Marquis of Grand Xia

In the ancient land of the moon, the phoenix stood still on the altar, watching the body and lime leave.

Star space, two streamers gallop past, disappear in a blink of an eye.

One month later, Ziwei's realm and destiny return, the gods of the realm salute, and respect the Ziwei realm's return.

On the peak of tens of thousands of floating island arch guards, Ning Chen stepped forward, Ling Li peak, watching the world.

Behind, the squeak of the wheelchair turning sounded, and the peacock appeared and accompanied him quietly.

The hundred years and years are fleeting, and the first hundred years after the demonic tribulation, the human race rebuilt after the tribulation, through the most difficult period.

This century, the human race kings kept running, calming the scourge of the Quartet, sweeping away the remnants of the magic realm, and rushing for the reconstruction of the human race.

Ziwei God Realm, on the peak, from time to time, war reports were sent back, Ning Chenjing stood before the peak, staring at the world, but rarely speaking.

The battle reports returned are almost all handled by the peacock himself, the goddess of the gods, showing the outline of the rare talents in the world.

After the first hundred years passed, the wars of the Quartet were basically settled, and the reconstruction of the human race was completed one by one. Before the peak of the Divine Realm, the kings of the prefectures came to resign, and the Ten Temples, which gathered for the evil, once again reached a separate moment.

"Know your destiny, see you by chance."

Ziwei Shenfeng, the last resigned Xia Ziyi and Luo Fei looked at the man in front and said.

"Good luck."

Ning Chen responded and said softly.

After saying goodbye, the two did not stay any longer and turned away.

Before the peak, Ning Chen watched the figure of the two people going away, and the color of emotion flashed in his eyes.

Finally left.

All the kings of the local government left, and each returned to their original life. On the peak, the destiny stood quietly, and the cold wind blew through, so biting.

After a long time, Ning Chen sighed slightly, turned to God, and continued to watch the world.

In the distance, the peacock quietly looked at the white-haired man in front of the peak, and the calm eye Gu Bo was not surprised.

Now, he has truly become a qualified Ziwei realm master.

Time flies, the world, after the Demon Tribulation, the second century comes, the major stars are fully rested, and the world is now prosperous.

Ziwei Shenfeng, standing for two hundred years of destiny, never left again, the vicissitudes of his eyes stared at the distant world, and his white hair didn't know when he had been covered with wind and frost.

In the two hundred years, most of his life has been dispersed, and the ruined foundation will be difficult to repair.

The resentment of hundreds of millions of souls is so huge, even though the gods are unbearable, not to mention the human body.

However, the devil was successful and he knew no regrets.

Red Luan star field, in front of the two realms, no more demons will come out, the presence of the current Ziwei Realm Master will deter the hundreds of tribes.

Soon, the second hundred years passed, and the third one came. The world was basically restored to what it was before the war, and the pain of the magic realm was gradually forgotten by the world.

This century, the world martial arts developed rapidly, the younger generation of strong people emerged endlessly, after the chaos, the world is coming.

"Boom!"

In the depths of the extremely distant star field, a terrifying emperor's tribulation appeared, and the thunder and glory filled half of the star field, which was shocking.

After three hundred years, the emperor finally testified to the world, proclaiming the human race and officially entering the prosperous world.

A few months later, before the Ziwei Divine Peak, Jin Guang Dasheng, the human emperor appeared, and after preaching, first came to see the current Ziwei God Realm Lord.

On the peak, Ning Chen turned and looked at the human emperor of the new emperor's road ahead, and said, "Congratulations."

The emperor of the human race respected and saluted.

Ning Chen gazed quietly at the human emperor in front. After a long time, he nodded gently and said, "Yes."

The voice fell, and in Ziwei's realm, the sword pressure spread silently, calmly and without dispute.

"Sword without desire and without self."

The human emperor's expression is slightly condensed, and the law of the emperor's whole body is pervasive, and it gathers madly, turning it into a barrier in front.

At the next moment, on the peak, sword light converged, and an ordinary sword edge appeared. After a while, it burst out of the air.

After the prosperity, return to the original sword, all invincible, in front of the human emperor, the rule of the imperial path collapsed, it is difficult to stop the sword without self.

In front of the Terran Emperor, Jian Feng stopped and quietly dispersed.

An astonishing scene, as strong as the emperor, hard to stop a sword.

The clan of the emperor of the human race was surging. For a long time, he returned to God and respectfully said, "The realm of the realm can admire it."

"Your emperor's first testimony, the realm is not yet stable, go back and consolidate your cultivation behavior, so as not to leave unnecessary hidden dangers."

Ning Chen waved his hand, dispersed the pressure between the world and the earth, calmly said.

The emperor of the human race heard the words and once again bowed back.

After a short episode, the silence resumed on Ziwei Shenfeng, Ning Chen turned around, stood still in front of the peak, and watched the world.

The third centenary gradually passed. At the beginning of the prosperous world, the human race flourished.

The fourth century is coming, the world martial arts are in full bloom, martial arts practice martial arts, and literati also begin to practice martial arts.

The armed forces are booming, and the battle will appear. In the major star fields, wars are frequent and flames are everywhere.

Ziwei Shenfeng, Ning Chen looked at the flames everywhere, and did not intervene, but followed its development.

Finally, at the end of the fourth century, the human race once again witnessed by the emperor, shocking all parties.

