Chapter 1292

In front of the central altar, Ning Chen appeared. After several years, he came back to the witch family.

The bright young Tianjiao, who used to be on the ancient battlefield of the bloody moon, now meet each other with different identities.

On the altar, Tianxin looks at the young man in black in front of him with a complicated look.

In just a few years, the famous thirteen princes of the primitive magic world have been able to stand in front of her.

"The queen Amethyst of my family died in your hands." Tianxin sighed.

"On the battlefield, the sword has no eyes."

Ningchen face without any shame, light way, "Tianxin girl if want to get back justice for the Amethyst witch, I accompany."

"When you meet on the battlefield, you will live and die. Your highness is not at fault. However, since I met on the ancient battlefield of XueYue, I have always wanted to compete with your highness. Can you give me some advice?" Heaven's heart is the right way.

"Compared with Wu, there must be some color. Since Tianxin girl can't choose the future of Wu clan, it's better to gamble on the result of this battle." Ning Chen calm way.

"How to bet?" Heaven's heart looks serious.

"Ten moves, Tianxin girl can't win, the war between the two realms, the witch family no longer intervene." Ning Chen sinks a voice way.

"Ten moves?"

Heaven heart smell speech, brow light wrinkle, way, "Your Highness good life self-confidence."

The gap between Wang Jing and Huang Dao is far beyond imagination. Not to mention ten moves, even three moves, are all insurmountable limits.

"Confidence comes only when you have strength." Ning Chen is not modest at all.

"Please show your confidence."

The heart of heaven raised his hand and looked colder and colder.

Ning Chen stepped forward and ascended to the sky step by step, and went directly to the central altar, which symbolized the imperial power of the witch family.

On the central altar, the king and the emperor look at each other, and the magic and holy light surround them. The war is imminent.

"Please

Please word down, heaven heart double palms light lift, gold shining, to the pure and holy.

The power of the supreme emperor will spread for thousands of miles, and the war will start, closing all the secrets around.

In front of him, Ning Chen holds the ghost sword with his right hand, and the sword is powerful.

A sword holds the sky, and the divine sword cuts down strongly. It's amazing. The light of the sword breaks through the endless holy power and cuts to the front of the wizard emperor.

"Well?"

Tian Xin's eyes are fixed, his hands are slightly turned, and his flesh and blood are hard to shake the benefits of the divine soldiers.

The sword palms collide, and the torrent and undercurrent vibrate sharply, destroying everything around.

The changing scene, heaven and earth quickly darkened down, all the glory was swallowed up.

The first move is to shake the power of the emperor with the ghost sword.

On the central altar, Tianxin looks at the nine dragons in the fierce wind and waves in front of him, with a slightly frozen look.

It turned out that this was the bottom card for him to fight against the emperor.

Qihuang's secret art is the strongest weapon for the Qihuang people to fight against the world. In its heyday, it can fight against the emperors of all ethnic groups.

"With such attainments, your highness, you are the most special opponent I've ever met. Next, I won't stay."

In the eyes of heaven's heart, the golden splendor is flourishing, and the mighty imperial power is rising, which startles thousands of miles of wind and cloud.

The emperor's hand, on the void, the holy light converged, the twelve witches appeared, and the supreme holy power swept nine days and ten places.

In front of him, Ning Chen stood still, looking at the twelve witches in the sky. He turned his sword into the ground, and thousands of swords rose up, shaking the emperor's vision.

Extreme way, Emperor way, two powerful forces impact, the aftershock of terror shock, ten thousand sword collapse.

The emperor's power is endless, the twelve witches shake the earth, the emperor's vision is suppressed, and all laws are scattered.

Ning Chen looks down, and points to Ning yuan, and then urges three points of the sword.

The most powerful sword is dazzling, endless sword pressure diffusion, once again block the twelve witches.

Sword 12 this world, infinite sword, bright as the stars, ran into the emperor road vision.

"Boom!"

Violent big shock rings out, bipolar collision, in the war situation, Ning Chen's foot retreats half a step, a body blood gas turns violently to gush up.

"Lin!"

Ning Chen drinks deeply, behind him, the evil spirit gathers, and the huge word Lin appears, suppressing the turbulent blood gas in the body.

"The secret of Fenglin!"

Heaven heart see this, eyes slightly squint up, the demon royal family of wind forest forbidden technique, the thirteen Prince unexpectedly cultivated this method.

"Qihuang secret skill, Fenglin forbidden skill, your highness, how many cards do you have?"

Tianxin raised his hand, gently pointed, a dazzling golden light broke out of the sky, unprecedented terrible imperial power, directly tearing the void, pressing down the destiny ahead.

"Mountain

Ningchen steps, behind him, the word Lin changes, and the secret skill of the word Shan is in this world. It's as immobile as a mountain, and it's hard to block the golden light of the emperor's way.

The magic of ningchen's whole body is full of evil spirit. Thousands of threads and thousands of times are interwoven. The holy imperial Dharma appears and blocks the power of the emperor.

Golden light impact, thousands of evil Silk Road collapse, Yu Jin impact, ningchen step back at the foot.Drip of blood, dyed red clothes, Ning Chen step at the foot, the wind word magic blessing, the figure instantly swept out.

Attack and defense conversion, Ning Chen takes the initiative to attack, fire word secret technique urges, aggression like fire.

With one blow, the magic fire attacks the sky, and many attacks accumulate, breaking through the realm of the king, and the imperial power looms.

"Boom!"

Attack close, Tian Xin's face congealed, slender hands raised, hard block magic power.

