Marquis of Grand Xia

The autumn wind blew, the battle was rumbled, and in front of the Ji Family Sanctuary, all the esteem gathered and waited for one to come.

Before long, the red dress appeared, holding Feng Ming, and walked before everyone.

"lets go"

Ning Chen glanced at the Lord Ji Family in front and said.

"Ok"

Ji Yue nodded at the beginning, looked at the respect behind him, ordered, "Go"

With a single order, the chariots were vacated, one after another, and the terrifying atmosphere covered the sky and the people were shocked.

On the first chariot, the priest Ji Ji, who was dressed in green and white clothes, stood quietly and personally went to the forbidden place in the early days to condemn the Nether Palace.

On both sides of the Ji Family Saint Lord, two tanks of almost the same size are side by side. The figures from the Kirin Pavilion and the Bu Tian Pavilion are too high on it. The momentum is amazing, far exceeding the strong walking in the world.

Not far away, on a peculiar bronze chariot, the red clothing stood alone, the quiet look was like a lake, and there was no change.

Clear sky, a chariot quickly went away, disappeared over Baidi City.

At the end of the Spiritual Deficiency Star Field, the junction with the Red Luan Star Field is misty, forbidden in the beginning, a world-famous Jedi in the world, a thousand miles of silence, and no plants and trees.

In the depths of the forbidden land, a gloomy and majestic hall stood still, and horrible and heavy coercion continued to flow from the depths of the hall, making people frightened.

At this moment, over nine days, the Thunder masterpiece, a chariot approached, and the three armies came together to cut the Temple of Nether.

"Waiting for you for a long time"

In the voice, before the Temple of Darkness, the dark mist lingered, and the figures walked out, headed by a black armor, with a gloomy atmosphere, not weaker than the Lord Ji Family.

"Mo Luotian!" Looking at the headed person, Ji Yuechu's expression sank, and said coldly.

"Everyone is so happy that the teachers will come to die, and this seat will fulfill you." Mo Luotian looked at everyone in the tank in front and said lightly.

"Who lives or dies, it is not certain, Mo Luotian, surrender Yu Qing's blood of the gods, otherwise, today we will once again level your harem," Ji Yuechu said in a deep voice.

"Ji Yue, the sage of the Ji family, Qi Yuechu, the head of the Kirin Pavilion, Lin Xiaohan, and Wu Tianqi, Wu Kui, Qi Wenzhu, am I not mistaken?"

Between the speeches, two people walked out of the dark mist, standing on both ends, one covered with green armor, with a heavy and domineering atmosphere, and the other, with a bright silver robes, a cold face, a noble temperament, and extraordinary memorable.

"and also"

Emperor Mingtian looked away, looking at the red figure on the right of the three people, "Momen ninth son, we meet again"

Lin Xiaohan and Qi Wenzhu heard that different colors flashed at the same time, and immediately suppressed the waves in their hearts. Now their enemy is the Nether Palace, and the rest of the matter will be discussed later.

"It is a pity that I failed to kill your lord in the ancient battlefield."

Ning Chen looked at the young man in a silver magic suit before him and said lightly.

"You haven't grasped the best opportunity. Now, I should send you a ride," Di Mingtian said calmly.

"It turns out that your Highness had an old complaint with this person, it would be better to take a stand alone and resolve it separately, here it is to us," Mo Luotian suggested.

"Also"

Di Mingtian nodded, looking at the young man in red, and said, "How do you feel?"

"as you wish"

Ning Chen figure fell, waved away the bronze chariot, and walked towards the distance.

Di Mingtian stepped up to keep up, and disappeared into the eyes of everyone together.

"Holy Lord, is it okay for Ning Gongzi to face the emperor's heaven alone?"

In the chariot ahead, one of the Ji family opened his mouth, worried.

A few days ago, when the soldiers of the Nether Palace came to Ji's house, the strength of the Emperor Nether Heaven was obvious to all. Even if they were not more successful than the Lord of the Nether Palace, they were extremely scary characters.

"Should be safe"

Ji Yuechu saw the disappeared backs of the two men and stared at the voice. The ninth son of Momen was equally unfathomable, making it impossible to see its true bottom line.

"Have you finished?"

Outside the Nether Palace, Mo Luotian waved his hand, and behind him the black mist billowed, and thousands of black shadows appeared.

"All killed"

At the order, the dark shadows looted out, encircling the Ji family and the coalition forces of the two cabinets.

The battle was on the verge, Ji Yuechu's expression calmed down, his right hand waved, and said, "Kill!"

The words fell, the chariot rumbled, the streamer crossed, and the battle started.

All of a sudden, the sky was dying, the world was moving, the sound of war was trembling, and the wind was roaring.

In the distance, the red clothes and the **** clothes, one is as calm as water, and the other is as cold as ice, like a fateful duel, the two are not too anxious, because they know that the person in front of them is more dangerous than any opponent.

"Momen Ninth Son, what exactly do you want, power or longevity?" Di Mingtian looked at the person before him and asked seriously.

Ning Chen shook his head gently and said, "I don't need it"

"You and I could not be enemies, as long as you promise to come to us, I am willing to let go of my previous grudges, and even make you an existence above the tens of thousands of people in the Underworld. By then, what do you want to do? No one can stop you! "Di Mingtian said in a deep voice.

Ning Chen shook his head again, Fengming sword crossed in his hand, and said, "Thank you for your appreciation, the road is different and the plot is different, let's start"

"Stubbornness"

Emperor Mingtian looked cold, his right hand glowed, the silver light shone, a strange silver halberd appeared, the moment the **** soldier appeared in the world, the wind and snow drifted all over the world, and the frozen ground was frost.

