In the Daxia harem, in the evening, the little prince ran to the harem and waited for his master to come and pick him up.

The small body is different from other young children, which is less delicate and more firm.

This is the future of Daxia, and it has met too many people's expectations at a young age.

Behind Chi'er, a beautiful woman dressed in a woman walked up and looked at her young son quietly, her eyes warm and quiet.

"Mother, why haven't Master come to pick me up yet?" Chi'er raised her head, looked at her mother, and asked in a chilling voice.

"Mr. Wuhou has to work too much, and he may have been delayed by something. Chi'er should not be anxious," the woman said softly.

"Yeah" Chier pointed his little head and then stood there and continued to wait.

The woman was waiting aside, although the palace maid had just come to report that the Marquis of Zhiming would no longer come to pick Chi'er away again today.

However, the Marquis of Zhiming told him that before sunset, he should not tell Chi'er.

The sunset gradually set and the night gradually rose. Chier finally showed an anxious look on his little face. He raised his head and looked at his mother and said, "My mother, why haven't the master come yet?"

Usually at this time, the master had already come to pick him up, so why is it still going to be today?

"Master Wuhou may not come. Chi'er, do you still have to wait?" the woman asked softly.

"You want" Chi'er said childishly.

Hearing the answer, the woman smiled with relief, and Zhiming Hou’s teaching was really not in vain.

Just then, before the two of them, they gathered their plain clothes and showed a familiar figure. Chi'er's anxious little face immediately showed joy and ran over.

Looking at the little prince in front of him, the figure in the plain clothes squatted down and said a few words softly, then waited quietly.

Chi'er thought for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

The next moment, the plain clothes were scattered and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Thousands of miles away, Ning Chen showed a faint smile on his face, his figure flashed past and continued to walk eastward.

On the Eastern battlefield, the troops led by the Siji Army and Daxia Gong and Hou confronted each other. The battle between the two realms was completely different from the previous battles, and the number of strong people invested was increasing day by day.

The Daxia court and sect temporarily abandoned the rift and fought against foreign enemies with all their might, because everyone knew that losing in this war was no longer as simple as changing dynasties, but was truly enslaved.

Ning Chen observed the Eastern battlefield for a few days, then set off eastward.

In the Yuhua Valley, the space channel was constantly stirring, and batches of reinforcements were still continuously transferred from the Four Poles and then rushed directly to the battlefield.

Not far away, two powerful innate people are standing in charge, protecting this crucial space channel.

Outside the valley, Ning Chen looked ahead, his eyes twitching. If his judgment was correct, the Four Poles Realm is likely to be unified now, which means that the Four Poles Realm master has more and more adjustable soldiers. It seems that after eliminating the King of Chaos, he will try his best to solve the problem of the Four Poles Realm reinforcements.

There is no method to repair the boundaries of space yet, so you can only destroy the teleportation formation from the Four Poles Holy Land to the space channel, and prevent people from continuing to come under the third tribulation of the innate world.

This matter seems simple, but it is actually very difficult. Before most of the troops are transferred, the four poles will personally take charge of the four poles holy land to prevent anyone from destroying the formation.

Just as Ning Chen was thinking, a figure with a powerful aura walked out of the space channel, and it turned out to be another powerful innate.

“It’s really endless”

A cold light flashed in Ning Chen's eyes, and a wave of his hand, a bird slammed into the sky, and the sword intent was surging. The Dayin Qingque sword was unsheathed, and the cold wind was swaying, and a sword opened the sky.

Innate, who had just stepped out of the space channel, immediately felt a terrible crisis of life, and on one side of his figure, he avoided the coming sword light.

With a loud bang, the green bird sword light slashed on the space channel, and a powerful aftermath burst out. The person who had not yet been teleported was immediately swallowed by the power of space and disappeared forever.

Blood gushed, and before the space channel, the blue-clothed's right arm flew out on her shoulders, and blood spilled all over the sky, dyeing most of her body red.

The two innate minds who were guarding were shocked. When they moved their feet, they came to the man in blue, staring at the Subai figure suddenly appeared in front of them, and were fully alert.

"Be careful" among the two, Xuan Gu, who was relatively strong, reminded in a deep voice.

"kindness"

Xuan Mo nodded with an extremely solemn expression. They were not unfamiliar with the people in front of him, or the people in the entire holy land were not unfamiliar with them. This was the person the realm master and the King of Disasters clearly wanted to get rid of.

"Uh" Lan Yi suddenly let out a long hum in pain, and the sword intent entered her body, destroying her withered and destroyed her body, and then the blood mist in her whole body gushed and fell down.

The two of them changed their faces, but they did not dare to rescue them. They could only watch the former fall down and blood stained with yellow earth.

"It's your turn"

Before the words were finished, the figure in the plain clothes disappeared, and he had appeared in front of the two men again. The sword moved, the will followed, and the light flowed, and the murderous intent was thrilling.

Xuan Gu swung his sword to block the edge, but when he heard a loud bang, the sword flew away and took several steps back.

Xuan Moyang's thunder halberd came, but the gap in strength was clearly revealed at this moment. Before the thunder halberd fell, it was directly caught by one hand and could not move.

