In Yunming City and Xuanling Pavilion, the old royal enthrone looked at the phoenix blood floating on Ning Chen's hands, and tears filled his eyes. Although he maintained his middle-aged face, his real age was over 350 years old and his life span was about to end.

This drop of phoenix blood can be said to be a timely help. With this drop of phoenix blood, he can hold on for a few more years and strive for the next level with all his strength.

If he is lucky enough and the phoenix blood returns to ancient times, he may be able to live for another lifetime.

"Young Master Ning, I will never thank you for your kindness. This is your reward. In the future, the young master will be the eternal friend of Xuanling Pavilion." Zhao Leizun calmed down and said seriously.

"Your Majesty"

Ning Chen waved his hand to accept all the rewards and bowed, "I have something to do, so I will leave first, I regret it for a while."

"I regret it for a while," Zhao Lei Zun replied.

Ning Chen left without waiting for Li Youwei anymore. Now he is very dangerous. I don’t know how many people are looking for his whereabouts. It would be safer to go back by himself.

After midnight, Ning Chen returned to the imperial city of the Lihuo Dynasty, and his figure flew quickly to the Dijiang Mansion.

At this moment, a powerful aura appeared above the Earth Craftsman's Mansion, blocking the road ahead.

Ning Chen looked at the visitor, his eyes pounding coldly. He recognized this aura. That day, when he entered Tianjiang Mansion to look for a sword, this innate person was in charge.

Xuanyang glanced at the package behind the young man in front of him, and felt the special aura of rare treasures such as Chiyang Iron, and a strange color flashed through his eyes.

"It seems that Tianjiang asked me to wait here, it's true," Xuan Yang said lightly.

Ning Chen moved his hand, and the green ink turned sharply, and the cloth strip fell, and as the flowing light struck, a sword flew out.

There was no words or conversation, only the trembling sound of the sword, the clanging sound, the swords and swords collided, and the aftermath fluctuated.

The battle in the dark night, swords and martial arts are discussed. One sword is faster, and one sword is faster. It alarms the two worshippers in charge of the royal family and quickly arrives at the front hall to protect the saint.

In the palace hall, Li Yan looked at the battle in the distance and said, "Go back, don't pay attention."

"Yes" the two worshippers retreated, restrained their breath, and continued to hide in the palace.

Li Yan walked a few steps to the hall, staring at the battle in the distance without blinking, and his eyes kept flashing with light.

It was him and Youwei who were wrong. It turned out that this innate powerhouse was always in front of them.

In the Land Craftsman's Mansion, the Land Craftsman stared at the sky and kept waiting.

The little boy was also awakened, his face was filled with nervousness, praying that Brother Ning would be safe.

The innate battle is earth-shaking. Even if it is far above the sky, it still brings extremely heavy pressure below.

Many people woke up from their sleep, looking at the two figures intertwined in the air, their faces were filled with fear.

"Mom, are the immortals fighting again?" asked the little boy who didn't understand the world with sleepy eyes.

"kindness"

The little boy's mother hugged her young son tightly into her arms, and her trembling body could not hide the fear in her heart. She knew very well that this was not an immortal, but a innate powerful man who could fly and escape from the sky.

In the sky, Ning Chen faced Xuanyang, and was sweating profusely. He whispered a frosty sword, wielding his sword intent, and resolutely regretted the Xuan-level Venerable of the Holy Land.

"The sword cast by the ground craftsman is just like this." Xuan Yang looked at the Qingmo sword in the former's hand and sneered.

Ning Chen ignored it. The sword moves fast, the sword moves fast, and the sword is like a terrifying wilderness.

Xuan Yang suddenly felt the pressure increase, and the sword-like air in his hand urged him three more points. His figure swept quickly, and he fought to the point of losing his color until nine days.

The afterimage of disillusionment, the flashing bright destruction in an instant, makes people increasingly difficult to see clearly and make them difficult to distinguish between their eyes.

The battle situation became more and more intense, Xuanyang could not gain the upper hand, and his expression became more serious. This person was much stronger than he thought, not far from the third catastrophe.

What he didn't know was that after Ning Chen broke through the innate world, his realm reached the peak of the second tribulation of the innate world. He didn't know that there was a woman in China who once stepped into the innate world, she would be able to add three tribulations, which shocked the past and the present.

The woman, named Fan Lingyue, was extremely talented and reversed the world's general trend with her own strength, and was truly the number one person in the world.

No one knows whether he is the frog in the well who has never seen the heavens.

"Strong, you deserve your full strength." Seeing that you could not fight for a long time, Xuan Yang's hands were used to shoot, and the fire waves soared into the sky, and a hundred feet around him were a scorching hot world.

Seeing this, Ning Chen's sword was shining with frost and snow was floating all over the sky. He danced alone with his sword, and the world was filled with ice and snow.

Swords confronted, ice and fire were roaring, and the wind and raging rage, and the two of them saw red at the same time.

"The scroll of heaven is unparalleled in the world"

Ning Chen did not retreat but advanced, and the blue light rose all over his body, and the sword was like Mount Tai pressing the top, falling down without regrets. The famous craftsman's head broke with the sound, and blood stained the nine heavens.

The sword intent that penetrated the body destroyed Xuanyang's body half of his body. The powerful vitality of the innate powerful man protected his life, but he was no longer able to take action and fell from the sky.

