Chapter 272

The Yongye cult is more martial, with two figures in opposition, one in green and the other in light blue.

The first and second generals in the first hall were more powerful, which immediately attracted many deacons and zonglao's interest to have a look.

"Tongguang, please," Tanzhu chuckled.

"Please" Ning Chen calm way.

It's hard to refuse Tanzhu's invitation to fight. Before the last battle, there was no Tanzhu general in the first temple.

Tanzhu waved, and a green sword appeared beside him. He reached out to hold it. Bixin opened the front.

It is one of the three legendary swordsmen of the god religion. It reappears the sharp edge, the glow of Xia green and shines on the heaven and earth.

Ning Chen draws his sword to meet the enemy, with a long and narrow blade.

In a flash, the sword fights with each other, the elegant sword meaning is out of the ordinary, the move is seven points, keep three points, the sword power is endless, the first is invincible.

Ning Chen is the same light. He has a long blade in his hand. He can see the move for a long time. The cold front crisscross and the light of the sword is exhausted.

"Tongguang general's sword is sharper than before," said one of the deacons who watched the battle.

"Well, however, the Tanzhu general is still the first among the generals, and the Tongguang general may not want to win," an old God pope said calmly.

"I don't know if I have a chance to see the water shadow of Tanzhu general this time," the former sighed.

"It's very difficult, the general of Tongguang should not have the strength yet," said the God Pope beside him.

The conversation between the two is also a question that people around want to know. Outside the martial arts field, everyone around the audience is seriously watching the increasingly fierce battle. They want to see how the strength of the two generals has changed a year later.

Ning Chen in the hands of the long blade against the enemy at the same time, more attention to the people around him, for the victory of this battle, he does not care, he is more concerned about understanding more information.

The innate spiritual consciousness covers the whole martial arts field. Everyone's words fall into his ears exactly. When he first heard the name of Shuiguang Yingshen, he couldn't help wondering.

Mind pressed, ningchen sword faster three points, move to defeat the enemy, forcing the people in front of you.

Sandalwood bamboo's eyes flashed a different color. Seeing the former exerting all his strength, he no longer hid himself. As soon as he stepped on his feet, his figure was like a dream. In the flow of water and light, his figure had disappeared.

Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, and he was absorbed in the mystery of body method.

It's hard to distinguish the true from the false when swords fight. When the cold blade passes by, the water light will be broken and disappear.

The exquisite body method makes people intoxicated. The combination of quickness and dexterity shows the power of the top martial arts.

In the sound of jingle, the sword had already engaged in dozens of moves. A moment later, Ning Chen's chest, a long green sword appeared silently, and nearly half a step away, stopped.

At the end of the battle, Tanzhu will win again.

"I lost," Ning Chen said quietly.

"This year, you have made a lot of progress," said Tanzhu with a gentle smile.

"Unfortunately, it's still not your opponent," Ning Chen replied.

"I'm two years older than you, and I'll take advantage of it. With your understanding, I'll surpass me one day"

after that, Tanzhu stopped for a moment, and immediately continued, "this may be the last time for us to compete. I'm going to step into the congenital realm to fill the position of patriarchal daughter. You should be more careful when you fight with Wu Jun in the future"

"en" Ning Chen nodded, In response.

The two separated and went back to their own palaces. The deacons and the patriarchs around the martial field also scattered and went back to their own positions.

Ten days later, the second temple of Yongye ordered the general of Tongguang to leave for the front battlefield as soon as possible.

After receiving the order, Ning Chen is silent for a moment. Although he hasn't found a better time, he knows he can't wait any longer.

In the deep of night, Ning Chen, who restored his true nature, covered his breath with the volume of chaos. According to the observation of these days, he quickly rushed to the first temple.

As the plain clothes pass by, the patrolling religious guards are not aware of it. A strong man who was born with the third disaster is absolutely not what these ordinary guards can find.

Ning Chen knows that Zong Qianqiu has always been in the second temple. Generally, he will not appear. Therefore, as long as he is not close to the second temple, he is safe for the time being.

In front of the majestic first temple, two top generals of Jiupin guard in front of the door and observe every move around.

At this moment, the light of the sword flashed by, and the two generals felt nothing but a flower in front of them.

At the same time, the throat of several powerful religious figures hiding in the dark was full of blood. They opened their mouths, but they could not speak any more.

The door of the temple opens, Ning Chen walks into it, the spirit consciousness sweeps, and walks forward step by step.

Nuota's palace is now empty, empty on the throne.

In the main hall, it was cold and clear, without any valuable discovery. Ning Chen didn't stay much, so he quickly went to the back of the hall.

"You..."

The figure suddenly appeared, the words in the mouth haven't had time to say, is a sword, fell into the dust.I can't even close my eyes until I die. I can't figure out how the people in front of me broke into the god religion and how they concealed the eyes of so many people in the god religion.

In the temple, there is no congenital strong one. The strongest one is no more than the top of Jiupin or half step congenital. It's just that such a person can't pose any threat to Ning Chen. In consternation, he doesn't even have a chance to speak.

