The night was long, and in the prince's mansion, the plain-clothed figure looked at the east and waited quietly.

In the sky, the light of dawn gradually dispelled the darkness, the first rays of morning light sprinkled the color of the earth, and above the void, the demonic energy surged, and the intensity was amazing.

Here it comes!

Ning Chen's expression was slightly condensed, looking at the sky, and finally waiting.

"The thirteenth prince obeyed the order. ”

On the void, a powerful aura walked out, holding the imperial decree, and said, "The Demon Emperor has a decree to order the Thirteen Princes to go to the northern battlefield immediately to assist Prince Xuankong in resisting the Wu Clan's army. ”

"Yes!"

Ning Chen saluted respectfully.

"Also. ”

The herald looked at the thirteenth prince in front of him, and said with a solemn expression, "His Royal Highness the Prince, the two demon emperors have decreed that His Royal Highness is fully responsible for the important task of peace talks, this is the Demon Emperor order of the Seven Yao Demon Emperors, if necessary, His Royal Highness can directly talk to the two demon emperors." ”

"The minister took the order. ”

Ning Chen stretched out his hand to take the Demon Emperor's order and said in a deep voice.

"Qianfu Po, come out"

The imperial decree was issued, and the herald looked at the void in front of him and spoke.

When the words fell, the void twisted violently, and an illusory shadow appeared, with a girlish appearance, a plump body, and streamers flying all over her body, floating in the air, beautiful and intoxicating.

"From today onwards, you are responsible for the safety of the Thirteenth Highness, understand?"

"Yes!"

The girl saluted and said.

Gandharva?

When Ning Chen heard this, his expression was unconsciously shocked, the eight heavenly demons in ancient mythology, they were still alive?

He had heard that a long time ago, the Heavenly Demon Imperial Clan had eight Dharma protectors, and their strength was extremely powerful, and they were sealed by the eight tribes, and they were famous.

However, in ancient times, the eight tribes fell one after another in the battle with the Outer Heaven Human Race, and none of them survived.

If the legend is true, then how do the eight people in front of us explain it?

"Your Highness Thirteen, time is pressing, let's leave as soon as possible. ”

In the void, the herald reminded him, and the figure melted into the void and disappeared.

Ning Chen came back to his senses, his eyes looked into the distance, and a touch of condensation flashed.

"Your Highness, please. ”

The girl-like Gandapo opened her mouth and said calmly.

Ning Chen nodded and walked towards the outside of the mansion.

In the rear, the collapsed palace was in shambles, and the door of the palace was closed, hiding everything from view.

On the northbound road, the two figures galloped away one after the other, and the speed was beyond imagination.

Ning Chen didn't leave his hand, and the laws of space around him flowed, close to the end of the world, and hundreds of miles away in an instant.

In the back, the girl stepped lightly, followed calmly, and did not have a trace of struggle.

Ahead, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped on his feet, a few points faster.

Under the morning sun, the two extremely fast people, one after the other, swept by, like two meteors, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Half a day later, on the northern territory, the speed of the two slowed down, Ning Chen stopped, looked at the girl behind him, and said, "How many people are left in the Eight Heavenly Demon Divisions now?"

"Since it is called the Eight Tribes, it is naturally eight people. Gandharva replied.

"According to ancient legends, all the eight tribes were killed in battle, is this true or false?" Ning Chen said with a solemn expression.

"Really!"

Gandharpo said calmly, "However, we have been resurrected again. ”

"Huh?"

When Ning Chen heard this, his brows furrowed, resurrection, how could it be possible?

In this world, no one knows better than him how difficult, if not impossible, it is to bring people back to life.

Except for the Creation God of the Seven Peerless Heavenly Realms, he had never heard of anyone who could create life.

"Your Highness, is there anything else you want to ask, if not, just keep going. Gandharva said indifferently.

"Yes, one last question. ”

The corners of Ning Chen's mouth curved slightly, looked at the former's flat chest, and smiled, "Are you a woman or a man?"

