In the Ziwei Star Field, the chariots spread across the sky, the ghost clan migrated and ran for several months, and finally came to a safe place.

Behind, Ning Chen, Mu Qianshang, and the falling stars caught up and gathered in time.

"How are you going to arrange them?" Mu Qianshang asked in a voice.

"Take it back to the underworld." Ning Chen replied.

"Bring it back to the underworld?"

On the side, Luo Xingchen almost fell from the air when he heard this. He looked at the people around him in disbelief and said, "Your head is not broken, that's our old nest. Now it's unclear whether these people are reliable or not. Isn't it just to take them back like this? Isn't it revealing our whereabouts?"

"What are the benefits of exposing us?"

Ning Chen said lightly, "Isn't it good to put the ghost clan under our noses to monitor?"

"You usually feel that you are so smart, why are you suddenly becoming so stupid now?"

Luo Xingchen regretted that he was unable to make a steel path. "If the ghost clan is a spy from the demon royal family, then our every move will be exposed? Are you stupid when you fight? You can't even imagine such an obvious thing?"

"Not necessarily, what you say may make sense."

Next to him, Mu Qianshang suddenly spoke and said in a low voice, "Don't say whether the ghost clan is really a spy now, even if the ghost clan is still in our control, they dare not act rashly. What's more, the divine forbidden around the underworld can only be controlled by knowing their destiny. Others cannot enter and exit freely. Whenever there is a strange movement, the first thing that appears is us. Compared to the ghost clan wandering out of our sight, such an arrangement can better monitor the ghost clan's every move."

When Luo Xingchen heard this, he thought about it carefully and seemed to make some sense.

"Since you have no objections, let's make arrangements like this. Luo Xingchen, you can also help."

Ning Chen said something, and his figure flashed past and rushed towards the front of the ghost clan team.

At the front of the ghost clan team, on the huge chariot, the Ghost King saw the visitor and said, "How is Your Highness going to arrange for my clan?"

"The ghost clan has followed from the original demon realm down to this point, so naturally he has to give the ghost clan a satisfactory explanation."

Ning Chen said calmly, "In a short time, we will arrive at the underworld. All the powerful humans who came to support the ghost clan this time are also from there."

The Ghost King narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a long time, he bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

"polite."

Ning Chen nodded, looking ahead, his eyes as narrow as the abyss could not see any emotional fluctuations, deep and cold.

Behind the Ghost King was speechless. For some reason, she always felt that the Thirteenth Prince of the Demon now seemed to have become a different person.

Is it because you no longer need to hide yourself?

In the Ziwei Star Domain, ancient chariots rushed by, covering the sky and the sun. A few days later, the team stopped between the two huge stars.

In front of the chariot, Ning Chen stepped out, raised his right hand lightly, and suddenly, strange lights rose all over the sky, around the underworld, the divine ban was temporarily removed, and the underworld was fully revealed in front of everyone.

In front, on the primitive star of life, the ten halls of the underworld stand in the sky, majestic, majestic and profound, which is breathtaking.

"Let's go."

Ning Chen turned around and said lightly, then his figure fell from the sky and rushed towards the big star below.

Above the underworld, the army of ghost clans followed closely and descended on the Star of Life.

The Ten Halls of Yama, the Two Halls of Impermanence, and the One Human King was moved. He looked at the ancient chariots falling from the sky in the void, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Is this the ghost clan?

On the front chariot, the Ghost King also felt the aura of the powerful human powerhouses in the twelve halls below, and his expression was slightly condensed.

Including the four human kings who took action this time and the twelve hall masters of the underworld, they are all masters of the kingdom realm.

The strength of the human race is indeed not as weak as imagined.

On the star of life, the chariot fell. Ning Chen looked at the earth ahead, shouted softly, formed seals with both hands, and reappeared the secret technique of the Qihuang clan.

In an instant, on the primitive star, the sky and the earth swayed, the radius of thousands of miles, and the shape of the earth changed. A huge abyss appeared out of thin air. From the outside, it looked very similar to the primitive demon realm of the ghost tribe, and there was almost no difference.

A shocking scene, every move has the power to change the shape of the world, and the magic of the Yellow Emperor shows amazing power.

Behind the rear, thousands of people from the Ghost Clan looked at this amazing scene and looked shocked, and the waves in their hearts were uneasy for a long time.

"From then on, the underworld will be your hometown. The ghost tribe and the human tribe will prosper and lose together."

Ning Chen turned around, looked at the elders and thousands of people in the ghost clan ahead, and said calmly.

"Thank you my lord."

The elders of the Ghost Clan came back from their shock, bowed together and said respectfully.

"Lu Xingchen, I will leave the safety of the ghost clan to you in the future. Do you understand?"

