Chapter 1248: World No. 1 Pavilion

The red luan star field, between the collapsed meteorite, Xuan Lie shot, took a fistful of palms, and broke out of the sky.
In front, the son Xiaobai's body sinks and floats in space, and his white clothes are stained with blood, and he has lost consciousness.
The life-and-death crisis is ahead, but from afar, an amazing sword gas comes out of the air, and it is cold and cold, and it suddenly blocks the palm of life.
"Ok?"
When Xuanlie and Xuanqi saw it, they looked at the same time and looked at the starry sky ahead.
Someone gets involved!
Thoughts did not fall, only to see the distant starry sky, a huge pavilion flew into the sky, the speed is extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye has reached the battle.
The majestic and magnificent pavilion, several hundred feet high, reveals a powerful breath, but all are powerful people above the king.
"who!"
Xuan Qi looked down, coldly.
"The first pavilion in the world."
The words fell, in front of the towering pavilion, the pavilion door opened, and five powerful figures walked out of thin air. The head was very young, but the eyes were full of years.
The Lord of the First Pavilion in the world, together with the Lord of the Four Profound Realms of East, West, North, and South, emerged, and the five strongest men in the world appeared to block the barrier.
"Human Remnants of Primitive Demon Realm!"
Seeing the person coming, Xuan Lie's eyes flashed through the murderous forces. It turned out that the first pavilion in the world was the power of the human race.
"Ancient Saint."
In front of the pavilion, the night master spoke softly, "Say hello to the two demon princes."
"Yes!"
The head of the Four Profound Realms, the ancient Saint God of the East Realm walked out, the sword pointed at Ningyuan, and the ancient sword of Kuntian in his hand echoed into the sheath.
After a blink of an eye, starry space, a sword of energy broke through the sky, without a pair of momentum, directed at the two heavenly princes.
"Abolition!"
Xuan Qi snorted, the heart-burning magic sword re-emerged, a sword slashed, the violent magic flame screamed out of the sky, and suddenly blocked the sky.
Once again, the two original magical realm peak swordsmen who have gone further in strength can confront each other, and they can know each other.
"The world's first sword is well-deserved."
Before the attic, the night master looked at the two celestial princes in front and smiled, "Qingshuang, Yunhuo, Congfeng, you also greet the two royal princes."
"Yes!"
In the rear, the three masters of the Northern Profound Realm, the Southern Profound Realm, and the Western Profound Realm, led the order, stepped out, Wang Wei ascended, shaking the palm of the earth, and shooting together.
The Three Realms King shot, and the world was terrifying. I saw the star space, passed by, and the void was broken.
"Work hard, get the axe!"
The palm attacked, and the Xuan Lie's expression calmed down. With a deep drink, the Demon Yuan swept through, and the madness came from all directions.
Shocked by the magic power, he destroyed the sky and shattered the starry sky, and greeted him.
At the next moment, in star space, two terrifying palms collided, a terrifying shock rang, and the starry sky suddenly shook violently.
After a palm of his hand, the shaking world gradually returned to calm, and his eyes stared at each other, showing no hostility.
"The world's first palm is equally prestigious."
The Night Lord smiled unrelentingly, and said.
In front, the look of Xuanlie and Xuanqi gradually became serious. These strong human races are much stronger than expected.
Even more troublesome is that the Lord of the First Pavilion in the world has not yet shot.
"Qingshuang, take the injured friend back to the cabinet."
The night master said quietly, and immediately looked at the two demon princes in front of him, and smiled, "Also invite the two princes to give the patriarch a thin face. How about stopping today?"
Xuan Lie heard the words, his anger suddenly rose, just about to speak, but was blocked by Xuan Qi.
"Retreat."
Xuan Qi said quietly, without further words, stepped on his feet and walked away.
Seeing Xuanlie, his eyes were slightly heavy, his fists clenched, and after a while, he released his hands, flashed his figure, and left together.
In front of the pavilion, the night master watched the two demon princes leave, and the alertness gradually let go.
Although he is the No. 1 Pavilion in the world, he has no fear of these two Demon Kings, but if he really fights, he can't ask for anything cheap.
The world's first sword, the world's first palm, these two famous ancient demon princes, cultivation behavior and strength are too amazing, far from ordinary opponents can be compared.
"Patriarch, that person is a dragon."
In front of the pavilion, Qingshuang stepped out, condensing his voice.
"really."
The night master had heard it, and his expression condensed. Only then did he feel that the breath of the man in white was very special, different from the hundred races, not to mention the human race.
The Dragon Clan, this top royal family that has disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years, is still alive.
"Pavilion Lord, what should this person do, to be able to cultivate to the top of the king's realm in the outer space, it is unusual. There may be more powerful forces behind this person." North King, Qingshuang said.
"Well, I understand."
The night master nodded softly and said, "Leave here first, as for how to deal with this person, I'll talk about it until I find out his identity."
After talking, the Night Lord walked into the pavilion behind him with the four Profound Realm Lords. After a while, the pavilion swept out and turned into a streamer.
