In the dark night, in the majestic and majestic Three Emperors Palace, Ning Chen looked at the first seat of the Three Emperors in front of him and walked up.

Kunyi Demon Emperor, the real emperor of the demon clan, combines the luck of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Family, the most powerful imperial supreme in the primordial demon realm, even if the two demon emperors of Qiyao and Eight Desolations are inferior.

Under the throne, Ning Chen looked at the throne high above, and the pace of moving forward became more and more difficult.

Just one throne has an amazing oppressive power, and Kun Yi, the most powerful emperor in the world, is unfathomable.

The ability to mend the heavens, how terrifying, far surpasses other emperors in the world, and now that the first emperor of the demon clan is not there, he has given Zhiming the only chance to set foot here.

Around the throne, the purple-black luck is swirling, the imperial power is pervasive, and the stronger it is, the closer it is, the more unbearable it is.

Knowing his fate, the son of doom in the world, he has been fighting endlessly all his life, and his hands are stained with the blood of the people of the world, whether it is in the realm, outside the realm, or in the primordial demon realm, there is no exception.

However, after experiencing the pain and suffering that ordinary people cannot experience in a lifetime, the tenacity of knowing one's destiny has also reached a terrifying point, even if the monstrous emperor is powerful, he cannot stop the pace of knowing one's destiny.

Under the emperor's majesty, Ning Chen's body began to crack, blood oozed out, and his clothes were dyed red.

The pain was so clear, but Ning Chen didn't seem to realize it, and his firm belief never wavered for a moment.

The only palace in the world that is not guarded by guards, because under the emperor, no one can enter, even if the king realm is strong, he will be defeated.

Ning Chen's body, the distance between time and space was distorted, and under the emperor's authority, even the laws of time and space gradually withered.

Step by step, difficult and strening, as if a portrayal of a lifetime, Ning Chen clasped his hands tightly and ascended to the sky step by step.

At this moment, the Kunyi Demon Emperor, who was far away at the end of the extreme east, felt that his consciousness gradually recovered, his eyes opened, and he looked in the direction of the Three Emperors City.

Someone has entered the palace, who is it?

Aside from Qiyao and Eight Desolations, can anyone else get to that position?

The emperor who mended the heavens, his consciousness revived for a short time, and after a few breaths, his eyes closed, and he fell into a tired sleep again.

In the Three Imperial City, in the palace of Kun Yi Emperor, under the authority of the monstrous emperor, Ning Chen ascended to the sky step by step, getting closer and closer to the throne.

Around the throne, the purple-black heavenly demons were full of luck, and the imperial power was getting stronger and stronger, forcing people to go crazy.

"Boom"

Seeing that the throne was close at hand, suddenly, in the void, the swirling heavenly demon qi turned into substance, and under the pressure of the majestic and endless imperial power, suddenly, the main hall began to shake, and under the huge pressure, layers of stone steps began to crack and turn into powder.

Behind Ning Chen, the stone steps were stained with blood, so dazzling, if he wanted to do great things, he was burdened.

The last stone staircase was in front of him, and Ning Chen stepped forward, looking at the throne in front of him, and the light flashed in his eyes.

"Drink!"

The success was imminent, Ning Chen had no time to worry about his whereabouts being exposed, and with a deep sigh, all the strength around his body exploded.

The green tripod appeared, and under the urging of the demonic qi, the indestructible Eastern Immortal Realm heavy weapon emitted a faint glowing green light, and the next moment, the green tripod smashed down and crashed into the throne in front of him.

The immortal weapon and the throne collided, only to hear an extremely terrifying loud noise, and the purple-black qi luck that lingered around the throne was directly dispersed, losing the protection of qi luck, and the throne cracked along the middle bump road.

The amazing scene, the first seat of the Three Emperors that was indestructible by the divine soldiers was actually a big crack in the Dao under the impact of a broken green tripod.

After the blow, Ning Chen picked up the green tripod again and smashed it down.

