands of the strong above the Lord, with your current strength, you ca n’t compete with this existence. ”

Ning Chen was silent and did not interrupt.

"I have told you that too much obsession in your heart will affect your practice. Your body is the result of the resentment of all beings. Fortunately, you have got rid of the phoenix body and become oneself. "Why do you have to go the way Feng Feng walked?" Prince Yan frowned.

Ning Chen remained silent. After a long time, he said softly, "I can't believe the current body of the phoenix, and I don't know where the body is. The method of resurrecting the ghost girl can only be found by me."

"You can trust others, why can't you trust yourself now, the body and the body of the phoenix are self-made. Since you have chosen your own path, you should go firmly, the devil, after all, is not tolerated by the world. What you should do, then It is to continue to concentrate on cultivation until you have the power that can change everything, "Prince Yan's expression coldly responded.

In front of the mist of the star field, there are two figures standing still, with the same young face, and not much difference is seen, but, standing in front of the legend of Tsing Yi, no matter when they arrive, they are all juniors.

Between the two, the atmosphere became somewhat depressed, and Prince Yan's contempt was not only a reminder, but also a lesson for the younger inaction.

Yin'er stood aside, and the atmosphere didn't dare to come out. When she saw that she was in the realm, Ning Chen was angered and washed the whole situation of Zhongzhou. She was really worried that the two would fight with each other.

"Young people are taught, I will deal with things outside my body as soon as possible, and then concentrate on practicing." After a long time, Ning Chen respectfully saluted.

Hearing the former ’s words, Prince Yan ’s expression gradually calmed down. He continued, “That master, the cultivation is unfathomable. The true strength may be far more than today ’s performance. Your identity must not be exposed, otherwise there will be a big disaster"

"Remember the younger generation" Ning Chen responded.

"Your sword, I have seen it, it's not bad." After finishing the business, Prince Yan rarely praised it and said.

"Predecessors have a reputation"

Ning Chen's deep eyes flashed through the faint waves, paused, and said softly, "Senior, there is one thing that might trouble you to take a trip."

"What's the matter?" Prince Yan asked.

"The juniors in the Immortal Hall of the East Immortal World once got a Zhuxian sword, but when dealing with the invasion of the Tianfu, they used the gas to make it a forbidden place. Now, this sword cannot be taken out," Ning Chen said.

Prince Yan heard the words, nodded gently, and said, "I will take a trip to help you take it out when I have time."

Aside, Yin'er heard and said softly, "Senior, when you go back, can you go to Zhujian Mountain Villa and talk to my mother, I'm fine, let them not worry"

"can"

Prince Yan should say, "It's not too early. Those in the fairy world should also come out. Remember, no matter how far you go in the future, don't forget to take the time to return to Daxia to give her incense."

"Ok"

Ning Chen nodded ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ responded.

"I'm gone, treasure"

Having finished speaking, Prince Yan did not say much, and stepped away.

The blue-colored dress, no wind automatic, the legend of Da Xia contemporary, the person who leads the sword on the fate, seeks the sword in his life, listens to the sword in his life, proves the sword in his life, and leaves the fairy world once again.

The Tsing Yi, who had gone away, disappeared into the starry sky, a tall figure, dusty and lonely, no master, no sword, no one, perhaps, the legendary life, it should be lonely.

Ning Chen watched Prince Yan leave, silent and speechless.

The devil is distraught, not warm in the world, but not demented. The demon body understands clearly, so keep the words in mind.

"Ning Chen, where are we going now?" Yin'er stepped forward, holding his big hand in small hands, and asked softly.

"Back to the Star" Ning Chen said softly.