Ning Chen ignored the half-destroyed Xuanyang, flashed, returned to the Earth Craftsman's Mansion, and handed the package to the Earth Craftsman.

"Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will grow again," reminded the craftsman.

"Ha" Ning Chen smiled faintly and said, "Most of his cultivation has been destroyed. He is powerless to fight again. He will make up for another sword. He will be instructed by the elders in his family. If he still has the ability to take revenge in the future, I will wait at any time."

"Just don't regret it"

The land craftsman did not persuade him anymore, took the package and said softly.

"Senior Land Craftsman, my identity has been revealed and I must leave. Thank you for your care these days. I will remember it in my heart." Ning Chen bowed respectfully and said.

"Let's go, be careful in the future." The land craftsman said calmly without trying to keep him.

"Brother Ning"

The little boy shouted, his eyes full of reluctance. The child's feelings are always the most sincere, without any interspersed.

"Be good at Xiaoyu, I will practice hard in the future."

Ning Chen touched the little boy's head, reminded him, and then turned around and left. After two steps, his figure faded away.

"Master, will Brother Ning come back in the future?" the little boy raised his head and said with tears in his big eyes.

"Skilled" the land craftsman nodded and replied.

The little boy believed it, wiped his tears, and a smile that was even worse than crying.

Two days later, the pursuit of the Changsheng Palace spread throughout the world. Every major sect and force knew that a young innate emerged from the Four Poles Realm, ruining the foundation of the Changsheng Palace for thousands of years and letting go of the phoenix suppressed under the Changsheng Pool.

However, the reputation of the Palace of Changsheng in the Four Poles is not very good. Many people will secretly applaud this news, which feels very satisfying.

However, a news two days later shocked everyone's hearts and could no longer watch the jokes with peace of mind.

The Four Poles Holy Land issued an order to pursue this young innate strong man with all his strength. If he resists, he will kill him.

The reason is very shocking. This spy sent by his realm was to invade the Four Poles one day. Along with him is a powerful man of the three disasters, the former man who fought with the King of Disaster in the southwest territory.

The Four Poles Holy Land released some information from the Eastern Region Shenzhou, including at least four powerful people in the Eastern Region Shenzhou, and dozens of venerables, which are real and real, which is difficult to distinguish.

The great sects began to become nervous. Judging from the information revealed by the holy land, the Eastern Region China is quite powerful and inferior to the Four Poles at all. In terms of the number of the top three disaster powerhouses, they even surpass them.

"kill"

This is the thought in the minds of the great sects. We must keep this young innate and three disasters powerful person in the Four Poles realm forever, especially the three disasters powerful person, with one less than three disasters, and the peak combat power of the two realms can almost be pulled to the same level.

A few days later, portraits of Ning Chen, Prince Yan, and Aman spread all over the world. The most shocking thing was Jiuxiao Mountain. From the head of the sect to the disciples, everyone wondered if it was a mistake in their eyes.

Too similar!

The head of Jiuxiao immediately issued a ban order, not allowing his disciples to talk nonsense, forget about this matter, and continue to do what he should do.

Qingli City, the mansion of the craftsman is as jingling as before, full of ironclad sounds, and there is no trouble. Ning Chen has always been very careful from the first appearance to the last departure, never letting others see it, just to guard against the arrival of this day.

On the other hand, the relationship between the Dijiang Mansion and the Lihuo Royal Family is extraordinary. Even if the Holy Land knows something, without evidence, it can only turn a blind eye and pretend that it is not known.

After the quest for the holy land was issued, all factions in the world responded positively and almost all sent people to pursue them everywhere.

However, Ning Chen has been relatively low-key these days when he came to the Four Poles Realm. In addition, some people conceal it intentionally or unintentionally, there is really not much information to be found in the Holy Land and the Palace of Eternal Life. Apart from a portrait, there is nothing else.

Even so, all the factions in the world still search for it very seriously, and no one dares to neglect it.

If the Eastern Region Shenzhou really enters the Four Poles realm, they will not be able to survive.

The Hall of Eternal Life, which has different statements, has a very detached status and majesty in the Four Poles. Therefore, not many people doubt the authenticity of this news.

However, there are always exceptions in everything. Just when the news came out of the holy land, several people became suspicious.

Nine-Xiao Meng Xuanji is one of them.

Xuanji Peak, Meng Xuanji stands quietly on the broken wall, looking at the distance, a breeze blows by and disappears.

Deep in Taixuan Feng, Meng Xuanji appeared. With a wave of her slender hand, the mountain shook, and the golden light shone in the world. A strange weapon slowly flew out, like a sword but not a sword, like a spear but not a spear. The moment the sharp thrust appeared, the space trembled violently, and cracks appeared, almost collapsing.

In front of you is the most sharp soldier in the world, a gilded feathered horn.

The Master of Jiuxiao, Sword Master, Flower Master, and Medicine Master all felt the vibration of Tai Xuanfeng and rushed over quickly.

"Xuan Ji, what are you going to do?" Master Jiuxiao asked in shock.

"I'll go out and I will take the gilded feathered trunk away. If someone comes to borrow it during this period, let him go directly to me." Meng Xuanji grabbed the gilded trunk body and said lightly.

After saying that, Meng Xuanji didn't give a chance to speak, and moved her feet and left Tai Xuanfeng.

The Master Jiuxiao's face turned red and blue, and he was puzzled and angry. What was this young junior sister thinking?
Chapter completed!