Marquis of Grand Xia

Ziwei **** realm, before the peak, the fate is standing still, one stop is four hundred years.

For four hundred years, it was long and quiet, and the loneliness was so high that only standing on the top of the mountain could you realize it deeply.

The strongest person in the world, the first person in Ziwei's realm for thousands of years, the strongest in destiny, has surpassed the limit of the world, and his own strength has shocked the world.

No one walked out of the magical realm. In the past four hundred years, the world has become more splendid, and the evil spirits have been chosen. Under the deterrence of the current Ziwei God Realm, they all chose not to endure.

The world, at the end of the distant star field, a demon in a dark red suit stood still, the whole body was chaotic and demonstrative, and for four hundred years, he finally completely devoured the power of the demon monarch.

However, in the past four hundred years, Xuan Luo never shot once. He knew that the current commander was too strong and the world was invincible.

The end of Heifeng is the best lesson.

That sword is unstoppable, and God cannot do it.

Looking for a long time, the figure of Xuan Luo disappeared again, hiding all the breath.

Ziwei **** realm, Ning Chen felt at the peak, looked at the distant star field, flashing cold colors in his eyes.

Is an illusion?

Four hundred years of world events frequently passed by in the flames of war and glory, and the fifth century came, and the world gradually returned to calm again.

The pain of the evil disaster has been completely forgotten by the world. Except for the human race strongman who has experienced the battle of the original evil, almost no one still remembers this horrible disaster.

Time is always the best weapon for eradicating pain. Five hundred years is too long for mortals.

Ziwei Shenfeng, Ning Chen stared at the world, watching the red dust for 30,000 miles, witnessing countless sorrows and joys, a pair of eyes, more and more vicissitudes.

For five hundred years, on the Lagerstroemia Peak, a peach tree did not know when to take root. In March every year, peach blossoms bloom and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating.

This century, the world has been relatively peaceful, and not much has happened. The century of peace is peaceful.

Under the peak of Ziwei, the suppressed black phoenix woke up, the iron rope locked the flesh, and on the iron rope, the civilization was destroyed, and the black phoenix body was suppressed.

"Ziwei Realm Master, you hypocrite crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, one day will not die well!"

The black phoenix roared, the voice echoed in the crape myrtle's realm, and the hatred was bitter and creepy.

On the peak, Ning Chen stood quietly. If you didn't hear it, five hundred years of ups and downs, a heart could no longer lift any waves.

"Realm Master."

Behind, Peacock came in a wheelchair and saluted.

"What's the matter?"

Before the peak, Ning Chen said.

"My time is up."

Peacock said softly.

Ning Chen heard the words, his body shook slightly, the sadness flashed in his eyes, nodded and said, "You go."

Peacock smiled and turned the wheelchair to leave.

At the end of this hundred years, the peacock transformed into a peacock, and the peacock that came into being after the calamity settled, the destiny ended and returned to heaven and earth.

On this day, in the Lagerstroemia realm, the five-colored divine light illuminates the sky, and the huge peacock phantom manifests, which is beautiful and heartbreaking.

Before Shenfeng, Ning Chen looked at Peacock's phantom faded away from the sky, his hands clenched, and a little blood oozed from his fingertips, so dazzling.

The years are relentlessly urging people, and Fanghua faded Chunhui in an instant.

Even if dazzling like a **** peacock, it can't stop the reincarnation of heaven.

The peacock metamorphosis symbolizes the complete end of an era in the world, and a new era is quietly opened.

The sixth centenary, followed.

The beginning of the new era, the world, martial arts once again ushered in a new glory, the human race is prosperous, martial arts prosperity.

On the major stars of life, the dynasty and martial arts gates appeared one after another, and the golden age was fully opened.

This century, the world once again has the new emperor's testimony, thunder robbing tens of thousands of miles, the scene shocking people.

However, for centuries, due to the increasingly low profile of Ziwei's realm, it basically disappeared in front of the world, and the new emperor of the human race did not come to visit again.

For six hundred years, there have been emperor testimonies on earth, and the prosperity of human martial arts gradually no longer requires the existence of the **** realm, which is enough to deter the original magic realm.

Shenjing, Ziwei Shenfeng, the peach tree blossoms year after year, and the peach tree that accompanies the fate of the centenary suddenly stops blooming at the end of this century, and the branches of the peach tree begin to wither.

In the last year of this century, the dried peach tree re-emerges peach blossoms, so delicate, the floral fragrance permeates the entire peak.

In front of the peak, Ning Chen looked at the peach blossom tree not far away and sighed gently.

"Thank you!"

Thanks a lot, the peach blossom tree suddenly swayed, peach blossoms flew, drifting across the sky.

This year, Peach Blossom Tree died and came to the end of life.

The seventh centenary year, arrived in the flying flowers, resigned from the old and greeted the new, and calm the world for hundreds of years.

In the beginning of a hundred years, a human emperor suddenly died, and his blood was scattered in the starry sky, shaking the world.

"Realm Master."

Ziwei Shenfeng, son Xiaobai appeared, salute.

"Check what's going on."

Before the peak, Ning Chen spoke and said.

"Ok."

The son Xiaobai nodded, his figure disappeared, and left the divine realm.

