Marquis of Grand Xia Chapter 629: Spirit card
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On Ninth Peak, when the four sons left, the sadness at the time of leaving was not hypocrisy, or the sorrow of the same door, but perhaps it was the weakness of their own destiny.
In the blood-stained sword box, White Rainbow is blood-stained, whispering faintly, and sorrowful sounds in the sword, making people unconsciously feel cold intention.
"Yin'er" Ning Chen looked at the little girl who was practicing sword not far away, and said softly.
"Is there something?" Yin'er trot and asked.
"Can you feel the sound of this sword?" Ning Chen asked.
Yin'er heard the words, stepped forward, reached over White Rainbow Sword and tried to feel the sound of the sword.
After a long time, Yin'er got up, his face was ashamed, and said, "I only heard the sad sound in the sword, the others could not hear clearly"
"Nothing"
Ning Chen gently rubbed the little girl ’s hair, mildly says, "Your training day is still short, you can feel that these are already very powerful, continue to practice sword"
"En"
Yin'er responded, and immediately trot to bamboo forest and continue to practice sword.
Before the peak, Ning Chen waved away the White Rainbow Sword of Qinxue, and looked at the Message Peak in the distance. The deep eyes of Dark(ness) flashed a little light.
Before Ling Yun/reach the clouds left, it seemed that he already knew his destiny and why he wanted to leave.
Qi Huan and Lingluo Zhen obviously know something, why do they refuse to say it?
How many hidden secrets are hidden in Black Ink Gate, Black Ink Lord, and what role do they play in between.
A lot of questions, like the mist lingering in my heart, Ning Chen thought for a long time, but couldn't think of the answer, withdrawn his gaze, stepped on, and swept towards Third Peak.
After counting the interest, on Third Peak, the black clothes appears walked towards the bamboo house on the peak.
The wooden door opened, and in my eyes, there was only one bed and a pair of tables and chairs in the room. It was simple and simple, and there was nothing else.
Ning Chen looked at it for a moment, then turned to look elsewhere on the peak.
On the peak, calm and peaceful, except for a piece of medicine field, there seems to be no unusual/exceptionally in other places.
medicine field?
Ning Chen frowned suddenly and walked over.
The medicine field, which is less than ten feet wide, grows among them, and the medicinal fragrance spreads tens of miles.
Lord of Third Peak is good at planting medicines. This is not a secret. There are hundreds of great medicines, each of which is a treasure and valuable.
There are more than ten times when the royal dignitaries have come to Black Ink Mountain Third Peak to seek medicine. However, Ling Yun/reach the clouds, who has always been kind to people, has never agreed on this matter.
Ning Chen looked at the hundred great medicines in front of him, for a moment, two moments ... for a whole hour, his eyes never looked away again.
One hour later, Ning Chen glanced at the place where he had taught with Ling Yun/reach the clouds, and flashed a little bit of brilliance in his eyes.
Taking a light step, the figure flashed at a rapid speed, and the speed was strange. It was exactly the same. Walking in the hundred large medicine rooms, reproducing every step that Ling Yun/reach the clouds took during the World War I.
The last step was taken out, the void shook, and the black figure disappeared quietly.
The unfamiliar silence Space, Ning Chen walked out. In front of them, a stone room stood in front, Yin Qi was winding around, and the bones were stunned.
Ning Chen stepped forward and waved his hand to open stone gate, rumbling in shock, looking into the eye, astonishing scene, on the table in front of him, there were spirit cards displayed one by one, strange names, except for two, which were unheard of.
Spirit Position Finally, a spirit card was engraved with the words Ling Yun/reach the clouds, and it was shocking to see oneself set up a spirit position for oneself.
The penultimate position, Hua Yang, is clear and eye-catching, and is obviously the same person as the tombstone I encountered in Ninth Peak Houshan.
Six cards and six names are clearly printed in the heart of Ning Chen, so heavy.
First Peak, second
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Peak, Third Peak, fourth peak, Ninth Peak?
The thoughts of Ning Chen keep turning. If these people are all the former Lords of various Peaks, who is this extra person?
Zi Chuan, an unfamiliar name, has never been mentioned by Qi Huan and others.
Unable to figure out, Ning Chen converged and stepped out of the stone chamber.
In medicine field, the sky flashed, Ning Chen walked out, and the figure flashed immediately, and flew towards the other peak.
Speaking peak Dao Platform, Black Ink Lord opened his eyes and looked at Ninth Child leaving Third Peak. The old eyes were deep and he could not see any waves.
Eighth Peak and Lingluo Zhen are standing on the cliff, with long silver hair dancing in the wind, eyes looking far away, sadness is hard to hide.
At this moment, the black man walked out, looked at the woman in front of the cliff, and said, "Eighth Senior Sister"
Lingluo Zhen looks back and looks at the young figure behind him, whispering, "What's the matter?"
"Who is Lu Luo?" Ning Chen asked directly.
Lingluo Zhen heard the words, his body shook, his eyes flashed in disbelief, and said, "How do you know this name?"
"Do n’t ask Eighth Senior Sister how I know, but can you tell me who this person is?" Ning Chen squinted slightly.
"Once Lord of Fourth Peak" Lingluo Zhen said with a heavy tone.
"Moon Bamboo" Ning Chen asked again.
"Lord of Second Peak" Lingluo Zhen responded.
"Xiang Yuan"
"Lord of First Peak"
"Hua Yang"
"Lord of Ninth Peak"
Names, heavy answers, like the Ning Chen conjecture, the token people are all the former Lords of various Peaks.
"Who is Zi Chuan?" Ning Chen asked.