Ziwei star field, the sky above the earth mansion, the starry sky stirred, a touch of black demon stepped out, the figure fell from the sky, back to the earth mansion.
In front of the Hall of King Yan Luo, the demon's body swept to the ground. The injury that had been pressed for several days was finally difficult to suppress.
In the ten halls, a king of the human race felt, looking at the fatally wounded destiny in front of him, his expression dimmed.
"I'm fine, but it's just too much consumption these days."
In front of the Wang Dian, Ning Chen wiped off the blood at the corner of her mouth, said quietly, and immediately walked towards the Wang Dian in front.
In the Hall of King Yan Luo, the peacock on behalf of the prefecture saw the coming person and said lightly, "Are you injured?"
"It's okay."
Ning Chen responded, stepped forward to the main seat, and sat down.
The dark magical energy gradually suppressed the injury in the body. Ning Chen looked at the woman in the wheelchair in front of her and said, "Peacock girl, this time, thank you for your help."
"It should be."
Peacock responded lightly, and his attitude remained unchanged.
Ning Chen didn't care about his attitude either. This peacock girl is a very sensible person, and she won't be influenced by her emotions. What she should do and what she shouldn't do is better than anyone.
Although such a person is not easy to be a friend, he appreciates it.
"I want to meet the owner of a divine realm, the sooner the better."
Ning Chen looked down seriously and said.
When the peacock heard the words, his eyes slightly coagulated. After a long time, he nodded and said, "I will convey your words to the Master, but I will not guarantee that the Master will see you."
"As long as the peacock girl is willing to talk, the primordial magic realm is now aggressively invading, and the human race can only have a chance of victory only if there is an enemy with the enemy. I think that the of the realm will not understand this truth." Ning Chen said.
At the same time, in the distant starry sky, the divine realm, and the peak, the old man who guarded the divine realm for many years still looked quietly at the world, and the old face was full of traces of the years.
"Realm Master!"
This is the back of the old man, scrolling in the void, seven black figures walking out of thin air, headed by a man, with silver eyes and silver eyebrows, although his face is young, his breath is powerful and abnormal.
The Seven Kings of God of Shadows returned and saluted to return to life.
The old man looked back and looked at the seven people. The old eyes flashed a strange color and said, "Are you injured?"
The Stone Kings should not be enough to hurt Yinyue, they are.
"Master Qiqi Realm, when we came back, we met a Celestial Demon royal family with amazing swordsmanship, so I suffered some injuries." Yinyue answered truthfully.
"That was the fourth prince of the Heavenly Demon Royal Family, Xuan Qi, known as the world's first sword, with extraordinary strength. If you meet him, you can get away safely. It is not easy."
The old man whispered and continued, "Go down and heal first. If something happens, I will notify you."
"Yes!"
Headed by Yinyue, seven people respected each other and immediately got up and left.
"Master!"
Only seven people left, but seeing the sky above the divine realm, the five-colored divine light appeared out of thin air. In the divine light, the peacock appeared, and the whole body appeared looming, seemingly illusory.
"What's the matter?" The old man said calmly.
"Senior Master Qi Yun, the Commander wants to see you."
In the void, the peacock said.
The old man heard the words, fell silent, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Bring him."
"Yes!"
The peacock led his life, the incarnation dispersed, and disappeared.
In the palace, the Hall of King Yanluo, the peacock opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him. He said with a straight face, "Master respects to see you."
"Thank you Peacock Girl." Ning Chen thanked ~ EbookFREE.me ~ If your injuries are not harmful, go now. "Peacock said calmly.
"can."
Ning Chen nodded, got up from the main seat, and walked towards the outside of the hall.
The two set off, left the mansion, and rushed toward the direction of the gods.
For the hurried behavior of coming and going of fate, in the halls, a king of the human race was not too surprised, and it has already been seen.
When it comes to practicing natural talents, knowing fate is not as good as theirs. However, when it comes to scheming and calculation, the people in the Ten Temples do not necessarily have to fight against a destiny.
They know very well that if they leave their lives, they must have their own plans. They do not need to interfere, nor do they have the ability to interfere.
In the void, the two figures galloped past, very fast and fleeting.
"How is the Phoenix body?"
On the way, the peacock asked.
"Tianhun and Fengyuan have merged, and it is not yet known when they can wake up," Ning Chen said.
"Is the origin of the black phoenix obtained from the burial of immortals?" Peacock asked.
Ning Chen was silent, neither denied nor admitted.
"Since you have been to the original magical realm, you should know that the black phoenix is ​​a traitor of the Feng clan. His words are not credible," Peacock reminded.
"I know."
Ning Chen responded lightly, "I need his strength, so I must do it."
"Master said, you are the hope of the human race. Although I have always been skeptical, I respect the choice of the master and hope that you will not let the master down." Peacock calmly said.
Ten days later, the two crossed the starry sky, and finally came to the legendary realm.
"Arrived."
The peacock stopped and looked at the void boundary in front of him, and said, "Master, the disciple brought the destiny prince." Baidu reads the latest chapter of "Da Xia Wang Hou Jiezhong Literature" for free for the first time.