In the northern land, Ning Chen has been chasing thousands of miles away, but after being blocked by Mingzi, the ghost girl's figure has disappeared far away and can no longer be found.

There was no trace of the vast wasteland. Ning Chen searched for it for a long time and finally had to give up and go back temporarily.

Ning Chen came to the Haowu Palace, looking at Xia Ziyi who was still awake on the bed, sighed softly, and a look of fatigue flashed between his eyebrows.

"The emperor will definitely wake up," Xia Xinyu said slowly beside him.

"kindness"

Ning Chen nodded and responded, then walked to Luo Fei not far away and said calmly, "I still have time to thank the girl Luo Fei for her kindness, I wonder where the girl comes from?"

Qingning had already told him about his worries. There were not many innate strong people in the world. It was indeed unusual for such a woman to suddenly appear.

Concubine Luo smiled faintly and said, "It's just a country girl. Could it be Lord Wuhou, is he doubting something?"

"Miss is so serious, just ask a question. Since the girl doesn't want to say it, just pretend that she doesn't ask."

Ning Chen showed a look of apologetic expression on his face, and then looked at Xia Xinyu beside the bed and instructed, "Princess, I'm leaving in advance. If you have any need, please send someone to the Marquis' Mansion to notify me at any time."

"Yeah, I won't give it to you anymore," Xia Xinyu replied softly.

Ning Chen nodded and then stepped away.

Looking at the leaving figure of the simple clothes, a smile flashed across Luo Fei's face and said, "I think you are quite compatible. Why didn't you agree with this marriage at the beginning?"

"Sister Luo Fei was joking. We are just good friends." Xia Xinyu replied, then stopped talking, and quietly stayed by Xia Ziyi, hoping that the emperor would wake up soon.

Luo Fei's lips raised slightly. She couldn't understand her heart, and didn't know whether it was luck or sadness.

In Zhiming Hou Mansion, Meng Xuanji did not come out for several days and fully recovered from his injuries. Ning Chen stayed for two days. After his injuries improved slightly, he left again. After a brief conversation with the Marquis of the Black Water Army, he headed towards the extreme east.

Through Meng Xuanji, he also knew Xuanzhi's identity. The sword broke his heart vein and this person should not be able to save him. However, the method to seal the connection between the two realms has not been found yet. Now what he needs to solve the most is the threat of Wu Jun.

If the senior is not here, the person who is most likely to defeat Wu Jun in the world is the myth in the sword of Huangcheng, Mu Bai.

However, he was not sure whether he could ask Mu Bai to move.

In the extreme east, at the end of the world, the endless sea of ​​chaotic fog was churning. In front of me, a figure in white clothes sat there quietly, like a stone statue, never moving a step for countless days and nights.

"Senior Mubai" Ning Chen came over, gave a junior greeting, and said to him.

Mu Bai did not respond, raised his hand and pointed, and the stones were shocked.

The sword is at its peak, and the myth of the Desolate City, with one finger opening the sky, the terrifying sword intent roared out. Ning Chen's expression changed slightly, raised his hand and pointed, and his sword intent gathered around him, taking over the sword of the opening sky.

When we met again three years later, Ning Chen's cultivation level reached the third tribulation of the innate world, which was no longer comparable to that of the past. However, after receiving Mu Bai's sword, he felt more of his insignificance. The sword on the sword was admired by the mountains.

A hundred feet later, Ning Chen stopped his pace, a wisp of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and the remaining power of the palm on his chest was swallowed by the sword intent, and his injuries were much healed a lot.

"Not bad" Mu Bai commented lightly, which recognized Ning Chen's progress.

"Thank you senior"

Ning Chen bowed respectfully and said.

"What's the matter with me?" Mu Bai looked at the chaotic fog sea ahead and said.

Ning Chen said the current situation and then said seriously, "Senior, the purpose of the Eternal Night God Sect is unknown, and the Four Poles Realm is eyeing it again. I hope that Senior can take action, get rid of Wu Jun and save the people from the water and fire."

"Is it related to you if the people live or die?" Mu Bai did not answer, but said instead.

"No," Ning Chen was stunned and replied.

"Is the rise and fall of China related to you?" Mu Bai continued.

"No, but"

Ning Chen showed a hint of urgency on his face. He was about to speak, but he was interrupted directly.

"There is nothing good, but the rise and fall of the world will be determined. Just like the Zi Yin Dynasty a thousand years ago, it will be in vain to force it to stay. Your sword heart is too mottled. If you don't calm down, the way of sword in this life will stop here." Mu Bai said lightly.

"Senior" Ning Chen was unwilling to accept it, so he stepped forward and bowed again.

"Go back"

Mu Bai waved his right hand, and thousands of sword intents appeared, turning into sword wind, forcibly sending the former thousands of miles away.

"Former...ah"

Thousands of miles away, Ning Chen sighed in a deep voice, and had no choice but to turn around and go back.

Senior Mu Bai is unwilling to take action, so who in the world can stop Wu Jun?

In the Western battlefield, the Grand Marquis’ Mansion camp, Ning Chen walked over and looked at the Great Xia military god in the tent and said, "Senior Triumph Marquis, sorry"

"Don't think too much. If Mu Bai was so easy to invite him out, it wouldn't be a myth in the sword. We can solve the matter of Daxia ourselves, so we don't have to worry about others." Kaixuan Hou said calmly.

Generations of Wuhou of Daxia have used blood and life to protect the country behind him for thousands of years. He believes that they will definitely be able to do it.

"Senior, let me think about it again, there will be a solution." Ning Chen stood in front of the marching map, frowned, and thought carefully about what other solutions there were.

