Marquis of Grand Xia

In front of it, there is a huge gully, as if being cut out by a sword, traversing between the things, making it impossible to move.

Ning Chen got out of the carriage and walked in a wheelchair towards the gully in front, but felt a strong and extreme will rushing across the face, so that the blood inside him suddenly showed signs of tumbling.

Ning Chen was horrified that such a powerful man in the world could imprint his will between the world and the earth.

He has seen a lot of strong people at the top of Jiu Pin. Lime, Xia Miaoyu, and even the Son of God are in the realm, but they are still the most powerful among them.

However, he knew that absolutely none of them could do this.

Only the congenital has such terrifying strength.

This sword mark has been for some years, and the dust has turned black. Under the sky, the sword that can split the sky and the earth with one sword is undoubtedly the only sword in the sword city.

The pressure in Ning Chen's heart is even heavier. Everyone knows that the sword in the sword city has not reached the congenital realm. Now, it seems that I am not a gift, but I don't care.

This sword has shown to a large extent that the sword of the sword city has surpassed the scope of mortals, even if the physical body is bound, it cannot stop the invincible sword intention.

Ning Chen from another country is hard to understand. A sword in one's hand can reach such a terrifying state.

This is no longer a human, but a real sword, a sword that can compete with the world.

No wonder all swordsmen in the world looked at the Abandoned City and saw only one sword.

The Mo Jian behind the wheelchair was trembling, to creep in the supreme sword meaning, Ning Chen held the Mo Jian, a breath penetrated into it, suppressing the trembling of the sword body.

"Mo Jian, since you have followed me, you can no longer worship anyone and sword"

With a sonorous sound, Mo Jian stopped shaking and seemed to respond to the master's order again.

Ning Chen re-entered the carriage and detoured. Now he is not qualified to cross this sword mark, but this day will never be far away.

He swears!

Ten days later, Ning Chen's carriage was very close to Jiancheng. At the same time, a news that shocked the entire Daxia gradually spread.

Eight princes, dead!

The nineteen princes and princesses of Daxia, there are only four people who really hope to compete for the position of the prince. The grand prince is naturally one, and the remaining three are the three princes, the eight princes and the ten princes.

The four princes have all been crowned kings, and the eight princes are also known as wise kings, and are the people most likely to inherit the grand rule except the great prince.

Who could have imagined that such a person would be assassinated by someone, and his powerful palm completely shattered his heart, and he was seriously injured soon after returning to the palace.

Interested people noticed the breath of conspiracy. The four kings took the heirs, and the great prince was the most promising. However, the great prince had a life of magnanimity and integrity.

In this way, there are only three contenders who really care about the throne.

Between the three, they were afraid of each other, and they were suspicious of each other.

Everyone is worried that once the momentum is over, the meeting will be suppressed by the other two. Therefore, the triangle is always the most stable relationship.

But now, as soon as the eighth prince dies, the triangular relationship of mutual embarrassment collapses instantaneously.

The remaining two, there is no longer who unites who, but the east wind overwhelms the west wind or the west wind overwhelms the east wind, whoever is strong will be able to overwhelm the other.

As for the battle between the victor and the great prince, that will be a matter for the future.

At the same time when the great shock occurred in Daxia, in the far west, the Son of God passed through the First Temple of Yongye and came directly to a vast expanse of nothingness. The silver light echoed between heaven and earth, forming a world of its own.

"Eternal Night Divine Code"

The Son of God stretched out his hand, and in the void, the classics that shone with a black brilliance stepped down slowly, as dark as ink, engulfing the surrounding light like a black hole.

"What are you checking"

At this moment, a mighty and tall figure came, and the atmosphere of the domineering world distorted the entire void.

"Wujun"

The Son of God respected the junior ceremony and said, "I will find information about the God Book"

"Oh? It seems to be rewarding this time out"

Wu Jun flashed a strange color between his eyes, slowly said, there are many young warriors in Yongye Gods Church, but he is most satisfied with Jun Shaoqing, not arrogant, persevering in his work, and has the style of his father. .

"I feel the breath of the scroll of life," the Son of God said.

"Huh? It turned out to be it"

Hearing this news, Wu Jun couldn't calm down either. Although the scroll of life is not the strongest one, it is the most special one.

Ten books of the heavenly book, life is the beginning, **** is the esteem, chaos is the change, and nothing is the end. The remaining six volumes have their own capabilities, which is the essence of heaven and earth.

The Son of God opened the Yongye Divine Scripture, which records that the ancient books of the countless years since the creation of Yongye burst into dazzling black light, swallowing the world, terrifying.

The Eternal Night Divine Code is the volume of Ming in the ten volumes of heavenly books. Everything in tomorrow will be in it.

In the dazzling light, ten large characters are lined up one after the other. The six characters of birth, bright, month, line, earth, and chaos have been lit up. As for the remaining four words, they are still bleak and unclear.

Wu Jun looked at the six bright characters in the sky, his eyes narrowed, and he was surprised to say, "I didn't expect the six books of the Heavenly Book to be born."

The son of God nodded and said, "In the six volumes of the heavenly book, the volume of the Ming and the volume of the moon are in the gods, the volume of the line is in Jiancheng. I felt the breath of life in Da Xia's family of sending relatives, although it is very short, but it can't be wrong "

"Is there any news about the land roll?" Wu Jun asked.

