Chapter 52

In front of us, there is a huge gully, which seems to be cut out by a sword, cutting between the East and the west, making it difficult to move.

Ning Chen got out of the carriage, sat in a wheelchair and walked towards the front gully, but felt a strong will to the extreme, which made his blood suddenly turn.

Ning Chen is shocked. The strong man who can be so terrible in the world can print his will between the heaven and the earth for a long time.

He has seen a lot of strong people in Jiupin peak, such as lime, Xia Miaoyu, and even the son of God, but he is still the most powerful among them.

But, he knows, none of them can do that.

Only by nature can we have such earth shaking strength.

The scar of this sword has been for some years, and the dust has turned black. In the whole world, there is no doubt that the only one who can split the heaven and earth with a sword is the supreme sword of sword city.

The pressure in Ning Chen's heart is more heavy. Everyone knows that the sword in the sword city has not arrived at the congenital state. Now it seems that it is not that he is not gifted, but that he doesn't care.

To a large extent, this sword has shown that the sword of sword city has gone beyond the scope of mortals, even if the physical bondage, it can not stop the invincible sword.

It's hard for Ning Chen from other places to understand that the sword in one's hand can reach such a terrible state.

This is no longer a man, but a real sword, a sword that can compete with heaven and earth.

No wonder the swordsmen all over the world only see one sword when they look at the deserted city.

After the wheelchair, the ink sword is shaking. To crawl in the supreme sword, Ning Chen holds the ink sword, and a trace of true Qi penetrates into it to suppress the shaking of the sword body.

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

with a clang, Mo Jian stopped shaking and seemed to respond to the master's command again.

Ning Chen got on the carriage again and made a detour. Now he has no qualification to cross the sword mark, but this day will never be far away.

He swears!

Ten days later, Ning Chen's carriage was very close to the sword city. At the same time, a news that shocked the whole summer spread gradually.

Eighth prince, dead!

Among the 19 princes and princesses in the great Xia Dynasty, there are only four people who really hope to compete for the throne of the great Xia Dynasty. The great prince is one of them, and the remaining three are the third prince, the eighth Prince and the tenth prince.

All the four princes have been crowned king, and the eighth Prince is also known as a virtuous king, who is most likely to inherit the great rule besides the great prince.

Who would have thought that such a character would be assassinated. With a powerful hand, his heart was completely broken. Soon after he returned to the palace, he was seriously injured and died.

Some people have noticed the atmosphere of conspiracy. The eldest prince is the most hopeful of the four kings. However, the eldest prince is magnanimous and upright in his life, and he has no nostalgia for the emperor.

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

Between the three people, they are afraid of each other and have mutual suspicion. They dare not make too much action all the time.

Everyone is worried that if the momentum is too strong, it will be jointly suppressed by the other two people. Therefore, the triangle is always the most stable relationship.

However, now, as soon as the eighth Prince died, the triangular relationship of mutual fear collapsed in an instant, and the matter of seizing the right will soon become white hot.

There is no longer a coalition between the two left, but the east wind over the west wind, or the west wind over the east wind, who is strong, will be able to suppress each other.

As for the battle between the winner and the prince, it will be in the future.

At the same time of the great shock in summer, in the Far West, the son of God went through the first temple of eternal night and came directly to a vast sea of nothingness. The silver light reverberated between heaven and earth, forming a world of its own.

"Eternal night scripture"

the son of God reaches out his hand, and in the void, the black and shining classics slowly fall, dark as ink, devouring the light around him like a black hole.

"What are you looking for"

at this moment, a powerful and tall figure came, and the atmosphere of dominating the world twisted the whole void.

"Wu Jun"

the son of God respectfully saluted the younger generation and said, "I'll find the information about the book of heaven again"

"Oh? It seems that he has gained something this time "

Wu Jun flashed a different color between his eyes. He said slowly that there are many young generals in the Yongye cult, but he is most satisfied with Jun Shaoqing, who is not arrogant and impetuous, persistent and has his father's old style.

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

"Well? It was it "

after hearing this news, Wu Jun could not be calm. In the book of heaven, although the volume of life is not the strongest one, it is the most special one.

ten volumes of the book of heavenly days, the beginning of which is the respect of God, the change of mumbo jumbo, the end of nothing, and the other six volumes have their own energy.

The son of God opens the eternal night Scripture, which records the countless years since the creation of the eternal night, the ancient books burst out a dazzling black light, swallowing the sky and destroying the earth.

The eternal night Scripture is the volume of Ming in the ten volumes of the book of heaven, in which all things of tomorrow and earth will be included.In the dazzling light, the ten characters are arranged in turn, among which the six characters of Sheng, Ming, Yue, Xing, Di and Luan have been lit up, while the remaining four characters are still dark and can't be seen clearly.

Wu Jun looked at the six bright characters in the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly. He was surprised and said, "I didn't expect that the book of heaven had been born in six volumes"

the son of God nodded and said, "among the six volumes of the book of heaven, the volume of Ming and the volume of moon are in the divine religion, the volume of line is in the sword City, and the volume of chaos is obtained by the woman in the imperial court of northern Mongolia, and the remaining two volumes are missing. However, I felt it in the family sending team in Daxia that day Although the breath of the volume of life is very short, there is no mistake "

" is there any news about the volume of land? "Wu Jun asked.

