The saints in heaven, in the fairyland, and in the world confronted ten innate saints. For several days, no one took the initiative.

On the ninth day, nowhere did the holy power come, and the golden light covers the sky and the sun. The eleventh innate saint arrive, making the situation even more unbalanced.

On the fairyland, the sages of the saints on earth condensed, and as they watched the more and more saints gather in the sky, their mood became heavier.

Not good.

Judging from the current situation, the innate saints have felt the threat from the human world and want to truly become stronger and eliminate the saints of the human world in one fell swoop.

“Can’t wait any longer.”

In front of the saints, Mu Qianshang said calmly, "Let me do it first."

As the words fell, the sword pressure rose in the fairyland, Mu Qianshang's body rose and walked out of the fairyland.

"kill!"

In front of the eleven innate saints, a young man with a high bun waved his hand, a spear appeared, and his figure flew out, fighting with the saints on earth.

The battle between the saints was shocking. In the battle situation, the sword was dazzling and the spear was as bright as lightning, and the sky was dazzled.

A shocking battle, inside and outside the Immortal Realm, all the saints on earth and ten innate saints all watched the battle, waiting for the result.

The war lasted for a day and a night, and the entire sky was broken, which was terrifying.

Outside the battle, the Lord of Darkness watched the battle ahead, and the power of darkness was in secret, and a black spear appeared.

In an instant, the Lord of Darkness moved, and in an instant the battle situation, his spear passed by, and he was ruthlessly forced to death.

The Lord of Darkness launched a sneak attack. In the fairyland, the corner of the owner of Xiaoyue's mouth bent slightly, his figure flashed, and he rushed to Mu Qianshang.

The yellow spring appeared and blocked the attack of the Lord of Darkness.

With a violent shock, the aftermath of the battle situation was shaking, shaking the four saints of the Great Dao.

"The Lord of Darkness is really amazing."

The master of Xiaoyue looked at the Lord of Darkness ahead and said with a smile.

The Lord of Dark frowned and looked at the saint on earth in front of him, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

This person gave him a strange feeling, not like an ordinary human.

Next to the owner of Xiaoyue Tower, Mu Qianshang snorted coldly and pointed at the sword, and the sword waves burst out.

In front, the Dark Lord swung the black spear in his hand and blocked the sword energy with a bang.

After fighting day and night, the strength of the saints on earth made the eleven innate saints more and more afraid, and their hearts were extremely heavy.

In the fairyland, the girl often looked at the sky, and her eyes were filled with light.

"Wait any longer, there will be more and more innate saints, which is not a long-term solution.

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The woman often spoke and said in a voice, "Did Zhiming say when will he come back?"

"He shouldn't come back until the Immortal Realm is completely separated from the Great World."

Fan Lingyue said calmly, "As long as he is not here, the god in the Eighth Heaven will not attack the Immortal Realm, so if he doesn't come back, the Immortal Realm may be safer."

"With that being said, but these innate saints?" said the woman with concern in her usual words.

"We will solve it ourselves." Fan Lingyue replied.

In the world, there are ten miles of maple forests. When the graves are sweeping again every year, Ning Chen took Guigui to Changsun’s tomb to sweep the graves and carefully cleared the weeds around the tomb.

At this time, outside the ten miles of maple forest, a beautiful woman came with her maid, also to visit Changsun’s grave.

"Princess, it seems that someone is there."

The maid saw the white-haired man and the child in front of her and spoke.

Xia Xiyao followed the former's gaze and a strange color flashed across her beautiful face.

How come there are people here?

Empress Changsun was a wise queen in the history of Daxia, but it was too long since now that it was impossible for future generations to live.

Xia Xiyao took her maid forward and knelt down in front of Empress Changsun’s tomb.

Ning Chen saw the woman, but did not disturb her and continued to clean up the weeds and fallen leaves with Guigui.

"Dad, someone has come to see the Queen."

Guigui said while pulling the weeds.

"Dad saw it." Ning Chen smiled.

"Did you know Dad?" Guigui asked curiously.

"I don't know you." Ning Chen replied softly.

Guigui looked at the woman kneeling in front of the tomb with curiosity, and his little hands were still pulling weeds.

In front of Changsun’s tomb, Xia Xiyao also saw Guigui not far away. The two of them looked at each other, making them ridiculous.

Guigui was very well-behaved and cute. Xia Xiyao fell in love with this child at a glance, knelt down to Queen Changsun, and took the initiative to step forward.

"What's your name?" Xia Xiyao squatted down and asked softly.

"Guigui."

Guigui said childishly.

"How old is Guigui?" Xia Xiyao continued to ask.

Guigui stretched out his finger, counted it, and said, "One hundred, two hundred... I'm so old."

"It's not good for children to lie," said Xia Xiyao.

"I didn't lie." Guiguizhi replied.

Not far away, Ning Chen smiled and ignored the two of them.

chat.

The maid next to Xia Xiyao noticed the face of the white-haired man not far away at this time and looked shocked.

"Princess, princess."

The maid gently pulled the princess's clothes beside her and said anxiously.

Xia Xiyao looked back and said puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

"Princess, look at that person."

The maid was shocked in her eyes and she couldn't hide her way.

When Xia Xiyao heard this, she looked at the white-haired man in front of her. She had a moment, and then her face was also shocked.

Daxia knows the fate of the Marquis!

It's so similar, almost exactly like the statue in front of the palace.

After a while, Xia Xiyao came to her senses and wanted to go forward to ask, but she was afraid of the possible identity of the man in front of her and did not dare to speak.

After thinking about it, Xia Xiyao looked at the child in front of her and said with a gentle expression, "Guigui, is that your father?"

"Yes." Guigui nodded.

"What is your father's name?" Xia Xiyao continued to ask.

Guigui thought for a while and said, "Ning Chen."

When Xia Xiyao heard this, she was shocked. At this moment, she finally confirmed the identity of the white-haired young man in front of her.

"Xiyao has met the Marquis of Zhiming."

Xia Xiyao came to her senses, took two steps forward, and saluted respectfully.

Ning Chen smiled and said, "How many princesses?"

"Nine Princess."

Xia Xiyao responded truthfully.

"She was also ranked ninth back then."

Ning Chen smiled, as if he remembered the past. The Ninth Princess of Daxia is more beautiful than Hua Jiao. Even the history books are written in writing but praise a woman's appearance, which is extremely rare in history books.

"Are you really the Marquis of Zhiming?" Xia Xiyao still seemed to be dreaming and couldn't believe it.

"Don't it look like it?"

Ning Chen smiled and said, "It's true."

When Xia Xiyao heard the former admit it in person, she was shocked and began to accept this incredible fact.

The legend of Daxia thousands of years ago is still alive.

Facing Chi'er's descendants, Ning Chen felt kind and had a very kind attitude. Ning Chen always smiled generously towards his younger generation.

Seeing the kind attitude of the person in front of him, Xia Xiyao's nervousness decreased a lot and asked a lot of things from the past.

Ning Chen knew everything and said nothing, and he didn't hide anything.
Chapter completed!