The cold moon is like a hook, hanging high for nine days, shedding a faint chill, the big summer is from late autumn to winter, and half of the territory has begun to freeze. On the western battlefield, the army of the Eternal Night Divine Sect made a massive attack. The Black Water Army was restrained by the heavy cavalry of the Divine Sect. The top warriors join forces
Guard formation, temporarily trapped Daxia Junshen.
The foundation of the Eternal Night Sect is deeply terrifying. The pinnacle of the ninth grade is placed in the world, and it is considered a worship level. However, only the second hall of the Eternal Night Sect has walked out of such an astonishing number of powerhouses.
Long Qianqiu has been preparing for this moment for a long time, and the formation formed is extremely powerful, as strong as the Great Xia Army God, and it is difficult to break it for a while.
In the Great Xia Imperial City, the void turned, and silhouettes walked out one after another, and the breath was so terrifying that it was extremely terrifying.
The person at the head, dressed in light purple light fur, has a handsome face, with a slight indifference. Behind him, twelve figures are lined up, just standing there, giving people a terrifying feeling that is heavier than the mountains.
Shenwuwei, the personal guard of the second hall master of the Eternal Night, has been cultivated by secret methods from generation to generation. There are only twelve people in each generation, and the minimum cultivation level is also half-step innate.
The innate realm is a huge moat above the martial arts, and it is difficult to cross. However, two of the gods of this generation have stepped over.
Shenwuwei's physique is special, and the blue and white battle clothes on his body are also different. There are complicated patterns engraved on the top and bottom. Every training one will cost an unimaginable huge price, even if it is the profound Eternal Night Divine Religion. Also quite exhausting.
It's just that the combat power of Shenwuwei is quite astonishing, and each of them is comparable to the innate, especially the two outstanding people who have entered the innate, which is even more terrifying.
After Zong Qianqiu and others appeared, Haowu Wangfu, Taishi Gongfu, in the palace, Xia Ziyi, Taishi Gong, and Qing Ning felt at the same time, and their figures flashed and swept into the air.
"Just the three of you?" Zong Qianqiu glanced at it and said.
"Long Qianqiu, you shouldn't come here" Tai Shigong took a half step forward and said coldly.
"The first calamity in the innate? Even the capital of Confucianism has fallen to this point. It seems that the once prosperous Confucianism has not fallen," Zong Qianqiu said lightly.
In the academy, two powerful figures confronted each other, one is Dean Tiancang, the other is Martial Lord Yongye, and their breaths collided within a ten-zhang radius, forming an absolute taboo field.
Not far away, in an ordinary courtyard, the master got up and lit the lamp, the old body began to have a little hunchedness, and two years later, the master became even older.
The master did not care about the battle between the academy and the imperial city. After hearing the voice of the world, he sighed softly.
As for why there have been fewer and fewer innate Confucian scholars over the past thousand years, the reason is here.
"Teacher, you just broke through not long ago, and your realm is still unstable. Come on, Ziyi." Xia Ziyi walked out and said calmly.
"Be careful," Tai Shigong was not stubborn, and ordered.
"kindness"
Xia Ziyi responded, and with a hold of her hand, the brilliance of autumn water gathered, and an antique sword appeared.
Confucianism's famous front, the silence of autumn water.
Behind, Lime turned his hand to take out the silver gun body and gun blade, and after merging them, he stood still, ready to shoot at any time.
"Hua Zhuang" said lightly.
In the voice, a beautiful figure walked out, dressed in blue and white battle clothes, with a calm expression and a strict smile.
Hua Zhuang, one of the two innate powerhouses among the twelve gods and martial guards of this generation.
After the Hua Zhuang, the five figures walked out, and together they surrounded King Haowu of Daxia.
The six gods and martial guards stood up in the void, and the patterns on the battle clothes were clearly extinguished, giving the half-step innate ability to step on the sky.
The head of the Huazhuang, the cultivation base has reached the second calamity of the congenital, and the battle clothes behind him, the breath is even more powerful and terrifying.
Long Qianqiu waved his hands, and beams of brilliance fell on the six people. Immediately, the six people's auras were more than three points, which made people terrified.
Tai Shigong, Qing Ning's expression is solemn. While paying attention to this battle, he is also alerting the rest of the people to take action.
"Kill" Hua Zhuang calmly ordered, the halberd started, and he stepped forward, shaking the world with a halberd, the world paled.
Xia Ziyi's expression didn't change, the aura of arrogance erupted from her body, the white light rose, and the autumn water flowed lightly.
There was a loud bang, the void exploded, and terrifying air waves swept away, shaking the world.
At the same moment, the other five people bullied themselves up, and the sword light was killing them, and the killing game was instantly opened.
The six people formed a formation, comparable to the terrifying combat power of the third congenital robbery. At this moment, it was undoubtedly clear, killing the light fiercely and constantly flashing.
The killing game is desperate, the silence of autumn water is no longer silent, and it blooms with dazzling brilliance, the halberd light is heavy, the sword light is also heavy, the sword light is fast, and the sword light is faster.
The six people joined forces, and for a while, there was no gain at all. Only Xia Ziyi, who was born with the second robbery, displayed a surprising amount of combat power, subverting the world's long-standing cognition.
"Oh?"
