Marquis of Grand Xia - v10 Chapter 1684

Starry sky, remnants of broken stars and rubble are scattered, shocking.

The world is catastrophic, the gods are in trouble and the world is crying.

At the end of the starry sky, a broken continent floats, the fairy land, under the cover of all the saints on earth, has finally left the battlefield.

In the fairyland, Zhiming was dressed in plain clothes, and his white hair was red.

“The gods are chaotic, the sun and the moon travel, and the world is lifeless.”

In front of the destiny, the heaven and earth scriptures rise and fall, and the silver shines brightly, illuminating the broken world.

Witnessing the death of a cherished person with his own eyes, Ning Chen couldn’t see sadness in his eyes, as if he had forgotten what sadness was.

Over Ningchen, the four avenue bridges are ups and downs, three of which have been completed. Only the fourth Cambridge has never been fully solidified.

Throughout the ages, no one has ever proved more than two avenues, and destined to use the Phoenix and Demon twins to make two avenues, making the three avenues of the ancient and modern.

However, the fourth sword sword that does not exist in the world has become a barrier to the destiny to enter a higher realm.

“Fate!”

At this time, in the fairy field, a white swordsman appeared, with a familiar face and familiar sword intention, but it was better than ever.

Feeling the person behind him, Ning Chen turned around and whispered, “Jian Er, welcome back.”

Jian Er raised his eyes and looked at the fairy land and the world, but he could not see the prosperity of the past.

“Your sword is not firm enough.”

Jian Er withdrew his gaze, looked at the young man in plain clothes in front of him, calmly said, “What are you afraid of?”

Ning Chen was silent and did not answer.

“Even if this world is ruined, there is hope for rebirth. If you are not broken, what are you afraid of?” Jian Er asked again.

“Even if all the loved ones are dead, there are memories, maybe, and reincarnation, what are you afraid of?” Jian Er asked again.

Ning Chen’s body trembles, his eyes clinging to his friends, his hands clenched.

For a long time, Ning Chen let go of his hands and regained his firmness, marching towards the distant immortal palace.

In front of the immortal palace, the lime in the Qingyi stood there quietly, waiting as usual.

Ning Chen came and looked at the woman in front of her. At this moment, I didn’t know what to say.

“This is the last battle!”

In the rear, Liming looked at the gray-haired man in front of him and said, “Don’t worry about us, let go of a fight.”

“Ok!”

Ning Chen nodded gently and stepped into the fairy palace.

Outside the fairyland, the terrifying coercion spread, the gods are coming, and the momentum is amazing.

Even if he fled to the end of the world, he still could not escape the eyes of the deity. The deity came from the endless time and space and crossed the blockade of small worlds one after another, which was close to the fairy land.

“After waiting so long, it was finally my turn.”

In front of Immortal Realm, Mu Qianxi stared at the **** coming from afar, with a smile on his face.

“There is also me, Master.”

At this time, somehow, a familiar voice sounded, and it was so memorable after thousands of years.

Behind Mu Qianxi, a figure of Ziyi stepped forward, his unruly face, but at this moment it looked so handsome.

“You are still alive.” Mu Qianlu said lightly.

“Little Master is so easy to die.” Luo Xingchen smiled.

“I’m going to die soon.” Mu Qianxi turned back, watching the breath of the starry sky nearing the end, calmly said.

“There is always a death, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than Hongmao.” Luo Xingchen didn’t care.

“Who said?” Mu Qianlu said calmly.

“Fate.” Luo Xingchen smiled.

“Do you believe his words?”

Mu Qianshu responded lightly without leaving any more, and flew out of the fairy land.

“I don’t want to believe, but unfortunately, I don’t want to believe, but I have to believe. One day, the young man was fighting for such a vulgar reason for the rise and fall of the world.”

Falling Star murmured, the figure flashed and flew towards the front.

“Sister Lime, I will help too.”

In front of the immortal hall, Yin’er said.

“Ok.”

Liming nodded and said softly, “Go.”

“Sister Liming will not go together?” Yin’er asked.

“No, I’m left with something.” Lime responded with a gentle smile on his face.

Yin’er nodded, without further ado, and flew into the distance into a stream of streamer.

All the last combat powers in the world have left one after another, and the fairy land has become very silent.

In the immortal hall, four swords sealed in wooden sheaths rise and fall.

In front of the fairy sword, Ning Chen stood still, raised her right hand, and pressed on the fairy sword.

In an instant, the four fairy swords shook violently.

Shaoqi, endless, like Jing Tao spreading out of the fairy palace.

Outside the immortal palace, Lime was stepped back by this grievous qi, and his face was condensed.

The evil spirits on the four swords of Zhuxian were so rich.

Outside the fairy field, the battle is fierce, and the white clothes are red.

The fierce battle broke through hundreds of small worlds, with star marks full of bows, more dazzling than Shenyue.

After World War I, new red was added to the gods, and the twelve white **** wings were no longer holy.

Half a day later, in front of Immortal Realm, the gods stepped forward and looked at the Immortal Realm that had almost become a dead world, frowning.

What happened?

In the fairyland, the air is lingering, engulfing all vitality.

In the fairy field, there is no sign of life, shocking people.

In front of the immortal hall, a shadow of Qingyi fell in the pool of blood, but his expression was unusually serene.

In the turbulent sigh, Su Yi’s figure stepped out, and his eyes and white hair had turned gray.

Knowing his fate, the last drop of tears fell and wet his clothes.

The blood-drinking Zhuxian sword, the blood-colored mist lingering, cut off the last trace of this life, and since then, he is a complete demon.

Let the turbulence flow into the body, incinerate his benevolence, and demonize his Meishan.

In the void, the bridges of the three avenues collapsed, and all the power continued to sink into the bridge of the fourth avenue.

Suddenly, the bridge of the fourth avenue gradually solidified, and the gray stone bridge was horrible.

The creation world, symbolizing the realm of creation, can no longer see the slightest vitality now, only the destruction of silence and destruction of everything.

Before the chaos of the gods, he was ordered to destroy Kendo, and the final humanity was destroyed.

The endless sword pressure permeated, all the vitality of Immortal Territory passed away, and everything was gone.

The bustling halls one after another cannot withstand this horrifying force of destruction and have been destroyed one after another.

“Sovereign Immortal Realm, see you again, you are different.”

In front of Immortal Realm, the **** looked at the gray-haired man in front of him, and said calmly, “Unfortunately, you are the only one, and you will still lose.”

“Really? Plus me?”

In the voice, above nine days, the black feathers drifted across the sky, and a figure lingering in the magic air descended from the sky, and the twelve sin wings covered the sky.

Pluto reappears ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ The world is shaking.

Upon stepping on, Zhou Tian collapsed, and the sun, moon, and stars could hardly bear this terrifying force and collapsed.

Xuanyi’s royal suit, hunting with the wind, although the face is different, the breath is still the same.

The king of the summer, the first martial **** in the heavens, who looked at the heavens, came back to the world again.

“You really aren’t dead.” The god’s face sank, said.

“Xianzun, let’s go!”

Pluto speaks, the whole body is full of magical energy, and the madness of the end is rising again.

Zhiming nodded, Zhu Xian appeared peak, glory covered the sky.

In the void, ten volumes of heavenly books appear in the world and turn into fairy fields.

The princes joined forces to fight the gods of war, the ten volumes of the book of heaven are set to reincarnate, the final battle will be opened, and nine days will be lost on the hero.

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