In the dark night, in the majestic Three Emperors Hall, Ning Chen looked at the head of the Three Emperors in front and walked up.

Kunyi Demon Emperor, the real emperor of the demon clan, combines the fortune of the heavenly demon royal family, and is the most powerful emperor in the primitive demon realm. Even the Seven Stars and the Eight Demon Emperors are inferior.

Under the throne, Ning Chen looked at the throne high, and his pace of moving forward became more and more difficult.

Just one throne has amazing oppressive power, Kun Yi, the most powerful emperor in the world, is unpredictable.

The ability to repair the sky is so terrible, far beyond other emperors in the world. Now that the first emperor of the demon clan is not here, he gives Zhiming the only chance to set foot here.

Around the throne, purple-black luck is lingering, and the power is everywhere, and it is extremely powerful. The closer the distance is, the more unbearable it is.

Knowing fate, the son of misfortune on earth, he fought endlessly throughout his life, his hands were stained with the blood of the world, no matter inside, outside the realm, or primitive demon realm, there is no exception.

However, after experiencing the pain and pain that ordinary people cannot experience in their lifetime, the tenacity of knowing their destiny has reached a terrifying level. Even if the emperor is overwhelmed, it cannot stop the progress of knowing their destiny.

Under the imperial power, Ning Chen's body began to crack, blood oozed out, and red-colored clothes were stained.

The severe pain was so clear, but Ning Chen seemed to be unaware of it, and his firm belief was never shaken for a moment.

The only imperial palace in the world that has no guards, because no one can enter the emperor, even the strongest king realm will fail.

Ning Chen's body was distorted from time to space. Under the imperial power, even the laws of time and space gradually withered.

Step by step, difficult and difficult, as if a portrayal of a lifetime, Ning Chen clasped his hands tightly and ascended to the sky step by step.

At this moment, Kunyi Demon Emperor, who was far away at the end of the extreme east, felt a sense, and his consciousness gradually revived. His eyes opened and he looked towards the Three Imperial City.

Someone entered the imperial palace, who was it?

In addition to Qiyao and Bahuang, can anyone else get to that position?

The emperor who restored the sky briefly recovered his consciousness. After counting breaths, his eyes closed and he fell asleep again with exhaustion.

In the Three Imperial City, in the Kun and Yihuang Hall, the power of the emperor was surging, and Ning Chen climbed up to the sky step by step, getting closer and closer to the throne.

Around the throne, the purple-black demons were filled with luck, and the imperial power became stronger and stronger, forcing people to become crazy.

"boom"

Seeing that the throne was approaching, suddenly, the devil's luck surrounding the void turned into substance. Under the magnificent and endless imperial power, the hall began to vibrate. Under the huge pressure, layers of stone steps began to collapse and turned into powder ashes.

Behind Ning Chen, the stone steps were stained with blood. It was so dazzling that he wanted to do a big thing and was borne by his weight.

The last stone steps were in front of him, Ning Chen stepped up, his eyes flashed with his eyes.

"drink!"

As success is about to happen, Ning Chen has no time to worry about his whereabouts being exposed. With a deep shout, all his strength in his body exploded.

The green cauldron appeared, and under the urge of the demonic energy, the indestructible heavy weapon of the East Immortal Realm emitted a faint green light. The next moment, the green cauldron smashed down and hit the throne ahead.

The immortal weapon and the throne collided, and only a loud noise was heard. The purple-black luck surrounding the throne was directly shaken and lost the protection of the throne. The throne collided along the middle collision marks and cracked.

In an amazing scene, the head of the Three Emperors, who are hard to destroy, actually appeared in large cracks under the impact of a broken green cauldron.

After one blow, Ning Chen swung the green cauldron again and smashed it down with a bang.

The terrifying aftershock of the collision came, Ning Chen's right arm was almost paralyzed, and he took another step back to stabilize his body.

On the throne, the cracks became deeper and deeper, and the vibration was still not stopped, and the green cauldron fell down again.

Boom!

In the earth-shaking shock, the devastated throne finally couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed.

The destroyed throne was divided into pieces. Suddenly, a shocking dragon roar came out. Under the collapsed throne, a five-clawed golden dragon soared into the sky, with the dragon's power stunning.

The completely different imperial power is completely different from the demon emperor, but it is equally powerful and heavy and suffocating.

"Dragon energy!"

Ning Chen looked at the five-clawed golden dragon circling in the void, his eyes narrowed, and under the throne of Kunyi Demon Emperor, he actually suppressed the luck of the dragon clan.

Unexpectedly, on Ning Chen's right arm, the Dragon Emperor's sword seal felt and began to revive, wanting to devour the dragon energy.

Seeing this, Ning Chen threw out the green cauldron in his hand and directly covered the five-clawed golden dragon in the void.

The moment the green cauldron was covered, the dragon energy was sealed, Ning Chen's figure moved instantly, swept into the void, raised his hand and pressed it down, the light of the God Forbidden Light was destroyed, and the Immortal Cauldron was sealed.

In the green cauldron, the five-clawed golden dragon roared and kept rushing, but it was difficult to break through the bonds of the immortal cauldron.

The dragon energy disappeared, the Dragon Emperor's sword seal gradually returned to calm and fell asleep again.

Seeing that the Dragon Emperor Sword was restored to its original state, Ning Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. These dragon auras could not be swallowed by the Dragon Emperor Sword, otherwise, with his strength, the breath of the Dragon Emperor Sword would definitely not be suppressed.

"Who!"

At this moment, a majestic and angry voice sounded in the distant sky, and the majesty of the imperial way was shocking.