A strange color flashed in Zong Qianqiu's eyes, he didn't expect that King Haowu of Daxia could do so much. If Ning Chen was here, there would certainly not be any surprises. The former Great Xia Prince, although kind-hearted and unsuitable to be an emperor, was a true generation of arrogance. If it wasn't for the arrow at the beginning, he might have been far away. Others of the younger generation
People are left behind. Xia Ziyi doesn't like fighting, so in the eyes of the world, it is not so dazzling. Compared with the underworld's Mingzi, the god's son of the gods, and the Jianyi of the deserted city, the light is much worse, but in terms of real strength, it is great. King Xia Haowu was never weaker than
Anyone, even stronger.
With the cooperation of the five knives, Hua Zhuang abandoned the defense and only attacked, and the divine power added the power of the halberd, and the shocking sound exploded.
Xia Ziyi's sword was at the gate, and Wanfu was not allowed to open it. He was dazzling with a dazzling and upright body, and the sky of the entire imperial city was as bright as the daytime.
"Remnant Wind"
Seeing that the people in the formation are unshakable, Zong Qianqiu once again adjusted the generals and summoned another Xiantian.
After Can Feng walked out, the remaining five Shenwu Guards followed, their silhouettes flashing, and they stepped into the battle.
The silver gunlight crossed, stopped six people, and Liming swept into the battle, Tai Shigong could no longer continue to watch, and opened the golden scroll of Confucianism, helping Liming meet the battle.
Swords, lights, swords and shadows intertwined, the silver gun body Yan went to Yan back, and after blessing the power of the Confucianism Golden Scroll, Can Feng and others were also not allowed to take a step.
The two men who fought bravely, with their extreme skills, protected the millennium dynasty and the thousands of people below.
However, the strongest person has not yet shot, his stern eyes flashed with brilliance, and he walked through the battle step by step, his right hand was raised, and the Taoist spell was scattered and flew into the distance, forming a huge formation above the sky.
In the Hall of Heavenly Mandate, three dark dragon guard commanders with gold embroidered patterns on their clothes knelt in the hall, requesting the person on the dragon chair to order the opening of the information under the state-suppressing device.
"Pretty." Xia Mingri got up and said.
The three Dark Dragon Guard leaders bowed deeply, their figures flashed, and disappeared from the hall. Not long after, under the palace, the earth rumbled, and under the purple aura that was many times stronger than that of the Lihuo Dynasty, several powerful auras loomed. The next moment, an old figure opened his eyes and just glanced at the sky. , then step
went up.
The ancient and desolate aura rippled on the old man. Although it was powerful, it was also short-lived. The last light of life was only allowed to bloom once, and it was fleeting.
"Welcome to the Emperor Xiaoyu"
Xia Mingyue knelt down and bowed to people for the first time since ascending the throne.
King Xiaoyu of Daxia, the only brother of the former thirteenth generation Mingzhu of Daxia, the two joined forces to protect Daxia for 40 years, and the world was silent.
In the killing formation, Xia Ziyi felt the blood of the old man, which belonged to the royal family.
"good"
The old man glanced at Chu Ziyi, who was fighting bravely in the formation, a faint relief flashed on the extremely old face, and the royal bloodline did not disappoint him.
Seeing the appearance of the old man, Zong Qianqiu frowned. The powerhouse at the peak of the Three Tribulations cannot be underestimated.
"Diffuse Yin and Yang, transform the four images, no sun in all directions, anger sea and thunder"
Zong Qianqiu's hands were sealed, but when he heard the rumbling thunder, the dark clouds in the sky rolled and roared, and one after another terrifying thunder struck down, criss-crossing, turning the surrounding hundred meters into a sea of thunder.
The power of the incantation trembled the world, and when the thunder came, King Xiaoyu moved his feet, and instantly came to the front of the military commander Yongye.
Zong Qianqiu turned his palm to block the move, and with a bang, he stepped back three steps in a row, his blood surging.
"The background of Daxia is really extraordinary, but unfortunately it can't last for a long time."
The thunder came into the world, and his eyes were full of dazzling thunder. The figure of King Xiaoyu moved quickly, constantly switching between the thunders.
Zong Qianqiu saw that the person in front of him could not last for a long time, so he did not choose to face it head-on, trapping the enemy with thunder, waiting for the moment when the former vanished.
"Too deceitful"
During the killing round, Xia Ziyi felt that Xiaoyu's ancestor's breath was weakening, and his anger was difficult to suppress, the murderous intention finally appeared, the situation on the sword changed, Haoran's righteousness turned benevolent, and the sign of Asura first appeared.
Hua Zhuang and others suddenly felt the pressure soaring, a sword light flashed in front of a Shenwuwei, and when he looked back, he was already in a different place.
Xia Ziyi resisted a halberd, swept out of the killing formation, and came to Zong Qianqiu in a flash, a sword fell, and the autumn water shook three thousand feet.
Zong Qianqiu retreated, flashed this sword, the brilliance of his right hand flashed, and four spells flew out, reproducing the Qimen technique.
"Diffuse yin and yang, transform the four images, there is no sun in all directions, and the universe borrows the law"
The four flame gods appeared in the world. The flame gods were more than ten feet tall and slammed down with a fist. The terrifying heat wave instantly set the surrounding air on fire. Terrified.
At this moment, in the distant sky, ghosts spread, and a person and a sedan chair came slowly in the faint ringtone. Next to the ghost sedan, a familiar figure loomed, plain white clothes, hunting and dancing in the wind.
At this moment, everyone in the world was shocked, looking at the figure beside the ghost sedan with disbelief.
Feeling the dangerous aura on the person who came, Yan Tianshi looked solemn and said, "You, name", "Daxia Zhiminghou, Ning Chen"