Chapter 1193: Dragon spirit

In the dark night, in the majestic Hall of the Three Emperors, Ning Chen looked at the first seat of the Three Emperors in front of him and stepped up.
Kunyi Demon Emperor, the real emperor of the Demon Clan, gathers the luck of the Heavenly Demon Clan, and the most powerful emperor of the original Demon Realm, even if the two Devil Emperors Qi Yao and Ba Huang are inferior.
Under the throne, Ning Chen looked at the high throne, and the pace of progress was becoming more and more difficult.
Only one throne has amazing pressure, Kun Yi, the most powerful emperor in the world, is unpredictable.
The ability to make up the sky is so terrible, far beyond the other emperors in the world, and now the first emperor of the Devil is not present, giving Zhiming the only opportunity to set foot here.
Around the throne, the purple and black luck circulates, and the imperial power is pervasive and powerful. The closer the distance, the more unbearable.
Knowing destiny, the son of misfortune in the world, has been fighting forever in his life, his hands are contaminated with the blood of the people of the world, regardless of the inside, outside, and primitive magic realm.
However, after experiencing the pain and pain that ordinary people can't experience in their lifetime, the tenacity of destiny has reached a terrible point. Even if the emperor's power is added, it can't stop the pace of destiny.
Under Emperor Wei, Ning Chen's body began to crack, blood oozed out, and she was dyed red plain clothing.
The pain was so clear, but Ning Chen seemed unconscious, and his firm belief never wavered for a moment.
The only imperial palace in the world that is not guarded by guards, because no one can enter under the emperor, even if the king of the realm is strong, it will have to collapse.
Ning Chen's whole body is distorted in time and space, and under the imperial authority, even though the laws of time and space are gradually dying.
Step by step, hard and laborious, like a portrait of a lifetime, Ning Chen clenched his hands and stepped into the sky step by step.
At this moment, Kun Yi Demon Emperor at the far end of the Far East felt that his consciousness gradually recovered and his eyes opened, looking in the direction of the Three Imperial City.
Someone entered the palace, who is it?
Besides Qi Yao and Ba Huang, can anyone go to that position?
The emperor who made up the sky regained his consciousness for a short time. After taking a few breaths, his eyes were closed, and he slept again tiredly.
In the Three Imperial City, the Kunyi Emperor's Hall, under the majesty of the emperor, Ning Chen stepped up to the sky step by step, getting closer and closer to the throne.
Around the throne, purple and black celestial spirits were lucky, and Huang Wei became more and more powerful, driving people crazy.
"boom"
Seeing that the throne was near, suddenly, in the void, the lingering celestial qi turned into substance, and the majestic endless imperial pressure was pressed. Suddenly, the hall began to vibrate. Under huge pressure, the layers of stone steps began to crack Turned into fly ash.
Behind Ning Chen, the stone steps were stained with blood. They were so dazzling that they wanted to do great things and were borne by him.
The last stone step was in front, and Ning Chen stepped up, gazing at the throne directly in front of him, his eyes flashing across his eyes.
"drink!"
Success was imminent, and Ning Chen had no time to be exposed in the whereabouts of the scruples. After a deep drink, all his strength exploded.
Lv Ding appeared, and under the impetus of the demonic energy, the impenetrable Dongxianjie heavy equipment emitted a faint glowing green light. At the next moment, Lv Ding smashed and crashed into the throne ahead.
The collision between the fairy and the throne only heard a terrifying loud noise. The purple and black luck around the throne was directly dissipated and lost the protection of the luck. The throne cracked along the middle collision road. Net start
Astonishing scene, the first emperor's indelible three emperor's seat was actually a big crack under the impact of a broken green tripod.
After a blow, Ning Chen raised Luding again and smashed it down.
The terrifying aftershock of the collision came, and Ning Chen's right arm was almost paralyzed, and he stepped back half a foot to stabilize his body.
On the throne, the cracks were getting deeper and deeper, and the shaking continued, and Luding fell down again.
Bang!
Amidst the earth-shattering shock, the torn throne was finally unbearable and collapsed.
The ruined throne was torn apart. Suddenly, an earth-shattering dragon roar came out. Under the collapsed throne, a five-claw golden dragon rose into the sky, and Longwei was shocked.
The completely different Emperor Wei is completely different from the Demon Emperor, but it is equally powerful and suffocating.
"Dragon Air!"
Ning Chen looked at the five-clawed golden dragon hovering in the void, his eyes narrowed, and under the throne of Kun Yi Demon Emperor, he even suppressed the dragon's luck.
Unexpectedly, Ning Chen's right arm, Dragon Sword Imprint felt, began to recover, wanting to devour the Dragon Qi.
Seeing this, Ning Chen threw out the green tripod in his hand and directly covered the five-claw golden dragon on the void.
Under the cover of the green tripod, the moment of sealing the dragon's air, Ning Chen's figure flickered, swept to the void, raised his hand and pressed, the banned the light and vanished, and sealed the Xianding.
Inside the green tripod, the five-clawed golden dragon roared and clashed continuously, but it was difficult to break the shackles of the fairy tripod.
The dragon qi disappeared, and the Dragon Emperor's Sword Seal gradually returned to calm and fell asleep again.
Seeing the Dragon Emperor sword recover as before, Ning Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. These dragon qi could not be swallowed by the Dragon Emperor sword, otherwise, with his strength, he could not suppress the breath of the Dragon Emperor sword.
"who!"
At this moment, in the distant sky, a majestic and angry voice sounded, the majesty of the emperor was shocking.