Ning Chen looked back and looked at the demon clouds coming quickly from the far away outside the hall. He sneered, and his figure flashed, leaving the Demon Emperor Palace.

It is really surprising that the Eight Demon Emperors came back so soon.

However, what he wanted to do was done and there was no need to stay.

Shortly after Ning Chen left, in front of the Three Emperors' Hall, demonic energy surged. The Eight Demon Emperor appeared. Looking at the shocking scene in the Royal Palace ahead, the murderous intent in his eyes was very strong.

Dragon energy, someone has taken away the luck of the dragon clan!

The dragon clan has been destroyed for a long time. Who still knows this secret?

The Eight Demon Emperor looked back and looked at the chaos of the Three Emperors City, his eyes became heavier and heavier. Now the facts are obvious. Someone secretly planned all these things, with the purpose of the Dragon Clan's luck suppressed by His Highness the Three Emperors.

This person is so hateful!

Ning Chen appeared in the thirteenth prince's mansion. In the mansion, the ancient Shengtian, dressed in plain dynasty robes, stood in front of the king's palace, waiting for the former to return.

After the mission is over, Gu Shengtian is about to return to the world's No. 1 Pavilion. The reason why he returned to the prince's mansion was just to resign before parting.

Ning Chen looked at the Lord of the East Realm in front of the palace and smiled, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome."

Gu Shengtian said calmly, "It is a blessing for me to know Your Highness in my life. I hope there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future, and there will be a period of time in the future."

"There will be a date later." Ning Chen responded.

The ancient Shengtian nodded, and his figure gradually faded away and disappeared.

The Lord of the East Realm left, and the Prince's Mansion calmed down again. Ning Chen looked back and looked at the Three Emperors' Hall in the distance, with a light and solemn expression.

The Phoenix Secret Technique is not in the Three Emperors Hall, so the only possibility remains is the Demon Ancestral Land. Next, we must find a way to lead the two Demon Emperors to leave.

However, after today's incident, the two demon emperors must have been prepared and would not easily fall into the trap.

"Your Highness"

In the mansion, ghost energy was everywhere. Yin Ji returned and looked at the Thirteenth Prince in front of him, saluting respectfully.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ning Chen withdrew his gaze to the Three Emperors Palace and said calmly, "I will personally go to the Yinhai Ghost Prison in the near future and thank the ghost clan for their help in person."

Yin Ji was shocked when she heard this. After a long time, she came back to her senses, bowed respectfully again, and said with gratitude, "Thank you, Your Highness."

"After so many days, you are tired, go and have a rest." Ning Chen said in a gentle tone.

"Um"

Yin Ji nodded, calmed down, and turned around and walked towards the backyard room.

"The final battle is finally about to begin."

Ning Chen turned around and looked at the dark clouds in the sky. The Seventh Prince and the Great Prince had all fallen, and the other princes and daughters had also suffered a lot. The royal family itself suffered a lot. In addition to the eight devils who died in battle, the conventional combat power of the Devils Royal Family was lost by nearly half. The internal and external troubles were bothered, and the invincible Devils Royal Family was no longer the same.

The remaining third prince is not the Qi Yao. He does not need to rush to remove the two demon emperors of the Eight Desolations. He keeps Xuanqing, which is also a restraint for the ninth prince Xuanque, the most powerful among the princes who are not the prince.

Now that his mission in the Demon Imperial City has ended, it is time to prepare for the next big battle.

In addition, there is another thing that he also cares about, which is Xuan Luo's life and death.

Xuan Luo's existence is always a hidden danger. If Xuan Luo dies at the hands of the Eight Demon Emperors, it will be a great news for him.

In the Sea of ​​Reincarnation, Ning Chen looked at the distant northwest sea. The location where the aura of the Eight Demon Emperors burst out was there, and he had to go there again.

The dark night is getting heavier and the cold wind blows, adding a little chill to this cold night.

Under the night, thoughts kept flashing in Ning Chen's eyes, and his hair danced lightly in the wind, extremely dazzling.

Just when the primitive demon realm was in chaos, the sky outside the sky and the Ziwei Star Domain were filled with demonic energy. The scale king, the head of the six kings of the scale clan, stood in the boundless starry sky, and blood mist was spreading all directions.

The life sacrifice array, the ancient forbidden method, once appeared, the places where the blood mist passed, the creatures were devastated and all things withered.

With the scale king as the center, big stars began to wither, and all spirits gradually turned into dead stars in their sorrows and cries.

In front of the scale king, a golden hairpin floated and floated, and the dragon and phoenix coiled around. The famous Western King hairpin continued to absorb the spiritual energy in the blood mist, becoming stronger day after day, and vaguely reappeared the power of the ancient god-killing power.

Ten days later, in the Ziwei Star Field, a figure of a silver-gray cloak walked out of nowhere. Looking at the King of the Scale Clan in the endless blood mist, a few streams of light flashed in his calm eyes.

Soon, a demon shadow with white hair in black clothes walked out in the starry sky. Around the demon, the girl of the Eternal Night Sect stood quietly, following her for life and never leaving her.

"This is the source of the future disaster for the human race. The Marquis of Zhiming ran into the primitive demon realm to create a glimmer of life for the human race. However, now it seems that Marquis of Zhiming has not enough time." In front of the two, the owner of Xiaoyue Tower spoke calmly.

"I will fight for the time he needs."

The demon man in black clothes and white hair walked forward and looked ahead with a cold look. After many years, his magical nature became more and more amazing.

"After the ancient battlefield is opened, although you have the opportunity, you are still far from the peak king of the primitive demon realm. I will help you in this time," said the owner of Xiaoyue.

“Hard work.”
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