The Sword Dynasty

This sword light is very wonderful, much like that of Mo Shoucheng.

Jianguang rises from the cloud, and then can lock a target somewhere at the end of his gaze, such as the invisible giant wall town.

However, Ding Ning's sword light did not show any fireworks, and even everyone on the scene could not feel the killing intention.

If there is no killing intention, it is nowhere to be found, and it quietly seizes the opportunity when it comes.

What's more, in this sword light, there are many forces that they haven't touched.

The Bai Shanshui and others present were inexplicably indifferent.

The reaction of Afang Palace in sight is also wonderful.

When this faint light of sword approached the roof of the palace, a loud voice rang out from the group of empty palaces.

There are many sharp wind sounds radiating from the ground below the palace, and naturally greet the sword light.

These winds are invisible, but they are as sharp as real metal blades. In the perception of everyone, these winds form eight huge golden men, palms stretched out, holding the sword light.

In the following moment, there was no violent collision and burst.

The faint and extraordinarily powerful sword light disappeared, and dispersed in the palace with the disappearing wind.

"Earth formation."

Ding Ning frowned slightly and said softly.

"What do you mean?" Bai Shanshui was puzzled.

"Remember Gushan Jianzang?" Ding Ning turned to look at her and said, "You went to Changling for Gushan Jianzang. In fact, Gushan Jianzang is the same as the Axa Palace's Earthshade Array, which is constructed using the ground The difference is that Gushan Jianzang is the power of diversion of the earth's veins. Once used, the surface is destroyed, and the formation here is probably quietly destroying the invading heaven and earth in the earth's veins below."

"So this is a tortoise shell?" Bai Shanshui understood and smiled slightly.

"It should be the heaven and earth vitality gathered by the practitioners, and it will be invisible in it?" Ye Celen looked at Ding Ning and asked seriously.

Ding Ning nodded.

"That's also a turtle shell." Bai Shanshui said even more sarcastically: "Dare not dare to come out anyway."

The cloud in the sky returned to calm.

"This turtle shell is very suitable for him." Zhao Si looked at the palace and couldn't help but shook his head and said softly, "Anyway, he always likes to hide behind the scenes in his life, let people die in front of the scene, good thing He has made money, but he is infamous for wanting to be memorized. Where is there such a good thing in the world?"

Dantai Guanjian also looked at the palace without speaking.

Karma seems to be a very delicate matter.

But many years ago, the grudges of Changling to now, everything seems to prove that this really exists.

...

Afang Palace is very calm.

That faint sword light never appeared.

However, in Yuan Wu's perception in the black palace, that sword light was clear to the extreme.

The vitality fluctuations in the sky have completely disappeared, but the air in this black palace is as thick as seawater, and it keeps surging with each heavy breath of Yuanwu.

Yuan Wu's eyes were full of unspeakable hostility, and there was incredible disbelief and fear.

"Why so fast!"

Although he is extremely clear, as early as ten years ago in Changling, Wang Jingmeng has been stuck at the juncture of the Seven Realms and Eight Realms.

However, from the Seven Realms to this sword full of Eight Realms, the other party was still too fast, too fast to exceed the limit of his imagination.

When he wanted to come, even if Ding Ning needed only a few years, he could really enter the Eight Realms, and even directly surpass his cultivation practice when he was at the Lushan League, but he still has time to breathe after all, after all, it can still be in this period of time. Seeking some victories.

At this moment, many people's faces flashed in his mind.

Mo Shoucheng, Ye Xinhe, Xu Fu...and so many princes in Daqin.

However, these people are now gone.

Only Huang Zhenwei, who had been turned into a dead puppet, remained with him.

Finally, Zheng Xiu's face appeared in his mind very clearly.

Along with the bone-eating cold, the existence of this man, who has been recognized by the world as the strongest practitioner and the most powerful emperor in the past ten years, began to rise in endless regret.

All these accidents seem to originate from Zheng Xiu.

When he and Zheng Xiu moved away, everything seemed to lose control.

Suddenly his body trembled violently.

An unspeakable pain filled his body and state of mind.

He began to feel that his earliest hatred for Wang Jingmeng came from his jealousy.

He was jealous of Wang Jingmeng's cultivation and strength, and even more jealous seemed to bring all the brilliance of the world. Zheng Xiu from Jiaodong County became Wang Jingmeng's woman.

But did he win in the end?

Didn't he make Wang Jingmeng's moths fight the fire, die in Changling, and then succeeded in taking the throne, making Zheng Xiu the queen?

In the name of the world’s infamy and hard work, it shouldn’t be cherished. Why did it end up like this?

No one can answer his question.

There is no second living person in the area of ​​hundreds of feet near this black palace.

He is a real widow.

...

Changling, Wutong fell.

A carriage stopped slowly at the alley.

This carriage is unusual, but for some reason, it seems to have a peculiar temperament, which has attracted the attention of a practitioner in the Military Inspectorate.

At that night, Ce Leng and Chen Jian, the prime ministers, had left Changling. The Jiantian Division and Shendujian had disappeared. Those who had assumed the responsibilities of the former Jiantian Division and Shendujian became the Military Supervision Office of Bingma Division.

It was just that after Huang Zhenwei disappeared in Changling, and even the Guardian Guards died in name, these officers of the Military Supervision Office could not have done the acts of the Superintendent of the Guardian and the Superintendent of the Gods.

When seeing the two people walking off the carriage, the officer of the Military Supervision Office subconsciously rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had an illusion, but at the next moment, his whole body stiffened instantly, a handle in his sleeve Feijian thundered sharply.

"Don't move, I don't want to kill, I'm not here to kill."

Ding Ning looked at the young official calmly and shook his head. "Think about your family."

The official did not move.

His clothes were gradually soaked in cold sweat, and there was only one thought in his mind. "How can he appear in Changling just like this?"

"You have to understand that since many years ago, it is not you but the us who are guarding Changling." Ding Ning looked at the young official, seeing through what he thought, "For you, Changling is A home that can be protected by life, but for us, it is even more so. So don’t think this Changling is yours or Yuanwu’s."

"I just came to meet some people and talk about things, not to kill people." Ding Ning looked at the young official who was finally no longer stiff, repeated this sentence, and then added a soft sentence, "but since you look When I arrived, I would help me preach the sword first order. From today, Yuan Wu can invite me to fight at any time, as long as it is a duel under fair conditions."

The young official's body was shaken violently, his mind was blank and he could react in the future, and a cold sword had fallen on his palm.