Ning Chen nodded and said, "I think so too. I believe that others are the same. Daxia and the Eternal Night God Cult have the most fundamental difference in belief. Coupled with the grudges over thousands of years, it is impossible to turn back to this point. I think the Eternal Night God Cult would rather choose to drive away the tiger and swallow the wolf than completely disappear from the world after this war."

"The sharpness of Daxia has been too dazzling for thousands of years. Relatively speaking, the Eternal Night Divine Sect has been much lower-key in recent years. The goal of the Four Poles Realm is the entire land of China. Although it will eventually threaten the Eternal Night Divine Sect, this is all after the demise of Daxia. Before that, the Eternal Night Divine Sect became the biggest beneficiary."

"Of course, all the premise is that the unseen Three Disasters of the Eternal Night God Sect no longer exists or is really dragged down by other things, and cannot take action in a short period of time. Otherwise, the two Three Disasters, plus one who is good at formations and spells, will now have a balanced situation immediately. There is no need to choose to open the two-level channel."

After hearing Ning Chen's analysis, Kaixuan Hou fell silent. Although he was still just speculation, the facts would not be much different. Now it seems that no matter which possibility it is, it is very unfavorable for Daxia.

"How about there be any way?" Kaixuan Hou asked.

"The two suggestions are not easy. First, find the person sent by the Four Poles Realm as soon as possible. Second, it is to get rid of Wu Jun and eliminate future troubles forever." Ning Chen said in a deep voice.

The existence of Wu Jun is a great threat to Daxia. The title of the most powerful man in China is not a false reputation. Although he was once broken by Prince Yan, he has recovered now. Moreover, it has been three years since the battle. Wu Jun's strength must have been improved again. It is easy to imagine how difficult it is to get rid of it.

However, if Wu Jun can be really eliminated, it will be the best result. It will not only damage the power of the Eternal Night Divine Sect, but also make the possibility of the arrival of the Four Poles Realm even more slim.

Marquis of Triumph gently shook his head and said, "It's very difficult. Let's not talk about the previous one. It's really difficult to eradicate Wu Jun. Wu Jun's strength is different from when he first came out of seclusion three years ago. Now that the realm has completely stabilized, coupled with the double Qihai physique that is almost immortal, the combat power is even more terrifying, far from being comparable to ordinary three disaster realms."

Ning Chen thought for a moment and nodded, "I will find another way to do this. During this period, please ask Senior Kaixuan Hou to keep an eye on Wu Jun's movements. Once Wu Jun intends to go to Yuhua Valley, I hope Senior can stop it as much as possible."

"Understand" Marquis of Triumph nodded and responded.

In the remaining time, Kaixuan Hou explained the specific situation again, including the distribution of his own troops, the strength of each opponent's general, the characteristics of military use, etc. Ning Chen listened on the side and quickly printed this information into his mind one by one.

After a long time, the Marquis of Kaixuan had already said it clearly, and Ning Chen also understood the eight to nine, and then he bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you for your advice. If you have something to do, I will say goodbye first."

"Be careful." Kaixuan Hou didn't ask too much and reminded him.

Ning Chen nodded, no longer delayed, turned around and left.

In the next ten days, Ning Chen was as if he had disappeared from the world again, and no one had seen him again.

Even Qianqiu deduced it several times, but due to the chaos, he never found anything.

The war on the Western battlefield became more and more intense. The Eternal Night God Cult intends to open the front line and then tear a hole with its absolute advantage in combat power, waiting for an opportunity to advance eastward.

The Shenwei Army became a sharp knife, which made Daxia very afraid. Although he always sent a large number of troops to encircle him, he was defeated repeatedly and had little effect.

The four Confucian masters and many Confucian masters were forcibly transferred to the Western battlefield by Xia Mingri, helping Buyihou resist the sharpness of the Shenwei Army.

The war turned upside down. Ning Chen used the scroll of chaos to hide his breath, quietly observing every general of the Eternal Night Divine Sect, choosing the person he was about to replace.

It can be seen that the division of labor of the Eternal Night Sect is very clear. Wu Jun is responsible for fighting outside, and even Qianqiu will choose to guard the temple most of the time. If it is not a key battle, it will not come out.

Since this, Ning Chen has even more suspicious that the Eternal Night Divine Cult has a greater conspiracy and has restrained some of the power of the Divine Cult, and even this part of the power is far more than he thought.

No matter what, he must enter the Eternal Night Sect as soon as possible to explore how deep the water is in it.

The heavy cavalry camp of the Divine Cult, the camp of the generals of Tongguang, and the seriously injured generals can no longer fight in the short term. They are escorted by five hundred heavy cavalry and will return to the temple.

Tongguang is good at fighting, and ranks second among all the generals of Wu Jun. However, he is facing the Du Yi Marquis of Daxia. Although each Wu Marquis of Daxia is full of karma and it is difficult to enter the innate realm, his combat power is undoubtedly close to the innate power.

The strongest Marquis of Daxia, such as the Marquis of Wangchuan and the Marquis of Blood-Ying, who had died in battle, even had a brief fight with the Three Disaster Realm. Even if they were ultimately defeated, it fully demonstrated the strength of Marquis of Daxia.

