In the last battle above Butian Pavilion, the Demon Butterfly and Xia Ziyi joined the battle. Ning Chen also transformed into a demon from deity, the three demons in the same sky, and the demonic aura moved Jiuzhou.

The three demons moved, and at the same time, Luo Fei catalyzed the martial arts of the Heavenly Book, and the moonlight spread and sealed the world.

In an instant, the figures of the three demons passed by, the Lord of Butian Pavilion, Xuan Zun's expression shook at the same time, and the body was stained with vermilion.

The most amazing scene was that the two major Taoist giants in Butian Pavilion were injured. Although they barely avoided the fatal blow, they were both seriously injured.

Xia Ziyi and behind the butterfly in the flowers, the huge demon wings shook, and the terrifying demonic nature was even better than any demon in the world.

At the center of the battle situation, Ning Chen opened the sword field, and the black and white sword lights erected, blocking the battle situation.

In the sword light of the obscuring eyes, the three demons kept passing by, gathering all their strength and opening up their combat power.

Facing the extreme of the demon, Xuanzun, the Lord of Butian Pavilion fell into the defensive position. However, if you have to defend for a long time, you will lose it. In the black and white sword lights that are surround the sky, a waterfall of blood is splattering out. The Lord of Butian Pavilion, who is already injured, finally couldn't stop the astonishing attack of the three demons, and the injury is even worse.

During the battle, Xuan Zun saw this and looked slightly dark, and was covered in lightning, blocking the lower half of the attack for the Lord of Butian Pavilion.

"Master of Butian Pavilion, Xuanzun, you are at the end!"

The extremely powerful collision, and in the surging sword light, Ning Chen's figure swept in front of the two men. Zhu Xian and Killing Xian were like breaking through the dark dawn, so dazzling that he came to the sky.

The amazing fairy sword, with thousands of black and white sword lights accompanying you, the power of a sword can fight against the sun and the moon.

The two of them blocked the move, and the corners of the Butian Pavilion's mouth fluttered and flew out several feet.

Not far away, Xuan Zun raised his hand to block the sword light. Seeing the Lord of Butian Pavilion who was hurt again, he stepped back and turned into thunder and rushed forward.

At this time, a demon shadow swept between the two, and the madness of the doomsday cut open the void and forced his life ruthlessly.

Xuan Zun's expression changed slightly, and his figure flipped, avoiding the shocking power of the world.

When Xia Ziyi took action to stop Xuanzun, behind him, the demon butterfly flew past, and the burial flower appeared, slashing towards the injured Lord of Butian Pavilion.

The murderous intent is approaching, the Lord of Butian Pavilion suppresses injuries, and then uses the technique of Butian.

Suddenly, the Lord of Butian Pavilion was full of divine energy, and the unparalleled divine power blocked the edge of the burial flower.

The demonic energy and divine energy impacted each other. After a moment of stalemate, a figure in plain clothes appeared out of thin air behind the Lord of Butian Pavilion, so fast that it was hard to react.

Zhu Xian passed by, and the Lord of Butian Pavilion shook. Before he could see the last glance in the world, his head flew up and blood stained the sky red.

In the void, Zhiming, who was covered in silver light, stood quietly, standing in the divine realm, and even his eyes turned into strange silver.

Apart from the silver light, the black demonic energy surged like a tide, stunning the world's power and earth-shaking.

The Lord of Butian Pavilion died in battle, his soul flew out, and he wanted to escape.

However, it was too late.

Ning Chen raised his hand, and the demonic energy surged, directly swallowing the soul of the Lord of Butian Pavilion.

Not far away, Xuan Zun's expression was slightly deeper, and he punched the demon in front of him and swept forward.

Ning Chen waved his sword, and the sword energy was radiant, forcing Xuan Zun to retreat.

Behind, Xia Ziyi and butterflies swept over from the flowers, looking at the last Xuanzun in front of him, with no careless expression.

This person is very strong and is still above the Lord of Butian Pavilion.

Ten feet away, Xuanzun looked at the tragic battlefield below, sighed heavily in his heart, losing.

They lost completely.

