Chapter 1238

In the west of hongluan, on the big star of life, young master Xiaobai fought against Xiusi, the third strongest man in the holy land.

The head of the Heavenly Sword shows its power to cut the sky and move the earth. It directly splits the void and comes to the world.

Before the crisis, childe Xiaobai broke out amazing power, and the Dragon scales all over his body loomed. He was absolutely defensive and hard to block the power of Tianjian.

The war of shaking the sky and the power of moving the world take two people as the center. The violent power spreads and the world changes color instantly.

In the afterwave, the two figures separated, and Hughes stabilized his figure and looked at the former with a slightly heavy look.

Scale clan?

No, this breath is dragon!

Isn't it true that the dragon clan has been exterminated? Why are there still dragon people in the world?

In front of him, the white light flashed, and the young man Xiaobai bullied him again. The white dragon roared in the sky, more powerful than before.

When Hughes regained his mind, the golden sword answered, and his feet retreated.

When the battle starts again, it's at a different level. Young master Xiaobai is full of dragon power, and his magic power is amazing.

The move of the white dragon's magic gun is unpredictable. The point, stab, sweep and split are changeable. It is blessed with divine power, and the power of destruction is unstoppable.

In the war situation, Hughes retreated again and again, and fell into the downwind in the face of a completely new opponent.

"Dragon, you are the descendant of dragon!"

Under the stormy attack, Hughes was surprised and angry, and said.

"Now that you have guessed it, you can't save your life, Xiaolong!"

The attack reaches its peak again. The shadow of the white dragon behind Xiaobai becomes visible. The power of the Dragon diffuses and the world loses its color.

After endless years, the Dragon reappeared. In the war situation, Xiusi, the leader of the tenth palace, lost his mind and spirit, and his moves began to have flaws.

"Boom, boom!"

The white dragon's magic gun is dancing, sweeping thousands of troops and breaking the mountain.

Xiusi even retreated, and on his right arm, blood kept dripping, and dyed the golden sword red.

"Back up!"

Knowing that he had no chance of winning, Hughes didn't want to fight any more, so he cut it out with a sword and quickly retreated.

"You can't go!"

Young master Xiaobai's sword Qi is scattered by a shot. He throws the white dragon magic gun in his hand. Suddenly, the magic gun turns into shape, and the Dragon roars nine days.

When the killing opportunity came, Hughes looked back and looked at the white dragon coming from behind. He cut it with his sword and blocked the dragon's power.

"Boom!"

It's amazing. It's fierce and fierce. Xius holds the sword's hand and dyes it red again.

After a moment's delay, young master Xiaobai comes to the rear, holds his right hand empty, and the magic gun coagulates again.

The unpredictable martial arts of the Dragon nationality reappeared after tens of thousands of years, and forced the third strongest in the holy land.

"Xuanhuang one Qi, eight dragons against the world."

Knowing that his identity can't be exposed, young master Xiaobai bursts into cultivation. All of a sudden, the situation changes in the nine days, the eight dragons show up, and the fantasy goes against the world.

The martial arts of the world first appeared in the human world. On the Ninth Heaven, eight dragons roared into the sky, turned into fiery meteors, and rushed to the former.

When the eight dragons were approaching, Xiusi's figure retreated, but it was too late.

This is the unique skill of the dragon people. Xiusi's horizontal sword is hard to block. The Dragon Qi passes through his body, and the golden sword is hard to block.

"Eh!"

A splash of blood, spilled all over the sky, dragon gas through the body, Hughes figure fell directly from the sky, banging down on the earth.

In the void, the figure of young master Xiaobai came down from the sky and stepped forward, not daring to be careless.

Suddenly, in the dust, a golden sword burst out of the air, sharp and sharp.

Childe Xiaobai sneered, and his figure flashed by, avoiding the sword light. In a moment, he swept into the dust.

The magic gun broke through the air and bared. It penetrated through the golden armor and directly penetrated into the king's chest.

"Eh!"

With the dull hum, Xiusi looked at the descendants of the dragon clan, and forced him to breathe the last breath. Zhenyuan urged him, and the sword sped out.

Yila, the sword swept out quickly, the left arm of young master Xiaobai spilled blood and dyed his red shirt.

"Well?"

Young master Xiaobai frowned and looked at his left arm. Did he cheat?

In front of him, Hughes was unable to fall down. When his eyes closed, a smile of joy appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Roga, next, please.

When Hughes died in battle, Roga, the Lord of the third house, had a strong look on the close life star.

Hughes! How could that be?

Soon, in the distant starry sky, the golden light galloped by at a very fast speed. In a twinkling of an eye, it reached the big star of life.

The next moment, only heard a roar of drama shock, the golden sword broke through the air and fell on the earth.

Blood stained sword, constantly wailing, a battle of life and death, the Lord of the tenth palace of holy land, fall!

Roga stepped forward and silently pulled up the golden sword. His heart was full of pain.

In less than one day, the holy land lost two palace masters one after another. There was no such loss.

Suddenly, Roga's body was shocked. He looked at the golden sword stained with blood, and his face was startled.What's the smell?

On the golden sword stained with blood, in addition to the breath of Xiusi, there was a faint and visible pressure, which was very strong.