"No"

the son of God shook his head. When dizhijuan was born, it was too far away from the Yongye cult, and the place was still in the territory of Daxia, so it was difficult for the strong of the cult to arrive in time.

The disappearance of two volumes of Tianshu is not a good thing for the God cult. After the creation of Yongye, ten volumes of Tianshu were scattered between heaven and earth, and the God cult gained five of them. However, with the passage of time, except for the Yongye Scripture, the other four volumes of Tianshu have been lost. Even the volume of the moon in the first temple was recovered a hundred years ago.

The decline of the god religion thousands of years ago has something to do with the loss of the heavenly script. It is very important for the god religion to take back the remaining heavenly script.

"In the divine scripture, can you see the whereabouts of the scroll of the earth?" Wu Jun asked.

After a long time, he shook his head and said, "I can't see it"

Wu Jun frowned. Since the birth of Luan Zhi Juan, the role of the divine code has been more and more affected. Unfortunately, the woman in the Royal Court of northern Mongolia is still valuable, and it's not time to turn her face.

At this moment, the son of God's eyes narrowed, and what happened to the Buddha, "Wu Jun, I almost forgot to say that Mingzi also woke up"

"Oh? The variable in the rumor of the nether hell "

Wu Jun's face rose with a touch of indifference. It seemed that it was really a sign of troubled times. Even this madman had awakened.

The underworld and the ghost girl are a pair of variables of the nether hell. They are powerful. Together, they can fight against the congenital strong. However, the underworld of this generation is a madman. No matter how absurd or gifted they are, they are far beyond any other underworld in the past.

In the whole world, the only one who can check and balance Mingzi is the ghost girl. In addition, even if it's congenital, it's hard to kill Mingzi who comes out of hell.

There are always some special people in this world. Life and death are not determined by the strength of force.

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

"Tomorrow, you go to the sword city in the East. You have already taken the sword battle of that man. But before that, you go to have a hand with the new inborn of the sword City, which will help you understand the inborn state"

in the words, Wu Jun does not hide his expectation for the battle. The warrior was born for the war, and the eternal night cult has been silent for a long time If you hide, you will be completely forgotten.

The son of God nodded. He had stopped for a long time, but he couldn't really step out. He really needed a fight to stimulate himself.

……

On the wasteland, the galloping carriage has gradually slowed down. Half a day later, an ancient city can be seen vaguely, but this is not the sword city.

It's the last city in the east of Daxia, without twin cities!

Wushuangcheng is located on the road that runs through the East and the West. It is extremely prosperous. The walls of the whole ancient city are made of strange ancient wood and metal. Knives, forks, swords and halberds leave traces on them. You can see the fierce battles in the past. It has been a grand pass in the Central Plains since ancient times. I don't know how many years it has gone through, and it still stands firm today On the land of China.

Ning Chen into the city, and then at will to find an inn to stay.

The silver has almost reached the bottom, and it has become a problem that has to be solved.

It's too slow to chop firewood. It's not suitable to grab it. He has to go out and try his luck. He can still do some Kung Fu. It's no problem to fight.

What was not a problem has now become an obstacle to his progress, which is somewhat helpless.

The warrior is also a man and needs to eat.

And the challenge arena is not rare since ancient times. Without twin cities, there will be no shortage.

Ning Chen looks like a fat wolf. When he sees it from a long distance, he rushes there with all his life.

Two words were written on the flag flying in front of him: "challenge arena!" In his opinion, this is silver and bread.

It's not easy to squeeze from the crowd to the front of the challenge arena. Without saying a word, Ning Chen is going to get on the wheelchair.

On the other side of the challenge arena is a middle-aged man in green. He has a beard and a beautiful face. It can be seen that he must have been a beautiful man when he was young. Now, even when he is old, he can still charm many flower crazy girls.

What Ning Chen hates most is handsome, especially those who are more handsome than him.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man and frowned unconsciously. How could he be disabled.

"The rules?" The middle-aged man asked uneasily."The rules?" Ning Chen is a little silly. What's the rule? It's just a challenge. What's the rule?

And so on, he suddenly felt something wrong, and his eyes glanced around. When he saw a wonderful girl sitting behind the gauze curtain of the challenge arena, his head suddenly became confused.

He forgot that there is another kind of arena in the world called martial arts competition.

Ning Chen grinned and apologized, "ha ha, I'm sorry to go to the wrong place"

no matter whether it is or not, he can't stay any longer. This kind of thing is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

Words sound down, wheelchair a turn, will go down.

There's no way to earn this silver, or even he will lose it himself.

"Wait a minute"

just then, the girl behind the curtain stood up with a pretty face, but with an unpleasant sense of arrogance.

Ning Chen when did not hear, wheelchair rotation, will go down the stairs.

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

the girl was so angry that she waved her whip and slapped it at Ning Chen.

Sudden disaster, let ningchen some not happy, he just went to the wrong place, and apologized, why should be whipped.

Even if the eldest grandson didn't let him get whipped, why should this woman!

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