Nangong Fan left the room in a daze, and every time he walked out of a place, the door behind him slowly closed with a creak.

If there was still some confusion before, now Nangong Fan already knows that it is the old man's divine power that is driving all this.

The strength of this divine power made Nangong Fan feel incredible.

The head of the black family's mansion slowly closed the door again, and all filth was isolated. There was only one old man, who was suffering everything in solitude. Or do you want to taste everything?

Wanbaolou, to be honest, does not have the slightest attraction to today's Nangong Fan, among them, the greatest creation, the inheritance of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate left by Hei Batian, has long been taken away by him.

The spirit weapon treasure medicine of the Nether Realm, his demand is not so great, as long as it is enough.

But the old man asked him to take a look, and he went to see it. It doesn't take much time anyway. When the time comes, don't take anything away, just see it.

What's more, maybe there will be unexpected surprises waiting for him? The old man reminded him that there was always some reason for him.

Thinking like this, Nangong Fan walked towards the backyard of the Hei family.

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In Middle-earth, a broken carriage staggers forward.

The king of Beiliang sat peacefully in the carriage, with the carriage to sit, who wants to be lucky enough to fly hard?

What's more, you can't fly blindly on the earth, and it's easy to step on thunder.

For countless years, no one has ever figured out the forbidden areas on the surface of the earth, some places cannot fly, and some ancient things can easily tear apart the characters who dominate the world.

Both the coachman and the servant have been dismissed by Mo Hongbai.

Although Mo Hongbai was the great prince of the last dynasty, he had to drive in person. With him, he still commanded the uncle in the car. His face was grim, although he had already guessed that this road would not be peaceful, but he also did not expect that the deadly attacks would come one after another. Even the carriage was almost crushed in the process.

Is his dear third brother ready to bury him in the fertile land of the Central Plains?

"Hongbai, I didn't expect you to be a legend. Tsk, time flies so fast, and the little kid who was still and peeing in my arms back then can be on his own. King Beiliang crossed Erlang's legs and swaggered to occupy all the positions in the carriage.

The corners of Mo Hongbai's mouth twitched, and he didn't answer the nonsense of the uncle in the carriage. He didn't abandon the car and run away, in addition to the inexplicable danger on the surface of the earth, it was also to set up a target for his dear third brother.

With the great god of King Beiliang in charge, he can accept all the orders as many people as the third brother sends out.

"Speed it up. Some imps don't have to care. King Beiliang spoke softly.

Mo Hongbai was slightly stunned, and the whip in his hand was raised lightly, slapping on this extremely handsome horse.

A hiss. Turned into a long rainbow and went away on this avenue.

After King Beiliang said that, Mo Hongbai almost only had to drive all the way. Someone attacked, and before they could reach the carriage, guns appeared in the carriage. Every ray of gunfire is never superfluous and fancy, whistling through the skulls of those who attack them.

King Beiliang was ruthless, but he never showed up. Even the marksmanship could not tell his heels. Obviously, he didn't want to go against the end of the dynasty so early.

A majestic pass looms ahead. After crossing this Xiongguan, you will arrive in the territory of Beiliang. In the same way, there will be no more danger of being attacked.

The king of Beiliang is sitting here, how can any force in the north dare to come to find trouble?

The end of the Hongbai looks at the sky, the ice and snow outside the Xiongguan are even in the sky, and the grass and trees in the Xiongguan are like spring, forming a very sharp contrast.

The north is very desolate, snow all day long, no sun, as long as there is a little family will leave the north for the most comfortable temperature in the Central Plains.

What's more, in addition to natural disasters in the north, man-made disasters are not necessarily few. A desolate place is the best soil to nourish bandits. The Beiliang Wangfu also basically put all its thoughts on suppressing bandits, even so, the bandits could not be strangled.

The northern realm is said to be desolate, but the land is not fertile and there is a shortage of food, but in fact, there are many spirit grasses with ice water attributes in it, and there are even strange ores and irons. Many people are in the business of reselling at both ends.

Buddhism in the south, some ascetics also like to haunt the north.

Some spiritual cultivators who practice ice attribute exercises like this place the most, and there are ghost towns in extremely cold places, and it is also the most desirable place in the hearts of many people who are committed to the Tao. There is a more refined cultivation path that can be accepted from outside the realm. This may be the only role of the famous city in the Nether.

Mo Hongbai respectfully welcomed the King of Beiliang out of the carriage. Although because of the King of Beiliang, he couldn't abandon the car and became a live target, but it also saved him a lot of trouble. There were a few people who attacked him that he could not easily solve. If you are alone, if you are not careful, you may really turn into loess to contribute to the fertile land of Middle-earth, and contribute your own insignificant strength.

King Beiliang had a smile on his face, no one would think that this was a butcher who had come to kill hundreds of cultivators along the way.

"I'm afraid you're going to have a hard time at this level. ”

The majestic Xiongguan blocks the ice and snow from the north, and only this huge gateway can safely pass through the northern border, if you take a detour, there are many demons, and there are many unknown dangers.

Mo Hongbai nodded slightly, attacking again and again along the way, he already understood that the third brother would not stop until he achieved his goal, and vowed to keep him in Middle-earth. This Xiongguan is the last moat of this trip, and after crossing it, it will be a flat river.

The news that he was stripped of his status as a prince is no longer a secret after so many days. If he is alone, he will never be able to pass this level easily. He can be easily apprehended by the generals who sit here alone.

He had planned to abandon his horse when he left the eastern realm, and as a legend, he could easily shake off his attackers when he walked in the wilderness. Then bypassed the Xiongguan in front of him and went to Beiliang, and the sky was high and the birds flew.

As for why he still has to go forward to Beiliang as required, he is also unwilling to make trouble in his heart. Listening to the father's head, there is still a chance to make a comeback in Beiliang, if he flees directly, maybe even the power in his father's hands will come out to deal with him.

