On a cold night, the bright moon hangs high, and under the moon, the four figures are silent, like stone sculptures, quiet and palpitations.

The sword breath that filled the mountains and rivers became stronger and stronger, and the beasts crawled and trembled.

The Taoist sword is impermanent, the heaven and earth are harmonious, and the simple and unpretentious sword has an indescribable powerful oppression that is shocking.

In front of the waterfall, Prince Yan watched quietly and waited, just like the past twenty-eight years, without a trace of impatientness.

On the side, Young Master Xiaobai's eyes kept wandering between the two, with a faint look in his eyes. The legend of this Sword Master in China has always been foolish in swords, but it is really hard to understand that he cannot give up the ninth son of the Mo Sect.

Not far apart, on the wheelchair, the peacock also looked ahead quietly, and her beautiful eyes could not see any turbulence.

The three-month period will soon pass, and the rebellion of the Hundred Tribes requires the help of this legend of the Great Xia. As for whether the ninth son of the Mo Sect can reach the height of the Hundred Tribes, it is still unknown.

A hundred years ago, the ancient battlefield was opened, the origin of heaven and earth was supplemented, and a group of fourth-level powerful men were destined to appear on the earth. However, this number would not be too large. Whoever can catch up with this opportunity can only depend on his own luck.

A night passed, and the morning light shone, gradually dispelling the extreme cold of the night. The breeze rose and snowflakes flew. In the wind and snow, the plain figure looked at the rising sun in the east, and a golden light reflected in her confused eyes.

In an instant, in front of the waterfall, the wind and snow were chaotic, and sword energy surged into the sky, moving forward and rushing to the ninth level of heaven.

The way of heaven is vast and the way of heaven is thousands of. The sword of a sword is not afraid of climbing to the heavenly stairs.

People and swords breathe together, people are fearless, and swords are fearless, and they are unique, and the peak appears.

On the wheelchair, peacock's face showed a strange color. After twenty-eight years, the king gave the sword, did he finally succeed?

“Successfully.”

Beside the king, Young Master Xiaobai looked at the sword light rising from the sky and said, "Although a lot of time wasted, with his qualifications, it is not easy to do it."

"I never looked down on him."

As he spoke, Prince Yan walked forward step by step, looked at the sky, and said calmly, "What did you hear?"

"The voice of asking for battle" Ning Chen said softly.

Prince Yan nodded and said, "The Way on the Sword, from now on, you will first enter the palace."

"Thank you for your teachings at the senior."

Ning Chen turned around, bowed respectfully, and said.

"Next, you can see it carefully and understand as much as you can!"

Prince Yan said calmly, waved his hand, and in the sword frame not far away, the green sword flew past, the sky was filled with wind and snow, the extreme realm came to the world, and the red lights were stimulating.

The sword moves, the wind and thunder roar, the blue-clothed sword walks, all things roar, and crawl into the extreme path.

In the extreme realm, Ning Chen looked at the red light that filled his body seriously, and a color flashed in his eyes. He had never seen this sword realm before. The sword became a unique sword.

With a hundred swords, the heaven and earth rumble, the red light becomes more and more dazzling in the extreme realm. When the red light passes, all things collapse and cannot bear the extreme power.

"Clam"

With a sound of sword, the green sword returned to the sheath, Prince Yan waved his hand to disperse the sword at the extreme realm, turned around and looked at the young man behind, and said calmly, "How much do you see clearly?"

"Semi-completion" Ning Chen said honestly.

"Enough"

Prince Yan responded lightly and said, "From today on, your sword will not be unsheathed for ten years."

"yes"

Ning Chen said respectfully without any doubts. "Okay, I am leaving. The world is so great, you should go out and have a look."

After saying that, Prince Yan didn't say anything more. He waved his right hand, put away the sword frame, and then walked forward.

Not far away, the peacock and young master Xiaobai followed, and soon disappeared in the wind and snow.

In front of the waterfall, Ning Chen looked at the three of them leaving behind, silent.

Half a day later, in front of the waterfall, the plain figure left, and twenty-eight years have passed forever.

On the land of China, two beautiful figures walked side by side. After searching for many years, they never found the person they met.

"Master Mu, will Ning Chen have left the world?" Yin'er looked at the woman beside her and said in a sweet voice.

Mu Chengxue stopped, looked at the divine soil ahead, and said softly, "Maybe, look for it again. If we can't find it, we will go to Tianwai Tian."

"Um"

Yin'er nodded obediently and responded.

In the Ziwei Star Field, three divine suns, the figure in plain clothes appeared, looking at the divine forbidden ahead, and walked into it.

On the underworld continent, the majestic Ten Halls of Yama towered into the clouds. Ning Chen stepped forward and looked at the ten halls that were already empty, and his eyes flashed with emotion.

Twenty-eight years have passed, and they have indeed left.

Step by step, he walked into the King's Hall. The empty hall is now empty. Yan Luo left and the underworld is empty.

After the demonic disaster, hundreds of tribes have been in troubled times. This great disaster is no longer something they can control. At least, they are not good at this moment.

After staying for half a day, Ning Chen stepped out of the underworld, raised his hand to seal the original star, and then turned around and left.

There are hundreds of races in various fields of the starry sky, and pieces of Jedi have risen out of thin air. In the past thirty years, the forces of the hundreds of races have gradually gained a foothold in the sky and become the master of the entire starry sky.

