Marquis of Grand Xia

Feng Yuanxing, Tianyu Peak, a fairyland in the snow all year round, on the peak, an apricot tree is full of white flowers, and it is not withered in the wind and snow.

Wonders of the world, apricot flowers blooming in the wind and snow, white and clean, better than the cold snow.

Under the Xinghua tree, a woman in a plain white skirt stood still, her eyes closed, and she seemed to blend into the world.

The human language talker, the only human being rumored to be able to communicate with the world, is comparable to the existence of gods and Buddhas, and has been admired by the world since ancient times.

Or by coincidence, perhaps it is God ’s preference for women. For thousands of years, every generation of Tianyu speakers is a woman, and there has never been a man.

Down the mountain, Ning Chen took Yin'er to walk, and out of respect, chose to hike up the mountain.

On the mountain peak, the woman seemed to be unaware, she still closed her eyes and watched the world, feeling the pain of three thousand red dust.

Half a day later, Ning Chen came up to the mountain, looked at the woman under the apricot tree, politely, and said, "In Xing Ningchen, I have seen the Heavenspeaker"

The woman turned and looked at the person in front of her, calmly saying, "Come"

The unspeakable tone of the celestial utterance under the tree seems to greet a friend who hasn't seen for many years. There is no sense of disobedience, which makes people unconsciously lower their guard.

Ning Chen nodded and said, "I'm taking the liberty to visit and disturb me. When I come down, I'm the one who asks for something."

"Speak," the woman said calmly.

"I want to know if there is a way to unseal the sky after the self-proclaimed spirit."

"Yes, I will be able to do it," the Skyspeaker said calmly.

Ning Chen heard the words, the deep eyes flashed a stream of light, and said, "Please also ask the Tianyu people to help"

"It is not necessary to help each other, but you need to be able to prove that you will not be the root cause of the disaster," the Skyspeaker replied.

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed and said, "What do you mean?"

"Demon, ruthless by nature, hobby killing, you are the most special demon I have ever seen, but it is still a demon, this fact cannot be changed"

The Skyspeaker looked at the young man in front of him and calmly said, "So far, you have been able to maintain reason, which is indeed unusual, but you have to prove to me that your reason and intelligence have never been lost."

Ning Chen sighed in his heart that he had been very careful to cover up the magic energy with Fengyuan, but he still could not conceal the people in front of him, the celestial utterer, well-deserved reputation.

"How do you prove it?" After a moment, Ning Chen suppressed his thoughts and looked at it.

The Sky Talker stepped out from under the tree and calmly said, "If you stand under the apricot tree and the sun sets, if you can walk out with your own reason, I will promise to help you. If you can't, just leave, Sky Talker can't help a May be a demon to the world at any time "

Ning Chen heard the words, looked at the apricot tree, frowning, the apricot tree blooming in the snow, it was really strange.

Yin'er gripped the former's hand nervously and refused to let go.

"No hindrance"

Ning Chen comforted a little, let go of the little girl's hand, and walked forward step by step.

At the wrong moment, the Skyspeaker spoke, admonishing, "Remember meditation, don't let the devil affect the reason"

"Thank you"

Ning Chen should go down, and immediately walked under the apricot tree.

The demon walked in, and at the next moment, the apricot tree that was still calm and abnormal suddenly changed, swaying, the white flowers floating in the sky fluttered, turned into tiangang, and twirled between the heavens and the earth.

Yin'er saw her face, her face was anxious, and just before she stepped forward, she was stopped by the Skyspeaker.

"Don't get close, this is the power of the law, your cultivation is too low to bear."

The celestial speaker looked at the apricot tree with white flowers in front and whispered.

"Senior Talker, Ning Chen will be fine. He is a good person and never kills innocents," Yin'er looked at the people around him anxiously.

"As long as he doesn't care about the world, there will be nothing wrong"

The celestial speaker looked at the figure under the Xinghua tree, and it was useless to break the little girl ’s lie with good intentions. The resentment of the devil was clearly visible under the Xinghua tree. Such a strong grievance showed how much the devil was contaminated Blood.

What happened in the past is right or wrong. She did not see it with her own eyes, and she was not qualified to judge. Now the demon in front of her is still sensible, and it is worth testing for her. Hope, the result will not let her down.

The apricot tree is swaying, the white flowers are in the sky, and it is constantly coiling. It is so beautiful, but it is dangerous to keep people away.

The celestial speaker looks at the front, twists his fingers, recites the mantra, and whispers softly to the celestial language.

The snow peaks wind and wind, the white flowers fall into the sky, and the first spoken celestial utterance shines around the body, and a piece of blue silk flutters with the wind, just like a fairy is on the verge of life.

Under the apricot tree, Ning Chen groaned, the magical energy surged, the magic was fully stimulated, the black hair broke through the shackles, and hunted wildly.

Outside the apricot flowers flying all over the sky, Yin'er's small hands clenched tightly, making her nervous.

On the mountain, snowflakes and white flowers continue to hover, and it is no longer clear. The beautiful people are enchanting. Among the white flowers, the devil has withstood the most terrible magic test of this life.

"Uh"

In the painful mumble, the blood of the corner of the devil's mouth dropped a little, which is the most direct conflict between the devil and the reason.

The space of consciousness, the double demons start the war, the boundless rage, the violent rage, the black-haired demon, and the white-haired demon, one is calm as the abyss, the other is violent as the waterfall, and the sword is cold front, each dyed vermilion.