One attack after another, constantly impact the emperor's body protection light, the imperial power is endless, indestructible.

"Drink!"

With a deep drink, Ning Chen takes another step at his feet, and his whole body is full of evil spirit. Feihong decides to urge Jidao's martial arts. The ghost sword cuts it off, and a sword opens the yellow spring.

"Your sword has surpassed the king's way."

Tianxin turns his left hand slightly and blocks the sword with a bang.

Jianwei and Huangwei collide with each other again, and the Supreme Huangwei suppresses Jianwei and blows away the sword Qi.

The sword Qi dissipates, the imperial power is not exhausted, a palm print to know life chest.

"Roar!"

Crisis, Ning Chen around, Kowloon roar, protect the Lord.

Qihuang's secret skill blocks the power of the emperor, and Jiulong collapses in response to the sound. The fierce aura of heaven and earth vibrates and shakes back Zhiming's body.

Strong, strong is hard to shake, the emperor's way is strong, the manpower is hard. At the edge of the altar, Ning Chen stabilizes his body, raises his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his fighting spirit is still in his eyes.

It's been a long time since we had such a good fight.

"To the limit, your highness, your strength makes me look at it with new eyes, but it's still not enough." Tianxin said.

Ten moves have already exceeded the limit of the kingdom. It's not so easy to go retrograde to kill immortals.

"There is no limit to my sword."

Ning Chen calm should a, whole body all strength scatter, return to nature, only have a sword.

All kinds of methods dissipate, the sword spirit soars to the sky, all things move in a circle of thousands of miles, and the sword Qi rises to the sky without beginning or end.

In front of him, the heart of heaven saw this, and he looked serious.

Now he is different.

Is this his sword?

Silent sword world, heaven and earth change, only the sword, full of every corner.

"Big sword world"

"sword emperor!"

The sword of the extreme way surpasses all methods. Ning Chen's figure rises slowly, and his black hair dances wildly, just like the emperor in the sword. His power is invincible.

With one sword, the sword world disintegrates. The endless sword Qi converges into one, and the light of the sword shines in jiuchongtian.

The sword light falls, the unprecedented threat presses down, the sky heart looks a congealed, the hands join together, suddenly receives the sword of the extreme way.

BAM, BAM, BAM, the sword's impact, Tianxin's foot retreated three steps in a row, and the central altar under him could not bear the terrible power and collapsed.

The lotus steps fall to the ground, the battle situation is decided, the eye light of the heart of heaven changes slightly, a moment later, the heart sighs softly.

Providence!

In the void, Ning Chen's sword spirit dispersed, and his figure came down from the sky. He looked at the wizard emperor in front of him and said, "accept."

"Your Highness, I hope I made the right choice today." Heaven's heart looks complicated.

At this time, in the distance, the magic cloud swept, the mighty imperial power reappeared, and quickly approached.

"He's coming, you go."

The sky heart feels, the facial expression is slightly heavy, remind a way.

"See you later."

Ning Chen nodded and continued to walk toward the north.

Soon after Zhiming left, the magic sun circled over the central altar. In the huge magic sun, the seven Yao devil emperor walked out and looked down at the central altar destroyed by the war.

"Wu Huang, why didn't you leave him?" Seven Yao evil emperor sink a voice way.

"Can't the devil see it?"

Heaven heart light way, "not I don't want to stay, but can't stay, the emperor sincerely remind a, if the demon royal family again so let it go, let this son grow up, I'm afraid even if the demon Emperor himself, also hard to leave him."

Seven Yao evil emperor smell speech, look ugly abnormal, cold voice way, "Wu Huang's words, this emperor wrote down, see you later."

With the sound of words falling, Qi Yao demon emperor's evil spirit surged around him, and his figure melted into the void and disappeared.

In the north, at the end of the northern continent, in the ice and snow, Ning Chen came. It was extremely cold.

"Shisan Zi, where are you going to escape?"

In the rear, the voice of the seven Yao demon emperor rang out and approached quickly.

Ning Chen cold hum, the footstep doesn't stop, continue to go forward.

Far north, on the top of the mountain, Ning Chen steps forward and looks at the peaks of the sky around him.

If it can add some trouble to the demons, he is willing to do it.

Ning Chen holds the sword. His whole body is full of sword spirit. He cuts the sky with a sword and falls down.

A sword breaks through the air. The sword's strength is 30000 Zhang. With a dazzling sword, it directly cuts to the peak in the distance.

"Boom!"

The sword Qi breaks the sky peak, and the whole northern heaven and earth vibrates violently. After a few breath, an extremely strong palm force breaks through the air and blows to the distance to know its fate.At the top of the mountain, Ning Chen looks back and waves his sword to meet the emperor.

"Boom!"

The double demons start the war, and the world dust is moved by their great power. Under the pressure of their amazing strength, one mountain after another collapses and rocks splash, falling from the void.

Several big peaks collapsed, but the heaven and earth were surprisingly calm, and there was no dramatic change in the shaking of heaven and earth.

Ning Chen congmou, instantly understand.

The Optimus peak here is not all true.

It seems that the lesson of the extreme East made the prince of the demon royal family on guard.

"Thirteen sons, your life is taken by the emperor!"

In the sky, the figure of the seven Yao devil emperor came down, and the powerful magic power was full of air, which was heavy and hard to breathe.

"Seven Yao devil emperor, I said, you can't kill me. That was the case then, and it's the same today."

Ning Chen wields the sword, in the eye the fighting spirit is more and more blazing, cold voice way.

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