The human race is weak, and facing the strong hundreds of tribes, he is completely silent and falls into a disadvantage.

On Shenji Peak, maple leaves are falling. Every autumn, the sky is full of red and beautiful.

However, the beautiful figure on the mountain can no longer be seen. Since the fourth realm disaster hit Shenji Peak more than 20 years ago, hundreds of tribes have sent people to come here more than once, but in the end, they have gained nothing and left in disappointment.

In hundreds of years, the first real fourth realm in the human race has shocked hundreds of races and brought a glimmer of hope to the human race.

Originally, the arrival of hundreds of races had basically destroyed all the hopes of the human race. The hundreds of races were too strong, countless third realms, and there were many fourth realms. Even the strong men at the level of kings, such terrifying power made people no longer see the possibility of resistance.

However, when sentient beings were despair, the fourth realm catastrophe on Shenji Peak came. Among humans, the first powerful person in the fourth realm appeared, and the world was attracted by the panic in his heart gradually calmed down.

When the human race appears first and fourth realm, there will be second and third... One day, the human race will be powerful enough to compete with hundreds of races.

...

In the Hongluan Star Domain, in the fog of the star domain, a large space crack stretched for thousands of miles. In the channels connecting the two domains, strong people kept appearing, with an extremely strong aura, which was frightening.

Inside the crack, a vast continent was rising and falling, with an area of ​​more than one million miles. The realm of Heavenly Demon Realm, the real source of disaster, is also known as the primitive demon realm. In ancient times, he used troops to storm the sky, causing disasters to the world, causing huge troubles to the four great immortal worlds.

In the chaotic starry sky, the most powerful man in the world at that time, the Lord of the East Immortal Realm took action personally, went deep into the lineup of the hundreds of clans, and strongly killed all the powerful royal families of the Heavenly Demon Clan, and severely damaged the source of the chaos of the hundreds of clans.

After the Heavenly Demon Clan was severely injured, the Queen Mother of the West took action and used the King of the West to spread the starry sky, burying the two realms of passage into the Tianhe River, and thus cutting off the support of the original demon realm.

The two masters of the immortal world took action, and the chaos of the hundreds of clans gradually subsided. After the efforts of the four immortal worlds, the hundreds of clans that remained in the world were gradually killed and disappeared.

Today, hundreds of tribes invade again, but there are no four great immortal worlds in the world to protect them. In the future, darkness makes people unable to see the light.

Outside the fog in the star field, a figure filled with demonic energy swept over. In an instant, it disappeared after a crack in the space and disappeared.

Xuanluo, the devil royal family that once left behind in the world, returned to the original demon realm today and found his own starting point.

Shortly after Xuan Luo entered the space crack, outside the star field, a figure in plain clothes appeared, looking at the entrance of the original demon realm in front of him, silent for a moment, and walked into it.

When you look at the sky in a well, you will never know how high the sky is. Perhaps, he should take a look at what the world where the powerful races are located is like?

In the space channel, streaming light flashed, and the figure in the plain clothes flashed away, sweeping forward quickly.

I don’t know how long it took, a dazzling light appeared ahead. Ning Chen’s expression slightly condensed, and he stepped on his feet and the speed was faster.

In the primitive demon realm, walking out of the plain clothes, the endless wasteland, the beasts rushing, and the birds of prey split into the sky, as if the ancient times reappeared, and there were crises everywhere.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow fell from the sky above the nine heavens, at such a fast speed that it swiftly dived down in a blink of an eye.

The giant eagle split the sky, and the divine bird with the bloodline of ancient wild beasts saw the food below, and rushed down without hesitation.

On the wasteland, Ning Chen looked at the giant eagle falling from the sky, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand to twist the grass, and the sword energy broke through the air.

The grass and trees turned into swords and rushed straight into the sky. The next moment, a shrill roar rang through the wasteland. On the giant eagle's wings, the sword energy passed by, and blood gushed into the sky.

The giant eagle flapped its wings, however, the blood stimulated the ferocious nature of the bird of prey. The giant mouth opened, and the terrifying suction came, swallowing it to the humans below.

"Cultivation is not easy, please cherish your life."

Ning Chen said coldly, murderous intent burst out all over his body, and powerful pressure swept across the wasteland, dust filled with sand and windlessness.

The giant eagle's body stagnated, and fear appeared in its eagle's eyes. After a moment, its wings shaking and flew rapidly into the sky.

Ning Chen didn't care about the brief episode, so he withdrew his gaze and looked into the distance, with light flashing in his eyes.

Even though he was still a little far away from the area where the hundreds of tribes were located, he could still feel the powerful aura from afar, like a vast ocean, unfathomable.

In addition to seeing the true power of the hundreds of tribes, he also came here, and there were two other things that he had always cared about.

These two things are related to hundreds of races, one is the source of the phoenix body and the other is the source of the demon body.

Most of the power of the demon body comes from Xuanluo, and Xuanluo is the devil clan, and it is even very likely that it is a royal clan.

In addition to the demon body and the inheritance of the phoenix body, he also has many confusions. The origin of the phoenix is ​​obtained from the Four Poles Realm, but there is no record of the disappearance of the phoenix, whether in the world or outside the sky.

In the primitive demon realm, it is said that hundreds of tribes coexist, so I don’t know whether there is a Phoenix tribe among these hundreds of tribes.
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