After a moment, Xuanzun calmed down, looked at the white-haired young man in front of him, and said, "Ning Hou, you won."

"Xuan Zun has not yet been defeated."

Ning Chen said calmly, "Your strength is the strongest of the people I have met."

Xuanzun's body, the thunder gradually calmed down, and a look of fatigue flashed across his face, and said, "I am old. In this era, there is no place for us. Ning Hou, give the soul of the Pavilion Master to me. I will leave and never come back."

Ning Chen was silent after hearing this. After a long time, he waved his hand to send out the soul of the Lord of Butian Pavilion and said calmly, "I hope you will do what you say."

Xuan Jie took the soul of the Lord of Butian Pavilion, held his fist and bowed, and did not leave any more. His figure gradually faded away and disappeared.

"Are you just letting him leave like that?" Hua Zhongdie stepped forward and asked.

"This person's strength is unfathomable, and it's hard for us to keep him."

Ning Chen said calmly, "A strong man like this should not force him to a desperate situation. The result may be the best."

The butterfly in the flower nodded, without saying anything more, and his figure disappeared and rushed towards the battle situation below.

The Lord of Butian Pavilion died in battle, Xuan Zun left, and the army of Butian Pavilion immediately fell into panic, and the dragons were headless and retreated step by step.

The defeat of Butian Pavilion is inevitable, and the immortal great sect that has been shaking the endless years of the southeastern territory has finally come to an end.

The tragic war lasted for a day and a night. The war burned all over every corner of the Butian Pavilion, and countless halls collapsed and became ruins.

When the dawn of the rising sun shines on the world again, the war finally ends. There are ruins everywhere around Butian Pavilion, and there is no glory of the past.

In front of the ruined Temple of Butian, Ning Chen walked over and looked at the ruins of the temple in front of him, and a look of emotion flashed in his eyes.

Finally, I got here.

Although the road ahead is still long, it finally took this most important step.

Ning Chen raised his hand, the earth rumbled and shook, and stone pillars rose from the ground, supporting the broken hall.

The main hall was rebuilt, and Ning Chen stepped forward and walked to the top of the temple.

Behind, dozens of Ning soldiers looked at this scene, with admiration in their eyes.

They really did it!

Especially the hundreds of sinners who followed Ning Chen from the divine realm were even more excited.

Decades ago, they first came Wuyutian and never dared to think that they would have such a day.

The southeastern territory, even the entire Wuyutian, was defeated by Butian Pavilion, and the news spread like wings, which shocked the world.

Ten days later, in front of the rebuilt Temple of Butian, famous people from nearly a hundred fairy mountain sects in the southeastern territory came to worship the new rulers of the southeastern territory together.

For a time, the two words Ning Hou spread throughout the world.

On the top of the hall, Ning Chen stood in front of the throne, surrounded by divine light, like the Emperor of Heaven, looking down at all living beings.

The thousand-year war has never stopped, and under the throne, there are more than one million bones.

In front of the throne, Ning Chen looked quietly at the distant territory, his expression showing no turbulence.

Soon, he will start the battle from this point of view.

He wanted to save her, no one could stop him, and even God could not do it.

At the same time, in the other seven directions of Wuyutian, the seven strongest sects, learned about the defeat of Butian Pavilion, all looked to the southeast.

The Butian Pavilion was defeated, which was indeed beyond their expectations.

In this world, there are even the most powerful people who can subvert the pattern. It seems that they can no longer sit idly by.

Among the seven major sects, each of them had powerful people who destroyed the Tao and rushed towards the southeast.

In front of the Temple of Butian Temple, Ning Chen also felt the gaze from all sides, but ignored it.

He needs time, the war has begun to end, and the turmoil is still there, and he needs time to completely calm the resistance in the southeastern territory.

Half a day later, in the Butian Temple, Ning Chen waved his hand to call out the green coffin and unbuttoned the seal on the green coffin.

Suddenly, the lid on the green coffin was shaken away, and a woman in red flew out, trying to counterattack.

Ning Chen stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the woman's throat, and the demonic energy surged all over his body, restraining the woman's actions.

"Say, who are you?"

Ning Chen spoke with a cold expression.
Chapter completed!