The Buyi Hou stayed in the innate state for a long time. If he wanted to attack the innate state regardless of everything, he could already do it. However, just like the Wu Hou of Daxia, the Buyi Hou also chose to stay in this state forever and did not fight.

Once a marquis was granted a title, every Wuhou no longer represented himself. They were responsible for the thousands of soldiers under their command, but also for the territory of Daxia behind them.

Ning Chen has a rough understanding of each general from the mouth of the Marquis of Triumph. With recent observations, he has locked his target when the Tongguang Zhan Jiang was seriously injured and about to be sent back.

On the way back, Ning Chen was still carefully observing the every move of General Tongguang, trying to remember every habit and detail.

In the carriage escorted by the five hundred cavalry, the general of the Tongguang War was always panicked. He didn't know the reason and could not detect any crisis. He repeatedly stopped the team and was careful, but in the end he got nothing.

After walking and stopping for several days, the last time, the intuition of the general of the Tongguang was proved to be just a concern, a leader of the Chongqi weighed the expression and said tactfully, "Sir, we must hurry up, otherwise it will be difficult for us to return to the God Cult before sunset today."

"kindness"

Once again, there was no discovery. The General of the Tongguang War had to temporarily suppress the uneasiness in his heart and nodded in response.

Tongguang didn't know that this stay was his last appearance in the world, and from then on Tongguang was no longer Tongguang.

The Divine Cult is not far away. Not far away, the void is rolling, and a simple white figure walks out, and the next moment, disappears again.

No one noticed that the curtain of the carriage moved slightly, and then there was no abnormality.

In the southeastern territory of Daxia, the disaster of Mingzi is becoming more and more terrifying. Even the innate sects are difficult to resist and blood flows into a river.

Under the moonlight, another city has become a sea of ​​fire. The prosperous Prajna City in the past has now been destroyed. Hundreds of thousands of people have died in the sea of ​​fire. The screams are soaring and resentment is soaring.

Above the void, Mingzi, wearing dark blue armor, showed a crazy smile on his face, and became interested again, admiring the tragic situation below.

"Hahahahaha"

The crazy laughter spread throughout the sky, shaking the earth, and the houses below were unbearable and rumbling and collapsed.

In the southwest, Xia Ziyi, who had been chasing Mingzi's traces, finally noticed an abnormality in the distance, her expression changed slightly, her figure flashed, and she rushed to the sky quickly.

"Save people!"

In the flames, there are cry for help everywhere, but the sound of the heavens is not effective every day and the earth cannot respond. Even if you see it, you will only ignore it ruthlessly.

At this moment, a figure wearing a black gold-decorated garment rushed over, and the mighty and righteous spirit filled the world, so dazzling.

"It's the eldest prince"

"It's King Haowu"

Overseas of Fire, many people recognized Yuekong. When Xia Ziyi was still a prince, she was sent by Emperor Xia to the southeastern border to follow Zhongyong Hou to resist the invasion of Manyang Kingdom. When passing through Prajna City, many people saw this approachable prince on the street.

"Big Prince, save people"

"Save people"

The figures outside the Fire Ocean knelt down, kept kowtowing, and begging.

"Sweeping"

When Mingzi saw the visitor, his interest that had finally aroused suddenly became boring. He took one step and quickly left.

Xia Ziyi's figure flashed by, heard the cry of the people below, and saw Mingzi gradually fading away. Without any time to think about it, he waved his hand and threw Qiu Shui Zhimo down.

The sword of Haoran fell, the sword intent swept away, and Haoran's righteousness spread, trying his best to resist the flames from hell.

In the sky, the figure of the black gold-clad king suit had disappeared and rushed towards the direction where Mingzi left.

"Help"

The people in the flames were confused and began to despair, struggled and screamed.

"Save people"

"Big Prince"

Seeing that the relatives were swallowed by the flames, the people kneeling outside the flames were also desperate, with hatred and resentment becoming more and more unforgettable in the screams.

"Xia Ziyi, even if she turns into a ghost, I will curse you."

The last sound in the flames was filled with resentment, shrill and vicious, making people feel cold all over.

If you can't kill all evil, more people will suffer. However, how can the people at home and abroad care about it? Disappointment and despair turn into a vicious curse and resound throughout the sea of ​​fire.

In the distance, Xia Ziyi finally caught up with Mingzi, and Haoran was in righteousness and fought with him.

When it comes to the peak battle against evil, once the general confrontation is a dangerous move to fight for life.

"Silly man, if you lose your sword, how much can you do?"

Mingzi shook the person in front of him with a palm, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled mockingly.

"Kill you, enough"

Xia Ziyi waved her hand to seal the wound on her left shoulder and stepped out. The righteousness of her body burst out with a bang, sublimating her brilliance, bursting out dazzling light in the night sky. Her black hair broke through the shackles and danced in the wind.

The palm of the sky collapsed and the earth sank, trembling and the gods were shocked. The whole body felt as if it was subjected to a heavenly disaster. The huge rocks flew. It was immediately swept away by even more terrifying aftermath, and quickly split into pieces and scattered all over the sky.

"Ha ha"

The laughter of the demon echoed between the heaven and earth. Those who lose their hearts were full of evil spirits and the demonic flames soared into the sky.
Chapter completed!