Yandangyuan, knowing his fate appears, his plain clothes are flawless, dancing black, and flies in the wind.

Separating the two of them with one move, Ning Chen returned, looked at the Lord of the Divine Palace in front of him, and said calmly, "Purple Heaven Palace, you dare to steal the origin of the Shenzhou under my protection. Today, I will pay my life."

"furious"

Zitian Palace looked cold, and stomped his feet, his figure swept out, and his palms flipped towards the front.

Ning Chen raised his hand, neither dodging nor avoiding, and slammed his palm to meet the former move.

When the palms are touched, the body of the martial arts directly confronts, and the vast air flows surging wildly, instantly destroying the earth for hundreds of miles.

With a loud bang, the two separated, and Zitian Palace retreated for several steps. The lord of the divine palace at Lingli Supreme Ding Peak was unable to gain the upper hand.

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After a palm fell, the demon body was shaken by the air flow behind the plain clothes. The figure staggered and vomited another mouthful of blood.

Ning Chen turned around, frowned slightly, and said, "You can rest first."

The demon body dined his head tiredly, walked forward stepping forward, and the light flashed, and the two bodies merged into one again.

"Save Bai Jiao"

The final instructions were expressed that the demon body gradually fell into a deep sleep and cultivated the wounded body.

The demon body returned, and memories came like a tide. Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, his heart was dark, and he was not good.

Time was tight and there was no need to delay. Ning Chen's eyes moved, his expression became cold, and his right hand was holding it empty, but in a bloody mist that surged in the sky, a magnificent magic weapon reflected by blue and red descended out of thin air. When he held the sword, at the intersection of the sword edge and the hilt, blood-like patterns spread out and pierced into the former's hand. In an instant, the human sword breathed together, and the extremely powerful sword pressure surged.

The next moment, the plain clothes disappeared, the sword edge reflected the moon, and fell to the world.

Zi Tiangong's eyes shrank, and he turned his palms to catch the sword. He felt an unshakable force coming, and his right arm numb and the sword tip pressed down.

With a sting, the clothes and silk cracked, retreated in several steps, and blood gushed into the air.

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

The martial arts of heavenly scriptures reappeared on earth. Ning Chen's sword sharp edge entered the ground, and sword energy rushed up from the ground, endless, and there was no way to avoid it.

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The protective true energy blocked the weakening sword energy. However, at this moment, the plain clothes appeared in the air again. With a grip on his left hand, the narrow and pure white blade appeared.

"The scroll of heaven, forgiveness of heaven without guilt"

The blade slashed, and the white light cut through the heaven and earth, and quickly slashed down.

With a bang, Zi Tiangong turned his palms to block the knife, and the huge force was unstoppable. His body fell straight up like a meteor.

"The earth turns thousands of times"

Ning Chen waved his sword, and the earth shook thousands of feet wide, closing from both sides towards the middle, and merging together with a loud bang.

"Well"

With a muffled groan, blood flowed out of Zi Tian's mouth, and after confronting the demon body, he was hit hard again.

In the dust and sand, purple air broke through the earth, and the purple sky palace flew out, holding the sky with one palm, taking advantage of the aftermath to attack the former.

"Unparalleled in the world"

Ning Chen returned, and the blade slashed with his left hand, and the bright white light fell unparalleled.

The bang was shaking violently, the void trembled, and the blade that could not be blocked was dyed with new red.

Zi Tiangong staggered, blood dyed purple clothes red, his face full of disbelief, and said, "It's only been twenty years, how could you have such strength? This is impossible!"

"Twenty years have passed, and you have not taken the last step yet. Zitian Palace, I am also very surprised."

Ning Chen said lightly, then his feet moved, and his figure instantly bullied his body. The sword edge was rhythmic, and the sword light was like Tianluo's life, sharp and sharp.

Zitian Palace hurriedly blocked the moves, but his body was not advantageous, and his moves were controlled everywhere, and for a moment, he was at a disadvantage.

"Heaven and earth are roaring, life and death are against life"

Unwilling to fight for a long time, Ning Chen's swords merged and turned into two rainbows to escape. In an instant, the heaven and earth changed, and the white sword light turned into a cloud disk, pressing down from the sky.

Zitian Palace fell rapidly, and saw the ground surging. Endless sword lights soared into the sky, and the sword lights merged, blocking all retreats.

"Well"

A pool of blood was seen, and retreated several steps. Zi Tiangong covered his chest, and blood kept flowing out.

"It's time to pay back what belongs to China."

At this moment, Suyi appeared in front of the Lord of the Divine Palace, pointed his sword at Ningyuan, and broke the Qihai with one sword.

