The Eternal Night Divine Religion, compared with the martial arts field, has two figures facing each other, one with a turquoise battle suit and the other in a light blue battle suit.
In the first hall, the two generals who ranked first and the second were more martial, immediately attracted the interest of many deacon deacons and elders of the sect, who came to have a look.
"Tongguang, please," Tanzhu laughed softly.
"Please" Ning Chen calmly said.
Sandalwood invites to fight, it is difficult to refuse, the last battle before Xiantian, from then on, there will be no sandalwood generals in the first temple.
Tan Zhu waved his hand, and a green ancient sword appeared beside him, stretched out his hand to hold it, and Bi Ling opened up.
One of the three legendary swordsmen of the gods, reappears the sharpness, the radiance of green light, and illuminates the world.
Ning Chen drew his sword to meet the enemy, the long and narrow blade, with a cold light.
In an instant, the eyes, the sword confrontation, the elegant sword intent, the otherworldly, the move is seven points, the defense three points, the sword power is endless, and the first is undefeated.
Ning Chen is already in the same light, the long blade in his hand is a move that has been seen for a long time.
"General Tongguang's sword is stronger than before," said a deacon watching the battle outside the martial arts field.
"Well, however, the Tanzhu general is still the first among the generals. It is unlikely that the Tongguang general wants to win," an old sect leader calmly analyzed.
"I don't know if I will have a chance to see the water and light shadow of the Tan Bamboo warrior this time," the previous person sighed.
"It's very difficult, Tongguang Warrior should not have this strength yet," said the old Pope of God next to him. The conversation between the two is also a question that the people around them want to know. Outside the martial arts field, everyone onlookers is watching the increasingly fierce confrontation in the field. How does the strength of
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While facing the enemy with a long blade in his hand, Ning Chen focused his attention on the people around him. He didn't care about the outcome of the battle, he was more concerned about learning more information.
The innate spiritual consciousness covers the entire martial arts field, and everyone's words fall into their ears literally. The first time I heard the name Shuiguangyingshen, I couldn't help but have doubts.
With his mind pressed down, Ning Chen's sword stance was faster by three points, attacking the enemy and persecuting the person in front of him.
A strange color flashed in Tan Zhu's eyes. Seeing the former exerting all his strength, he no longer hides himself. As soon as he stepped on it, his figure was illusory.
Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, and he focused his attention on the mystery of his body technique.
Swords clash, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
The exquisite movement is fascinating, the combination of fast and skillful, showing the power of the top martial arts.
Near the sound of the tinkling, the swords had already clashed for dozens of moves. After a while, a long green sword appeared silently on Ning Chen's chest, and stopped at the half-step danger.
When the battle is over, the Tanzhu battle will win again.
"I lost," Ning Chen said calmly.
"This year, you've improved a lot," Tan Zhu Zhan said with a gentle smile.
"Unfortunately, it's still not your opponent," Ning Chen replied.
"I am two years older than you, and I take a lot of advantages. With your understanding, one day you will surpass me."
After speaking, Tanzhu paused for a moment, and then continued, "This may be our last time to discuss, I will soon step into the innate realm, to fill the position of the daughter of the sect, you must be more careful when you fight with Wujun in the future. "
"En." Ning Chen nodded and replied.
The two separated and returned to their own palaces. The deacon of the gods and the elders around the martial arts field also dispersed and returned to their own positions.
Ten days later, the Second Temple of Eternal Night, an order came out, ordering the warriors of the same light to leave for the frontline battlefield support as soon as possible.
After Ning Chen received the order, he was silent for a moment. Although he hadn't found a better time, he knew that he couldn't wait any longer.
In the middle of the night, Ning Chen, who had recovered to his true appearance, used the scroll of chaos to hide his breath. Based on the observations of these days, he quickly rushed towards the first temple.
Su Yi passed by, and the patrolling divine guards didn't notice it. A strong man who was born with the third robbery is definitely not something that these ordinary guards can find.
Ning Chen knew that Zong Qianqiu had been sitting in the second temple, and under normal circumstances, he would not appear, so as long as he didn't get close to the second temple, he would be safe for the time being.
In front of the majestic First Temple, two ninth-rank peak warriors stood guard in front of the door, observing every move around.
At this moment, the sword light flashed, and the two warlords only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and then they no longer felt anything.
At the same time, blood spurted from the throats of the digital gods powerhouses hidden in the darkness, opened their mouths, but could no longer speak.
The door of the temple opened, Ning Chen walked into it, his spiritual sense swept over, and walked forward step by step.
Nuoda's palace is now empty, and the throne is empty.
In the main hall, it was deserted, and there was no valuable discovery. Ning Chen didn't stop there, and quickly walked towards the back of the hall.
"you… "
The figure that suddenly appeared, the words in his mouth had not yet had time to say it, and the sword had already sealed his throat and fell into the dust.
I can't close my eyes until I die. I can't understand how the person in front of me broke into the divine religion, and how it was hidden from the eyes of so many people in the divine religion.
In the temple, there is no innate powerhouse, the strongest person is only the ninth-rank peak or half-step innate, but, such a person can't pose any threat to Ning Chen, and he doesn't even have a chance to speak.
Not a long way, there are fallen figures everywhere, with blood dripping down the corridor at night.