"It's not a human race."

Luojia looks like a scale family, but they are different. It's strange.

With many doubts in his heart, Roga looked at the golden sword in his hand and frowned more and more tightly.

So, Hughes sent back the sword to tell him something.

At the same time, in the southeast of hongluan star region, the mysterious Terran strongmen attacked, and the stone kings were defeated, and most of them died.

The strong man of the human race fought back and attracted the attention of the demon royal family. Xuanqi left for the territory of the stone clan.

A few days later, Xuanqi appeared on the life star of the war between the Terran and the stone. He looked at the scars in front of him and flashed in his eyes.

It's the unique flavor of the Terran. Unexpectedly, there are so many hidden masters in the Terran.

Look at a moment, Xuanqi's figure flashed by and swept towards the nearest life star again.

These breath is obviously left not long ago, presumably the strong people of the Terran have not gone too far, he should be able to catch up.

After counting the breath, a sword light sped by in the starry sky. It was very fast and disappeared in a twinkling of an eye.

Just in the hongluan star realm, when the human race and the hundred races began to fight, a black figure appeared in front of the Celestial Star realm and the immortal burial Jedi, and appeared in the forbidden area of the world.

In front of us, there are many white bones. Before we enter, it's creepy.

Stop for a moment, rather Chen did not hesitate, step out, into the burial immortal Jedi.

After a hundred years, everything has changed. The terrain of the immortal burial Jedi is different from that of the last time.

It's as if the boundary of life is changing all the time. I'd rather walk in it and be on guard.

He was very clear that this is definitely not a pure land on earth, otherwise, the man who was pressed in the mountain had already broken the seal.

He did not know what kind of power could turn this place into a Jedi, but the purpose of its existence was probably to suppress the people in the mountains.

"Roar"

in the distance, at the end of the valley, we can hear the roar of animals thousands of miles away.

Ning Chen stops and looks at the deep valley in the distance with a light frown.

"Keng, Keng"

deep in the valley, the air is full of Yin Qi, the sound of orderly footsteps rings, and rows of soldiers in Yin armour walk by, which is gloomy and terrifying, and people dare not approach.

From the ancient times, after the collapse of the four fairylands, every once in a while, Yin soldiers appeared in every corner of the sky. I don't know where they came from and where they would go.

In the distance, Ning Chen saw the Yin soldiers in the valley. This time, there was no previous excitement.

Over the past hundred years, he has not known how many words to see the Yin soldiers passing by. In the dark, he seems to be predestined with these things. Every few days, he can always see these strange things.

Deep in the valley, the Yin soldiers appeared soon and disappeared out of thin air, as if the ancient reflection had completely disappeared.

In the distance, Ning Chen stepped on the mountain and swept towards the valley.

In the Jedi, the strange light rises and suppresses the power of heaven and earth, making it difficult for birds to walk, falling from the sky from time to time.

Under the peak, Ning Chen's figure fell, and with a thump, his legs bent down to the valley.

Absolute physical strength, terror is abnormal, jump from the summit without injury.

In the deep valley, the Yin soldiers are no longer visible, only the residual Yin Qi is diffused and gloomy to the bone.

Ning Chen walks among them, don't stay much, the figure flashed by, quickly toward the front to sweep.

At the end of the valley, straight into the cloud peak, a pair of tired eyes suddenly opened, looking ahead, showing the color of excitement.

Here he is. Here he is at last!

In front of the mountain, there are many thorns. For a hundred years, black thorns have been born out of thin air to block the way ahead, spreading thousands of miles and shaking people's hearts.

Ning Chen stops and looks at the thorns in front of the mountain. His eyes narrow slightly.

The last time I came here, these thorns did not exist. In just a hundred years, such a big change has taken place here. It seems that this trip will not be easy.

Reach out to touch, but see front bramble gently shake up, black air current diffuses, Yi Yi ground corrodes sound to ring, Ning Chen finger, the skin begins to crack, expose bloodstain.

Ning Chen takes back a hand, brow wrinkly, good terrible bramble, unexpectedly is even the body of the sky devil all can't defend.

Thinking of this, Ning Chen waved his right hand, started with the ghost sword, and began to open up wasteland honestly.

Thousands of miles of thorny mountain road, long and rugged, the next ten days, Ning Chen step by step split the road ahead, no worry.

In the rear, all the thorns were put into the green cauldron, and none of them was wasted.

Since these thorns are so terrible, they will certainly be useful in the future.

Ten days later, Ning Chen cut down nearly half of the thorns in front of the mountain, even though he felt a little tired.Ten days later, under the mountain peak, Ning Chen finally came, looking at the mountain in front of him. The ghost sword clenched and cut out with a sword.

"Boom!"

The sword cut off, but in the earth shaking earthquake, the whole mountain shook violently. In the center of the mountain, a huge crack appeared, and huge rocks flew and fell on the earth.

The mountain collapses, and the road ahead appears. Ning Chen's mind condenses and steps towards it.

In the mountain, the sound of iron rope is swaying, and there are dozens of black chains crisscross. In the center of the chain, a man in black is locked in the mountain, and he will not be able to escape for thousands of years.

"It's you at last."

Zhiming comes. In the iron rope, the man in black looks up and says.

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