"Since we are friends of Brother Su, we might as well go to the back mountain together to get together. ”

The Xuanming Holy Son smiled and spoke, he didn't ask anything more about Ning Chuan's identity and origin.

Unlike other so-called geniuses, here in Mo Ziyuan, Ning Chuan did not see the kind of arrogance that belongs to geniuses.

On the contrary, the other party gives people a sense of affinity, and belongs to the type of person who communicates well.

Mo Ziyuan's invitation, Ning Chuan did not refuse, and soon, under the leadership of the other party, he walked towards the back mountain with Su Ming and Xunlan Saintess An Yusheng.

"How could Brother Ning be here?"

On the way to the back mountain, Su Ming finally couldn't help but ask curiously.

Between Zhongzhou and the North Hell, how simple is the separation of hundreds of millions of miles?

There is an endless Dead Sea between the two domains, if it weren't for something, Ning Chuan would probably not have come to Zhongzhou for no reason.

"Someone over there asked me for help, and it didn't take long to deal with it, so I came here to join in the fun. Ning Chuan smiled and spoke.

"Too sparse?"

Beside him, An Yusheng, the companion Xunlan Holy Maiden, couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, "I heard that not long ago, Xuanyuan Qi, the Holy Son of Taishu, seems to have indeed gone to the Northern Underworld......

"Half a year ago, I had a gathering with Brother Xuanyuan, and he once said that today's event was originally coming, but it seemed that something had happened to him, so he couldn't get out and rush here. Mo Ziyuan also spoke.

"You all know Xuanyuan Qi?" Ning Chuan wondered.

I only heard Mo Ziyuan smile, "They are all the holy sons of Zhongzhou, how can they not know it?" Brother Ning is afraid that he doesn't know, unlike your Beiming, on the land of Zhongzhou, there are ancient royal clans and various factions of our human race, constantly fighting each other, in the past, the human race was weak, and the royal family was in all directions, if it weren't for the Night Emperor who came out of the world and killed the three ancient kings, my human race may not be able to raise its head until today, let alone develop into such a prosperous scene today. ”

"After the Night Emperor, although the royal family has been a lot more low-key, but over the years, they seem to have begun to be a little ready to move again, although the human race is not what it used to be, but it is not to be underestimated by the royal family, between the various sects, when there are fewer conflicts and infighting, I have a hunch that the two races will break out a big war sooner or later. An Yushang said.

"In the twenty-eight domains of Zhongzhou, there are twenty-eight holy lands at the same time, such a lineup, you have to be cautious everywhere the ancient royal family, they are really so terrifying and powerful?" Ning Chuan was curious.

There was something about the primeval royal family, and it was the first time he had heard about it today.

"I have heard the Holy Lord deduce that among the major primeval royal clans today, the Saint Realm powerhouses are at least several times more than those of our human race, and it is very likely that there is a half-emperor powerhouse. Mo Ziyuan's eyes narrowed.

Ning Chuan was a little surprised, it seems that this so-called primeval royal clan does have some ability, if the Zhongzhou human race has ten holy realm masters, then wouldn't the primeval royal clan have dozens of them?

Moreover, in this era of the end of the law, the entire Canglan Five Domains, the Saint, is already a supreme existence, and the ancient clan can actually have a half-emperor powerhouse, which is indeed a bit amazing.

It is no wonder that the twenty-eight holy places in Zhongzhou should be so cautious with the primeval royal family.

However, for himself, whether it was a half-emperor or a quasi-emperor, Ning Chuan didn't take it too seriously.

As long as these primeval royal clans don't provoke themselves, they don't bother to pay attention to them.

And if they really dare to endanger their own interests, it is a big deal to summon a heavenly soldier and directly uproot these primeval royal clans.

One can't do it?

That's ten, or even hundred!

Soon, under the leadership of Mo Ziyuan, Ning Chuan and his party came to a waterfall in the back mountain.

Thousands of dangerous peaks are like the Milky Way falling, and the angry water slaps the tough stones, making a noisy and disorderly sound, such as a chaotic battlefield, hundreds of soldiers fighting each other, thousands of horses galloping, mighty.

And at this moment, on the side of the waterfall, there are a lot of people sitting here, about twenty or thirty, all of whom are the geniuses of the younger generation, from all regions.

Those who can come here are not idle, and the most inferior ones are all young masters of an ancient family, and nearly half of them are geniuses at the Holy Son level.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting. ”

When he came to the front of the crowd, Mo Ziyuan had a little apology on his face and bowed his hand to everyone.

Today's grand event was hosted by him, and Mo Ziyuan was originally here to personally entertain these people, but because he sensed the appearance of An Yusheng and Su Ming's breath, he went to greet them in person.

"I said why Brother Mo left in a hurry, it turned out that Fairy An had arrived. ”

Someone spoke, waved his hand and smiled, and at the same time looked at An Yusheng.

Xunlan Holy Daughter, a rare peerless woman in Zhongzhou, is rumored to be amazing in appearance, and her beautiful fairy face is famous all over the world.

"I heard that the fairy is going to marry the Northern Void, if I guess correctly, this one next to me should be the Saint Son of the Void, right?" A young man in brocade looked at Su Ming.

"Under Su Ming. ”

Su Ming smiled at everyone.

"Hehe, today's event, in addition to my Zhongzhou, the Eastern Wilderness, the Southern Regions, and the Western Desert, there are all Holy Son-level figures coming, and now Brother Su appears on behalf of the Northern Underworld, and the Holy Sons of the Five Regions of the World converge, this is the first time, right?" A man smiled and spoke, he looked ordinary, not the young master of the ancient family, nor the holy son of the Holy Land, but the senior brother of a certain sect.

Although his identity cannot be compared with those saint-level figures, the strength of this ordinary senior brother is absolutely not to be underestimated, and it is not difficult to feel that he has a cultivation at the level of the Dao Cutting Realm.

"Huh?"

And just when Su Ming was talking to everyone, Ning Chuan suddenly turned his gaze, and he found that in a position on the left side of his body, there was a young man, and at this moment, the other party's eyes were also on him.

"Is that you?"

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he recognized Ning Chuan.

He is none other than the young man who drove a golden chariot in the sky far away from Nanling not long ago, the young master of the Moon Worship Immortal Sect, Bai Zhanhong!

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet again so soon. Ning Chuan suddenly laughed.

Mo Ziyuan saw that the atmosphere was a little abnormal, and couldn't help frowning slightly, and asked, "Brother Bai and Brother Ning know each other?"

"We met on the way here. ”

Bai Zhanhong nodded lightly, his eyes still fell on Ning Chuan's body, looking at the other party.

Being able to come here, in Bai Zhanhong's opinion, Ning Chuan is probably not a nobody, but on the land of Zhongzhou, almost as long as there are some famous geniuses, he can recognize them.

And Ning Chuan in front of him is very unfamiliar, there is no doubt that most of the other party is not from the local forces in Zhongzhou.

While Bai Zhanhong was looking at himself, Ning Chuan's eyes were also fixed on the other party, and after a while, he said lightly, "Don't you plan to apologize to me?"