The fierce battle situation is getting more and more prosperous, the door is too early, the magic in the red is practiced, and the life and death is glorious.

Magic and reason, one nature, one memory reflection, at this moment, competing for body control.

"Broken"

The two swords merged, Kuang Lan cut off the air, the same source of moves, violent confrontation.

Yihong splattered blood, several cloths retreated continuously, and the sword that evenly divided autumn colors, hit the body of double demons.

"Magic, why bother to suppress your own nature"

The white-haired demon said sarcastically. Chi Lian became more and more crazy and heavier in his hand. The sword blade, which was stained with the blood of thousands of creatures, weighed one point each time he danced.

"If you forget what you are alive for, what is your nature, it's just the instinct of the beast."

The eyes of the dark-haired devil were as deep as the abyss. Although the devil qi on the sword was equally violent, however, each move was calm and abnormal, observing every moment of the opponent's flaw.

"Stupid quibble, it seems that you are not under the influence of the Phoenix body, then this body, then give it to me"

As the words fell, the white-haired devil pointed to the sword, and the endless pressure of the sword spread, rolling the magic waves, obliterating the entire consciousness space.

"Magic, weeping"

The magic reappearance, Xuan Cang weeping, the resentment of millions of creatures rising, described above the sky as a cloud, the terrifying oppression, swept down, the world trembles.

"Magic, Blood Flame"

When the black-haired demon saw it, the magic flame spread sharply on the sword, and the **** flame rushed to the nine days, forming a shocking fear of the sky.

The magical collision, the world is vast, the violent impact, constant shock, the black-haired demon flew out, Taishi Jianfeng leaned on the ground, his arms shed blood.

Outside the space of consciousness, under the apricot blossom tree, affected by the war in the space of consciousness, the white flowers are scattered and unsteady.

"Oh no"

The celestial whisperer said lightly, a flash of condensate flashed on her face with her eyes closed. Was her reason lost to the demon, and this result was the last thing she wanted to see.

"Girl Yin'er, step back"

Quietly told, Tianyu looked at the figure under the apricot tree in front, ready to shoot.

The space of consciousness, the dark-haired demon who strongly supported the wounded body stood up again, the Taishi magic flame in his hand was surging, wielding the sword, setting a hundred weapons and magnificent, the unparalleled sword was desperate, whispering above the nine days, the sword of the peak, the glory world.

"Sword is a murderer, your sword is contaminated with too many undesirable thoughts"

The white-haired devil snorted coldly, and also raised the sword in his hand. The **** waves rolled violently, terrifyingly murderous, and stained red for nine days.

The demon, the swordsman, regardless of you and me, the demon in the sword, the demon in the sword, passing by, the sword and the sword, the great tricks intersect.

At the same time, when both dyed red, the space of consciousness also collapsed, and the black magic waves continued to spread, ruining everything.

Outside the apricot tree, the celestial utterance looks dignified, and the next move is to win or lose.

The space of consciousness that experienced the fierce battle collapsed to the limit, separated the nihilistic two, and lifted up the remaining power. Then, the last move was the next one.

"drink"

The supreme demon, shines like a star, Chilian recovers, and the fierce rushes for nine days.

The dark-haired demon also moves into the strongest way, and the whole body of sword light continuously gathers, blending the magic energy, above the peak, the only world.

"Nirvana"

The magnificent sword is like Hong Tao on the sword, boundless and endless, coiled and rising, and the dazzling world and the world are still.

In the raging waves, the bipolars collided violently, and the entire consciousness space shattered.

Under the apricot blossom tree, the white flowers felt and turned into a heavenly net, blocking all around the demon.

"Out"

Outside the Xinghua tree, Yin'er saw it, his face was bright, and he trot forward and was directly blocked by the Tianyu.

"Something's wrong, rewind"

The Sky Talker pulled the little girl out of ten feet away, but under the Xinghua tree, the magician with white hair and black pupils opened his eyes. The terrifying to the ultimate magical energy violently oscillated, impacting the shackles of the sky white flowers.

Yin'er shook his body, looking at the former's eyes, his face was incredible.

"Stay here don't move"

Tianyu waved his hand, fixed the world around the little girl, and immediately stepped forward, his hand pulled the aura of the world, imprisoning the devil in the white flower.

"Sky Talker, huh"

The arrogant laughter, without any trace of reason, with the flying white hair, the devil's eyes are full of blood of killing, and his hand is waved, the blood is surging, and Chi Lian is born.

"Magic, Blood Flame"

Demon Hengjian ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The flames are raging, the sea is burning, the rising blood flames violently impact the white flowers scrolling around, the terrifying scene is difficult to speak.

Seeing the power of the demon beyond the limits of the law, the sky-speaker turned his hands, and the marks entered the void, and the law of space first appeared in the world.

Xinghua scattered, and the two figures disappeared, reappearing, and above the void.

"Unfortunately, I thought he would win"

The Heaven Talker sighed softly as he looked at the irrational demon in front of him.

"Are you disappointed by my appearance? People, always sympathizing with the weak, will only become so cowardly. Now, face this cruel reality, weeping"

The white-haired devil snorted coldly, his hands swayed in red, his **** waves rose, rumbling and trembling, and above nine days, he reproduced the resentment of millions of creatures.

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