In the holy land of worshiping the moon, the imperial deity of the human race appeared, and the dress of the human beings was inappropriate.

In front of the altar, Ning Chen looked at the visitor, exchanged greetings for a few words, and smiled helplessly.

"Boy, the old man in the Divine Realm said that you are the hope of the human race. The old Taoist came to take a look, but now it seems that there is nothing special about you except the evil deeds." The Xiangshi looked up and down at the young man in front of him and said bluntly.

"I only meet the Lord of the Divine Realm. I wonder why that senior has such an evaluation. Maybe it's just a joke. Senior doesn't need to take it seriously." Ning Chen said calmly.

"Oh."

The Xiangshi smiled faintly and said, "That old guy never jokes. He said you are the hope of the human race, and you must be, and you don't have to be humble."

Ning Chen smiled and did not say much about this topic. The hope of the human race has never been him, and he does not have the qualification to determine the fate of others.

"You have been to the Primitive Demon Realm?" asked the Xiangshi.

“I’ve been there.”

Ning Chen nodded and said truthfully, "A hundred races contend, open their eyes."

"Do you think if the human race starts a war with the Primitive Demon Realm, what will be the chance of winning?" asked the Xiangshi directly.

"Not 10%." Ning Chen said bluntly.

On the side, on the wheelchair, the peacock frowned slightly. Is there only 10% chance?

"Little girl, do you think?" Xiangshi looked at the woman in the wheelchair and asked.

"I had previously estimated that the human race should have about 30% chances, but the Marquis of Zhiming personally went to the Primitive Demon Realm and knew the situation there best. Perhaps, I was too optimistic." Peacock responded.

“Optimism is not a bad thing.”

Xiangshi smiled and said, "The most terrifying thing about the primitive demon realm is not the number of emperors, but the strength of the overall strength. As long as this situation cannot be changed, the human race will always be at a disadvantage. Therefore, the growth of your generation is crucial."

On the wheelchair, the peacock is silent and the human race is not alive. This is a natural flaw. It is not easy to compete with the hundreds of races.

"There are seven supreme emperors in the primitive demon realm. Among them, the strongest Kunyi Demon Emperor has lived in ancient times to this day. His strength is extremely terrifying. How to block this demon is the key to whether the human race can win." Ning Chen added.

"Kun Yi?"

The Xiangshi narrowed his eyes and said, "So he is still alive."

"Senior knows this person?" Ning Chen said in a narrow voice.

"In ancient times, one of the ten demons was at the end of the ranking, there were no weak demons coming out of the Demon Transformation Pool, and their strength was enough to compete with the Immortal Lord of the Human Race." The Xiangshi said in a deep voice.

"There are survivors in the Ten Demons. In that battle, weren't all the Ten Demons dead in battle?" Peacock frowned.

"In the ancient war, all the witnesses have passed away. No one knows whether all the ten demons have died in battle. Even if there are survivors, it is not surprising." Ning Chen said calmly.

The Xiangshi nodded, looked at the women in the distance, and smiled, "A few girls with good signs, boy, you are very lucky."

"Family."

Ning Chen said two simple words without refuting them.

The monk looked quietly, for a long time, his eyes turned back, and looked at the young man in front of him, and his expression became serious, and said, "Boy, you have seen the strength of the primitive demon kings and the Supreme Emperor of the Imperial Dao. You should understand that they cannot help staying here. Once the war breaks out, you will be unable to clone yourself, let alone protect them. I advise you to find a safe place to send them to retire as soon as possible."

Ning Chen was silent when he heard this, without refuting.

"We are not a burden!"

At this moment, a cute voice came from the three of them, and they caught their eyes. Not far away, a woman in green dress appeared, looking at the audience, and said angrily.

Seeing the visitor, a strange color flashed in the eyes of the girl, a good girl.

On the wheelchair next to him, the peacock's expression was slightly moved, Phoenix?

"Yin'er, don't be rude."

Ning Chen rebuked lightly, waved his hand, and said, "I have met seniors and peacock girl."

Hearing the former's scolding, Yin'er obediently stepped forward and said respectfully, "I have met the senior and the peacock girl."

The Xiangshi calmed down the turmoil in his heart, and showed the most kind smile on his face, saying, "Miss, do you want to have an invincible master in the world, and walk sideways in the world from now on?"

Upon hearing this, Yin'er looked at the middle-aged man who looked like a charlatan in front of him with caution, shook his head hard and said, "I don't want to."

On the side, when the peacock saw this, she couldn't help but chuckled. The melting ice instantly burst out with the most beautiful smile, which made people fascinated.

She knew this girl named Yin'er somewhat. The only disciple around Zhiming Hou was borne by the origin of the Heavenly Words. She was very talented. However, what was unexpected was that Zhiming Hou even gave her the origin of the Phoenix.