The moment when the new emperor proclaimed the truth, the distant starry sky filled with black phoenix flames, and quickly swept towards the front.

At the same time, Ning Chen spoke on Ziwei Shenfeng and gave the first order in 400 years.

On the humble floating island, Xiaobai, a son dressed in white, walked out and respectfully ordered his life.

The contemporary Dragon Emperor reappeared in the world, chasing the pace of Heifeng.

Star space, one stream of black and one white streamer galloping past, the speed is so extreme that it is fleeting.

In the depths of an ancient star field, thunder filled, and the emperor of the new Dao Dao walked out tiredly after experiencing the catastrophe, and his whole body was bathed in blood. Obviously, the emperor ’s calamity was not easy.

As the emperor was about to leave, the black phoenix diffused in front of him. The cold and heavy coercion made people creepy.

After taking a few breaths, the black phoenix appeared and stopped the human emperor.

"It's you!"

The emperor of the human race looked at the black phoenix in front of him, and looked down. He had seen this man in the battle of the demon, and he was extremely powerful.

"Hand over the source of the royal road, and this seat spares your life." Heifeng said, coldly.

"Fantastic delusions!"

The human emperor sneered and pressed the heavy hit body, and the law of the whole body's emperor Dao came out.

"Unrestrained!"

Heifeng said indifferently, stepped out in one step, and reached the front of the human emperor.

The black flame swept, swallowed the sky, the moment of crisis, the distance, the white streamer galloped away, Long Xiao nine days, suddenly blocked the sky of black flame.

Seeing the black phoenix, the look is condensed, Dragon Emperor!

In front of the turbulent aftermath, the son Xiaobai walked out, holding the magic gun formed by the Dragon Sword, and he was shocked.

"The master of the realm did not guess wrong, the nature of Jiangshan is easy to change, and you are a scourge after all."

People Xiaobai looked at the black phoenix in front and said coldly.

"Ziwei Realm Lord, oh, this seat will take his life sooner or later, today, let me take you first!"

The voice fell, the black phoenix moved, and the black flame swept through the ninth heaven, swallowing the dragon emperor in front.

The son Xiaobai's expression condensed.

The dragon and the phoenix meet, the aftermath of the war destroys the world, and the entire starry sky shakes violently.

Evenly divided battle, difficult to divide, gradually evolved into a battle of thousands of days, for a time, no one can help others.

Ziwei God Realm, on the peak, Ning Chen quietly looked at the war in the distant star field, and the calm eyes could not see the waves.

"Sword."

Sword, all sides of the world, the sword's intention quickly diffused, as soon as the sword's intention reached, Wan Jian responded.

One domain, two domains ... The real God of Sword God, destined to speak, hundreds of millions of sword blades out of the world, quickly flew towards the sky.

The world-shattering scene, all the domains in the world, all the fourth realm powerful people looked at the sky, and they looked shocked.

This is the sword of Ziwei Realm, really terrible.

Everyone's attention, in the starry sky, hundreds of millions of swords crossed the sky, endlessly, infinitely infinite.

At the end of the distant star field, tens of thousands of sword lights broke open, majestic sword, shocking people.

"Ziwei Realm Master, you!"

Heifeng felt, looking back at the hundreds of millions of sword blades galloping in front of him, and his face was frightened.

Hundreds of millions of swordsmen, swallowed the world with mighty power, directly cut through the sky of black flames, engulfed the black phoenix figure.

In the horrible flow of sword, the black phoenix exerts its energies to perform the life-saving technique of the phoenix.

The blurred figure, Jian Feng passed through the body, however, the sword flow was endless, beyond the limits of time and space.

"Uh!"

The time of mystery is approaching, the black phoenix figure becomes visible, and the sword flows through the body, bringing out a dazzling blood flower.

After several hours of interest, thousands of sword lights disappeared, and the black phoenix figure fell silently, unconscious.

People Xiaobai stepped forward and arrested the severely wounded black phoenix and left.

Ziwei God Realm, Ning Chen closes his hand, and the exhaustion flashes in his eyes.

"Realm Master!"

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Ning Chen turned around and said.

"Fortunately, there is a border master to help, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to capture him."

The son Xiaobaining said, "I don't know how to deal with this person?"

"Seal his cultivation base, and then suppress the Ziwei Peak." Ning Chen calmly said.

"Yes!"

People Xiaobai respectfully ordered the order and immediately took the black phoenix away.

"Four hundred years."

Before the peak, Ning Chen whispered softly, his tired eyes stared at the world, and suddenly coughed violently.

Yinhong's blood, overflowing fingertips, dyed red plain clothes, the roots were basically destroyed. Forcing the sword to capture the black phoenix, Ning Chen's body was difficult to bear the load and began to appear abnormal.

"Realm Master, you can no longer use force."

Behind the squeak of the wheelchair, the peacock appeared and reminded him.

"Only once."

Ning Chen put down his blood-stained hand and calmly said.

Peacock nodded, said no more, and turned away.

Zhiminghou is undoubtedly the strongest among the masters of the Ziwei Realm. Without entering the imperial road, it is enough to suppress all enemies on earth.

Four hundred years after the Battle of Zhumo, his strength has truly been comparable to that of the ancient fairy monarch, without the help of all living beings.

It is a pity that he can no longer shoot the sword.