Chapter 1437

In the eyes of thousands of people, the God of the moon came down to the world.

"See the moon!"

In front of the altar, thousands of people who worship the moon come back from shock and salute respectfully.

When the gods came into the world, the vast divine power spread. With the help of the power of tens of thousands of years of belief of the moon worshipers, the body of the gods is extremely powerful, which seems not inferior to the noumenon of the moon god.

"Get up."

On the altar, the figure of the God of the moon came down from the sky, and the whole ancient land of worshiping the moon was shaking violently.

In front of the altar, thousands of people who worship the moon get up and look at the moon god in front of them. The waves in their hearts are still hard to suppress.

"There is something wrong with the high priest. I will go to save him first."

Time is pressing. After adapting to his new body for a short time, Luna said calmly, stepping on the lotus step, his body soared into the sky and flew to the stars.

Star space, the moon, the figure of the God of the moon flying, fast northbound.

At the end of the Vientiane realm, on the ancient life star, in the unknown palace, the thunder is so heavy that it constantly destroys the fateful body.

Lei Haizhong, a bloody Ning Chen, holds the woman in his arms tightly, and refuses to let go of Wan Lei for a moment.

The leg bone, back bone and shoulder bone were smashed by Shengsheng in the heavy thunder. The sky thunder full of destructive power destroyed most of Zhiming's body.

Not exterminate the devil, protect the Lord, hard support, barely protect the last trace of life.

Ning Chen whole body, white bone forest however visible, the whole body is full of horror crack, look terrible abnormal.

"Ah "Pretty."

Ning Chen mouth, whispered, eyes lost, no longer see a glimmer of glory.

There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart. It is hard to support the Zhiming who has lived for thousands of years to this day. A heart is already full of holes. Today's drastic changes have become the last straw to crush Zhiming's psychology. It is as strong as Zhiming and has fallen down.

Thousands of years of hard work, thousands of years of waiting, thousands of years of fighting, life is just to protect the hearts of the people who cherish, however, in the end it is in exchange for something.

The way of heaven is unjust, and we never know our fate.

"Boom!"

On the void, thunder roars down, and on Ning Chen's back, the keel collapses, the blood splashes, and the color is dazzling.

"High priest!"

At this time, outside the thunder sea, the moon god who chased Ning Chen's breath saw the scene in front of him, and his eyes shrank.

The high priest's life is at stake. The moon god does not dare to hesitate for a moment. With a light drink, the power of faith around him is surging, and the moon is lingering. With one hand, the moon god forcibly shakes away the thunder in front of him.

The moon god protects his whole body with the power of faith and sweeps to the depth of the thunder sea.

"Boom!"

In the void, thunder comes from the sky, and the power of terror blows away the power of faith and falls directly on the spirit body of the moon god.

The moon god's body falters, the spirit is affected, and the brightness is uncertain.

Fortunately, the moon worshipers' belief for tens of thousands of years is inexhaustible, and they quickly stabilize the moon spirit body.

The moon god steadied himself and continued to walk forward.

Deep in the thunder sea, the keel behind Ning Chen is seriously damaged, and his consciousness is dying.

However, as long as there are signs of life in the Leihai center, the thunder in the void will continue to fall, killing all creatures.

"High priest!"

The moon god risked his life to come forward, waved two people, and rushed to Lei Haiwai.

"Boom!"

In the void, the thunder falls and blows directly on the moon god and Zhiming, who still have signs of life, bringing out a waterfall of poignant blood.

The God of the moon, who was not good at fighting, came down to the world through all kinds of hardships, regardless of his own life and death. The protoss was proud and discriminated against the human race. The God of the moon was an exception to the Protoss. He was kind-hearted and loved by the people who worshiped the moon.

Ning Chen life disrespect heaven and earth, do not kneel God, only for the God of the moon, respect.

There is a reason for everything, God and people, pay each other, today's fate, God of the moon at all costs to save each other.

Outside the palace, the moon god pulls two people out. The spirit is impacted by the thunder, and the loss is not small.

"Immortal."

Ning Chen shoulder, small gourd fly out, big eyes full of tears, just in the thunder sea dare not appear, now out of the thunder sea, immediately appeared to rescue.

On one side, the moon god gently lifted his hand, and the power of faith moved the aura between heaven and earth, which continuously penetrated into Zhiming's body.

Two people join hands, Ning Chen body, broken abnormal body began to quickly repair, bone remodeling, blood countercurrent.

At this moment, the immortal body shows its power. No matter how much damage it is, it will recover at the speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, it will recover as before.

"High priest."

The moon god stops, and his beautiful face is full of worry.

"Xianchang, wake up."

The little gourd reached out to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes and sobbed.

In front of them, in their calling, Ning Chen's eyes slowly open, empty and silent, so that people can't see any human feelings."High priest."

Seeing the man in front of him wake up, the moon god's face is full of joy. Just as he is about to speak, he looks suddenly stunned.

Eyes of the high priest!

"Immortal, you scared me to death."

The little gourd rushed up and Taotao burst into tears.

"I'm fine."

Ning Chen stretched out his hand to pat the head of small gourd, light voice way.

Little gourd raised his head and said, "really?"

"Really."