Looking at the different expressions of the three of them, Ning Chen smiled faintly and said, "Senior is a hundred years late. This girl has been accepted by the younger generation."

The monk sighed regretfully, shook his head helplessly, and said, "What a pity, what a good seedling."

When the four of them were talking, suddenly, the starry sky shook, and the distant Hongluan Star Domain, the demonic energy surged, and a terrifying aura filled out, making the amazing demonic power shock the world.

"This is?"

In front of the altar, Ning Chen felt a feeling, his expression changed slightly, the Demon God of War, Asura.

How could it be so fast!

In front, the monks and peacocks also felt the amazing power of demons that appeared faintly in the distant starry sky, and their expressions were slightly condensed.

This magic power is almost comparable to that of the Emperor's Way.

"The war is about to begin."

Ning Chen came to his senses and sighed softly.

"not necessarily."

The Xiangshi looked into the distance and said in a narrow voice, "There is a man who promised to keep the pass for the human race for ten years. I think that as long as he is there, even if the powerful emperor wants to come out, he will have to pay a heavy price."

Ning Chen frowned slightly when he heard this, and said, "Who is there any other powerful emperors in the human race besides the seniors and the Lord of the Divine Realm?"

"It's not the imperial way, and you know this person too." The Xiangshi responded calmly.

In the Hongluan Star Domain, in the endless fog of the star domain, the demonic energy surges, and the demon war god is about to be born.

The power of the world is so terrifying that it makes people tremble. Even if it is separated from the endless starry sky, you can still feel it clearly.

At this moment, in front of the fog in the star field, a figure in blue clothes walked towards him. His face was handsome, with starry eyes and sword eyes. His steps were neither anxious nor slow, and his grandmaster's demeanor was eye-catching.

The legend appears, the fog opens, and in front of the two realms, the king stops, put down the sword frame behind him, and waits for the demon war god to come out.

Not long after, in the space channel, the demon shadow appeared, and a mysterious figure appeared, with the power of the world, shaking the stars in the sky.

The Demon God of War, the Legend of the Great Xia, the meeting.

In front of the two realms, Asura walked out and looked at the blue-clothed swordsman blocking the gate ahead. His eyes were condensed, and his master was.

The human race is indeed not as weak as imagined.

"Swordman, your name!" Asura spoke and said in a deep voice.

"Xia Yan."

Prince Yan held the two swords in both hands, slowly pulled them out, and said calmly, "Linghong Swords, learn about them."

The opponent was not uncommon, and Asura did not dare to be careless. He held his right hand in a weak hand. A black spear appeared in the surging demonic energy, and the magic flames continued to spread.

The magic weapon and the beacon fire appeared in succession, and the magic power swept across the nine heavens. Without saying anything, Asura moved, and the magic power broke through the air.

In the eyes, the magic weapon and the king's sword clashed violently, and the sound of the battle resounded through the starry sky of millions of miles.

When the king started the battle, in the distant Jinxi City, Xiaoyue Tower owner, who was trimming flowers and plants, stopped what he had in his hand and said, "Hongluan."

As the words fell, the door creaked and was pushed open. A woman with a veil on her face walked in and saluted respectfully, "Owner."

"Please come to Xia Ziyi and Miss Luo." The owner of Xiaoyue said calmly.

"yes!"

Hongluan took the order and turned around and walked out of the room.

On the second floor, in the word "moon", the demon in the dark white clothes closed his eyes to heal his wounds. Not far away, Concubine Luo stood quietly, looking at the woman in front of him, with gentleness in her eyes that could not be distorted.

Over the past century, they have experienced too much, and humans and demons are actually no longer important.

Now, she finally understood that the love between men and women is not the only thing in life.

It is God's gift to her and him that she has been able to walk together until today.

"Dongdong"

Outside the room, a knock on the door sounded, and Hongluan's voice came in, "Young Master Xia, Miss Luo, please invite the poster."

In the room, Xia Ziyi, who was healing, opened her eyes and replied, "Thank you, I understand."

After the words came, Xia Ziyi restrained her breath and stood up and walked forward.

On the side, Concubine Luo stepped forward and followed, just as every day of this century has never changed.

In the character "Ming", the two walked over. In the room, the owner of Xiaoyue, wearing a silver-gray cloak, was quietly waiting. After seeing the two of them coming in, he spoke, "Marquis Zhiming is back."

After a while, the room became extremely quiet. After a long time, Xia Ziyi held her fists and bowed and said calmly, "Thank you for your entertainment these days. Concubine Luo and I will say goodbye first."

The owner of Xiaoyue nodded, but did not leave much, saying, "Say hello to the Lord of Zhiming for this owner. If you have time, please invite him to Xiaoyue Restaurant."

"I will pass the poster's words."

Xia Ziyi responded and turned around and left.
To be continued...