Suddenly, strange voices sounded, the scene around Ning Chen suddenly changed, and countless figures of bones appeared in all directions, approaching quickly.
The dense white bones, the head can't be seen at a glance, are thousands of thousands, making people's scalp numb.
"Is it a fantasy?"
Ning Chen's expression did not change, the long sword in his hand sank into the ground, his right hand pressed down, the powerful sword intent smashed out, and the surrounding bones instantly turned into flying ashes and vanished.
However, after the bones disappeared, thousands of yin soldiers gathered between the heavens and the earth, and the rotten spears were gloomy and surrounded again.
Ning Chen's face condensed, Yin Bing borrowed, he had seen this scene in the underworld three years ago, and he didn't expect to see it again today.
This time, there was no little white horse to help break the formation, Ning Chen held the sword, his body turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the shadow soldiers.
"Keng"
The swords clashed, and the headless knight appeared in the formation, waving the battle ge in his hand to block the former's pace.
The four battles cooperated seamlessly, the horse's hoofs trod, and the power was pressing.
Looking at the shadow soldiers surrounding him again, Ning Chen didn't want to drag it any longer, the long sword in his hand was condensed, snowflakes were scattered all over the sky, and the snow was about to start, and he set off on the road ahead.
"Three Thousand Miles of Sword Snow"
The stern sword intent burst out with extremely freezing air, and the surrounding Yin soldiers and headless knights were instantly frozen. The next moment, the sword intent erupted, and the frozen figure shattered.
At the same moment, the phantom formation could not bear the ultimate power, the four-square array beads collapsed, and the surrounding space immediately returned to reality.
Ning Chen didn't know if the movement just now had alerted the other people of the divine sect, so he didn't dare to delay, he moved his feet and quickly swept forward.
In the second hall of Yongye, in front of the criss-crossing chessboard of heaven and earth, Zong Qianqiu pondered silently. When he was about to make a move, suddenly, a cold light flashed across his eyes, and his figure disappeared instantly.
The first temple, after Ning Chen crossed the formation of illusion, finally broke into the hidden place at the core of the Eternal Night Sect, Baizhuan Pavilion.
The Heavenly Pavilion is very wide, and there are countless scriptures in the pavilion. However, the truly precious martial arts are protected by prohibitions and are easy to identify.
Ning Chen scattered his spiritual consciousness, and quickly found what he was looking for, waved his sword to forcibly break the restriction, picked it up and left.
At this moment, the scroll of chaos vibrated violently in Ning Chen's body, as if he was sensing something.
"Book of Heaven?"
Ning Chen's expression changed. According to the induction, he cut through the obstacles in front of him with a sword and walked forward quickly.
After the Baizhuan Pavilion, the Temple of Nothingness, the boundless place of nothingness and chaos, in the hall, silver rays of light reverberate between heaven and earth, forming a world of its own.
In the void, an ancient book that shone with black brilliance ups and downs, pitch black as ink, swallowing the surrounding light like a black hole.
The Eternal Night Divine Tome, the legend records the countless years of history of the Divine Sect, in every detail.
After Ning Chen saw the ancient book of Void, the chaotic scroll in his body trembled even more, and his mind was shocked, the figure flashed, and he immediately bullied him.
However, just as it was approaching, around the Eternal Night Divine Canon, the brilliance was prosperous, blocking the way forward.
In the past, in order to prevent Fan Lingyue from peeping into the secrets of the divine religion with the help of the Scroll of Chaos, Wu Jun personally set up restrictions around the divine scriptures to block the heavenly secrets.
Ning Chen sensed the powerful aura coming from afar, no longer hiding it, the aura around his body rose up, and he gathered the surrounding skills on the sword, breaking a thousand points with one sword.
A loud explosion sounded, and cracks appeared in the forbidden Guanghua, which immediately collapsed.
Ning Chen stepped forward and grabbed the Eternal Night Divine Tome, but never thought that at this moment, an unprecedented terrifying aura descended, and a terrifying palm appeared in the air.
With the unforeseen palm, Ning Chen had no time to dodge, and the cross sword resisted, but he saw that the sword was broken, blood surged, and the plain white body was stained with blood and flew out.
A seriously injured, extremely terrifying powerhouse, did not show up, just a reserved move, has already shown shocking terrifying strength.
"It turned out to be you, it's such a big burden." At this moment, Zong Qianqiu came over, saw the seriously injured figure, and said with murderous intent.
Ning Chen didn't say a word, he endured the serious injury, turned around and ran away.
"Can you escape?"
Zong Qianqiu snorted coldly, quickly caught up, the dark cyan charm flew out of his hand, and the sea of thunder fell instantly.
Ning Chen swung his sword to block the move, broke the sword and continued the attack, regretting the approaching thunder.
With a bang, Su Bai's figure fell from the sky, smashed into the hall below, and raised the sky full of dust.
Zong Qianqiu stepped down from the air and waved away the thunder and dust, but the figure was no longer there.
"Palace Master" Can Feng and the five gods and martial guards came, please order.
"Searching from one hall to the next, he was seriously injured and couldn't run far," Zong Qianqiu said coldly.
"Yes"
Can Feng and the five Shenwu guards respectfully lead the way. At the back of a temple not far away, Ning Chen covered his mouth and vomited out a mouthful of blood, dyeing his sleeves red, his figure staggered several times, and it seemed that he might faint at any time.