Looking at the Divine Soldier in the former's hand, Ning Chen's expression also dignified, holding the sword handle and slowly pulling out the Fengming Sword.

The sword was unsheathed, nine days of phoenix sound, the dazzling red brilliance illuminated the world, the phoenix manifested, flying around the destiny, the vision was amazing.

"Fengming Sword? Qi Wang Lin Yuzhen's Sabre"

Seeing Emperor Mingtian, a flash of alien color flashed in his eyes. It was strange that the King of Fengming City would lend his sword to others.

It was too late to think about it, and in a blink of an eye, the red dress had reached before him, Feng Ming was chopped down, and the red glow was brilliant.

Emperor Mingtian's eyes fell, and the silver halberd waved, blocking the sword light.

The **** soldiers confronted each other, and the scene moved with shock, the frost rose and the frost fell, and the ground underneath continued to collapse.

"I haven't seen you in years, your progress has let me down"

Emperor Mingtian snorted coldly, turned his palm to condense his Yuan, he was overbearing and hegemonic, and swept out with a swagger.

"Your strength is equally uninteresting"

Ning Chen stepped on, stepped forward, evaded palm power, and the flaming fire on the sword chopped the sky.

The silver halberd and the divine sword meet again, the flame and the frost blend together, the two act fiercely and mercilessly, and their mouths are unrelenting, disturbing each other's mood.

The fierce and unusual war is shocking, the realm is to the point of two people, every move is the power of burning the sky and boiling the sea, the highest battle, the world and the compassion.

"Forbidden Seal, the Light of the Sky"

Engage in battle, Emperor Ming Yun Yun true element, the law added body, boundless pressure swept away, above nine days, the sky is dazzling, shocking killer, came into the world.

Sky light punishes the world, the world shakes, Ning Chen steps, the phoenix on the sword rises, and the phoenix rises into the sky, shaking the sky hard.

There was a tremendous shock, a collision of extreme power, and the aftermath was depressed, and the sky was cracked.

Dao halberd light, the sound of swords, the shaking of the sun and the moon, between the two people, the space is constantly collapsing, the ice is melting, the fire waves are dissipating.

"Sword Technique, Extreme Sky"

Ning Chen's Hengjian, contains potential, suddenly, the sword is magnificent, the stars are extremely reflected in the stars, the phoenix is ​​shining, and the dazzling red light falls like a heavenly river, stunning the world.

Emperor Mingtian's eyes were slightly condensed, turned his palms to gather the source, reproduced the scene of the destruction of the sun and the moon, the stars collapsed, and they fell into the Tianhe.

The poles and laws collide, and the majesty and majesty sway. The aftermath sweeps thousands of miles and falls to the sky.

The unfathomable two still have reserved moves, the whole world is broken, the rules collapse, and the power of space is affected, forming one giant after another.

"Your Excellency is invited by Ji's family, don't use your full strength?" Emperor Mingtian looked at the person in front of him, calmly said.

Ning Chen looked at the same difficult situation in the distance, and his breath rose again, saying, "I have this intention."

The words fell, Ning Chen's body, the red light flourished, the four elephants were urged, the Phoenix returned to its ancestors, and entered the **** realm.

The long hair that changed from black to red fluttered in the wind, and Ning Chen's figure moved again to the extreme speed. This time, even the residual image was no longer visible.

Feeling the strength of the former climbed again, Emperor Mingtian no longer retained it. He sipped softly, and his feet were dusty and windless. The powerful and abnormal pressure quickly spread, and the world felt and shook violently.

When the sword halberd collided, Emperor Mingtian stepped back a few steps, leaning on the situation, Ling Li vanished.

"Emperor Order"

Extremely recruited, the meteorite descended, blazing the flames of the sky, one after another, falling into the world.

The terrifying tricks ordered the stars and the most terrifying power of heaven and earth to be destroyed.

Heavenly prestige came, Ning Chen stepped in, the sword dance spring and autumn, Jiwei reappeared.

"Nirvana"

Fengming on the sword, red light rising, thousands of sword lights rising against the sky, magnificent and unparalleled, dazzling.

Shocked, Nirvana shook Tianwei, Jianguang meteorite collided with sound, and the aurora was dazzling.

The tremendous shock, the most terrifying collision, thousands of miles in the sky, like a big shock like the end, shook the world.

In front of the Nether Palace, Yu Guang, who was in a fierce battle, looked to the distance one after another, and his face was shocked. What happened there?

"Forbidden Ming Yin, six sins destroy the road"

In the aftermath, the figure of the silver **** clothes appeared, the stars of the eyes glowed, the sun and the moon manifested, the divine spirit was like a wave, the thousands of miles of the sky fell, and everything was instantly grayed.

"Sword Technique, Nothing"

The stormy waves haven't been exhausted ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ning Chen's Fengming sword blade moved again, and there was no sword at all.

With a bang, the bipolar engulfed sharply, endless destruction, and the sun and the moon lost its color.

The shocking battle, experienced the fate of Nirvana waking up, an unprecedented fighting power, endless swordsmanship, unparalleled.

The tumbling world shook the dust and waves, and before the Nether Palace, everyone was affected by the aftermath of the battle, retreating several steps in a row, and the battle situation stopped for a while.

At the center of the battle, Mo Luotian, who was fighting Ji Yuechu, turned his palms back and looked back into the distance, his eyes condensing.

In just a hundred years, the ninth son of Mormon has grown to such a terrible state that today, no matter what, he cannot be left here.

"Invite Shizu"

Determined, Mo Luotian turned back and respectfully said.

The words fell and there was a sense of silence. After a while, a terrifying horror appeared. Above the Nether Temple, the space was split, a force unseen on earth erupted, and the world was trembling.