According to the legend, there is no woman in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Demons, but the person in front of him, which really makes people believe that it is a man.

When Ganda Po heard this, anger flashed in her eyes, and she didn't answer, but she stepped over and hurried forward.

Ning Chen sneered, didn't delay any longer, and chased after him.

In the northern territory, the war continued, and the Wu army went all the way south, menacing, and the heavenly demon army was unstoppable, retreating thousands of miles for a while.

The devastation caused by the war can be seen everywhere, and countless people in the Demon Domain have been displaced and homeless.

War, whether it is good or evil, it is always the people who suffer, and it will always be the people.

In front of the Wu army, the twelve witch queens stood in the air, pressing step by step, capturing one city after another.

Emperor Gou ordered that regardless of the gains and losses of a city, they should advance as quickly as possible and reach the hinterland of the Primordial Demon Domain as soon as possible.

Three thousand miles away, the demon clouds were rolling, and in front of the army of 80,000 heavenly demons, the fifth prince of the heavenly demons, Xuankong, stood between heaven and earth, and looked at the twelve witches in the distance, his expression became more and more heavy.

The combat power of the Wu army is extraordinary, and the strength of the Twelve Witch Queens is even more than imagined, and this war is becoming more and more difficult.

Just when the two armies were about to clash again, in front of the Heavenly Demon Army, a beautiful shadow appeared, and the powerful demonic qi surged, attracting people's attention.

At the same time, on the ground below, a plain figure walked out, with a fierce sword aura, which could divide heaven and earth.

"The thirteenth prince, and, Gandapo!"

Seeing the two of them, Xuankong's expression was slightly condensed, and the eight tribes, they even went out.

"I've seen Uncle Five. ”

On the earth, Ning Chen looked at the figure in the sky and saluted respectfully.

"No need to be polite. ”

Xuankong said in a condensed voice, "Did the two Demon Emperors send you here?"

"Hmm"

Ning Chen nodded and said, "In this battle, it's better to let the nephew go into battle." ”

Xuankong looked at the young man below, and after a moment, he spoke, "The Twelve Witch Queens are all powerhouses above the middle and late stages of the King Realm, are you sure?"

"It's not easy to win, it's not hard to delay. Ning Chen replied.

Hearing this, Xuankong thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay, the first formation, you will come first." ”

"Thank you, Fifth Uncle. ”

Ning Chen thanked him, stepped on his footsteps, and swept forward.

In the void, Gandharva's brows furrowed without leaving a trace, and she stepped forward to follow.

This thirteenth prince is really asking for trouble, and he wants to ask for war as soon as he comes.

"Wait. ”

In front of the Heavenly Demon Army, Xuankong looked at the eight tribes in front of him who looked like a girl, and spoke.

Gandharpo stopped, looked back at the Fifth Prince of the Heavenly Demon, and said calmly, "What does the prince command?"

"Eight people, how many people have awakened?" Xuankong said in a deep voice.

"At the moment, I'm alone. ”

Gandhara said calmly, didn't say anything more, turned around and chased after him.

On the battlefield of the two armies, the Heavenly Demon Prince invited to fight, and his sword aura penetrated the sky and the earth, and the sword light that rose into the air was criss-crossed and dazzling.

In front of the Wu army, the twelve witch queens stopped, looking at the young figures on the ground in front of them, and their eyes flashed with different colors.

Such a powerful sword qi, this person should be the thirteenth prince of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Family.

The two sword masters of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Family, a fourth prince, the first sword in the world, and Xuan Qi are far away in the southeast battlefield, and it is impossible to appear here.

The other is the disciple of the Nine Demon Emperor, the thirteenth prince of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Family.

"Come on. ”

Among the twelve witches, a woman in green walked out and said softly.

"Be careful. ”

Not far away, another witch queen reminded, "Although this Heavenly Demon Thirteenth Prince's cultivation is not high, his sword attainments are rare in ancient and modern times, so don't underestimate the enemy." ”

"I understand"

The green-clothed witch queen nodded, and her figure freed up, sweeping towards the battlefield ahead.