"No"

The Son of God shook his head. When the earth was born, it was too far away from Yongye God Religion, and the location was still in Daxia.

The whereabouts of the two volumes of the Heavenly Scriptures are unknown, which is not a good thing for the gods. After the creation of Yongye, the ten volumes of Heavenly Scriptures are scattered between heaven and earth. In addition, the remaining four volumes of the Heavenly Book have been lost, and even the volume of the Moon in the First Temple was recovered only a hundred years ago.

The decline of the Religious Church thousands of years ago has nothing to do with the loss of the Heavenly Book. It is very important for the Religious Church to recover the remaining Heavenly Book.

"Whether you can see the whereabouts of the scroll of earth in the Divine Code" Wu Jun asked.

The Son of God waved his hand, and his true energy poured out, and he didn't enter the Eternal Night Divine Scripture. After a long time, he shook his head and "can't see"

Wu Jun frowned, and since the chaos was born, the role of Shendian has been increasingly affected. Unfortunately, the woman of the Northern Mongolian court still has use value, and it is not time to turn her face.

At this moment, the Son of God narrowed his eyes, and what he thought of releasing the Buddha, "Wujun, I almost forgot to say, and the Wise Son also woke up"

"Oh? Is there a variable in the rumor of the nether hell"

Wu Jun's face rose with a touch of indifference. It seemed to be a sign of troubled times. Even the madman was awake.

The ghost and ghost girl are a pair of variables in the ghost hell. Their strength is strong, and they can contend with the innate strong people under the joint force. However, this generation of ghost is a lunatic, and its ridiculous degree and talent are far more than any previous ghost.

Under the world, the only person who can balance the Mingzi is the ghost girl. In addition, even if it is congenital, it is difficult to kill the Mingzi coming out of hell.

There are always special people in this world, and it is not simply the strength of force that can determine life or death.

The ghost and ghost girl come from the ghost hell. They balance each other and complement each other. In addition to the force, the most difficult thing is the ghost ghost body that can hardly kill.

"Tomorrow, when you go to the sword city in the east, the monarch should have fought the man ’s battle for the sword, but before that, you go to the newly born innate sword city, and this will understand you. Congenital realm will help "

In his speech, Wu Jun made no secret of his expectation of fighting. The warrior was born for war. The Yongye Gods Church had been silent for too long, and the hidden edge would be completely forgotten by the world.

The Son of God nodded. The peak of the sky has been long after he stopped, but the vague stride has never been able to really take off. It really needs a battle to stimulate himself.

...

Above the wasteland, Mercedes-Benz's carriage has gradually slowed down. Half an day later, an ancient city has been vaguely visible, but this is not a sword city.

It is the last city of Daxia East, Wushuang City!

Wushuang City is located on the road that must pass through things. It is extremely prosperous. The walls of the entire ancient city are made of strange ancient wood and metal. The sword and fork halberd left traces on it, vaguely. Seeing the fierce fighting in the past, it has been a major barrier in the Central Plains since ancient times. I do n’t know how many years have passed, and it still stands on the ground of Shenzhou.

Ning Chen entered the city, and then randomly found an inn to stay.

The money has almost bottomed out and has become a matter that has to be resolved.

Chopping firewood is too slow, it is not appropriate to grab, only to go out and try his luck, he will also work hard, making a fight is not a problem.

What hadn't been a problem was now a hindrance for him to move forward, which is somewhat helpless.

The warriors are also humans and need to eat.

The ring is something that has not been rare since ancient times, and Wushuangcheng will naturally not be lacking.

Ning Chen looked like a fat wolf, and when he saw it, Da Lao Yuan hurried there.

On the big flag flying in front of him, there was a big word, "Challenge!", In his opinion, this was silver, it was bread.

Finally, Ning Chen didn't say a word from the crowd, and Ning Chen didn't say anything. UU reading www.uukanshu.com would take him in a wheelchair.

Opposite the ring is a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, with a beard and a face like a crown jade. It can be seen that he must be a beautiful man when he is young. Even now, even when he is older, he can still fascinate many **** girls.

Ning Chen hates the handsome guy, especially handsome.

The middle-aged man looked at the teenager who came up, and his brow wrinkled unconsciously, how could it be a disability.

"Every rule has been read?" The middle-aged man asked uncomfortably.

"Rules?" Ning Chen was a little silly. What rules, isn't it just a fight, there are rules?

Wait, he suddenly felt something was wrong, his eyes glanced around, when he saw a wonderful girl sitting vaguely behind the ring gauze curtain, his head suddenly lost.

He was careless and forgot that there is still a competition in the world called martial arts.

Ning Chen grinned and gave a silly laugh, saying "Hehe, he went to the wrong place, sorry"

No matter whether it is right or not, he can't stay any longer, this kind of thing is not afraid of anything if it is not afraid of 10,000.

The words fell, the wheelchair turned, and he was about to go down.

There is no way to make money for this money, or even he will have to pay it in.

"Slow down"

At this moment, the girl behind the gauze stood up, her face was handsome, but she had an unreasonable arrogance.

Ning Chen didn't hear it. When the wheelchair turned, he had to go down the stairs.

"Miss Ben called you, didn't you hear?"

The girl was furious and waved a long whip in her hand, throwing towards Ning Chen with a snap.

The sudden scourge made Ning Chen a little unhappy. He just went to the wrong place and apologized again.

Even if Chang Sun didn't let him suffer the whip, why should this woman!

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