Hearing the inquiry in his ear, Li Youwei's delicate body kept trembling. She wanted to beg him to show mercy, but she didn't know how to say it.

The figure who passed by was gone, and no one dared to stop him, nor could anyone stop him.

In the cold wind, the blood on the plain clothes was still so dazzling, but the drooping left arm could no longer be lifted.

A word of thought is as light as a feather, but it is as heavy as Mount Tai.

The past is like a reflection flashing before my eyes, with joy, sorrow, gratitude, and hatred of betrayal. Gradually, it fades, disperses, and leaves with the wind.

At the last moment, the people who have left the last words are unclear and difficult to understand.

Li Youwei was stunned, without any joy in her heart, only the uncontrollable pain lingered in waves and bent down deeply was the last gift for the dynasty as the eldest princess.

The next moment, the plain clothes disappeared and scattered invisible.

Ten days later, the new emperor of the Lihuo Dynasty ascended the throne. The young child, who was less than five years old, was the only bloodline of the royal family, won the ceremony.

The new emperor was young, and the former queen and the eldest princess ruled the country from behind the curtain, but everyone knew that from now on, the person who ruled the dynasty would be the beautiful figure behind the pearl curtain on the right side of the dragon chaise.

Muyang Gong mastered heavy troops and became the biggest variable, especially after the new emperor ascended the throne, he began to become uneasy.

The three innate worshippers of the royal family became the biggest support for the Li dynasty. After the drastic changes, Li Youwei's personality changed a lot, became much more calm, was diligent in political affairs, and could no longer see the charming smile of the past.

At the top of the Nine Heavens, in the turbulent space, Meng Xuanji was still approaching the sky, walking most of her way, not far from the truth.

Even though she had already believed most of his words, she still had to come over and take a look at him and make the final confirmation.

In the Four Poles Holy Land, a fierce battle occurred in the temple, and the red sword light shone on the heaven and earth. In the end, Hongqi was seriously injured and defeated, and escaped from the holy land.

The Lord of the Four Poles Realm did not send anyone to chase him, and let the chaos leave.

Half a day later, a young man in blue brocade clothes walked into the hall and knelt respectfully in the hall.

"Assessed as a landlord"

"Xuanzhi, prepare," said the master of the Four Poles Realm lightly.

"yes"

Xuanzhi bowed respectfully, and there was no expression on his overly handsome face, so he stood up and retreated.

The powerful men from the holy land saw the blue figure walking out of the temple and bowed down, including many of them as the third innate tribulation.

The holy land is based on strength, except for one person, that is the person in front of you.

The cultivation level of the second level of the innate level is not outstanding, but Xuanzhi is the person with the highest status in the Four Poles, except for the master and the sage son.

The century-long plan, the light and dark situation, and the strategy of the slaughtering faction are all made by the people in front of you, step by step to promote the plan of China.

Now, the opportunity to open the two realms is right in front of you, and Xuanzhi is the only and most suitable candidate.

Before the holy land, the light of the array platform was brightly destroyed. In the formation, a black and white jade pendant rose and fell. It turned out to be the destroyed sect, the treasure of the sect that reached the fairyland, Yin and Yang Jade.

Xuanzhi stood in the formation, and his hands turned into marks, and the light of the formation became brighter and brighter.

The seven-day formation is established, and the holy land is quiet, waiting for the most important moment of this century to come.

In the Hall of Eternal Life, the King of Disaster set out and was about to go to the holy land. However, as soon as he left the Hall of Eternal Life, he was stopped by a figure in plain clothes.

"It's you," the King of Disaster narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

There was no answer, only the sword light, and the purple dragon energy was surging and majestic.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the King of Disaster stepped back ten feet and flipped his hands, wanting to summon the realm of reincarnation in the Palace of Eternal Life.

However, after waiting for more than ten days and nights, how could Ning Chen give him another chance? The sword light is like lightning, and he is forced to kill without any gap.

"Junior Er, I don't know the sky is high." The King of Disaster was angry, turned his palms to Ningyuan, and leaned against the Liuguang battle suit and resolutely regretted the sword light.

With a bang, the two of them took a step back together. Before they could come back to their senses, the sword light fell like a sudden light, and dozens of purple lights flashed across their eyes.

On the knife of thoughts, once the luck is added, the space is difficult to bear, and cracks appear, spreading continuously, reaching a hundred feet away.

China fought in the four poles and took on the future battle. All things in the world were destroyed, dozens of miles in a radius, as if they were punished by heaven.

Ning Chen's fighting spirit reached its limit and was about to kill the culprit here.

The sword light was so purple, and one sword was stronger than the other. The more the King of Disaster fought, the more angry he became.

As the Three Disaster King, I was forced to kill this by a junior. How could I bear it?

"drink"

The king's pride cannot be desecrated. The king of disaster shouted with a shocking angrily, and the faint aura in his body blew open. In an instant, the entire earth was pulled and rumbled and rose. The power of the three disasters shook the world.

Ning Chen was not afraid at all. He entered the ground with his right palm and slapped his right hand down. His body pulled the dragon energy in the knife, reappearing the martial arts of the Heavenly Book.

"The land is swept, the earth is destroyed and the mountains are destroyed"

Like the sword light that soars into the sky against the current, endless, coming out of the earth and rushing straight upwards.

The horror was shocking, and the rising earth suddenly collapsed and destroyed, and the wild sand was angrily rising, and nowhere was intact.

In the sandstorm, purple air swept past again, and instantly arrived in front of the King of Disaster. There was a loud bang, and the sword and palms clashed, and the powerful force destroyed a hundred feet in a circle.

