In the air bubble of the Troll Clan, the young king of a certain vein of the Troll Clan had already repaired his injuries, and once again led nearly a thousand elites to entrench near the boundary wall, waiting for the opening of the first stage of the world barrier.

It's just that this time is different from the last time, this young king of the troll clan is also surrounded by a younger and stronger clan, his identity seems to be extremely noble, and even the young king of the troll clan has to give him three points.

At this moment, the young king of the troll clan sat behind the mysterious clan, his eyes closed and his expression gloomy. Not long ago, he suffered a big loss in the hands of Emperor Ningren, not only all the elites under his command died, but even he, the king, was hit hard and almost wiped out, as for the mysterious phalanges in his hands, the existence of a forbidden magic weapon, was swallowed by the half of the mysterious stone tablet in the hands of Emperor Ningren.

Whenever he thought of these past events, his face couldn't help but twist, this defeat had become the biggest stain on his life, making him almost unable to raise his head among the younger generation of the troll clan.

Although he was not punished after dragging his seriously injured body back to the troll clan, he clearly felt how disappointed the old god king was when he gave him the forbidden magic weapon of his finger bones.

He knew that from now on, he would gradually be marginalized and would no longer be able to gain the attention of the Troll Ancestors. To be precise, his life is over. Even if he encounters a great opportunity in the future and raises his strength to the level of a god or even a god general, he will not be trusted.

Just like now, this time, the Holy Son of the Troll Clan, Pantian, came in person, and he, the leader of the younger generation, directly became a foil. His status in the hearts of many ancestors has plummeted.

And everything is given by Bai Ningchuan!

Ning Chuan's existence has become his inner demon, and it has become the biggest obstacle to his ascension to the realm, if he can't get rid of this kid, I'm afraid that his cultivation in this life will stop there, and he will fall into the endless abyss of despair.

"Poof......

Thinking about it, the king of the troll clan suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the demon in his heart became more and more serious, and now, it has almost become a thorn in his flesh, hindering him from improving his cultivation at all times.

"Ning Chuan, I must wipe you out and refine your soul for thousands of years!" The king of the troll clan roared in his heart, his face hideous, like a devil who chooses people to devour.

Swish......

At this moment, in the Heavenly Demon Sea outside the bubbles, a sword light suddenly attacked. When it flew to the troll clan, it stopped outside the air bubble, and a figure jumped down from the flying sword, arched his hand at the pan man in the cheongsam, and said respectfully: "Young master Pan Man, Pan Tian Holy Son, according to the news obtained by his subordinates, the Ning Ren Emperor has been wiped out by dozens of forbidden race divine envoys, that battle was very tragic, one or twenty divine envoys were wiped out, Ning Renhuang was forced to self-detonate, and even the half of the mysterious stone tablet in his hand was exploded into pieces......

"What?"

Pan Man stood up suddenly, because he was too excited, he couldn't control his strength, and the ground in a radius of thousands of feet was suddenly trampled by him.

At this moment, he was surprised in his heart, hearty after revenge, and even regret and unwillingness.

This human bug that he hated so much, in the end, did not die in his hands, which was simply unbearable for Pan Man.

"Are you sure the news is true?" Pan Man couldn't believe it, all this must have been added, Ning Chuan's worm had to die in his hands.

Although the subordinates had low strength and did not dare to get too close to the Seven Star Peak, the Great Heavenly Venerable Realm energy that erupted there, as well as the earth-shattering scene when Ning Chuan exploded, his subordinates saw it really clearly. In addition, the seven main peaks of the Seven Star Peak have been razed to the ground by the terrifying energy......"

"Dead...... It's really dead......" Pan Man's eyes showed a blank look, the human insect he had always dreamed of erasing with his own hands was actually gone, and his inner demons seemed to be worn out in an instant, and at this moment he suddenly felt a little confused.

"Panman, your mood has been too unstable recently, just a bed bug of the human race, it can actually become your heart demon! That person is dead, don't care too much, in the future, you are qualified to become a god or even a god general, don't trip over a small stone!"

The Holy Son of the Troll Clan, Pan Tian, suddenly spoke, he seemed to be the son of the sky, every time a word fell, there was endless pitch-black demonic energy tumbling, condensing a pitch-black lotus, mysterious and weird.

And in Pan Man's ears, Pan Tian's words were like a flood of bells and rivers, making his confused heart gradually clear. He was shocked, was this the gap between him and the Son?

"Remind me more, I will definitely work hard!" Pan Man took a deep breath, retracting his pride and arrogance as a proud figure.

Pantian Holy Son nodded and said nothing more.

The troll clan's air bubble suddenly returned to silence, and the troll servant outside the bubble arched his hand and retreated silently, continuing to inquire about the news.

And at the same time, in the bubble of time where the twelve forbidden races such as the Heavenly Crocodile Clan, the War God Clan, and the Tianpeng Clan were located, the twelve Holy Sons looked at the picture in the Shadow Stone, and they just smiled faintly, not too gaffe.

"It's just an ant, it's dead and it's dead, it's not a big deal!"