The Dragon Emperor left, and Ning Chen stood in front of the peak with a flash of color in his eyes.

In these six hundred years, three emperors have emerged from the human race. It stands to reason that the natural power between heaven and earth is not enough to support the three emperors to testify.

From the second emperor's testimony, he felt strange. Nowadays, it is basically certain that unknown changes are taking place in the world. Perhaps, in the near future, more emperors will appear in the human race.

The death of the human emperor this time may not be related to the changes in this world.

In star space, the white dragon galloped past, skimming towards the distant star field.

A few months later, in the depths of the starry sky, the son Xiaobai appeared, looking at the corpse of the emperor's body scattered in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

There are no signs of fighting around, is it a move?

In this world, besides the real master, can anyone achieve this degree?

People Xiaobai came forward, and after looking at the bones of the emperor, his expression became more dignified.

This force is so strange that I have never seen it before, and it does not seem to belong to the world.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a huge crack appeared in the star space, spreading sharply and swallowed.

Sudden upheaval, the son Xiaobai's expression sank, turned into a white dragon, and quickly retreated.

At this moment, in the rift, a giant hand protruded, traversing for hundreds of miles, and captured Bailong.

"Roar!"

Avoiding inevitable, the son Xiaobai screamed in the sky, the dragon breath swallowed, and shook the giant hand.

Boom!

The giant hand photographed, the dragon breath dispersed, and at the moment of crisis, the son Xiaobai was surrounded by golden light, the dragon emperor sword came out, and he automatically protected the master.

"Ka!"

The harsh crack of the sword sounded, and the Dragon Township artifact collapsed, making it difficult to bear the power of terror.

After a moment of delay, the son Xiaobai flew thousands of miles away, avoiding a forced palm.

A hundred miles away, the figure of the son Xiaobai manifested, staggering, and spitting out a blood.

Dragon Emperor Sword was ruined, and he turned back to eat himself. His son Xiaobai looked at the huge crack in the rear, and his face was horrified.

Only then, what is that?

Heavenly Dao, or God!

The crisis is on the horizon, the son Xiaobai dare not stay, the figure passes by, and hurries away.

Ziwei **** realm, on the peak, Ning Chen felt the abnormal fluctuations at the end of the starry sky, his eyes narrowed slightly.

What happened?

Several months later, the **** realm, the vortex of time and space stirred, the son Xiaobai fell from the sky, and fell down on Shenfeng.

The blood-stained dragon emperor suffered a serious injury to his internal organs, even though he did not suffer such terrible injuries during the Battle of Demons.

Ning Chen turned around, frowning slightly, and raised his right hand. Suddenly, in the divine realm, the heavens and the earth were surging, and they were continuously submerged into the young son in front.

After a long time, the son Xiaobai opened his eyes and looked at the Lord of the God Realm in front of him. He respected him with a pale face and said, "Thank you Master Jiang for saving."

"What happened?" Ning Chen asked.

"End of Vientiane Star Field ..."

People Xiaobai explained in detail what happened a few months ago. That big hand was so terrible that even the Dragon Emperor artifact with his life could be destroyed, which was really incomprehensible.

After listening to Ning Chen, there was a flash of color in his eyes, and the change of heaven and earth began.

For the human race, is this a blessing or a curse?

"Go back to recuperate, I will deal with this matter myself." Ning Chen said.

"Yes."

The son's little white-collar worker resigned.

The Emperor Dragon retreated, and Ning Chen glanced at the distant floating island, and said softly, "I'm going to deal with something, and I will return soon."

"Go ahead."

On the floating island in the distance, the woman in the cyan dress nodded.

Got the answer, Ning Chen took a step, the figure disappeared into the void and disappeared.

After six hundred years, Zhiming left the **** realm for the first time. Outside the **** realm, the figure of plain clothes and white hair walked out. Although his face was still young, he had carved the wind and frost of the years.

Is the secret of exploring the changes of heaven and earth.

At the end of the Vientiane Star Field, huge space cracks crisscross, each crack has tens of thousands of feet long, and it is not bottomed out.

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Ordinary and ordinary sword, directly broke into the cracks of the space, and swept towards the unknown place.

The bottomless space crack, the sword gas plunged into it, and was swallowed up without any slight waves.

Ning Chen closed his hand, his eyes slightly condensed, waiting for the variables to appear before standing still.

This is a few decades, the world is prosperous several times, and the big cracks in the space still have no change.

Ning Chen sighed, no longer waiting, and turned away.

Shortly after Zhiming left, a powerful force manifested in the depths of the big crack in the space. After counting the interest, he disappeared again.

Ziwei Shenjing, Ning Chen returned, on the distant floating island, the woman in the blue dress opened her eyes and said softly, "Are you all right?"

"A false alarm." Ning Chen said.

"It's fine if it's fine."

Lime nodded without asking more.

Before the peak, Ning Chen came and looked at the star field of Vientiane in the distance, his eyes condensed.

The giant palm mentioned by the Dragon Emperor can destroy the Dragon Sword, which shows the terrible power. Such existence will inevitably have his own will. If he intends to avoid him, he can hardly find it.

A century of unrest, the human emperor fell and the dragon emperor was hit hard. However, with the passage of time, everything was gradually hidden by the years.

The eighth century, coming unstoppable ...