In the primitive demon realm, in the wilderness of the Western Front, the swordsmen and demons confront each other. After several life-and-death battles, they temporarily conquer murderous intentions.

At night, the two people standing facing each other had murderous intent in their eyes. However, when they were not sure, no one would take action easily.

"Marquis Zhiming, let's talk."

Xuan Luo looked at the young man ahead and said calmly, "I can continue to hide my identity for you and even help you deal with Xuan Zhen. How about it? With your situation in the Demon Royal Family, it should be imperative to get rid of Xuan Zhen."

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Didn't you have defected to Xuan Zhen? With your strength, Xuan Zhen will definitely reuse it. Why do you still want to rebel?"

"Anti-lord? Hoho"

Xuan Luo smiled coldly and said, "A Xuan Zhen is not qualified to be the master of Wu Xuan Luo, and the Marquis of Zhiming. If you think carefully about my proposal, you should choose to join forces to achieve your goals instead of fighting both sides of the country."

"What do you want, or join forces with me, what can you get?" Ning Chen said lightly.

"I want the luck of the Demon Clan." Xuan Luo said in a deep voice.

"oh?"

When Ning Chen heard this, a strange look flashed in his eyes and said, "Only the two princes of the Heavenly Demon Clan are qualified to inherit the fortune of the Demon Clan. Do you think you have this opportunity?"

"It seems that there is no now, but it does not mean there will be no future."

Xuan Luo smiled and said, "Now the five royal families joined forces to kill demons, and Kunyi Demon Emperor is trapped in the extreme east again. The Demon Clan seems to be in full swing in the spring and autumn, but in fact there are many crises. As soon as the time comes, the emperors of the five royal families will definitely take action. At that time, the opportunity we are waiting for will come."

Ning Chen frowned. How could the fortune of the Heavenly Demon Clan be so easy to obtain? If this is true, the two princes, Xuan Zhen and Xuan Qing, would not fight to the death.

Xuan Luo must have conspiracy or reliance that he didn't know, otherwise he would not have been so eager to cooperate with him.

Between my thoughts, two carriages were turning back, and the speed was getting faster and faster. I obviously noticed the fluctuations in the battle behind and rushed back.

"What are you thinking about? Zhiming Hou, this should be a benefit but no harm to you. Working with me, you will not only avoid the worries of exposing your identity, but also have an extra ally to deal with the eldest prince. Why not do it?" Xuan Luo felt the aura getting closer and closer in front of him and asked again.

Ning Chen looked at the demon in front of him quietly. After a moment, a smile appeared on his face and said, "Maybe, what you said is right. In the current situation, we should let go of our grudges and join forces to fight against greater dangers."

Xuan Luo smiled and said, "That's exactly what it is."

"Then I wish us a happy cooperation in advance." Ning Chen raised his hand and smiled.

“Happy cooperation!”

Xuan Luo took a step forward, raised his hand, and slapped it on his feet.

Bang!

The palm that was heavier than Mount Tai, the mountain shook the ground, and the two of them clapped their high fives, announcing that the hatred was temporarily suspended and the cooperation was just completed.

With a smile on each other, the murderous intent was still unconcealed. Neither of them said anything more and walked away.

The two people who were sailing against each other disappeared in the night, and the sky was determined, the swordsman and the demons would never go together.

In front, with the rumbling sound, two carriages rushed forward one by one. On the carriage, the two demon generals saw the young man walking alone in the night and immediately got off the car and saluted respectfully.

"Your Highness, I hope to forgive you for your sins in the future."

"Get up."

Ning Chen said calmly, "The assassin has retreated, let's go back to the city."

"yes!"

The two demon generals respectfully understood the order.

The next moment, the two carriages set off again, and the rumbling sounded throughout the night, and they rushed towards the Three Imperial City quickly.

In the Western territory, in the Demon Camp, Xuan Luo returned, in the commander's tent, Xuan Zhen was waiting. Seeing the visitor, he asked calmly, "How?"

“Failed.”

Xuan Luo said with a gloomy expression, "The Thirteenth Prince is not in a coma at all, and his strength is even better than before. Perhaps, Prince Xuan Mie's death is related to him. At the beginning, he could devour half of my body, and now he can attack Prince Xuan Mie."

"It shouldn't."

Xuan Zhen stood up, shook his head gently and said, "I and Xuan Yue have checked. There is no fluctuation of true energy on Lao Thirteen. If he devoured the body of Uncle Xuanmiao, it would be impossible to hide it so perfectly."