"When all the divine envoys set off for the Seven Star Peak in the Northern Regions, it was doomed that Ning Chuan must die!"

"That's expected!"

Many holy sons did not express their position too much, in their eyes, Ning Chuan was just a worm, maybe he could be respected in the human world, but in the eyes of these holy sons of these forbidden races, they were weak and pitiful, and they didn't even have the interest of crushing.

Of course, the reaction of the Holy Sons of the Flame Demon Clan was much greater than that of these Holy Sons.

"Yan San, oh, it turned out to be him!" The Holy Son of the Yan Demon Clan was stunned for a moment, and after a moment he remembered who Yan San was, and at that time, one of the weakest servants under his command was not long ago used as a divine envoy by him and sent to the Seven Star Peak in the Northern Regions to participate in the party.

In the picture recorded by the Lingering Stone, Yan San was simply not afraid of death, and he was extremely brave, although he only had nine levels of the Divine Realm, but he was not afraid under the pressure of the breath of Ningchuan Xiaotianzun Realm, and rushed forward all the way with the Great Tianzun rune paper in his hand, and then gave Ningchuan a fatal blow.

It was precisely because of this blow that Ning Chuan fell into the abyss of no return, and under that blow, he disrupted all the proportions of Ning Chuan, making him fall into a state of detachment, and then he was forced into the abyss of self-explosion by other Great Heavenly Venerable runes.

"It's not bad, it's worth cultivating!" The Holy Son of the Flame Demon Clan pondered for a moment, deciding that when the time was right, he would give this kid a transformation.

But he would never have imagined that the real Yan San had already turned into a corpse. And the real Ning Chuan has become his subordinate, and he will meet him soon......

Ning Chuan's death did not make much waves among the forbidden races. Even those forbidden races that had lost their divine envoys, after learning the news of Ning Chuan's death through special channels, only discussed a few words casually, and then completely stopped moving. For them, whether it was Ning Chuan or those dead divine envoys, they were all insignificant, as cheap as ants.

But in the Terran world, the news caused an uproar.

"How could it be? How could Emperor Ning Ren die? Fake, all this is absolutely fake!" In the hidden place of the Qilin Imperial Family, Huang Zhantian's eyes were bloody, and he couldn't accept this fact at all. In his opinion, Ning Chuan is the hope and future of the human world, and he was born with the luck of heaven and earth, how could he die easily.

"This must be fake, it is the fake news deliberately released by those forbidden races, and they want to hit the belief of the creatures in this world!" "The Nine Heavens Xuan Turtle Imperial Clan's hidden place, humpled in color, and his face was extremely pale. He knew very well in his heart that these words were just self-comfort, and those pictures that circulated could never be fake.

Dozens of divine envoys, almost all of them activated the Great Heavenly Venerable Rune Paper in their hands, it was a force that was enough to destroy heaven and earth, and Ning Chuan had absolutely no chance of surviving......

The news of Ningchuan's fall eventually spread throughout the world, and for a while, endless creatures wailed and wept bitterly. They lamented the injustice of heaven, felt sorry for Ning Chuan, and felt sad. In just a few days, whether it is the Northern Regions, Nanling, or Sky City, countless creatures have come out of the hidden place and spontaneously mourn for Emperor Ningren.

For such a result, Ning Chuan, who was hidden somewhere in the Northern Regions and called himself Yan San, did not expect it at all. He didn't expect that he would have such a high status among the endless beings.

For several days in a row, he saw countless living beings paying tribute to him, which made him very unbearable, and he almost took off his disguise and told everyone with his true face that I am not dead yet.

But in the end, he resisted the urge.

Next, he will use the identity of Yan San to do some earth-shattering things.

A few days later, the turmoil caused by the fall of Ningchuan finally gradually subsided, and the entire Terran world began to fall into the abyss of despair, even the Ningren Emperor died at the hands of the forbidden race, once these extraterritorial races came, who else could stop them?

Of course, they didn't know that a Flame Demon Clan Divine Envoy named Yan San had already embarked on a journey at this moment, drawing the sword of justice in his hand with an identity and means that others could not imagine, and slashing at many forbidden races.

After a few days of refinement and careful consideration, Ning Chuan made the Wind Demon Clan his first target. The reason is very simple and reasonable, when many divine envoys besieged Emperor Ningren before, the divine envoy of the Wind Demon Clan actually secretly yin him Yan Sanyi, almost making him disappear in the self-explosion of Emperor Ningren.

For this reason, it's worth Yan San to come to the door to ask for an explanation!

Therefore, Ning Chuan didn't say a word, and went straight to the air bubble where the Wind Demon Clan was. He stood outside the air bubble and shouted at the many strong men of the Wind Demon Clan: "Fellow Daoists of the Wind Demon Clan, you owe me Yan San a statement, your divine envoy yin me when he besieged Emperor Ningren, and the divine envoy who harmed me almost died, you must compensate me today!"

Hearing this, many cultivators of the Wind Demon Clan were stunned for a moment, I'm afraid this kid is not an idiot, right?