It should be thankful that she escaped from death, and she was out of the holy weapon, and the blue sky on her head relaxed the tight heart of the dark shadow, but the words of the dark fragrance made her instantly cold from head to toe, Cang Yu, that man is also here.

As the opponent of the second princess, the eldest princess naturally pays too little attention to this new doorman who has joined the second princess. But the result made her a little frightened. That man's force was too strong, and the three disciples under his command died directly in his hands.

According to his estimates, that man's force should not be under Dacheng, or even stronger. The thought of his age made the Shadow tremble.

The little divine dragon held her cold little hand with his big hand, and said softly: "Cang Yu, I have fought with him a long time ago, and I was defeated in his hands back then, but now the divine weapon in my hands has evolved again, and I will meet him again and the outcome is unknown." Besides, do you really think he has what it takes to deal with me?"

As soon as the little dragon's words fell, an explosion suddenly sounded in the void.

"Little Shenlong, fight. A voice hurried, and a vast cloud of force fell from the void.

The little divine dragon squinted his eyes, the purple gold divine stick in his hand stepped back a little, and the whole person stepped into the void, with his lightning speed, gradually his figure could no longer be seen in the void, and all everyone saw was a fiery red energy mass constantly flickering.

Exhaling and opening the sound, the sound was like thunder rolling, overwhelming the world, the body of the little divine dragon began to rotate in the void, nine times in a row, the eyes of the little divine dragon crossed a most gorgeous brilliance, and the purple gold divine stick in his hand took off his hand and turned into a flying hong.

That bright brilliance directly submerged the heavens and the earth, and the brilliance of a moment turned into the sharpest killing machine.

And when the light came into contact with the energy, a muffled grunt came.

Then the Purple Gold Divine Stick paused, and the momentum exploded, and it slammed towards the mass of energy again.

Yes!

A terrible scream was heard, and a white figure fell from the void.

"It's not good, it's Cangyu. Dark Xiang's face changed drastically, she knew the strength of Cang Yu Dao, and she also knew that he had the holy weapon Gu Ding in his hand. But such a person was so defeated.

Lupine scarf, wearing a green shirt, the handsome and extraordinary blue sky stepped out of the void.

He glanced at Xiao Shenlong and said, "Ji Lu failed to draw, go." ”

The little divine dragon glanced at the direction of the imperial city with fear, gritted his teeth, and said unwillingly: "Go." ”

"How can it be so easy to leave?" said Dark Fragrance hurriedly, "Set up the formation." ”

"Do you just think you have a holy weapon in your hand?" Qingtian said coldly. With a wave of his hand, an ancient Gu Ding appeared in his hand.

Reciting the incantation, thousands of heavy rui qi flowed from it, each of which could shatter the heavens and the earth, and at the same time, the fluctuations from the soul level hit the bottom of their hearts heavily, and the luck began to suppress.

The faces of the three thousand soldiers changed in unison, that is, the three of them had already left.

"Night King, I know that you are waiting, one day you will understand who is strong between the Terrans and the Blue-Eyed Clan?"

All the monks looked up, wondering who was so bold as to call out the king of the Dark Demon Clan.

And in the depths of the palace, a figure was cultivating cross-legged, and when he heard this, he opened his eyes, his eyes were like electricity, and he said lightly: "Then I will wait for that day to come." The voice was not angry and self-threatening, and as his voice spread, a huge True Yuan Wave rushed directly out of the Nine Clouds, pushing a huge birth day away.

Cang Yu, who was seriously injured, changed his face fiercely, although it was because of his existence that he forced the little divine dragon just now, Qingtian did not dare to kill himself. But that doesn't mean he's satisfied with his safety. His words were not so much for Qingtian as for himself.

If they can't show the corresponding sincerity or say that they don't have much use value, then they can give up on themselves at any time.

It's just that the three of them don't know what to do, and the old night king looks at the celestial phenomena, looking at the chess game of heaven and earth, and the general trend of heaven and earth. There was a look of unbearability on his face, and after a long time, he sighed deeply and said, "Is it really inevitable that the Great War of the Ten Thousand Races will be avoidable? Immortal, immortal, can it really be immortal?"

When his eyes closed and his divine light converged, the stars that had just been pushed away by it suddenly passed along the same path at a faster speed.

"The general trend of heaven and earth is beyond the power of manpower. Master, do you want to continue to be silent?" A figure stepped out of his shadow, and it was a slender and tall young man.

It was a handsome face without the slightest blemish, a pair of eyes that shone like jewels and were shining like jewels embedded under the thick eyebrows, and the broad forehead showed wisdom beyond ordinary people, and there was a melancholy expression in the silence that could move anyone, but it made people feel that the depth of the emotion was still elusive, and with his even and graceful body and the posture of the Yuanting Yuezhi, he did have the intoxicating demeanor of a top master in the world.

The old man didn't open his eyes, and said lightly, "Then what should you do?"

"The Heavenly Demon Clan is eyeing each other, and the Demon Spirit Clan has 38,000 races, and they must move towards unification. After so many years of conquest, now there are only the power of the three major royal clans and the power of dozens of hidden worlds, and the patriarch of the Heavenly Demon Clan is a peerless hero, and he will not give up this grand plan. The young man said.

"Dark Night, do you know why I want to take you as an heir?" the old man opened his eyes, and there was a look of wisdom in his eyes.

"I don't know. The young man thought for a moment and replied.

"Get on your knees. The old man snorted coldly, and the terrible pressure was immediately overwhelmed.

The young man's face turned pale and he obediently knelt in front of his master.

"We have only one name, and that is Night, and that name will live on. This is the biggest secret of our Dark Demon Clan. The reason why I chose you back then was because of your outspokenness, but I didn't expect you to cringe now and start thinking about fame and fortune. The old man's voice was like a piercing steel knife, and it was engraved in his heart.

"Master, I was wrong. The young man said respectfully.

"I hope you really remember, or I wouldn't mind choosing a new heir from among them. The old man squinted his eyes and said.

Dark Night's shoulders shook, his head on the ground, and he didn't speak.

The King of the Night had two sons and three daughters. It's just that no one knows the whereabouts of the second prince, it's just that how can they know the Dao, and the battle outside is bloody, in fact, the throne has long been determined. That is the Dark Star, the second son of the Night King, which is now the Night.