Xuan Luo was silent when he heard this and said nothing more.

"You retreat first. The Thirteenth son is extremely intelligent and not so easy to deal with. Let's look for opportunities in the future." Xuan Zhen said lightly.

"Subordinates surrender."

Xuan Luo bowed respectfully and then turned around and retreated.

Seeing the former leaving, Xuan Zhen's expression gradually subsided. Unexpectedly, he failed again this time, and his thirteenth brother was really hard to deal with.

In the distance, under the night, two carriages galloped by, and the wild beasts were rushing, so fast that it was hard to see the naked eye.

As the night passed, the first ray of morning light shone on the earth, dispelling the cold air between the sky.

In the carriage ahead, the plain figure sat quietly, and the sword intent was restrained, like a mortal, without any sharpness.

In the carriage behind, the two demon generals looked at the carriage ahead, and they were all amazed. Last night, the prince was assassinated, and the huge movements and stillness could be clearly felt thousands of miles apart. The sword of the Thirteenth Highness was too amazing.

After rushing for a day and a night, just as the scorching sun sets west again, the Three Imperial City appeared in front of me, the largest city in the ancient and majestic primitive demon realm, spectacular and shocking.

In front of the Three Imperial City, the wild beast stopped, Ning Chen walked off the carriage and walked towards the Imperial City.

In the sky, the white tiger that had been following secretly fell from the sky, landed beside the former, and walked forward together.

"I've met His Highness Thirteenth."

In front of the city gate, a group of imperial guards were shocked when they saw the visitor and immediately saluted respectfully.

"Get up."

Ning Chen said, bringing the White Tiger into the city.

Ning Chen came to the Jiuyou Palace and entered the mansion without any notice.

"Master."

In the King's Hall, Ning Chen saluted respectfully.

"Here I'm back."

In the void, a familiar voice sounded, and at the same time, the demonic energy surged, and a illusory figure walked out, looked at the disciple in front of him, and asked, "Are you injured?"

"It's not in the way."

Ning Chen replied, "It's just a minor injury."

Xuan Jiuyou nodded and said, "Can you gain something from Qihuang Island and his party?"

"Um."

Ning Chen responded lightly, "I got what I wanted, but I haven't had time to practice."

Xuan Jiuyou did not ask much and continued, "Your cultivation cannot be restored so easily. Don't pin all your hopes on the inheritance of the Qihuang clan."

"Disciple understand."

Ning Chen nodded and said, "But if you don't try, give up, there will be no hope. If this method does not work, the disciple will look for another method and will not give up just like that."

"You're mentally prepared."

Xuan Jiuyou said seriously, "There is another thing, are you intimate with the witch clan's Gouhuang?"

"I have met several times, but I can't talk about my friendship."

Ning Chen frowned and said, "Why does Master have this question?"

"Now the Primitive Demon Realm is surrounded by the enemy on five sides, and the war is intensifying. There are already voices of peace talks among the royal family. In the ancient battle of Blood Moon, Emperor Gou once protected you. This matter is known to everyone in the world. If the royal family and the five major royal families are divided and transformed, you will be the best candidate for the witch clan." Xuan Jiuyou said calmly.

Ning Chen had heard this and looked solemn, saying, "Thank you for your advice."

Peace talk? The Demon Royal Family is really thinking too much.

The five major royal families have sent troops. If they accept peace talks at this time, they will undoubtedly dig their own graves. When the demon royal family recovers, the return of Kunyi Demon Emperor will be the end of the five major royal families.

"You have injuries on your body, go back and rest first."

Xuan Jiuyou spoke.

"Disciple leaves."

Ning Chen bowed respectfully and turned around and retreated.

Outside the Jiuyou Palace, Baihu saw his master coming out and immediately stepped forward and roared in a low voice.

"Let's go, go home."

Ning Chen said something, then walked towards the prince's mansion.

At the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion, Shi Yu and Shiqing waited anxiously in the mansion, and went to the mansion to watch from time to time, waiting for His Highness to return.

They have learned that His Highness had entered the city that His Highness had seen the Nine Nether Demon Queen, who should have come back.

Just when the two girls were anxious, a figure in plain clothes appeared in front of the house and walked step by step.

"Your Highness is back."

Shi Qing's eyes were sharp-eyed, and she saw the familiar figure walking from afar, and immediately shouted.

Upon hearing this, Shiyu walked forward quickly, and her beautiful eyes also showed excitement.
To be continued...