Ning Chen's eyes moved, looked at the young man not far away, and spoke.

"Hmm? What?"

Luo Xingchen had heard this and immediately looked repulsive on his face. He was about to refuse, but Ning Chen glared back at a glance.

In the following time, the ghost clans entered the abyss one after another, and the ghost clans who were used to the darkness returned to the familiar environment again.

After Ning Chen arranged the affairs of the ghost clan, he returned to the Hall of King Yama. He didn't need to bother with the ghost clan for the time being. Next, he had more important things to do.

If the human race wants to compete with the hundreds of races, it must strengthen itself as soon as possible, especially the combat power above the king realm, which is still far apart. This is the biggest problem of the human race.

It is not easy to freeze three feet a day. The human race has been weak for a long time. It is really not easy to solve this problem.

In the quiet palace of the king, Ning Chen sat on the throne and pondered quietly. I don’t know how long it took, in the void, the five-colored divine light appeared out of thin air. A illusory figure walked out, looked at the figure on the throne, and spoke, “Marquis Zhiming, can you borrow something from you?”

On the throne, Ning Chen came to his senses, looked at the figure in the void, and said calmly, "What?"

"Dragon Emperor Sword."

The peacock incarnated and responded in a voice.

"The Dragon Emperor Sword must be handed over after I verify the identity of Young Master Xiaobai. I should have told you about this matter." Ning Chen said lightly.

"The matter is urgent, and there is no time to verify it. I promise that the senior brother is definitely the son of the Dragon Emperor. Now, the senior brother's life is in danger and needs the help of the Dragon Emperor's sword to reshape the dragon bones. I hope the Marquis of Zhiming can agree." Peacock had a hurricane on his face and said.

Ning Chen frowned and thought for a moment. He held his right hand in a weak hand, but saw a dragon roar in the palace of the king. An ancient magic sword appeared. The sword was suppressed introverted, but it had an indescribable noble temperament.

"I hope that after Young Master Xiaobai recovers from his injury, he can come to the underworld in person to prove his identity and take it."

After the words came, Ning Chen waved his right hand, and the Dragon Emperor sword broke through the air and flew towards the woman ahead.

"Thank you!"

The peacock gave a serious gift without delaying it, and his figure faded away and disappeared.

Not long after the peacock left, a purple figure walked towards the palace of King Yama. He glanced at the remaining five-colored divine light in the void with curiosity, and said, "Has the Peacock been back?"

"Yes." Ning Chen nodded and responded.

"Is there anything wrong when I come back and leave in a hurry?" Luo Xingchen said in confusion.

"Borrow the sword." Ning Chen said lightly.

"Dragon Emperor Sword?" Luo Xingchen said in surprise.

"Yes." Ning Chen replied.

"What's the situation? What's the use of her borrowing the Dragon Emperor Sword?" Luo Xingchen asked.

"Healing." Ning Chen said calmly.

"Can sword heal wounds? You think I'm stupid."

Luo Xingchen looked disbelief. He had never heard of a sword healing wounds for so many years.

Ning Chen didn't explain much, looked at the former, and said indifferently, "If you have anything, just say it."

He knew more than anyone else in front of him. He would not enter the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. If he was fine, he would never step into the Hall of King Yama.

"hey-hey."

Luo Xingchen smiled embarrassedly and said, "It's nothing big. I heard that you have gotten some poisonous thorns in the Wandering Fairy Jedi. How about giving me some?"

Ning Chen frowned slightly when he heard this, and said, "What do you want it to do?"

As the words fell, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes, as if he could guess a little in his heart, and said, "Do you want to use it to temper poison on the arrow?"

"Test test, just test." Luo Xingchen shook his head and denied.

"If it's just a test, there are so many poisons in the world, don't ask me for it. If I want those things, it will be of great use." Ning Chen refused mercilessly.

"No."

When Luo Xingchen heard this, he immediately panicked and said, "Don't be so stingy. I admit it's OK. You cut so much, just give me a little."

"Tempering poison on arrows is not a glorious thing for warriors, you have to think about it." Ning Chen said lightly.

"If I'm afraid of being disgraceful, will I still have a chance to stand here and talk to you?"

Luo Xingchen showed contempt and said, "I know my destiny, I have a cold sword behind me, and I am sneaking and poisoning. Don't tell me that you have never done it. In extraordinary times, I use extraordinary methods. I am not duel with others, so why should I be open and upright?"

"Your shamelessness is hopeless."

Ning Chen waved his hand, and the green cauldron flew out and landed in front of him.

"But I appreciate it."

Ning Chen said calmly, "This tripod is what you want, enough for you to use, take it."
To be continued...