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Outside the Dakang Palace, the Bodhisattva broke his arm, the sky was vermilion, and the sky was foggy.

A confrontation of moves, a judgment was made, and the Bodhisattva's expression was shocked, and he couldn't even feel the pain in his body.

The indescribable sword, with no beginning and no end, the Bodhisattva looked at his flying right arm, and for a time the huge waves in his heart were monstrous.

When did he make his move?

In the Bodhisattva's sight, the plain-clothed figure walked away, never looking back from beginning to end.

The streets of the Imperial City, the atmosphere was so quiet, Ning Chen walked on the street with Xia He on his back, ignoring the changes in the surrounding atmosphere.

The two entered the palace, which completely caused Li Gelao's anger and panic, and he used all his strength to kill the two.

The empty street, quiet and a little creepy, Xia He walked for a long time, and fell asleep on Ning Chen's back tiredly, breathing steadily, exhaling like an orchid.

Ning Chen walked very slowly, unwilling to wake up the girl on his back.

At this time, all over the street, black-clothed figures swept out, hundreds, almost filling the entire street.

The dead soldiers of the Li Mansion poured out of the nest, besieging and killing the two of them, and on the street, Ning Chen walked forward slowly, his expression was as calm as water, and he walked forward unconsciously.

"Kill!"

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

Under the killing order, hundreds of dead soldiers immediately surrounded and killed, and in an instant, Ning Chen's body was surrounded by a sword intent that had no desire or fight.

Under the sunset, the streets of the imperial city are gradually darkening, and the blood is stained with dust wherever the sword goes.

Hundreds of black-clothed dead soldiers, without exception, even had real martial arts masters embedded in them, however, in front of the absolute sword pressure, all resistance was meaningless.

A waterfall of blood flowers, bursting out from the heart~, Ning Chen walked by with the sleeping Xia He on his back, and behind him, corpses were all over the field.

A street, but a thousand steps away, after a thousand steps, there is no more life.

Behind, at the end of the street, listening to the wind and worshipping this amazing scene, my heart was shocked.

What the hell is going on, why can't you see how he can make a move?

Is there such a huge difference in the realm between them!

When night fell, the lights in the imperial city were lit up, and on the way back to the inn, Ning Chen walked across a wooden bridge with Xia He on his back, and below, the flower boat sailed by, and the sound of the piano flute echoed on the river.

The boundary where fireworks and willow lanes are concentrated begins to be lively at night, and Xia He was woken up by the color of the piano flute and opened his eyes dimly.

"Awake?" Ning Chen said gently.

"Hmm. Xia He said softly.

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

"Good. Xia He responded obediently.

Ning Chen put down Xia He on his back, stood on the bridge, looked at the calm river, and was quiet and silent.

Xia He accompanied him and quietly enjoyed the beautiful scenery without making a sound.

The moon rises, the moonlight falls on the river, reflecting the white moonlight, and the imperial city, which has been disturbed for a day, will gradually quiet down only after nightfall.

"Xia He, you"

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

On the side, Xia He's figure fell weakly, and the green silk was scattered, spreading on the bridge deck.

"Click!"

The scene in front of me was like a mirror, and the river and sky cracked in response, and then shattered.

Ning Chen's body trembled, and he leaned over to help Xia He, and the aura of heaven and earth around him was surging, submerged in the latter's body.

"One soul missing!"

After a while, Ning Chen's expression sank, how could this be!

The next moment, with Ning Chen as the center, the aura of heaven and earth spread dramatically, permeating every corner of the Dakang Imperial City.

"All of them are missing a soul!"

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

People have three souls, one soul is missing, and they usually don't seem abnormal, but people have three calamities and five tribulations, and once the calamity comes, people with incomplete three souls have no power to resist at all.

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

However, a catastrophe is a catastrophe, and Xia He's catastrophe will still be on Xia He after all.

Who was it that took away everyone's soul?

Ning Chen closed his eyes, his divine consciousness was released, and it spread endlessly.

Ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles...... In an instant, on the Great Star of Lethe, the aura of heaven and earth was violent, surging, as if out of control.

It's not just the Imperial City!

Ning Chen's hands were clenched, and the murderous intent on his body became more and more intense.

In an extremely distant place, an unusually powerful aura rose and fell, thick as an ocean, far surpassing that of human cultivators.

The royal road!

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

On this Lethe Great Star, the only person who has the ability to do so is this Imperial Supreme.

In the distant realm, in the Heavenly Realm of Lethe, a middle-aged man in a blue and white robe opened his eyes and looked at the world, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

What is going on with Fang Cai's Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi Movement?

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

The sword light like a fiery meteor pierced the night sky and swept towards the Lethe Heavenly Realm in the distance.

Thousands of years of waiting, but only in exchange for a year of peace, like a broken dream in the mirror, completely angered Zhifang.

In the sky, the man and the sword merged, and the sword light broke through time and space, close to the end of the world, counted the time, and came directly to the Lethe Heavenly Realm.

The majestic and majestic small world, the floating islands are craggy, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, like a fairyland, and the beauty is extraordinary.

At this moment, in the sky above the Lechuan Heavenly Realm, a sword broke through the air, the sword light scattered, and Ning Chen walked out.

The incomparably powerful sword pressure, roaring and galloping, in the heavenly realm, all the martial arts masters were shocked, and their eyes looked at the sky.

In the center of the Heavenly Realm, the Lethe God in a blue and white robe frowned slightly, and his face was unhappy.

Above, Ning Chen stared at the middle-aged man below and said in a deep voice, "What about their souls?"

The eyes of the Lord Lethe narrowed slightly, and he said, "What did Your Excellency say, I don't know what this seat said, but Your Excellency trespassed into the Heavenly Realm, should you give this seat an explanation?"

"I'll ask one last time, what about their souls?" Ning Chen said coldly.

"I don't know!" said the Lethe God sneered.

Ning Chen's expression was completely cold, and the sword pressure around him was surging, becoming heavier and heavier.

Such a sword?

The expression of the Lechuan Heavenly Lord was slightly condensed, and the origin of the imperial road in his body was surging, ready to fight.

"Sword up!"

After thousands of years of waiting, once the dream was shattered, Ning Chen was furious and irrepressible, and with a sword, the sword of the Nine Heavens shook the sky.

With the shocking sword pressure, the entire Lechuan Heavenly Realm rumbled and shook, the heavens and the earth cracked, and Vientiane continued to collapse.

In an instant, all sides of the world, sword light rose to the sky, and the beginning of the sword was killed.

The sword rising in the sky rushed from the world to the sky, endlessly, directly cutting through the Lethe Heavenly Realm and destroying the thousand-year-old Lethe Holy Land.

In the sky, hundreds of millions of sword lights turned into sword clouds, and the sound of swords was exquisite, shocking.

Under the sword cloud, the figure in plain clothes, with black hair dancing wildly, turned into a dazzling white in the eyes of the kings.

Among the kings, at this moment, some people were shocked, and finally remembered the immortal myth that circulated in the world nine hundred years ago.

God does not bless the human race, know your fate and fight to the sky!

Once a legend that shocked the world, now he came to Lethe River, the co-master of the world, and the Marquis of Daxia!