Ning Chen looked back and looked at the magic cloud that was coming from a very far distance outside the palace. The corner of his mouth sneered, his figure flashed over, and left the Demon Emperor's Palace.
The Eight Demon Emperors came back so quickly, which was really surprising.
However, what he had to do was done, and there was no need to stay.
Soon after Ning Chen left, the demon spirit surging in front of the Three Emperors Hall, Eight Emperors Demon Emperor appeared, looking at the startling scene in the imperial palace in front of him, the murderous chance in the eyes.
Longqi, some people have taken away the dragon's luck!
The dragons have been destroyed for a long time, who knows this secret?
The Eight Emperors Demon King looked back, looking at the chaotic Three Emperors City, his eyes were getting darker and deeper. Now the facts are very obvious. Someone secretly planned all these things in order to suppress the Dragon Clan's luck under the imperial palace.
This person is really abominable!
The thirteen crown princes' house, Ning Chen appeared, and in the house, an ancient holy in a plain white suit stood in front of the king's palace, waiting for the former to return.
At the end of the mission, Gu Shengtian is about to return to the first pavilion in the world. The reason for returning to the Prince's Mansion is only to resign for parting.
Ning Chen looked at the East Front Master in front of the temple and smiled, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome."
Gu Shengtian said peacefully, "It's a blessing to meet my Highness in my life. I hope there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future.
"There will be a period later." Ning Chen responded.
Gu Shengtian nodded, his figure faded away and disappeared.
When the Lord of the East left, the Prince's Mansion quieted down again, and Ning Chen looked back to the three imperial palaces in the distance, his expression dimmed.
The Phoenix Mystery is not in the Three Emperors Hall, and the only thing left is the Heavenly Demon Ancestral Land. Next, you must find a way to lead the two Demon Emperors away.
However, after today's events, the two demon emperors must have prepared themselves and will not be easily taken advantage of.
"His Royal Highness"
In Fufu, ghost spirits filled, Yin Ji returned, looking at the thirteen princes in front of him, respectfully saluting.
"It's hard work."
Ning Chen withdrew his gaze to the Three Emperors Hall and calmly said, "I will go to the Yinhai Ghost Prison in person recently to thank the ghost family for their help."
Yin Ji heard the words and looked shocked. After a long time, he returned to God and performed a respectful and respectful ceremony again. He thanked his face, "Thank you, Your Highness."
"After being busy for so many days, you are also tired. Go and rest." Ning Chenyu said mildly.
"Ok"
Yin Ji nodded, calmed her mind, and turned towards the backyard cabin.
"The final decisive battle is finally about to begin."
Ning Chen looked back and looked at the dark clouds over the sky. The seventh prince and the first prince had all fallen. The rest of the princes and queens also suffered a lot. The royal family itself was not badly damaged. He lost nearly half of his conventional combat power, internal worries and external troubles. The invincible Heavenly Demon Royal is no longer the original.
The remaining three princes were not the favorite ones of Qi Yao and Ba Huang, and he did not need to rush to remove them, leaving Xuan Qing, and it was also one of the most powerful nine princes, Xuan Que, among the non-princes. Kind of containment.
Now that his mission in the Tenma Imperial City is over, it is time to prepare for the next big battle.
In addition, there is one thing that he also cares about, is the life and death of Xuan Luo.
The existence of Xuan Luo has always been a hidden danger. If Xuan Luo died in the hands of the Eight Demon Emperors, it would be good news for him.
In the reincarnation of the sea, Ning Chen looked at the distant northwest waters. The location where the atmosphere of the Eight Emperor Demon Emperors broke out was there ~ EbookFREE.me ~ He had to go again.
The night was getting deeper and colder, and the cold wind blew through, adding a bit of chill to this icy night.
Under the night, Ning Chen's thoughts flashed incessantly, and Huafa danced in the wind with dazzling anomalies.
At the time of the primordial chaos of the real world, the outer space, the crape myrtle field, the demon qi filled, the scale king Ling Li, the head of the six kings of the scale family, in the endless starry sky, the blood mist all over the body, constantly spreading in all directions.
The array of life sacrifices, the ancient banned law, once in this world, where the blood mist passed, the souls were charcoal, and everything was withered.
With the Scale King as the center, the stars began to wither, and all the souls gradually turned into death stars in their weeping.
In front of the Scale King, a golden hairpin ups and downs, dragons and phoenixes coiled, the famous ancient king hairpin continually absorbed the spirit in the blood mist, and became stronger day by day, vaguely reproducing the prestige of the ancient God of Zhujiang .
Ten days later, in the Lagerstroemia star field, a silver-grey figure walked out of thin air, looking at the squad king in the endless blood mist, and a little streamer flashed in the calm eyes.
Before long, in the starry sky, a dark-haired white-haired demon came out, and beside the demon, Yong Ye Zong Nu stood still for life, staying with her forever.
"This is the root cause of the future of the human race. The Zhiming Hou runs through the original magic realm to create a first-line life for the human race. However, now it seems that the Zhiminghou time is not enough." In front of the two, the landlord Xiaoyue said calmly Road.
"I will fight for the time he needs."
Xuanyi's white-haired demon stepped forward and looked coldly at the front. After many years, the magic became more and more amazing.
"After the opening of the ancient battlefield, although you have your own chances, they are still far away from the peak king of the original Demon Realm. For a while, I will help you." Xiaoyue landlord said.
"There is labor."
Xia Ziyi did not refuse, step by step, the black feathers drifted across the sky, the twelve sin wings reappeared, and the magic power swept through the ninth heaven.