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Ning Chen's fists clenched whitely, looking at his friends in the disappearing First Temple, his heart was heavy and abnormal. Apex Novel,

"Let's go, go back"

Prince Yan waved his hand, withdrew the blue and red swords, and spoke.

Ning Chen knew that it would be impossible to bring Ziyi back today no matter what, so he sighed in his heart, turned around and left with him.

The army retreated, retreated to the territory of Great Xia, the third temple of eternal night appeared, and the battle will be variable, and the triumphant Hou looked heavy, and urgently went back to arrange a way to deal with it.

Prince Yan returned, and took the two of them towards the Great Xia Imperial City, and he had not returned for many years, and he finally had to go back to have a look.

The road ahead was so long, Ning Chen had a lot of things on his mind, and his brows were furrowed terribly, Ah Man stretched out his little hand, smoothed the former's frowning brows, and said softly, "It's not good-looking"

Ning Chen suppressed the thoughts in his heart and smiled reluctantly, after all these years, the only thing that has not changed is Ah Man.

The road is difficult, thousands of rivers and mountains, Prince Yan is not in a hurry, A Man is not in a hurry, and Ning Chen is in a hurry.

Unhurried and unhurried pace, moving forward in the wilderness, the simple and noble Tsing Yi dances with the wind, living in the contemporary legend, stunning the ancient and modern.

"Senior" Ning Chen was anxious and spoke again.

"Jing" Prince Yan didn't look back, but just answered calmly and said.

Ning Chen sighed lightly, there was no choice but to continue to follow.

For ten days and ten nights, the three of them walked out of the Western Frontier and into the hinterland of the Central Plains of Great Xia, however, there was still a great distance from the imperial city.

A body of killing karma, hands full of blood, because of Xia Ziyi's demonic matter, Ning Chen was furious, and forcibly suppressed the rebellion of Confucianism and Pranya City with extremely bloody means, however, the most taboo thing on the way to cultivation is to be contaminated with karma, and the original intention is not kept.

Prince Yan could see that Ning Chen was not far from the fourth tribulation, and if the latter went through the fourth tribulation in his current state, failure would only be the only outcome.

On the eleventh day, the ghost aura in front of him protruded, and a red shadow appeared on the road ahead, and the rakshasa appeared, his eyes full of coldness.

"Deal with it, keep up"

Prince Yan said a word, did not stop, and continued to walk forward with Aman.

Ning Chen looked at the ghost girl who suddenly appeared, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The red wedding dress is still bloody, and the delicate and moving face is not covered by red silk, so beautiful that people lose their souls.

Since the farewell of the day, the two met for the first time, and the ghost girl who returned to the body of the Rakshasa became more and more cold and cold, and those who were uncertain would be lost in it in an instant.

Rakshasa is a symbol of the cruelty and viciousness in the underworld, ruthless and murderous, if there is love, a bitter heart tastes itself.

"If I fall into the devil one day, will you be like saving Xia Ziyi's Eternal Night God Cult?" the ghost girl asked.

If you are calm, with a hint of coldness, the Rakshasa is affectionate, but the fate is ruthless, and the unsatisfactory things in the world are eight ~ nine times out of ten, the Rakshasa of the underworld, once she returns to her heart, human nature will gradually disappear, until she ascends to the lord of the underworld.

Rakshasa is evil, good looks but mirrored, although it makes Rakshasa nostalgic, but after all, it can't be kept.

Ning Chen didn't know what the ghost girl's words meant, but he still nodded seriously and responded, "We are friends, and it's incumbent on Ning Chen to do it."

A flash of light flashed in the ghost girl's cold eyes, and she said softly, "It's enough to have your words, if I fall into the devil one day, you don't have to show mercy to your subordinates, the ghost girl is willing, and there will be a period later."

When the words fell, the ghost fog rose again, the red shadow disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Ghost Girl"

Ning Chen stepped forward, but he only touched a trace of residual red, and he could no longer leave the figure in the ghost mist.

On the road ahead, Prince Yan walked forward step by step, without caring about the affairs of the younger generations behind him, whether it was a catastrophe or fate, he always had to experience it himself.

"Aman, he has followed you for ten days, but has he ever felt a sword breath," Prince Yan asked.

Ah Man shook his head and said, "No."

"Heh" Prince Yan didn't ask any more questions and continued to move forward.

Fools, fools, many times, the distinction is not so clear.

If you only talk about intelligence and scheming, it is impossible for ten Amans to add up to one Ning Chen, except for the military advisor of the Beimeng Royal Court in the past, there may not be anyone in the world who can surpass this junior.

It's a pity that being smart doesn't mean being talented, Ning Chen is smart enough, but there are too many obsessions in his heart, and the sword heart is difficult to be clear, if he can't let go, he may not be able to feel the existence of the sword breath in this life.

Behind, Ning Chen followed, because of the ghost girl's matter, the melancholy between his eyebrows deepened.

Ah Man once again reached out to soothe the former's frowning brows, and said softly, "It's not good-looking"

Ning Chen came back to his senses and smiled, but his smile became more and more reluctant.

"Your sword, give it to me," Aman took the former's hand and said.

Ning Chen was stunned, and before he could speak, Ah Man had already put his other hand on his chest.

"I want the one inside"

The sword of knowing fate, the sword of bloodline, the importance is self-evident, but Ah Man has already opened his mouth to ask for it.

Ning Chen had only rejected Ah Man once in his life, and since then, no matter what happened, he never said no again.

This time, too.

"Yes"

Ning Chen didn't hesitate, his right hand flipped over, Zhenyuan urged, and a blood mist filled the sky, and the Knowing Sword slowly rose and reappeared in the world.