"Em" Kaixuan Hou responded without disturbing him anymore, and sighed softly in his heart, God is not helping Daxia. At this most dangerous time, such outstanding young people are still working hard to make a living for the future of Daxia.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

At this moment, the war drums in the distance sounded, and the Yongye Army attacked again, alarming everyone in the camp.

Ning Chen, who was still thinking, was immediately awakened. As the Marquis of Triumph quickly stepped out of the camp and looked to the west of the military camp.

The swaying flags of the Divine Cult are becoming clearer, and the vast army is connected into a group like dark clouds, which is shocking.

"Fight"

The Marquis of Triumph had a calm face and gave an order to prepare to fight the invasion of the Yongye Army.

"I'll go with my seniors," said Ning Chen.

"Your injury?" A trace of worry flashed across Kaixuan Hou's face.

"It's not intrusive." Ning Chen shook his head and responded.

"Then let's go"

The Marquis of Triumph responded and then stepped forward, and welcomed the attack of the God Cult.

In Xiqingyuan, the two armies confronted each other. Wu Jun stood in front of the army of the Divine Cult, extremely majestic, with a high fighting spirit and a stunning power.

Opposite, Hou Kaixuan faced the front with a sword in his hand, with a surging momentum and upright posture, not inferior to others at all, showing the reputation of the Great Xia army.

"kill"

The battle between the gods has been more than three years, and he is extremely familiar with his opponents in front of him. Both sides ordered the battle between the Daxia Dynasty and the Eternal Night God Sect.

Soldiers are against soldiers, generals are against generals, and only two people are surrounded by a huge vacuum belt, and no one can get close to them.

The Marquis of Daxia, the only one of the Triumphs is hereditary in all generations, is glory and responsibility. The Daxia military god is full of air waves, and the Triumphs's ultimate treasures and the Yaoshi Military Sword are added, and the aura of the peak of the Five Triumphs is raised to the level of the three disasters, and the invincible Wujun is brave enough to resist the invincible Wujun.

The sword was raised and the war song started. The Great Xia army god stepped forward, and the earth fell apart. When the sword was drawn, it slashed out with one sword. The heaven and earth changed color, and ghosts and gods banned their voices.

“Good come”

Wu Jun shouted loudly, Tianhuang halberd raised, the void stirred, and the bang came forward, and the strong wind and roared, destroying the mountains and cracking stones.

The sword light is fast and the halberd light is strong. The battle is until the mountains collapse and the earth is divided. The ghosts cried and the sky changes. The battle above is brilliant and glorious, making people unable to take their eyes away.

Not far away, Ning Chenjing stood outside the battlefield, watching the battle, and his thoughts kept trembling behind him, ready to unsheath at any time.

"Three styles of the sky, nine evils break the sun!"

The shocking move that appears again, Wu Jun rotates his halberd and gathers his strength, and the infinite evil powers of his body continue to rise, the black air spreads, everything collapses, the move of breaking the sun, ghosts cry and gods howl.

"The army is powerful for thousands of miles"

The ultimate move of the Triumph Marquis’s joint fortune, the sword of the Yaoshi Army raised, the great aura was surging, and the army was unparalleled, which shocked the world.

The extreme move of the banging attack, violent waves surged out, both sides were injured and retreated, one was half a step, and the other was three steps, and the strength was determined.

At this moment, Ning Chen, who had been waiting quietly, finally moved. The water light and shadow stepped to the limit. The figure that came in an instant was unsheathed, and it broke the sea of ​​qi in Wu Jun's chest.

"It's a shame I'm slow."

The breath in front of Wu Jun condensed, the pure white sword was blocked, and his chest was as dangerous as an inch, and it was difficult to move forward any more.

"Scroll of Heaven"

Ning Chen circulated the scroll of the sky, the blue light on the blade bloomed, and the sharp light was extremely sharp, and it went up half an inch.

At the same time, the Triumph Hou Yangdao assisted the powerful and powerful force, killing the country with one stone.

"Quit"

As soon as Wu Jun sniffed, his breath spread all over his body, shocking the person in front of him. Then, the halberd was swept, breaking the power of the sword.

The two of them took a few steps back together, and the Hou of Triumph stomped his feet, stopped his retreat, and his saber held the sky, and his unique skills reappeared.

"The sunset in the long river, glorious shines in the world"

The brilliant armor and the sword of the Yaoshi resonate with each other, and the dazzling light soared into the sky, rising endlessly among the thousands of troops, like a long river, falling into the scorching sun.

Seeing this, Wu Jun's expression subsided, and the peerless fierce soldiers in his hand danced, bursting out with a power that surpassed the world.

"Three Styles of the Heavenly Emperor, Destroying God in Heaven"

The move of killing gods is to kill gods, and the Buddha blocks and destroys Buddhas, and it is unstoppable. The space is hard to bear. Cracks appear, spreading across and across, reaching thousands of miles away.

The two poles were facing each other, and there was a loud bang. Jun and Shen each took several steps, and the corners of their mouths were red.

"Well"

A move that seemed to be indistinguishable from the outcome was decisive due to the difference in the merits. The body of the Triumph Hou shook, and the evil power in his body was difficult to relieve. He vomited blood and dyed the earth of his predecessor red.

Wu Jun's two Qi Sea Body exerted its absolute advantage and forcibly removed the sword energy in its body. However, the moment of attacking and defending also caused a brief shock to the aura. At this moment, the earth rumbling violently, and sword energy rushed out and stabbed Wu Jun.

A beautiful blood-red bloomed, and Wu Jun avoided it. His chest was dyed red. A pure white knife slashed across the brilliant light, breaking towards the former's sea of ​​energy again.

"No, I appreciate you"

Wu Jun grabbed the blade on his chest with his hand, and blood flowed in his palm, dyeing a pure white blade red.
Chapter completed!