With a very painful groan, blood gushed into the sky, and the original aura swelled out, and the Great Perfect Practice of Ding Peak was destroyed in an instant.

"I can't die, I can't die."

A flash of madness flashed across Zitian Palace's eyes, and he forced the last three successful bodies, and the move to transform blood forbidden. In an instant, blood mist filled the sky, bursting violently, and the heaven and earth fell.

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, swung his sword to fight, and the two volumes of life were transformed, blocking the attacking blood essence.

Retreat half a step and stopping his body, Ning Chen looked at the empty sky ahead, sighed and rushed towards the other side.

In the distance, above the lonely wilderness, the little girl squatted in place and cried quietly, her little hands constantly wiping tears on her face, and she was extremely frightened. She knew that her master was in danger, but she did not dare to go and be a burden to her. She could only squat there and wait helplessly.

"Yin'er"

At this moment, a gentle call sounded in his ears. The little girl looked up and saw a familiar face. She was stunned at first, then immediately got up and pounced on her, crying loudly.

"Yin'er is good, don't cry anymore."

Ning Chen rubbed the little girl's head and coaxed her softly.

"Woo...you scared me to death"

Yin'er hugged the former tightly and cried.

"It's okay, Yin'er be good, don't cry for now. Your sister Bai is in danger. We have to go and save her soon," Ning Chen said softly.

Hearing the former words, Yin'er cried suddenly, raised her head and said nervously, "Don't cry anymore, go and save Sister Bai."

Ning Chen dian's head, with the little girl over, turned into a stream of light, and rushed towards the northwest.

At the Golden Buddha Temple, the Battle of Buddha and Demons ended, the demon-suppressing tower slowly rose, covering the white clouds that were gradually dissipating, and slowly fell down in the rumbling and vibration.

With a loud bang, the pagoda fell, the Buddha's light rose, and the demon master in the pagoda was refined.

"White Dragon"

As the tower fell, plain clothes flew over, looking at the bloody figure disappearing in the tower, a pair of calm eyes, and instantly became angry.

"Amitabha"

Knowing his destiny appeared, the ghost Bodhi stepped forward to block the pagoda, wearing a robe that transformed into a Buddha, and the demonic energy surged.

"Get out"

Ning Chen's expression was cold, and his murderous intent was hard to suppress.

"The white clouds are hard to change their nature of demonic practice. Water floods the Golden Buddha Temple, causing harm to the people around them. The crimes are extremely serious. You should be under the Yongzhen Tower." Gui Bodhi said coldly.

"It's not your turn to punish her sins. Bodhi Zun, who has slaughtered thousands of creatures in the primitive land, what qualifications are there to say mercy again?"

As he spoke, his body was moving, and his life was known to be broken by the sword. His powerful force was shattered by the sky.

The ghost Bodhina Yuan blocks the move, the demonic energy surges, and the sword intent is transformed into.

"The devil leads to the six disasters, and the fire burns the city walls"

Bodhi reappears the devil's move, and the black flames rise up, terrifying power, burning the sky and boiling the sea.

"Bodhi Zun, I gave you your magical essence. I'm showing off my skills, and I'm so stupid."

Ning Chen sarcastically said in a cold voice, and his left hand's thoughts turned black in an instant, transforming the demonic energy in his body, penetrated into the knife.

"Magic, Blood Flame"

The rolling blood waves stormed everywhere, and the sword light slashed, and the forces from the same origin collided with a bang. The blood flames devoured the demon fire and slashed Bodhi with one sword.

With a muffled groan, Bodhi retreated, and the corners of his mouth were red.

"Losing the immortal Buddha body, Bodhi Zun, you have no chance of winning"

The plain clothes move, the sword tip enters, the wind and snow open the sky, the emotions reappear when the snow is fast, and the sword light swept, and the frost in the sky stirs up.

"Sword Snow Three Thousand Miles"

The frozen air spread, the heaven and earth were frozen, and the remaining power of the magic flames stirred in the air disappeared instantly. The sword edge passed through the gap, and blood stained with white snow.

"Well"

Blood splattered, and the ghost Bodhi stepped out a few steps, and his mouth was vomited red.

The situation was unfavorable, and the ghost Bodhina slapped at the former with three thousand demons, then stomped her feet and immediately walked westward.

Ning Chen waved his sword and shook it away, and he was concerned about the safety of the Bai Jiao. He did not chase him anymore. Before he rushed to the suppression tower, he swung his sword and destroyed the pagoda.

The earth shook violently, and the tower of immortal Buddha blood was poured without any damage.

Seeing this, Ning Chen snorted coldly and stepped into the sky. Four volumes of heavenly books transformed into the cycle of reincarnation, and the scene of creation of the world reappeared on earth.
To be continued...