Although he has been the crown prince for more than ten or twenty years, he has also developed a lot of power, and many people have gathered in his hands. But now, he doesn't even believe in a sesame seed, let alone those who come to him for profit.

Now he has only one person to rely on, the king of the northern realm in front of him, the prince who has secretly betrayed the last dynasty. It's ironic, but that's the reality.

King Beiliang approached Xiongguan step by step, and Mo Hongbai walked half a step behind.

The gate of Xiongguan has fallen into view, and the soldiers standing in two columns are majestic in the wind and snow.

His eyebrows were like eagles, and he glanced at the people who sometimes shuttled between the two places. With the eyes of these battle-hardened soldiers, as long as there is a murderous aura on their bodies, they can't escape interrogation, and sometimes they are hacked to death with knives.

I'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go.

They are also mainly guarding against bandits. Bandits from the north are not welcome in Middle-earth.

There are wolves and bears roaming in the snow and ice. The demon beasts in the ice and snow, the flesh and fur are a little tougher than those in the deep mountains and old forests. This is also their main risk against it.

In the same way, this Xiongguan also resists the cold current from the north. Middle-earth has the fertility it has today, and it is inextricably linked to the Xiongguan on the edge.

Compared with the hurried steps of ordinary people, the two kings of Beiliang who walked calmly were particularly eye-catching.

King Beiliang disdains to take a detour, although he is a little insidious and cunning, but he cares more about nurturing his indomitable royal aura.

The way of the king is domineering, those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die.

The royal road is also an inseparable part of the avenue of heaven and earth, and there are strong people in every era who shine in the heavens.

The King of Beiliang is just getting started, and he hasn't even understood the law yet.

It is said that what the end of the heavenly seal obtained in the ancient battlefield is the earth-shattering inheritance left by the ancient king, and it has gradually entered the right track on the royal road. There are more laws to protect the body, and there are spiritual weapons to protect it, compared to the war with Hei Yuqing, it can be described as heaven and earth.

The King of Beiliang stopped at the front of the warriors and looked at the Xiongguan from afar.

At the Xiongguan Pass, a majestic general stood on the city wall, and his spear towered behind him, as if he wanted to pierce the sky.

The soldiers on both sides also looked more fierce, like an eagle that had found its prey and was about to swoop down.

"Old friend, when did you go to the Central Plains?" The sound was rolling, and the sound of wind and snow whistling, like thunder falling from the ground, resounded throughout the audience.

The corners of King Beiliang's mouth outlined a hint of ridicule, "Who is your old friend?"

"The prince has an order......

"Bullshit Prince. King Beiliang's eyes had a touch of sharpness, and the whole person rose from the spot like a cannonball, turning into a white rainbow light and rushing straight to the leading general.

A faint dragon roar resounded through the sky.

Guns like dragons!

When the marksmanship reaches a certain level, it is like a real dragon, the sound is like a dragon, the shape is like a dragon, ordinary people, under this momentum, even resistance is a luxury.

A white rainbow streaked across the sky.

The King of Beiliang appeared in front of the leading general almost instantly.

The general is also extraordinary, and the spear rushes out of the rung in front of him from behind, all in one go.

The white light shines brightly, connecting with the ice and snow.

Under the huge force, the general flew back uncontrollably, leaving two extremely deep marks on the city wall.

The King of Beiliang drew his spear and returned, standing at the head of the city, the wind swept his robe, and the indescribable momentum filled the sky.

At this time, the soldiers reacted and wanted to rush forward.

The general waved his hand, the order was forbidden, and all the soldiers immediately stopped the riot.

The general touched the blood that slipped from the corner of his mouth, and waved his big hand, "Let it go." ”

Mo Hongbai walked to the city step by step, until he walked out of the city.

King Beiliang laughed, drew his gun and jumped off the city wall, following Mo Hongbai's steps.

When the King of Beiliang was far away, a figure appeared in the shadows, waved the feather fan in his hand, and sighed softly, "Xuanbei Hou, confused, why don't you let your subordinates cooperate with the attack? In this way, you can offend the prince fiercely." Now this prince is not a decent gentleman. ”

"I can't stop it, I don't want my men to put their lives on the line for useless resistance. Xuanbei Hou said lightly, "As for the prince, if you offend, you will be offended." ”

The person in the shadows sighed softly, the matter was done, and he didn't say much, but his eyes still kept turning, and without the support of Xuanbei Hou, he couldn't do much.

Mo Hongbai looked at the indifferent King of Beiliang, his face was full of envy, his strength reached the level of the King of Beiliang, and most places in the world could be gone.

A man is a strategic weapon that can deter the enemy from making a move. With the support of such strength, the secular title is a chicken rib.

When will he get to this point? He seems to have found another way back to the end city. When his strength reaches a certain level, if he is the emperor, who will dare to resist?

The wind and snow were fluttering, but the two were still wearing only thin clothes.

King Beiliang's eyes were more comfortable, and he preferred this icy and snowy atmosphere to the four seasons of the Central Plains. In this icy and snowy world, he who cultivates the ice system exercises, even his strength will increase by two percent, and he is already a few points stronger than the ordinary peak legend, in such an environment, he can even directly call the legend of consummation.

Most of the consummation legends are already on the verge of ascension, and it can be said that among the strong people who are active on weekdays, he is the group of people who stand at the peak.

Mo Hongbai was in the snow and ice, and vaguely seemed to see a village.

The houses made of ice are like tiny ice castles that merge with heaven and earth, and it is not really visible. There were no fences, no walls, just a broken flag fluttering in the wind and snow.

The flag is outlined with a mysterious monster.

This is completely different from the customs and customs of the Central Plains and even the East.