After hearing this name, Lingluo Zhen fell silent. After a long time, he said, "I am not very clear about this person, it seems to be Lord of Seventh Peak. Inheritance, why is Seventh Peak the exception, I do n’t know ”
"Why no one inherits the same peak, the position of Lord of Ninth Peak, count me, there are also two terms" Ning Chen frowned.
"Your situation is different" Lingluo Zhen said softly.
"Why?" Ning Chen puzzled.
"Can't say, don't ask again, if possible, it is best not to know for a lifetime" Lingluo Zhen solemnly warned.
Various colors flashed in the eyes of Ning Chen, kindly, "Thank you Eighth Senior Sister for notification, Junior Brother has left"
The words fell, Ning Chen did not stay any longer, and turned away.
Looking at the figure of the former going away, Lingluo Zhen sighed softly. Did Third Senior Brother leave any clues to him? Could Third Senior Brother really think that Ninth Junior Brother can change their destiny.
After the mountain of Ninth Peak, Ning Chen came out with doubt and swept directly into the depths of the jungle.
The dense ancient forest, the giant wood covered the sun, the black figure flickered and disappeared.
At the moment when Ning Chen was close to the depth of the jungle, suddenly, the surrounding air pressure suddenly dropped, heaven presses down earth rises up, and the entire Ninth Peak vibrated.
Primal Chaos showed up, a man with a fierce appearance, and a terrible evil behind him, with a punch, hurling at the trespasser.
Ning Chen waved his hand and held his sword, Highest Beginning showed up, and then blocked the fist of the former.
"Humanity is you again"
The fists and swords touched each other, the aftermath swayed, and the ancient tree fell down one by one, and was broken by sword qi and fist force.
"Primal Chaos, I have something to ask you, not killing you" Ning Chen solemnly says.
"Unauthorized trespassing in the forest, the sin is unforgivable, last time, I saw it in the face of Old Monster, I have let it go
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Once you came back, this time, no one can save you, "the man said coldly, his fists slammed out, and he forced his life again.
Seeing that the evil beasts are difficult to communicate, Ning Chen's eyes are cold, and the sword swings, and he decides to use force to control the enemy first, and then talk about others.
The staggered figure, Primal Chaos can be astonishing, heavy punching, like one stroke, one trick, mountains collapse earth sinks.
The move is unshakable. Ning Chen swings the sword to welcome the move, striding forward and backward, and not touching it.
In a blink of an eye, the men ’s double fists slammed into each other, and a powerful Strength emerged. At the next moment, the double fists blasted out, killing the soul.
Ning Chen gazes, steps, the figure flashes quickly, and the left hand immediately swings, the White Rainbow Sword box appears, the sword box opens, the sword edge of the thin as a cicada’s wing swipes out, and at the moment of start, the figure disappears again, instantly to the front.
The man's eyes shrank, his fist turned, and he threw forward.
However, compared to the speed, Knowing Heaven's Will is better, turning sideways, White Rainbow Sword twisted and wrapped the former arm.
The "White Rainbow Sword" sword edge, who seemed familiar, shook with shock.
"Uh"
White Rainbow locked the arm of the former for a moment, Highest Beginning slashed, and a sword broke his arm. In an instant, blood spattered like rain, dyed red sky.
The pain came, and the man screamed, **** light rises in his eyes, his body changed, roaring evil, tremendous sound, Primal Chaos changing form, swallowed the sky in front.
"Die!"
On the peak of the message, Black Ink Lord suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to be rescued.
Suddenly, at this moment, in the distance, an sword qi came out of the air, overbearing and unmatched, with a sword slashing half the peak of the message.
The rumbling tremor, on the peak of the message, countless Formation Mark(s) collapsed, earth moves mountains shift, the scene was shocking.
"Purple Clothes Marquis!"
At this moment, above you, the four sons of Black Ink Gate shuddered and their faces were unbelievable.
Obviously, at the time of Western Immortal World, Purple Clothes Marquis had already died in the hands of Red Luan Boundary King and Master, why did it appear again today?
In the distance, the man who stepped in looked like he was about thirty years old, dressed in purple clothes, and he was domineering. He was really Purple Clothes Marquis who had already died in Western Immortal World.
On Dao Platform, Black Ink Lord looked at the man coming in front of him, and there was not much surprise in the old eyes. As soon as the hand was raised, seven coloured sunlight spread, and Great Land shook steadily.
"Old man, this Marquis is not dead, you are very satisfied, today, the new account and the old account, we will settle together"
In the speech, Purple Clothes Marquis stepped out, and immediately above Dao Platform, a purple sword edge appeared and chopped off.
"It seems that I have spoken to you and you have not remembered"
Black Ink Lord whispered, lifted with the right hand, colorful brilliance rises, knocked out sword edge.
"Put away your hypocritical face, this Marquis is no longer an idiot"
The hatred is hard to conceal in the eyes of Purple Clothes Marquis, the sword turns into a great force, the purple sword light is vertical and horizontal, powerful and domineering, and the mountain is broken.
The Black Ink Lord figure freed up, a body white robe hunting with the wind, lifts a hand to order the wind and clouds, colorful Sun and Moon.
Purple Clothes Marquis saw it, left hand condensed element, sword rainbow came out around the sword, sword skills, Immortal Technique merged, shocking sword, came out of the sky.
"Immortal Art, Purple Rainbow Pierces The Sun"
Colorful, purple rainbows collide, the terrifying aftermath rushes out, and the amazing power instantly destroys all Formation Mark(s) in the surrounding thousands of feet.
With a groan, Zihong sword qi passed through seven coloured sunlight and entered Black Ink Lord, bringing out a glorious blood flower.
"Amazed, old man, this Marquis has been practicing hard for 100 years, just for today, accept your fate"
The words fell, the figure of Purple Clothes Marquis flashed, sword edge condensed all directions Sword Magnificent Qi, a sword, closing in on the life arrives.
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