On the cyan sword's body, the blood-colored lines are vertical and horizontal, and the dazzling blood light flows, just like a real life, which is extremely extraordinary.

Ah Man took the sword, and the next moment, he knew his fate and chose the master again.

The two have a common bloodline, and there is no problem of blood rejection, and after a while, the blood light dissipates and all converges.

Ning Chen's expression was slightly pale, and he lost the Sword of Destiny, and his aura weakened a lot.

In the next few days, the pace of the three of them became even slower, and Prince Yan gave Ning Chen time to recover from his injuries, and if he lost his sword, no matter who he was, it was impossible for him to recover quickly in a day or two.

Fortunately, Ning Chen's foundation is extraordinary, and he has Feng blood to protect his body, and after five days of recovery, he is generally fine.

"Boom"

Just as the three of them continued to hurry, the eastern sky suddenly dimmed, thundered, and trembled for nine days.

Ning Chen's expression was shocked, and he could see at a glance that the place where the thunder had descended was in the direction of Feather Valley.

Feather Valley, thunder roared for nine days, the realm lord was in Shenzhou, and the reappeared four poles realm lord, the breath was better than before, and his face was much younger than in the past, and the power was pressed, and it was earth-shattering.

At this moment, the innate powerhouses of the entire land of Shenzhou felt this unshakable aura and looked shocked.

"Oh"

In the third hall of the Eternal Night God Sect, a soft sound came out, obviously a little surprised by this sudden change.

"The land of China, hehe"

The smile of understatement is getting bigger and bigger, the arrogance of the strongest, no one can question it, and Shenzhou is crying, which seems to herald a greater catastrophe.

"How so"

Ning Chen's fists clenched to the ground, his eyes looked at the figure in the distant sky, and his heart felt powerless.

There is the strongest Lord of the Three Halls of the Eternal Night God Sect in the west, and the Lord of the Four Extremes Realm who has been reborn in the east, this time, what else can he do.

At the same time, the five martial marquis from all sides of Great Xia all felt something, and their eyes were unprecedentedly solemn and resolute, and the thousand-year-old Great Xia must not have an accident in their generation.

The strange oppression, so heavy, spread across the eastern sky, and suddenly, a white memory flashed in Ning Chen's heart, and it became clearer and clearer.

The faint breath, although not too obvious, is not unfelt, and the white giant cocoon found in the Lingchuan Misty Valley has a similar oppressive force.

Ning Chen's expression sank, if this was the case, it would be really bad.

He hadn't found a way to deal with the white mist insect tide, and the last time he had time to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, he didn't expect to leave such a big disaster.

"Let's go, continue on our way," Prince Yan said calmly, and then continued to move forward.

"Senior" Ning Chen could no longer settle down, and said urgently.

"Meditation" Prince Yan was unmoved and said lightly.

Ning Chen was anxious, but there was no way, he followed behind, and patiently hurried step by step.

After more than ten days, the three of them finally walked to the Imperial City of Great Xia, after the Confucianism Rebellion, all the forbidden troops in the imperial city were mobilized, and a commander of the forbidden army was shocked after seeing the figure of Tsing Yi who came over, and immediately knelt down.

"Meet Prince Yan"

The soldiers in the rear, when they saw the commander saluting, were shocked, and then knelt down and saluted respectfully.

"Meet Prince Yan"

The Seven Kings had an accident, the Xia Emperor fell into the devil, the royal blood of Great Xia was almost wiped out, and now the most legendary prince of Great Xia has finally returned.

"Get Up"

Prince Yan stepped forward without stopping, all the way in the direction of the palace.

Ning Chen and Ah Man walked behind and went together.

Prince Yan returned, the Great Xia Palace, one by one the soldiers knelt on the ground to greet each other, the legend of Great Xia, the end of the dynasty.

In the center of the palace, the Heavenly Oracle Palace, which once represented the glory of Great Xia, had disappeared, and Prince Yan took a look at it, and then walked towards Weiyang Palace.

After Xia Ziyi became a demon, the only bloodline of the royal family was only Chi'er, who was less than four years old, and the political affairs of the court and China could only be sent to Weiyang Palace to ask the eldest grandson who was still on the sickbed to decide.

The warnings of Confucianism and Pranya City are vivid, and after seeing such bloody methods of the Marquis of Zhiming, the ministers of the court and the central government are much more stable, and no one dares to touch their moldy heads at this time.

The guilt of the Confucian sect was investigated by the Taili Division, and it was reported to the world, and even the poisoning of the kings is now conclusively evidenced, and there is no room for any quibbles.

Tailisi's method of extorting confessions is the best in the world, and the secret room of torture has almost become a forbidden place for the entire Tailisi to talk about.

Taili Si asked everything he wanted to know from the commander of the soldiers, and he confirmed the crime of Confucian rebellion.

The most important thing is that in this special period, anyone who wants to make a living must carefully weigh whether it is their own fate or the ruthlessness of knowing their fate.

The destruction of Confucianism, the city of Prajna was almost slaughtered, this is not a dream, but a real thing, this is the bloodiest counterinsurgency in the thousand years of Great Xia, there is no one.

In Weiyang Palace, Prince Yan came over with the two juniors, and Lime stepped forward to greet him, and then led Aman aside, leaving the space for the three of them to talk.

Ning Chen looked at his eldest grandson sitting on the sickbed, a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes, the mother who had worked hard to protect him was really old.

The vaguely beautiful face, more haggard and tired, and the successive blows made the eldest grandson's already not too good body finally difficult to support, and he became weaker and weaker.

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