In the battlefield, Ning Chen stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal, constantly converging.

The scarlet feather witch queen's expression was slightly condensed, her slender hand was weakly held, and a long green silk appeared, three zhang long, soft as a snake's body.

In an instant, Ning Chen swung his sword, and between heaven and earth, ten thousand swords were displayed, directly sweeping the front of the witch queen.

The Scarlet Feather Witch Queen waved her long silk, and the green light was magnificent, and a huge whirlpool appeared, blocking the ten thousand swords.

The sword qi and the long silk collided, and the confrontation between the rigid and the soft, the ten thousand swords did not enter the whirlpool, did not set off any waves, and disappeared invisibly.

In the sky, when Ganda Po saw this, a flash of condensation flashed in her eyes, trouble, this witch queen who went out to fight, the move was just to restrain the thirteen princes.

In front of the Heavenly Demon Army, Prince Xuankong also saw the unfavorable situation in front of him, and his expression froze.

The twelve witch queens of the witch clan have their own strengths, this is the most difficult place to deal with, no matter who on their side fights, the twelve witch queens can basically find a way to restrain them.

Between the two thoughts, in the battlefield of the two armies, the sword light rose again, and Ning Chen stepped forward, bullying the woman in front of him.

The Scarlet Feather Witch Queen stared, raised her hand to lead the Yuan, and between the heavens and the earth, the aura converged, and a majestic palm broke out of the air.

Ning Chen swung his sword and shook the former's palm power, and with a bang, the figure withdrew from the hundredfold.

A hundred zhang away, Ning Chen landed, stepped on his footsteps, and turned back.

A sword broke through the air, preemptively, and the sword aura was majestic, destroying and decaying.

The body of the Scarlet Feather Witch Queen is as motionless as a mountain, and the long silk is wielded, overcoming the rigidity with softness and dissolving the sword qi.

Suddenly, the Scarlet Feather Witch Queen's expression changed, her figure flashed, and she withdrew dozens of feet away.

But seeing that in the long aya, nine ghostly lights followed like a shadow, and quickly caught up.

"That's?"

In front of the army of the witch clan, the eleven witch queens' expressions sank, and the nine demon emperors' mystical explanations and nine changes?

Mysterious understanding of the present world, endless killing opportunities, the figure of the Scarlet Feather Witch Queen swept away, avoiding one killing ghost light after another, and the danger was full of dangers.

Zhirou Changaya, in the face of the unpredictable mystical nine changes, lost the restraint effect of the talent, and the power was greatly reduced.

On the earth, Ning Chen's footsteps stepped over, and the figure swept out again, and the upside-down water moon sword qi in his hand rose, breaking the sky with a sword.

Thousands of feet of turbulence, the sky and the earth were divided, and I saw a huge crack appear in the sky above the battlefield, which shocked people's hearts.

The sword qi broke through the air, the expression of the scarlet feather witch queen changed, and the body was raised to the limit, and the long silk coiled heavily, blocking in front of him.

With a bang, the heavens and the earth rumbled and shook, the sword qi shook Chang Aya, and the sword power quickly dissipated.

At the same time, on the void, nine rays of ghostly light swept again, and the nine changes condensed, turned into a sharp sword, and slashed at the woman in front of him again.

With a bang, the nine changes broke the long silk, and the sword qi penetrated the body, bringing out a waterfall of brilliant blood flowers.

At the moment of crisis, in front of the Wu army, a white-clothed figure swept out, and in an instant, swept to the battlefield.

A palm that shook the heavens and the earth, broke through the sky and the sea, and the power was even more powerful than that of the Scarlet Feather Witch, and slapped towards the fate to stop the battle between the two.

At this moment, above the void, the figure of Gandapo disappeared, swept into the battlefield, and slapped out with the same palm, meeting the palm power of the white-clothed witch.