It's not a long road. There are fallen figures everywhere. Blood is dripping down and the corridor is dyed red at night.

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded, Ning Chen around, scene mutation, countless white bone figure appeared in all directions, fast approaching.

Dense white bones, one can not see the head, thousands of people can not help scalp numbness.

"Mirage?"

Ning Chen's face did not change. He put his sword into the ground and pressed it with his right hand. The fierce sword was out of the ground, and the white bones around him suddenly turned into ashes and disappeared.

However, after the white bone disappeared, thousands of Yin soldiers gathered between the heaven and the earth, and the decadent spears surrounded again.

Ning Chen's face coagulates, the Yin soldier borrows a way, this kind of scene three years ago he saw in the underground mansion, didn't want to see again today.

This time, there was no small white horse to help break through the battle. Ning Chen held the sword, and his body flashed into a streamer, and disappeared into the Yin soldiers. In an instant, the sword was like the wind, and the remnant soldiers were flying.

"Keng"

when swords and swords fight, headless Knights appear in the battle, wave their swords, and resist the former.

The four battles are closely coordinated, and the horse's hooves are stepping on the ground.

Looking at the Yin soldiers around again, Ning Chen doesn't want to drag them any more. His long sword is frosty, and the snowflakes are falling all over the sky. When the snow is fast, he will start to move on.

"Three thousand li sword snow"

the sharp sword spirit, with extremely cold air, surges out. The surrounding Yin soldiers and headless knights are frozen in an instant. The next moment, the sword spirit bursts out, and the frozen figure bursts into pieces.

At the same time, it is difficult for the mirage array to bear the extreme power. The beads of the square array collapse, and the surrounding space immediately turns back to reality.

Ning Chen doesn't know whether the movement of just now has already startled the other people of the divine religion, dare not delay, the foot moves, quickly move forward.

In the second Hall of eternal night, in front of the crisscross chessboard of heaven and earth, Zong Qianqiu meditates silently. When he is about to settle down, suddenly, his eyes flash cold light, and his figure disappears.

The first temple, Ning Chen, after crossing the mirage array, finally broke into the secret place of the eternal night cult, baizhuantian Pavilion.

The Tiange is very broad and contains numerous sutras. However, the really precious martial arts are protected by prohibitions and are easy to identify.

Ning Chen spreads out his mind and soon finds what he is looking for. He breaks the ban with his sword and takes it up.

At this time, Ning Chen's body, the volume of chaos vibrates violently, as if sensing something in general.

"The book of heaven?"

Ning Chen looks a change, according to induction, a sword cut open in front of obstacles, quickly forward.

After baizhuantian Pavilion, the nihilistic temple, a boundless place of nihilism and chaos, in the hall, the silver light reverberates between heaven and earth, forming a world of its own.

In the void, an ancient book shining with black brilliance rises and falls. It is as black as ink, swallowing the light around it as a black hole.

The eternal night Scripture is a legend that records the history of the religion for countless years.

After seeing the empty ancient books, Ning Chen's body vibrates more violently. When he is shocked, his figure flashes by and immediately deceives him.

However, just as it was drawing near, the glory of the Yongye Temple stood in the way.

In the past, in order to prevent anyone from listening to the moon and peeping into the secret of the divine religion with the help of chaotic scrolls, Emperor Wu himself set up a ban around the divine Scriptures to prevent the divine secrets.

Ning Chen sensed the strong breath that was coming from afar. Without hiding it, his whole body's breath was rising. He gathered the surrounding skills on the sword and broke the sword.

With the sound of explosion, there were cracks in the forbidden Guanghua, and then it collapsed.

Ning Chen comes forward and grabs the eternal night God's Canon, but he doesn't think about it. At this moment, a terrible breath that he didn't feel before comes. With a terrible palm, he breaks through the air.

There is no omen of a palm, Ning Chen has come and can't escape, horizontal sword resist, but see, sword broken, blood surge, plain white body dye blood fly out.

A move seriously injured, terrible extremely strong, did not show up, just to retain the move, it has shown people shocking terror strength.

"It's you, it's really a big burden." at this time, Zong Qianqiu came to see the figure of serious injury, and the killing was very fierce.

Ning Chen didn't say a word, strong endure the body of serious injury, turn round to escape.

"Can you escape"

with a cold hum, I quickly catch up with you, and the blue charm flies out of my hand, and the thunder sea drops down.

Ning Chen waves the sword to block the move, breaks the sword to continue the front, the hard regret faces the body thunder.

With a bang, the plain white figure fell from the air and smashed into the palace below, raising dust all over the sky.

Even though Qianqiu stepped down from the air and waved away the thunder and dust, his shadow was gone.

"Temple Lord" remnant wind and five Shenwu Wei come, please."A hall a hall to search, he was seriously injured, run not far" longitudinal Qianqiu cold voice.

"Yes"

canfeng and the five shenwuwei respectfully accepted the order.

At the back of a temple not far away, Ning Chen covered his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood, dyed the whole sleeve red. His figure staggered several times, and seemed to faint at any time. The power of one palm was so terrible.

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