The two are one innate third tribulation and one innate second tribulation, and are one in the peak of the world's second tribulation. However, before the Daxia Zhiming Hou, who has fought with the three disasters many times, the difference is too much in terms of foundation and combat power.

"Scroll of Heaven"

When Ning Chen activated his body and was about to kill, a Haoran sword light rushed over from a distance, which was extremely fierce and shocking.

The sword light at the peak made Ning Chen feel trembling in his heart, turned around and returned to the sword, and was shocked and retreated half a step away.

"It's you"

The familiar figure, the familiar Hao Jian, the person in front of him was the strongest man in the Four Poles Realm, except the Four Poles Realm Lord and the King of Disaster, Xuantian.

It has been a long time since the last confrontation, and the situation is completely different. The two looked at each other, and lights in their eyes were beating, with solemnity and incomparable fighting spirit.

"You two retreated," Xuantian spoke and said.

"Em" The two people who escaped by chance suppressed their throbbing in their hearts and retreated aside.

Knowing that his opponent was extraordinary, Ning Chen's hand was rhythmic, and the sound of swords was heard, like the green birds roaring in the world, and the world was trembling.

"I've been waiting for this battle for a long time."

Xuantian's eyes were constantly rising, and his heart was trapped by kindness and could not escape. Today, without orders or conspiracy, he finally fought with the sword in his hand.

The next moment, Xuantian's figure flashed, and the Hao Jian was so bright that he was full of energy. He was so cruel that he was forced to die.

Ning Chen waved his sword to block it, and the two swords directly collided. In an instant, sword lights scattered everywhere, loud bangs, and rocks in the distance were cut into pieces, collapsing and falling.

A move that is not a winner has already reflected the cultivation of both sides' swords, making the fighter's desire to win.

"Good opponent"

Xuantian's craftsmanship is improved again, and his sword moves at an extremely fast speed, and his strength is exerted to the peak of his life. The Hao sword breaks through the sky, like a river that embraces the sea, surging.

However, in the battle of equal force, there was only a loud bang. In the battle between the two swords, the figure of Suyi took advantage of the opportunity to retreat. In the blink of an eye, the water light quickly disappeared.

"There will be a period later"

The last sound echoed in Yuhua Valley. Xuantian was stunned and could not come back to his senses for a moment.

A hundred miles away, the plain clothes appeared and immediately went west.

In the next half month, Ning Chen officially appeared in the Great Xia army, and his powerful strength immediately changed the innate combat power pattern of both sides.

The King of Disaster's injuries have not yet fully recovered, and he has the experience and lessons of Yuhua Valley. The Siji Realm, which was originally sufficient to top combat power, suddenly became clumsy.

In the Holy Land of Four Poles, in the main hall, the Lord of Four Poles frowned unconsciously as he heard the rewards of the war in China.

The master of the Four Poles Realm of "Xuanzhi" spoke.

"I am here," Xuanzhi said kneeling.

"Appoint me to meet for thousands of years" the main story of the Four Poles Realm.

"Yes" Xuanzhi took the order and turned around and left.

A day later, Xuanzhi arrived in the second hall of the Eternal Night God Cult. He looked at the person in front of him and said calmly, "Lord of the Palace, my Lord has something to do and I want to talk to the Lord of the Palace."

"Oh?" A cold light flashed in Zong Qianqiu's eyes and said, "I wonder what the Lord is going to talk about?"

"Borrowing troops"

Before the words were finished, in the Second Temple, rays of light gathered, forming an illusory figure. As soon as it appeared, the surrounding air pressure was sunk.

The corners of Qianqiu's mouth bent slightly and said, "The realm master sits down and has many innate strong people like the King of Disasters, and there are so many jealous innate strong people. My God Sect will not make a fool of themselves."

"Is this to cut off the alliance between you and me?" The Lord of the Four Poles Realm said in a deep voice.

"The Lord of Realm is very serious, but Wu Jun died in battle. The Divine Sect is now seriously injured and has no power." Zong Qianqiu was unmoved and responded,

The eyes of the four poles realm narrowed slightly, and the murderous intent kept beating. After a moment, the cold light gradually restrained and said lightly, "Since this is the case, I can't force others to do anything, there will be a time later."

The phantom dissipated, the trembling void returned to peace, and Xuanzhi left without saying a word.

"Why didn't the Lord of the Palace?" Canfeng walked over and asked in confusion. The Divine Sect and the Four Poles Realm had just formed an alliance, and this move undoubtedly cut a huge gap between the two sides.

"No need" Zong Qianqiu replied calmly, "The Four Poles Realm seems to be temporarily blocked, but in fact it is just an illusion. The Lord of the Four Poles Realm came here just to pull down the God Cult and further consume the power of the God Cult."

Speaking of this, Zong Qianqiu paused for a moment and asked, "How did you investigate the matter of Laluo Flower? Have the other princes in Daxia also been poisoned?"

"The palace master has not yet finished checking this poison. If you only get the blood of a few people, except for King Shoushan, you can only obtain the blood of the original eleventh prince. The specific results will take one or two days to test it out." Canfeng said respectfully.

"The acceleration will surely be investigated before the Daxia royal family discovers it," Zong Qianqiu said in a deep voice.

"Yes" the remnant wind responded.

In the east of Daxia, a figure holding a golden stick appeared and slowly walked towards the army.
Chapter completed!