Twenty-nine years ago, on a rainy night.

He came from the Ning royal family, which carried countless glories, to the home of an ordinary person surnamed Cao.

As far as the Ning family is concerned, he, Ning Xuanyuan, the imperial son, was really born at the wrong time, obviously ranking first among the nine princes, but he went into exile.

When he was a child, he was not well fed and clothed, and he had to suffer a lot of white eyes, and was shamed by his fellow villagers and neighbors as a wild child that no one wanted.

How tragic are these experiences enough to describe?

However, Ning Xuanyuan really never thought that if he returned to the imperial family, how glorious and admired he would be compared to now? Maybe in the next year, he would become the next emperor of the Ning family.

If there is a day.

Probably no one would have expected that that day, how radiant Yu Ning Xuanyuan would be?!

Or, everybody wanted to see it, but he didn't want to.

Although the Ning royal family is powerful, many people want to be involved with the Ning family, but for Ning Xuanyuan, it is a strange road after all, if he can choose by himself, he would rather live in this life, and the two have nothing to do.

Click!

The memorial square, which is accustomed to decades of wind and rain and burying countless heroic souls, finally couldn't stand the strong fluctuations that erupted around it, and several quartz pillars turned into ashes with a bang.

The endless dust raised is like a wave in the river and sea.

The members of the royal family stationed everywhere all retreated to the rear, while Ning Hetu, who was located under the center of the square, still held his hands behind him, not moving at all.

Yes.

From his appearance, he went to Ning Qingcang and a few people, and then to face Xiang Qing's four super-first-class masters, and he maintained the same posture throughout the whole process.

The biggest action, that is, the breeze is incomprehensible, and stirs the long hair for no reason.

Every strand of hair fell, and the first thing people saw was always that young, merry and indifferent face, and the years were not on his face, scattering the slightest trace.

It's just that his eyes are very bright and very deep.

Rumble!

The fifth defeated angrily threw a punch, and in an instant, the wind, thunder and lightning shook violently, and a huge sound wave rolled up dust, as if to shatter the area.

However.

Ning Hetu just blinked, very indifferent, very casual moves.

The fifth was stunned to see that a bowl-sized scar appeared on his chest, the front and back were transparent, the blood stains bloomed in the blue sky, and the body also retreated hundreds of meters.

The peerless powerhouse of the Fourteen Realms didn't even have the qualifications to get close to him, and before he could punch the hard Chaoning River Diagram, the sky was already stained with blood.

Hiss!

The only remaining Zhou Denghuang and Xiang Li quickly glanced at each other, and the depths of their pupils were already filled with fear and helplessness.

Ning Hetu was twenty meters away, and after losing both hands, he had no intention of going all out and meeting this battle in peak condition.

It stands to reason that the other party is so conceited, the four of them cooperate sincerely with the heart of death, no matter how strong and unfathomable the opponent is, it is enough to eat a pot.

But......

It's so close, but I can't see through this person.

Could it be that this young marshal of the Ning Imperial Family is so terrifying?

At that time, he had been overwhelmed by an entire era, which led to the bleakness of the strong people of his generation, and now, he should have withdrawn from the stage of history a long time ago, he is still strong, and he can push sideways with one hand, in this era, the so-called group of the strongest?

"Can you predict what realm he is in?" The fifth defeat was one step forward, and after approaching Zhou Denghuang and the two, he was full of impatience, as the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, and not being defeated in a hundred battles.

If you can judge the true realm of Ning Hetu, in the later battles, you will be able to target the attack, and you may be able to find out the flaws in one go and kill the other party directly.

However, this inquiry was only exchanged for Zhou Denghuang's silence.

Xiang Li only shook his head like a rattle.

It is conservatively estimated that this young marshal of the Ning family has already surpassed the Sixteen Realms Shenluo Tianzheng, otherwise, Xiang Qing would not have been the first to strike, and he would have been the first to be injured.

"I only have one last trick, I can't live, here. ”

The fifth defeat suddenly became fierce in his eyes, he opened his mouth and spit out a drop of red blood, and in an instant, the mountains and rivers changed, and the sky followed by most of the blood red.

It's horrible.

It was like a rain of blood in the depths of the sky.

The scattered and irregularly flickering light suddenly condensed into a figure hundreds of feet high, wearing a red robe, gray hair, and his eyes slowly opened.

At that moment, the eyes were opened, as if two sharp swords had pierced the sky.

"What is this?"

"The blood sun covers the sky, and the gods descend to earth?"

If it weren't for the fact that the scene was too gloomy and terrifying, and everyone who didn't know the truth really thought that a certain god had descended to earth, he was too tall, and he couldn't see his head when he looked at it from afar.

"Fifth Honglie?"

Ning Hetu also looked up with interest, unlike outsiders, he knew who the other party was, and he knew even more about the status and influence of such a person in the Fifth Imperial Family.

"Young marshal, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

The Baizhang figure looked down on the head, his eyes as big as lanterns, and smiled at Ning Hetu.

Ning Hetu retracted his expression and said in an indifferent tone, "Something?"

"For the sake of an unrelated person who has severed relations with the Ning royal family for more than 20 years, is it unstable to fight to the death with my three royal families?"

"Please also think twice. ”

Ning Hetu smiled and didn't say anything, just rubbing the middle finger of his left hand seemingly boringly.

The tall Fa Xiang, who was the prototype of the former Fifth Imperial Ancestor, was also silent, and after a long time, he added again, "Young Marshal, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, don't lose your identity." ”

The two had a conversation.

Only then did all parties know that the fifth defeat was in a hurry, and they attracted the ancestors of their own clan.

"A person who died in the past also has to try to stop Ben Shuai, so he is not afraid that the last trace of your stay in the world will disappear completely?" Ning Hetu said lightly.

"Aren't you too?"

This......

It seems to be an ordinary dialogue, but it is very profound.

Fifth, Hong Lie's condition is indeed not like a living person, but what does he mean by his sentence, "Aren't you the same?"

Could it be that the young marshal is also ......