The terrifying aftershocks of the collision came, and Ning Chen's right arm was almost paralyzed, and he took another half step back to stabilize his body.

On the throne, the crack became deeper and deeper, the shaking did not stop, and the green tripod smashed down again.

Bang!

In the earth-shattering tremor, the devastated throne finally could no longer bear it and collapsed.

The destroyed throne was torn apart, and suddenly, an earth-shattering dragon roar came out, and under the collapsed throne, a five-clawed golden dragon rose into the sky, and the dragon's might was shocking.

The completely different imperial power is completely different from the demon emperor, but it is equally powerful, and the heaviness is suffocating.

"Dragon Qi!"

Ning Chen looked at the five-clawed golden dragon hovering in the void, his eyes narrowed, under the throne of the Kunyi Demon Emperor, he actually suppressed the luck of the dragon clan.

Unexpectedly, on Ning Chen's right arm, the Dragon Emperor Sword Seal felt and began to recover, wanting to devour the dragon qi.

Seeing this, Ning Chen threw out the green tripod in his hand and directly covered the five-clawed golden dragon in the void.

Under the green tripod cover, the moment the dragon qi was sealed, Ning Chen's figure moved instantly, swept to the void, raised his hand and pressed, the god forbidden light was extinguished, and the immortal tripod was sealed.

Inside the green tripod, the five-clawed golden dragon roared and kept colliding, but it was difficult to break through the shackles of the immortal tripod.

The dragon qi disappeared, and the Dragon Emperor Sword Seal gradually regained its calmness and fell asleep again.

Seeing that the Dragon Emperor Sword was restored to its original state, Ning Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, these dragon qi could not be swallowed by the Dragon Emperor Sword, otherwise, with his strength, he would definitely not be able to suppress the breath of the Dragon Emperor Sword.

"Who!"

At this moment, in the distant sky, a majestic and angry voice sounded, the majesty of the royal road was shocking.

Ning Chen looked back, looking at the demon cloud that was rapidly pressing the realm in the extreme distance outside the hall, the corner of his mouth sneered, and his figure flashed, leaving from the Demon Emperor Palace.

It was really surprising that the Eight Desolation Demon Emperor came back so soon.

However, he had done what he had to do, and there was no need to stay.

Not long after Ning Chen left, in front of the Three Emperors Palace, the demonic qi surged, and the Eight Desolation Demon Emperor appeared, looking at the shocking scene in the imperial hall in front of him, and the murderous power in his eyes was great.

Dragon energy, someone has taken away the luck of the dragon clan!

The dragons have been destroyed for a long time, but who still knows this secret?

The Eight Desolation Demon Emperor looked back, looking at the chaotic Three Emperors City, his eyes became heavier and heavier, and now it is obvious that someone secretly planned all these things, the purpose was to suppress the luck of the dragon clan under the suppression of His Royal Highness the Three Emperors.

This person is really hateful!

In the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion, Ning Chen appeared, and in the mansion, Gu Shengtian, dressed in plain white court clothes, stood quietly in front of the king's palace, waiting for the former to return.

At the end of the mission, Gu Shengtian was about to return to the first pavilion in the world, and the reason why he returned to the prince's mansion was just to resign as a parting.

Ning Chen looked at the Eastern Realm Lord in front of the hall and said with a smile on his face, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome. ”

Gu Shengtian said in a calm tone, "It is a blessing in my life to meet His Highness, and I hope that there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future, and there will be a period in the future." ”

"There will be a period later. Ning Chen responded.

The ancient saint shook his head, and his figure gradually faded and disappeared.

The Eastern Realm Lord left, the Prince's Mansion was quiet again, and Ning Chen looked back at the Three Emperors Hall in the distance, his expression was light and solemn.

The Phoenix Secret Method is not in the Three Emperors Palace, so the only possibility left is the Heavenly Demon Ancestral Land, and next, we must find a way to lure the two Demon Emperors away.

However, after today's incident, the two demon emperors must have taken precautions and will not be easily tricked.

