In the immortal world, in the cracked void, immortal palaces continued to fall, smashing out huge deep pits after huge wars. The Western immortal world, which had been suffering from great wars, fell into a complete collapse.

In the dust waves, several streams of light rushed out and flew into the distance at an extremely fast speed. The Immortal Palace was destroyed, and many strange treasures were born at the same time. After endless years, I saw the sun again.

Seeing this, everyone present was shocked and immediately jumped over to follow.

The competition for time is so precious at this moment, every minute and every second, and the immortal world will be destroyed. Before that, you must go out in time.

"Junior Brother Ninth, this place is too dangerous. I can't take care of you anymore. You can leave first."

In a hurry, Ling Luozhen sent a message to him and immediately chased him towards a stream of light.

The other four sons of the Momen also rushed in different directions. This trip to the Immortal Realm was too failed, and this was the last chance. You must gain something before going out.

"Yin'er, I'm leaving"

Ning Chen whispered softly, looked at the flowing lights flashing in the distance, then stepped on his feet, led the little girl beside him, and quickly retreated.

The flowing light rang and disappeared in an instant, unable to see the true face. Ning Chen avoided the five sons of the Momen and rushed towards one side alone.

In front of him, the blue light became faster and faster, and the chasing figures rushed by, competing with the times and against others.

Black clothes were in front of him, reaching out to grab the blue streaming light. At this moment, the blue light was extremely strong, breaking through the space limitations, reaching the limit again, and after being caught for a moment, he left.

"Can't escape"

Ning Chen's eyes flashed coldly, and Feng Yuan reached its limit. Under the setting sun, a black rainbow passed by and chased after him again.

Behind, one figure after another followed, and the gap in their respective cultivation levels gradually emerged.

As the moon sets westward and rises, the cold moon shines, two streams of blue and black lights galloping by the edge of the fairy world sweep at the same time.

The black-clothed shouted lightly, and sword lights rose up all over his body, turning into sword rain and falling down, blocking the green light.

The road ahead was blocked, and the green light stagnated and quickly changed direction. However, after a moment of stagnation, the black clothes behind had arrived, turning their palms into Tianluo, locking towards the green light.

With a bang, a blue light appeared in the violent collision. A small boat as big as a palm, covered with copper rust all over it, and the past style was eroded by time.

"Let's take a look" Yin'er raised her head and said curiously.

Ning Chen nodded and handed the boat to the little girl.

The boat I bought was a little cool. The body of the bronze boat looked a bit rough and didn't look like a treasure.

"It's not good-looking" Yin'er looked at it, but she didn't see any clues. She curled her mouth and handed the boat back.

Ning Chen took it, said nothing, and led the little girl to walk outside the fairy world.

Suddenly, at this moment, a figure of Maiyi swept from behind, with a powerful palm force and broke out of the air.

Ning Chen was moved, and his steps were turned, and the water was moving, and it was thousands of feet away.

The young man in Mayi snorted coldly, stepped forward, and then went up, rumbled his palm, forcing his life to survive.

The power of stepping on the immortal was extremely powerful. Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and his figure flashed quickly, and he didn't want to fight head-on, just to get out.

"When can you hide?"

The young man in Mai mocked him, his palms moving like thunder, and his palms hit him one by one, which was astonishing as he could.

The palm force was connected, and it was impossible to avoid it. Ning Chen waved his hand and held the sword. The Taishi sword was on the verge of wind and clouds, and thousands of sword lights moved away to the palm.

The bang was shocked, and the stones were shocked. In the aftermath, the figure in black retreated, a sword broke the sky, and a hundred feet of crazy mist roared out.

“Too weak”

Ma Yi's young hand was shaking the sword light, and his breath continued to rise. He stepped up and his palm power condensed the airflow from all directions and slapped at the former.

Ning Chen led Yin'er, took a strange step, moved rapidly, avoiding the palm power, and then the extreme Yang power on the sword rushes, and the Sun's true scriptures and martial arts appeared in the world.

The rumbling sword light rose a hundred feet, burning the sky and boiling the sea within a hundred miles. The collapsed space was difficult to bear this powerful force and quickly fell.

Seeing this, the ghost slave's eyes turned cold, his hands opened and closed, and the yin evil waves rushed, and the cold current was shining.

With a loud bang, the world was in chaos, the black clothes took a few steps, a cold smile bent at the corner of their mouth, and took advantage of the opportunity to step out of the collapsed fairy world.

"Sky Fall"

After exiting, Taishi's sword moved, and the sword light soared into the sky, thousands of times, and the sharp turn circled. The next moment, thousands of sword lights fell into the sky, like a torrential rain, and instantly obliterated the collapsed fairy land ahead.

With a sword falling from the sky, the sky and the earth collapsed, nothingness spread, and a powerful suction force was transmitted, swallowing everything around.

"If you are lucky, see you next day"

Looking at the annihilated world ahead, Ning Chen said lightly, then turned around and left.

Outside the fairy world, the star field is shrouded in mist and the chaos in all directions is difficult to distinguish. Only the sword intent is shining, pointing out a bright road in the trek.

The familiar sword, the sword breath reaches the heart, guiding the people who are trekking out of the lost path.

At the end of the fog, the starry sky is vast and beautiful, and the young figure in green clothes stands quietly between the world, handsome and unrestrained, like a banished immortal in a sword, making people feel unconsciously awe.

