Outside the Dakang Palace, the Bodhisattva broke his arm, the sky was full of scarlet, and the sky was foggy.
One move confrontation, high and low judgments, the Bodhisattva's expression is shocked, and even the pain in the body can no longer be felt.
An indescribable sword with no beginning and no end, Zheyan Bodhisattva looked at his right arm that was flying down, and for a while, a huge wave in his heart was surging into the sky.
When did he take action
In the sight of the Bodhisattva, the figure of Su Yi stepped away, never looking back from beginning to end.
On the streets of the imperial city, the atmosphere was so quiet that Ning Chen walked down the street with Xia He on his back, ignoring the changes in the surrounding atmosphere.
The two entered the palace, completely causing Li Ge Lao's anger and panic, and did everything possible to kill them.
The deserted street was so quiet that it was creepy. Xia He walked for a long time and fell asleep on Ning Chen's back tiredly, breathing steadily and exhaling like a blue orchid.
Ning Chen walked very slowly, unwilling to wake the girl on her back.
At this time, all over the street, silhouettes in black swept out, hundreds of them, almost filling the entire street.
The dead men from the Li residence rushed out, besieging the two of them. On the street, Ning Chen walked slowly, with a calm expression like water, and walked forward unconsciously.
"kill!"
Among the hundreds of black clothes, a dull voice sounded and ordered.
Under the killing order, hundreds of dead soldiers immediately surrounded and rushed up. In an instant, Ning Chen's whole body was filled with the sword intent of no desire and no contention.
Under the setting sun, the gradually darkened streets of the imperial city, wherever the sword came, blood stained the dust.
Hundreds of black-clothed dead men, without exception, even had real martial arts masters in them. However, before the absolute sword pressure, all resistance was meaningless.
A waterfall of blood flowers burst out from the heart, Ning Chen walked past with the sleeping Xia He on his back, behind him, there were corpses everywhere.
A street is only a thousand steps away, and after a thousand steps, there will be no one alive.
At the back, at the end of the street, Ting Feng worship watched this amazing scene, and his heart was extremely shocked.
What the hell is going on, why can't I see how he makes a move
Is the realm difference between them so huge!
As night fell, the lights in the imperial city were lit. On the way back to the inn, Ning Chen carried Xia He across a wooden bridge, and below, the flower boat passed by, and the sound of the flute reverberated on the river.
The area where the fireworks and willow alleys are concentrated starts to get lively at night. Xia He is awakened by the color of Qin Xiao and opens his eyes hazy.
"Awake?" Ning Chen said gently.
"Well." Xia He said softly.
"Come down and walk for a while?" Ning Chen smiled.
"Okay." Xia He replied obediently.
Ning Chen put down Xia He on his back, stood on the bridge, looked at the calm river, and said nothing.
Xia He stayed by the side and quietly admired the beautiful scenery without making a sound.
The bright moon rises, and the moonlight falls on the river, reflecting the bright white moonlight. The imperial city, which has been disturbing for a day, will gradually quiet down only after night falls.
"Xia He, you"
Ning Chen turned around, just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed.
On the side, Xia He's figure fell powerless, and the blue silk fluttered on the bridge.
"Crack!"
The scene in front of him was like a mirror and the moon, the river surface and the sky cracked and shattered immediately.
Ning Chen's body trembled, and he leaned over to support Xia He, the aura of heaven and earth surging all over his body, submerging into the latter's body.
"One less soul!"
After a while, Ning Chen's expression sank, how could this be!
The next moment, with Ning Chen as the center, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth spread rapidly, filling every corner of Dakang Imperial City.
"It's all missing a soul!"
Ning Chen's expression gradually became extremely ugly, and his calm heart finally became angry.
People have three souls, and one soul is missing. Usually, they don't seem abnormal. However, people have three calamities and five disasters.
Xia He's calamity should have been during the fire that night, but his appearance temporarily prevented Xia He from this calamity.
However, catastrophe is catastrophe, and Xia He's catastrophe will ultimately be on Xia He.
Who the hell took everyone's soul away
Ning Chen closed his eyes, his consciousness was released, and it spread endlessly.
Ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles... In an instant, on the big star of Wangchuan, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was violent and surging, as if it was out of control.
More than Dakang Imperial City!
Ning Chen clenched his hands tightly, and the murderous intent on his body became more and more fierce.
In a very distant place, an unusually powerful aura floated up and down, as thick as an ocean, far exceeding that of cultivators in the world.
Royal Road!
Ning Chen opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and dazzling.
On this big star of Wangchuan, the only person who has the ability to achieve such a level is the Supreme Emperor.
In the distant land, Wangchuan Tianjing, a middle-aged man in a blue and white robe opened his eyes and looked at the world, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
What's the matter with the aura of the world just now
In the Dakang Imperial City, on the Naihe Bridge, Ning Chen picked up the unconscious Xia He, his figure flashed past, and shot straight into the sky.
The sword light, like a fiery meteor, pierced through the night sky and swiftly swept towards the distant Wangchuan Heavenly Realm.
Thousands of years of waiting, but only a year of peace in exchange, like a broken dream, completely angered Zhiming.
In the sky, people and swords joined together, and the sword light broke through time and space.
The majestic and majestic side of the small world, the floating island is rugged, the birds and flowers are fragrant, just like a fairyland, beautiful and extraordinary.
At this moment, in the sky above Wangchuan Tianjing, a sword broke through the sky, the sword light scattered, and Ning Chen walked out.
Incomparably powerful sword pressure, roaring and galloping, all martial arts masters in the heavenly realm were shocked and looked at the sky.
In the center of the heaven, the Lord Wangchuan in a blue and white robe frowned slightly, showing an unpleasant look on his face.
Above, Ning Chen stared at the middle-aged man below, and said solemnly, "Where are their souls?"
Lord Wangchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "I don't know what your Excellency said, but if you have trespassed in the heaven, should you give me an explanation?"
"I'll ask one last time, where are their souls?" Ning Chen said coldly.
"I don't know!" Lord Wangchuan sneered.
Ning Chen's expression turned completely cold, and the sword pressure all over his body became more and more heavy.
Such a sword
Lord Wangchuan's expression was slightly condensed, and the origin of the imperial way in his body was surging, ready to fight.
"Sword!"
After waiting for a thousand years, once the dream was shattered, Ning Chen was so angry that he couldn't hold back.
The shocking sword pressure caused the entire Wangchuan Heavenly Realm to vibrate, the sky and the earth torn apart, and all phenomena were constantly collapsing.
In an instant, from all sides in the world, sword lights shot up into the sky, and the beginning of the sword was killing.
The sword rising in the sky, rushing from the world to the sky, is endless, directly severing the Wangchuan Heavenly Realm, and destroying the thousand-year-old Wangchuan Holy Land.
In the sky, hundreds of millions of sword lights turned into sword clouds, and the sound of swords rang out, shocking people.
Under the sword cloud, Su Yi's figure, with black hair dancing wildly, turned into dazzling white in the eyes of the kings.
Among the kings, at this moment, someone's expression was shocked, and he finally remembered the immortal myth that spread among the world 900 years ago.
God does not bless the human race, know your destiny and fight for the sky! The legend that was once famous all over the world is now in Wangchuan, the co-lord of the world, the Marquis of Zhiming in Daxia!