Ning Chen nods, on the face forcibly reveals a smile, way.

Xiaohulu is innocent, and can't see any fake. She nods at ease and flies back to the God's Forbidden City.

"Your eyes, high priest?"

The moon god looked at the empty eyes of the white haired young man in front of him. He was extremely sad and asked.

"Not in the way."

Ning Chen got up and said calmly, "I can't see it. For practitioners like us, it doesn't matter whether they have eyes or not."

The moon god clenches her hands tightly, and her eyes are full of sadness.

How can it be all the same? Although the practitioners can distinguish things according to their divine awareness and hearing, no matter how powerful their divine awareness and hearing are, they can not replace their eyes.

Eyes are the only thing that can distinguish the color of the world. Without them, there will be no light in the world.

"God of the moon, thank you for coming to save me. People in the divine world can't come down to earth. You'd better go back quickly, or your soul power will be seriously wasted." Ning Chen's empty eyes looked at the moon god in front of them and said with a smile.

The moon god's face was struggling. After a moment, he nodded and said, "then you will return to the divine world as soon as possible."

"I'll go back when things are done in the world." Ning Chen face still takes smile, way.

The moon god nodded and sighed in his heart. Without saying more, he left first.

That girl, three souls all have no, even if have not dead medicine, all have been impossible to bring the dead back to life again.

Ning Chen stood in front of the palace and watched the moon god leave. For a long time, he turned and hugged aman lying on the ground and walked away.

In the next hundred years, no matter in the divine world or in the human world, no one has ever seen Ning Chen, as if the world evaporated and disappeared completely.

For a hundred years, in the city of Jinxi, the red Luan star, the owner of Xiaoyue has been waiting patiently for a moment.

He knew that the magistrate would come.

As long as you know your destiny, you are still alive.

He is cunning, insidious and full of intrigues. However, he is extremely committed and will do it after a word.

In the starry sky, one by one vast star field rises and falls. A hundred years later, Ning Chen and aman have traveled all over the starry sky. A hundred years later, Ning Chen returns to the nameless Palace at the end of the starry field.

A hundred years later, Ning Chen's breath became more terrible, white hair flying, like a demon.

In front of the palace, Ning Chen walks out, his sword will spread, and the main hall behind him disintegrates quickly.

The terrible pressure of the sword is more powerful than a hundred years ago. Ning Chen, who has lost his light, has made great progress in the cultivation of the sword, almost taking that crucial step.

In a hundred years, Ning Chen's sword has become more pure. The sword has the utmost intention, and it can only be completely destroyed.

In the main hall, Ning Chen's back is bound with a bottle of blue coffin, and all things are destroyed by his steps.

Not long ago, Ning Chen came in front of the thunder sea, pressing forward with his sword and breaking the thunder.

Collapse scattered thunder, Ning Chen continue to come forward, plain clothes white hair, not stained with dust.

When aman had an accident here, even the three souls disappeared completely, leaving only the body. Ning Chen practiced for a hundred years and killed him again.

With the sword of destruction, the thunder is scattered all over the sky. It's hard to hurt your life.

At the end of the thunder sea, a hall appeared. On the hall, three thrones appeared. On the throne, there was one person sitting.

The breath of the three is very strong. Even if it's just the soul mark, it's not as much as the real strong in the fifth realm.

Ning Chen came, empty eyes swept three people, without saying a word, put down the coffin on his back, waving his sword.

"If you pass the test, you will be passed on by my da Kun sword sect."

On the throne, one spoke and said quietly.

"No need!"

Ning Chen cold voice said a, "I come here, just to kill you all!"

The words sound down, rather Chen body move, Jue Xian sharp light eyes, cut to three people.

Three peerless masters of Dakun sword sect saw this and immediately blocked each other.

However, the sword of knowing one's fate is not what it used to be.

In Ning Chen's hand, Jue Xian is unpredictable. On the sword, blood colored silk threads appear, crisscross, and bind the three people in front.

The three peerless masters of Dakun sword sect couldn't avoid it. They were immediately trapped by the bloody silk thread and their moves were restricted.

The next moment, juexian cut off, hissing, deafening.

"Eh!"

The three inheritors of Dakun sword sect snorted and their souls were cut open by the immortal sword.The souls of the three broke up. In an instant, the soul power converged sharply and turned into an ancient sword condensed from the soul power, cutting forward to know their fate.

Ning Chen doesn't move at all. On the immortal sword in his hand, the silver brilliance lights up. He knows that I'm going to chop, and I'm going to chop with a sword.

With a big bang, the ancient sword collapsed and was cut off by mingwo sword.

The three inheritors of the Da Kun sword sect came out of shape, and their figures suddenly disappeared.

Ning Chen's empty eyes looked at three people's soul imprint fade, the facial expression has no any change from beginning to end.

"Aman, let's go back to the divine world."

Ning Chen starts to carry the coffin again and walks towards the direction of hongluan star field.

Hongluan star domain, Jinxi City, Xiaoyue, the second floor of Chang'an. The owner of Xiaoyue put down his business and said, "hongluan, pack up, we're leaving."

PS: tomorrow, I'll add more. I'll read in a civilized way. Don't, don't, don't scold the author

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