The night was long, and in the prince's mansion, the plain figure looked at the east and waited quietly.

In the sky, the light of dawn gradually dispels the darkness, and the first ray of morning light sprinkles on the earth. In the void, the demonic energy surges and is incredible.

Here comes!

Ning Chen's expression slightly condensed, he looked upwards, and finally waited.

"The Thirteenth Prince obeyed the order."

In the void, a powerful aura walked out, holding the emperor's order, and spoke, "The Demon Emperor has an order to order the Thirteenth Prince to go to the northern battlefield immediately to assist Prince Xuankong in resisting the witch army."

"yes!"

Ning Chen bowed respectfully.

"in addition."

The envoy looked at the Thirteenth Prince in front of him and said with a serious expression, "Your Highness, the two demon emperors' oral orders, to give your highness full responsibility for the important task of peace talks. This is the Demon Emperor's Demon Emperor's Demon Emperor's Demon Emperor's Demon Emperor's Demon Emperor's Demon Emperor. If necessary, your Highness can directly talk to the two demon emperors."

"I received the order."

Ning Chen reached out to take the Demon Emperor's Order and said in a deep voice.

"Gandharva, come out"

The emperor issued an order, and the commander looked into the void ahead and spoke.

As the words fell, the void twisted violently, and a illusory figure appeared, the girl looked like a plump figure, with a streamer flying all over her body, floating in the air, so beautiful that it makes people fascinate.

"From today on your behalf, you will be responsible for protecting the safety of Your Thirteenth Highness, do you understand?" said the commander seriously.

"yes!"

The girl gave a gift and said.

Gandapo? Eight tribes!

When Ning Chen heard this, his expression was shocked unconsciously. The eight demons in ancient myths of the ancient myths are still alive?

He had heard that a long time ago, the Demon Royal Family had eight guardians, who were extremely powerful and were granted the title of Eight Tribes, and were famous for a while.

However, in ancient times, the eight tribes fell one after another in the battle with the heavenly beings, and none of them survived.

If the legend is true, what explanation will be given by the eight tribes in front of you?

"Your Highness Thirteenth, time is tight, let's set off soon."

In the void, the messenger reminded me that the figure merged into the void and disappeared.

Ning Chen came back to his senses, looked into the distance, and a flash of condensation flashed.

"Your Highness, please."

The girl-like Ganda Po spoke and said calmly.

Ning Chen nodded and walked out of the mansion.

Behind the collapsed king's palace was in a mess, the door of the mansion was closed, covering everything in sight.

On the way north, two figures galloped away one after another, with the speed exceeding imagination.

Ning Chen did not hold back, and the laws of space around him flowed, and he was so close to the world, and he was a hundred miles away in an instant.

Behind the girl stepped lightly on her lotus steps, followed calmly, without a trace of difficulty.

In front, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and stepped on his feet, which was a little faster.

Under the rising sun, the two men at extremely fast speed flew past one in front and one behind, like two meteors, passing in a blink of an eye.

Half a day later, on the northern territory, the two of them slowed down. Ning Chen stopped, looked at the girl behind him, and said, "How many people are left in the Eight Demons now?"

"Since you are called the Eight Tribes, you are naturally eight people." Ganda Po replied.

"In ancient legend, all the eight tribes died in battle. Is this true or false?" Ning Chen said with a serious expression.

"real!"

Gandapo said calmly, "But we are resurrected again."

"Um?"

When Ning Chen heard this, his brows frowned, how could he be resurrected?

In this world, no one knows better than him how difficult it is to bring people back to life, and even say it is impossible to do it.

Except for the creation god in the Seven Secret Heaven, he has never heard of anyone who can create life.

"Your Highness, do you have anything else to ask? If not, please continue on the way." Gandapo said indifferently.

“Yes, the last question.”

Ning Chen bent his mouth slightly, looked at the flat chest of the former, and smiled, "Are you a woman or a man?"

According to legend, there are no women in the Eight Demons, but the person in front of them is really believed to be a man.

When Gandapo heard this, his eyes flashed with anger, without answering, and stepped by his lotus steps and rushed forward quickly.

Ning Chen sneered, and did not delay any longer, so he chased after him.

In the northern territory, wars continued, and the witch army headed south, coming in full force, and the demon army was unstoppable, and retreated thousands of miles in a while.

The destruction brought by the war can be seen everywhere, and countless people in the Demon Realm are displaced and homeless.

In war, whether it is justice or evil, the people will always suffer, and will remain unchanged in ancient and modern times.

In front of the witch army, the twelve witches stood in the air, pressing forward step by step, capturing one city after another.

Gouhuang ordered that regardless of the gains and losses of a city, they should advance at the fastest speed and reach the hinterland of the original demon realm as soon as possible.

Three thousand miles away, the demon clouds rolled in front of the army of 80,000 demons, Xuan Kong, the fifth prince of the demon, stood between heaven and earth, and his eyes looked at the twelve witches in the distance, and his expression became heavier.

The witch army has extraordinary combat power, and the strength of the twelve witch queens is even more than imagined. This war is becoming more and more difficult.

Just as the two armies were about to confront each other again, a beautiful figure appeared in front of the demon army, and the powerful demonic energy surged, attracting people's attention.

At the same time, on the ground below, a plain figure walked out, wearing a sharp sword energy, which could divide the world.

"The Thirteenth Prince, and Ganda Po!"

Seeing the two, Xuankong's expression slightly condensed, and the eight tribes actually went out to move.

"I've met the fifth uncle."

On the earth, Ning Chen looked at the figure in the sky and saluted respectfully.

“No need to be polite.”

Xuan Kong said in a narrow voice, "Are you two demon emperors sending you here?"

"Um"

Ning Chen nodded and said, "It's better to let my nephew go out in this battle."

Xuan Kong looked at the young man below, and after a moment, he spoke, "The twelve witch queens are all strong men in the middle and late stages of the king realm, are you sure?"

"It is not easy to win, but it is not difficult to procrastinate." Ning Chen replied.

When Xuan Kong heard this, he thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, the first round, you will come first."

"Thank you, Uncle Fifth."

Ning Chen thanked him, stepped on his feet, and jumped forward.

In the void, Gandapo frowned without leaving any trace and followed.

The thirteenth prince really makes trouble for himself and wants to ask for a fight as soon as he comes.

“Let’s wait.”

In front of the army of demons, Xuan Kong looked at the eight tribes who looked like a girl in front of him and spoke.

Ganda Po stopped, looked back at the fifth prince of the Demon, and said calmly, "What are the princess' orders?"

"Eight tribes, how many people are awake?" Xuan Kong said in a deep voice.

"At present, I'm the only one."

Ganda Po said calmly, without saying anything more, and turned around and chased after him.

On the battlefield of the two armies, the Demon Prince asked for a fight. His sword energy penetrated the sky and the earth. The sword lights rising into the sky were crisscrossed and dazzling.

In front of the witch army, the twelve witches stopped and looked at the young figures on the ground ahead, with strange colors flashing in their eyes.

What a powerful sword energy, this person should be the thirteenth prince of the Demon Royal Family.

The two masters of the Demon Royal Family, the fourth prince, the world's number one sword, Xuanqi, are far away in the southeast battlefield, and it is impossible for them to appear here.

The other one is the disciple of the Nine Nether Demon Emperor, the Thirteenth Prince of the Heavenly Demon Royal Family.

"I'll come to this formation."

Among the Twelve Witch Queens, a woman in green walked out and said softly.

"Be careful."
To be continued...