"Your Highness"

In the mansion, the ghost aura was permeated, and Yin Ji returned, looking at the thirteenth prince in front of her, and saluted respectfully.

"Good work. ”

Ning Chen withdrew his gaze from the Three Emperors Hall and said calmly, "Recently, I will personally go to the Yinhai Ghost Prison to thank the ghost clan for their help in person. ”

When Yin Ji heard this, her expression was shocked, and after a long time, she came back to her senses, and once again bowed respectfully, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Your Highness." ”

"You've been busy for so many days, and you're tired, go down and rest. Ning Chen said softly.

"Hmm"

Yin Ji nodded, gathered her thoughts, and turned to walk towards the backyard wing.

"The final battle is finally about to begin. ”

Ning Chen turned his head and looked at the dense clouds in the sky, the seventh prince and the eldest prince had fallen, and the rest of the princes and princesses had also suffered a lot, the royal family itself had suffered a lot of damage, plus the eight Heavenly Demon tribes who died in battle, the regular combat power of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Family had lost nearly half, internal worries and external troubles, and the invincible Heavenly Demon Imperial Family was no longer what it was at the beginning.

The remaining three princes are not the favorite of the two demon emperors, Qiyao and Eight Desolations, and he doesn't need to get rid of them in a hurry, keeping Xuanqing is also a kind of containment to Xuanque, the most powerful of the nine princes who are not princes.

Now that his mission in the Heavenly Demon Imperial City has ended, it's time to prepare for the next Armageddon.

In addition, there is one more thing that he also cares about, that is, the life and death of Xuanluo.

Xuanluo's existence has always been a hidden danger, and if Xuanluo died in the hands of the Eight Desolation Demon Emperors, it would be a lot of good news for him.

Reincarnation Sea, Ning Chen looked at the distant northwest sea, where the Eight Desolation Demon Emperor's aura erupted before, he had to go again.

The night was getting darker and heavier, and the cold wind blew, adding a bit of chill to the cold night.

Under the darkness of the night, thoughts flashed in Ning Chen's eyes, and his hair danced lightly in the wind, dazzling.

Just when the Primordial Demon Realm was in turmoil, the Outer Heavens, the Ziwei Star Domain, the demonic aura was pervasive, and the Scale King, the head of the Six Kings of the Scale Clan, stood in the boundless starry sky, and the blood mist around his body was filled, constantly spreading in all directions.

The array of sacrifices, the ancient forbidden law, once in the world, where the blood mist passed, the living beings were devastated, and all things withered.

With the Scale King as the center, the big stars began to wither, and all spirits gradually turned into death stars in sorrow.

In front of the Scale King, a golden hairpin rises and falls, the dragon and phoenix are coiled, and the famous West King hairpin continues to absorb the aura in the blood mist, becoming stronger day after day, vaguely reproducing the power of the ancient gods.

Ten days later, in the Ziwei Star Domain, a silver-gray figure walked out of thin air, looking at the king of the scale clan in the endless blood mist, a little light flashed in his calm eyes.

Not long after, in the starry sky, a white-haired demon shadow walked out, and beside the demon, the Eternal Night Sect Girl stood quietly, accompanying her all her life and never abandoning her.

"This is the source of the future of the human race, the Knowing Destiny Hou ran to the Primordial Demon Realm, but also to create a ray of life for the Terrans, but now it seems that the time of the Knowing Destiny Hou is not enough. In front of the two of them, the owner of Xiaoyue said calmly.

"He needs the time, I'm going to fight for it. ”

The white-haired demon stepped forward, looking ahead with cold eyes, after many years, the demonic nature became more and more amazing.

"After the opening of the ancient battlefield, although you have each had your own opportunities, you are still far from the peak king of the primordial demon realm, and I will help you this time. Xiaoyue said.

"There is labor. ”

Xia Ziyi did not refuse, one step at a time, the black feathers were floating all over the sky, the twelve sins reappeared, and the magic power swept the nine heavens.

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