Soon, two figures, one big and one small, walked out. When they saw the person ahead, they respectfully gave a respectful greeting to the younger generation.

"Which one is it?" Prince Yan said calmly.

"Demon" Ning Chen responded honestly.

Prince Yan nodded, looked at the little girl beside him and said, "Disciple?"

"Yeah" Ning Chen responded lightly, patted the little girl's head, and said, "Yin'er, salute."

"Yin'er has met his seniors" Yin'er bowed obediently.

Seeing the younger generation, Prince Yan's expression calmed down a little and said, "Come here."

Yin'er looked up at the man beside her, and then walked over obediently.

Prince Yan waved his hand, and the blue and red color intersected, and a mouthful of light was filled with invisible sword breath sank into the little girl's right hand.

"What is this?" Yin'er looked at the sword pattern that appeared on her right hand and said curiously.

"Sword Breath" Prince Yan whispered.

"Does Ning Chen have it?" Yin'er asked in confusion.

"He has too poor qualifications and can't learn it. It's a waste to give it to him," Prince Yan said lightly.

Yin'er heard this, Zhan Yan smiled, looked back and made a face, and then bowed obediently again.

"Why did you come here?" Prince Yan looked at the junior in front of him and said.

"Come with the immortal corpse, because I suspect that the Lord of the Mo Sect might know something about resurrection, so I temporarily worshipped under the Mo Sect..."

Ning Chen briefly said what happened these days, but the matter about Zhongzhou was just mentioned in one word and did not mention it much.

Prince Yan listened patiently and nodded, saying, "The parade of immortal corpses has been around since ancient times. You need to investigate this matter yourself. As for the method of resurrection, you should not act too rush. Even if this method exists in the world, it is still in the hands of the strong man above Mo Lord or even Mo Lord. With your current strength, you cannot compete with such an existence."

Ning Chen was silent and did not interrupt.

"I have told you that too much obsession in your heart will affect your practice. This body is formed by the gathering of resentment from sentient beings. I am lucky to escape from the body of a phoenix and become one. I could have abandoned other thoughts, abandoned the bondage of the world, and concentrate on practicing. Why did you still have to walk on the path of the body of a phoenix?" Prince Yan frowned.

Ning Chen was still silent. After a long time, he spoke softly, "I can't believe in the phoenix body now, and I don't know where the original body is. I can only search for the method of resurrecting the ghost girl."

"You can trust others, but why can't you trust yourself now? The phoenix body and the body have their own luck. Since you have chosen your own path, you should go on firmly. The demon will not be tolerated by the world. What you should do is continue to concentrate on your cultivation until you have the power to change everything." Prince Yan responded coldly with a look of expression.

In front of the fog in the star field, two figures stood quietly, with the same young faces, and there was no difference. However, standing in front of the legend of Qingyi, Zhiming is always a junior no matter when he reaches his fate.

The atmosphere between the two became a little depressed, and Prince Yan's reprimand was both a reminder and a lesson for the younger generation to do nothing.

Yin'er stood aside, and didn't dare to show off. She had seen Ning Chen's bloody sweeping Zhongzhou in anger. She was really worried that these two people would fight apart.

"I will handle the outside world as soon as possible after being taught by my younger generation, and then concentrate on practicing." After a long time, Ning Chen bowed respectfully and said.

Hearing the former's words, Prince Yan's expression gradually calmed down and continued, "That Master Mo has unfathomable cultivation, and his true strength may be far beyond today's performance. Remember not to reveal your identity, otherwise there will be a big disaster."

"I will remember it, younger generations," Ning Chen replied.

"I have seen your sword, but it's not bad." After the serious matter, Prince Yan praised him for one of his few words and said.

"Exceeding"

A faint wave flashed through Ning Chen's deep eyes, he paused for a moment, and said softly, "Senior, there is one thing that may be something that you may want to ask you to go there."

"What's the matter?" asked Prince Yan.

"I have received a sword of killing immortals in the Immortal Palace in the East Immortal Realm. However, when dealing with the invasion of the Heavenly Mansion, I used the earth energy to transform into a forbidden area. Now, this sword cannot be taken out," said Ning Chen.

Prince Yan nodded slightly when he heard this, and said, "I will go there when I have time and help you take it out."

On the side, Yin'er heard it and said in a sweet voice, "Senior, when you go back, can you go to Zhujian Villa and say to my mother, I'm fine, let them not worry."

"Can"

Prince Yan responded and said, "It's not too late, and those people in the fairy world should come out. Remember, no matter how far you go in the future, don't forget to take time back to Daxia to burn incense for her."

"Um"

Ning Chen nodded and responded.

"I'm leaving, take care of it"

After saying that, Prince Yan didn't say anything more and walked away.

The blue robe, the windless automatic, the legend of Daxia, the person who leads the way on the sword of Knowing the Destiny, seeks the sword for life, listens to the sword for life, and proves the sword for life, and leaves again after joining the fairy world.

Qingyi, who gradually disappeared into the starry sky, disappeared into the tall figure, emerged from the dust and lonely, with no trace of masters and no one in the sword. Perhaps, a legendary life should be lonely.

Ning Chen watched Prince Yan leave, silent and speechless.

Demons lose their hearts and cannot get the warmth and coldness of the world, but they are not dementia. The demon body can see clearly, so keep it in mind every word and sentence.

"Ningchen, where are we going now?" Yin'er stepped forward, held his big hand with his little hands and asked in a delicate voice.
Chapter completed!