Outside the Dakang Palace, the Bodhisattva broke his arms, the sky was covered with vermilion red, and the sky was foggy.

With one move, the higher the lower the right and lower the Bodhisattva's expression was shocked, and even the pain in his body could no longer be felt.

The indescribable sword, no beginning or end, Bodhisattva Zheyan looked at his flying right arm, and for a moment, his heart was surging.

When did he make a move?

In the Bodhisattva's sight, the plain figure walked away without looking back from beginning to end.

The atmosphere in Huangcheng Street was so quiet. Ning Chen walked on the street with Xia He on his back, ignoring the changes in the surrounding atmosphere.

The two of them entered the palace, which completely aroused the anger and panic of Ge Lao Li, and they all their strength were used to kill the two.

The empty street was so quiet that it was a bit creepy. Xia He walked for half a day and lay tiredly on Ning Chen's back and fell asleep peacefully, breathing smoothly, and exhaling like orchids.

Ning Chen walked very slowly and didn't want to wake up the girl on his back.

At this time, black figures flew out from all over the street, hundreds of which almost filled the entire street.

The dead soldiers of the Li family came out in full swing and killed two people. On the street, Ning Chen walked slowly forward with a calm expression as water, and walked forward without realizing it.

"kill!"

Among the hundreds of black clothes, a dull voice sounded and ordered.

Under the killing order, hundreds of dead soldiers immediately surrounded and rushed up. In an instant, Ning Chen's body, no desire or struggle, spread out.

Under the sunset, the streets of the imperial city gradually dim, wherever the sword arrives, blood is stained with dust.

Hundreds of black-clothed dead men, without exception, even had real martial arts masters inside. However, before the absolute sword was pressed, all resistance was meaningless.

A waterfall of blood burst out from the heart. Ning Chen walked by with the sleeping Xia He on his back, and behind him, corpses were everywhere.

A street is only a thousand steps away, and after a thousand steps, there is no more living.

Behind the street, at the end of the street, Tingfeng worshipper was shocked to see this amazing scene.

What's going on? Why can't you see how he takes action?

Is the difference in their realms so huge?

As night fell, the lights in the imperial city lighted up. On the way back to the inn, Ning Chen walked across a wooden bridge with Xia He on his back. Below, the flower boat sailed past, and the sound of the piano and flute echoed on the river.

The area where fireworks and willow alleys are concentrated begins to become lively at night. Xia He was awakened by the color of the piano and flute and opened his eyes hazy.

"Awaken?" Ning Chen said gently.

"Yeah." Xia He whispered.

"Come down and walk by yourself?" Ning Chen said with a smile.

"Okay." Xia He replied obediently.

Ning Chen put Xia He on his back, stood on the bridge, looking at the calm river surface, quiet without saying a word.

Xia He was by the side and quietly enjoyed the beautiful scenery without disturbing him.

The bright moon rises, and the moonlight falls on the river surface, reflecting the bright white moonlight. The turbulent imperial city will only gradually become quiet after the night falls.

"Xia He, you"

Ning Chen turned around and was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed.

On the side, Xia He's figure fell down weakly, his hair was floating, spreading on the bridge deck.

"Click!"

The scene in front of me was like a mirror flower, water and moon, the sky cracked and then shattered.

Ning Chen trembled and leaned over to help Xia He up. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surging into the latter's body.

"One soul is missing!"

After a moment, Ning Chen's expression subsided. How could this be?

The next moment, with Ningchen as the center, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth spread rapidly and spread to every corner of Dakang Imperial City.

"All one soul is missing!"

Ning Chen's expression gradually became extremely ugly, and his calm heart finally arose.

A person has three souls and one soul is missing. It does not seem abnormal in normal times. However, a person has three catastrophes and five difficulties. Once a catastrophe comes, a person with incomplete three souls has no power to resist at all.

Xia He's catastrophe should have been during the fire that night, but his appearance temporarily blocked the catastrophe for Xia He.

However, disasters are disasters, and Xia He's disaster will eventually be affected by Xia He.

Who took away everyone's soul?

Ning Chen closed his eyes, his spiritual consciousness was released, and he spread endlessly.

Ten miles, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles... In an instant, on the Forgetful River Star, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was violent and surging, as if it was out of control.

Not only Dakang Imperial City!

Ning Chen clenched his hands tightly, and his murderous intent became more and more intense.

In a very distant place, an extremely powerful aura rose and floated, as thick as a vast ocean, far beyond the human cultivator.

The Emperor’s Way!

Ning Chen opened his eyes, and the chill in his eyes was dazzling.

On this Forgetful Star, the only person who has the ability to achieve such a level is the Supreme Emperor.

In the distant land, the Forgetful River Heaven Realm, a middle-aged man in a blue and white robe opened his eyes and looked at the world, with a strange color flashing in his eyes.

What happened to the abnormal movement of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth just now?

On the Dakang Imperial City, Ning Chen picked up the unconscious Xia He, and his figure flashed through and rushed straight into the sky.

The sword light, like a fire meteor, cut through the night sky and quickly rushed towards the Forgetful River Heaven Realm in the distance.

A thousand years of waiting has only been exchanged for a year of peace, like a dream of shattering flowers, water and moon, completely angering Zhide.

In the sky, people and swords merge, and the sword light breaks through time and space, and is close to the end of the world. After a few breaths, we will come directly to the Forgetful River Heaven Realm.

A majestic and majestic small world, with rugged floating islands, birds singing and flowers blooming, like a fairyland, and extraordinary beauty.

At this moment, a sword broke through the sky above the Forgetful River Heaven Realm, and the sword light scattered, and Ning Chen walked out.

The extremely powerful sword pressure was roaring and rushing. In the sky realm, all the martial arts masters were shocked and looked at the sky.

In the center of the Heavenly Realm, the Lord Wangchuan, wearing a blue and white robe, frowned gently, showing an unpleasant look on his face.

In the sky, Ning Chen stared at the middle-aged man below and said in a deep voice, "Where are their souls?"

Lord Wangchuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I don't know what you said, but you are trespassing into the heavenly realm. Should I give me an explanation?"

"I'll ask for the last time, where are their souls?" Ning Chen said coldly.

"I don't know!" God Wangchuan sneered.

Ning Chen's expression completely cooled down, and the swords were surging around him, becoming heavier.

Such a sword?

The expression of the God of the Forgetful River condensed slightly, and the origin of the imperial Tao in his body was undercurrent, ready to fight.

"Rise the sword!"

After a thousand years of waiting, once the dream is shattered, Ning Chen is furious and unstoppable. With a sound of sword, the Nine-Dawn Sword Shocks in the Sky.

The shocking sword pressed, the entire Forgetful Heaven Realm rumbled and shook, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and everything continued to collapse.

In an instant, sword lights surged into the sky from all sides of the world, and the sword began to kill.

The sword rising all over the sky rushed from the earth to the sky, endlessly cutting through the Forget River Heavenly Realm and destroying this thousand-year-old Forget River Holy Land.

In the sky, billions of sword lights turned into sword clouds, and the sound of the swords was roaring, shocking.

Under the sword cloud, the figure in the plain clothes was dancing wildly with black hair, and the kings were watching it, turning into dazzling white.

Among the kings, at this moment, someone looked shocked and finally remembered the immortal myth that spread to the world nine hundred years ago.

God does not bless the human race, and knows his fate and fights against the sky!
Chapter completed!