The two men who fought to the peak had their every move and actions full of murderous intent, and they transcended the power of the five disasters, making Yue Ye lose their color.

In the Hall of Eternal Life, the two innately felt the aftermath of the battle in the distance. They were about to set off for support, but their bodies suddenly couldn't move.

The beautiful figure that appeared in the void was blurred and could not see clearly. Just raised his finger and settled the world, making the two innate innate like cages.

He said that in this battle, he had to concentrate on fighting without hesitation, so no one could disturb him.

She owed him a favor and paid it back today.

A hundred miles away from the Palace of Eternal Life, blood began to overflow from the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, but his fighting spirit was still unparalleled, and the purple air was like a furnace, shining.

At the strongest moment, even if he temporarily lost his sword and his left arm, relying on his cultivation and luck, today, he will fight alone to the source of disaster.

In front of the King of Disaster, three terrifying sword marks appeared in the armor. The most important work of the land craftsman in his life was sharp and approaching the gilded feathered throne, and the flowing light battle suit could not be stopped.

The blood shines brightly, reflecting the cold moon. Ning Chen, who has added three volumes of body, will no longer lose to anyone after making up for the gap in realm with his luck. The soul of bravery is dazzling.

"hateful"

He was full of hate, and the King of Disaster shook his sword with one punch, and the suppressed humiliation broke out in full swing. His palms condensed the Yuan, and the move of the inheritance of the Palace of Eternal Life for thousands of years was started. The black moon was in the sky, and the light shone in the vast thousand years.

The black moon appeared, dozens of miles in a radius, and the vitality was scattered. Flowers, plants, birds, beasts, insects and ants all turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The powerful power of destroying the sky makes people frighten, endless oppression, and slams away.

Wangyou, who was a hundred miles away, felt this terrifying aura, and his eyes looked into the distance and a ray of light flashed out.

In the battle situation, Ning Chen waved his hand, thoughts were swiftly in the sky, and then raised his hand, snow was floating all over the sky, and a snow-colored sword condensed. In an instant, the luck in the sword was connected, and the sword roared lightly, absorbing purple air.

"Heaven and Earth"

The sword pointed to Ningshuang, and passed through the flowing light. The spiraled sword and sword flew out like a purple rainbow. The heaven and earth moved together and appeared in the world again, and the gods were shocked and the ghosts were afraid.

The extreme trick of the encounter was blown away. Black Moon exploded, Crazy Sand rose angrily, Crazy Lan roared, and the corners of their mouths were stained with vermilion red, and they took several steps in a row.

The first time he felt the threat of death, the King of Disaster was shocked and angry. Since the three disasters, the feeling of not being there again was so clear this time.

Even if he was unwilling to admit it, the young man in front of him now had the same strength as him.

In the Holy Land of Four Poles, the formation laid out by Xuanzhi has reached its final stage of success. The Lord of Four Poles appeared. In the partial hall, Xuantian also walked out and silently followed the Lord of Four Poles and walked towards the formation.

"King of Disaster, aren't you coming yet?" The Lord of the Four Poles looked into the distance, and light flashed through his majestic eyes.

The formation has been formed, the master of the Four Poles Realm, Xuantian and Xuanzhi walked into it, the formation is clearly destroyed, and the three figures disappear in an instant.

At the top of the Nine Heavens, endless turbulence in space, Meng Xuanji is not far from the sky, she steps lightly, walking forward step by step.

The light ahead is getting brighter and brighter, and it is the light from another world, warm and unfamiliar.

Little do they know that the crisis is right in front of you. Only in the top of the Nine Heavens can you reach the top by the third catastrophe. In addition, the space turbulence is blocked, it will be easy to invade Shenzhou in large quantities.

The Holy Land was determined for a hundred years, and cooperated with the bright and darkness of the Palace of Eternal Life to first destroy the fairyland, in order to seize the most critical object in the plan, Yin and Yang Jade.

At the end of the turbulence in space, Meng Xuanji, who had been walking for nearly a month, finally arrived under the sky, flipping her palms and shaking the illusion in front of her, and a scene of desolate scorched earth appeared in front of her, as if it was right in front of her, and it was far away and untouchable.

"See? How about it? Why not expand your territory with me and include all the Chinese states in front of you into the Four Poles Map" As the words were spoken, the Master of the Four Poles Realm and Xuanzhi appeared, looking at the woman in front of you and said lightly.

Meng Xuanji's eyes shrank, a chill rose all over her body, and she held the gilded feather yarn tightly in her hand, and was fully alert.

"What a pity"

The Lord of the Four Poles sighed, raised his hand, and the pressure swept down.

Meng Xuanji was about to take action, but suddenly, a Hao sword came out of the qi sea in Dantian, silently, making people unable to react.

"How could it be"

The blood vomited out and the breath was scattered violently. Meng Xuanji, who was covered in blood, glanced at the gilded feathered trunk in his hand. With his hand moved, he was about to throw it into the turbulent space.

However, Xuanzhi was prepared for the side of the King of Disasters, and his handprints were turned and strange magic was used. The gilded feather yarn slowly flew over as if bound by silk thread.

The Hao sword was pulled out and brought out a waterfall of dazzling blood. The gentleman could not do the sword behind him. Xuantian was silent as ice and never said a word.

"Ning Chen, sorry, Meng Xuanji disappointed you"

The beautiful figure kneeling down is covered in blood. A generation of beautiful daughters of heaven have fallen to this day. How sad and so desolate.

The Qi Sea was destroyed and scattered, constantly destroying the meridians around her body. Meng Xuanji covered her mouth and coughed violently. Blood overflowed from her fingers and flowed down her eyes, scattering red.
To be continued...