Chapter 170: Sword Cold Millions of Miles, Fu Yao Hundred Billion Fang (I)

In the Mingde Academy, the former demon military advisor, now an ordinary person, looked at the faintly flickering light in the sky, and the pretty face that was praised by the world as the first beauty, and a smile appeared.

"I see, tens of millions of years ago, the key to the demons' sudden arrival in this world was caused by them?"

Wang Zhice opened the folding fan, and in this rather cool late autumn, he subconsciously fanned it, and Chen'er, who was standing side by side with him, frowned slightly, and then said coldly: "The place of exile?" ”

Wang Zhice looked at the dust that exuded an inexplicable coldness, unconsciously closed the folding fan, and then frowned, staring at the perfect side face, and fell into a short contemplation. But he didn't know the secrets of the demon race, so it was naturally impossible to understand the cause and effect.

Chen'er has lived in the demon clan for many years, and as the core figure of the demon clan, he must have learned some secrets from the mouth of the previous demon lord, such as the small world in the demon lord's palace, and for example, the origin of the demon clan.

"Tens of millions of years ago, the Eastern Earth Continent was full of messes, and the people living on this land were still living like primitive humans. For the sake of territory, many tribes of different sizes are attacking from east to west, trying to establish a great tribe on this continent. It's just that at that time, they didn't know the vastness of the earth. ”

"After millions of years, the human race has gradually developed from a tribal system to a kingdom system, and the tribal area has evolved from one village and one county to a larger city and one county. Nearly 100 tribes spawned kingdoms, in the process of continuous excavation, hit the eastern ocean, and then used this as a boundary. ”

"After another million years, the Terrans have learned the method of cultivation, and the one with the highest cultivation is the leader of one of the countries, and this great cultivator has gradually unified the land of the Terran in hundreds of battles. After that, it began to head towards the snowfields in the south. ”

"It was also this time that the Terrans found another race in the snow, and this one was different from the Terrans, they were born out of phase, and the color of their blood was completely different. The rulers of the time were very hostile to foreign races, which started the history of the war between humans and demons that lasted for tens of millions of years......"

"I should know this secret, recorded in the "Origin Policy", which is also the first record of the human race to the demon race. In the origin strategy, the beginning of the demon race, the dragon race and other races are also recorded. The specific descriptions are all similar, and the mystery is not really solved. ”

Chen'er ignored Wang Zhice, but muttered: "In the early years, I saw a lot of descriptions of 'losers' and 'exiles' in a demon clan's source codex. The Codex is too old to be legible, so that's the information I got from the Codex. ”

"If it weren't for seeing these people here today, how could I believe that the so-called place of exile refers to the Eastern Earth Continent, and the loser refers to the former demons. Perhaps in the other world, the demons once fought with them for space to survive, and in the end the demons were defeated and banished by them. ”

Wang Zhice listened to it, and his face was full of disbelief, but Chen'er seemed to be talking to himself.

"If it weren't for the dark flame of extinction that came before, I'm afraid I wouldn't have believed it either. But the secret formation in the Demon Clan's Palace is a secret that every Demon Lord must take seriously. If it weren't for me instigating the contradiction between Taizu and you, so that the demons fought hard to defeat the Terran coalition, he would naturally not have told me. ”

"Xingshan Dong once said that if he unfortunately falls, this inheritance of the demon clan must be passed on by me. I asked about it, but I got only a skeptical look. At that time, I knew that there were things hidden in the Demon Lord's Palace that could affect the life and death of the demons, but I never thought of destroying them, so I never dug deeper. ”

"Sixteen years ago, Xing Shandong saw a sword light on a dark night, and behind that sword light was a huge fist shadow, and it was this fist shadow that made the dignified demon monarch's body like chaff. Then he hid in the small world behind the Demon King's Palace, and when he reappeared, he was back to the same as before, and since then the Demon Race has had an extra task in the human race. This task is to find the master of the sword shadow that pierced the sky that night! ”

After listening to this, Wang Zhice thought for a while, and immediately muttered: "No wonder sixteen years ago, Brother Tang was killed by demon scouts in Wenshui City, it turns out that the origin of everything comes from here. ”

Chen'er glanced at Wang Zhice and said lightly, "Shouldn't your focus be on the Exile and the loser?" ”

"The opponent who can make entanglement with the human race for thousands of years is just a loser, so how strong should this victor be. Now, these victors have descended on this side, and if they fail to repel a powerful enemy, this fabled place of exile may become a place of dead silence. ”

Wang Zhice smiled when he heard this, and said, "Why fear death? The life and death of all things in the world have their own days. Instead of you and me arguing here, why don't you ask the children across from you and see if they also think this is about to become a dead place? ”

Chen'er glanced at the National Religious Academy on the other side of the gate, and said coldly: "If everything has days, then the advent of Tangning, the death of the Demon Lord, the advent of calamity, and the dialogue between you and me tonight, wouldn't there have been arrangements earlier?" ”

Wang Zhice didn't say anything, and Chen'er glanced at Wang Zhice and said lightly: "You're crazy." ”

You are crazy with this sentence, naturally because of your evaluation of Wang Zhice's previous remarks. Just looking at Wang Zhice's silent smile, Chen'er continued to argue.

"You must know that whether it is the demon race or Tangning, they are all from the other world. Essentially, the Tang brother in your mouth is the same as the demon you hate. ”

"No, they're not one of a kind. Although Brother Tang is from outside the world, he is peaceful, humble and polite, at least the quality of having no desire and no desire determines the difference between him and the demons. I have lived with him in close proximity for sixteen years, and I have never seen his sincere smile, and perhaps it was not his intention to come to this world. ”

"Whether it was intended or not, this doesn't change anything, and the current demons are just prisoners of those people, and they are also forced to come here. As for the lack of desire, if there is no desire and no desire, why should the academy be established, and if there is no desire, why are the disciples of his academy so special? ”

"Nian Zhiyu is from the Tang family in Wenshui, Chen Changsheng has his back on the merchant boat, and the rest of the people are also disciples of the merchant boat, the special dual identity of the son of the holy queen, even if it is Bai Luoheng, who has just entered the academy, is also the daughter of Bai Xingye. Except for the unlucky child, which one is not the pride of the sky, and which one is not noble? ”

Wang Zhice glanced at Chen'er and frowned: "What does it matter if you are noble or poor? In fact, with Brother Tang's cultivation, he didn't need to rely on anyone or any force, as long as he wanted to, the position of the Great Zhou Emperor was also easy, but he didn't do so. ”

"He's just conveying ideas to the children, how to govern the world, how to preach, how to solve doubts, how to know morality and etiquette, is this wrong? As for the matter of the confluence of the north and the south, this is a disease of the Great Zhou Dynasty for hundreds of years, and it was impossible to do it before because it was incapable, but now that it has the ability, it should naturally merge. ”

"As for fighting the demon clan and trapping it in the snow old city, this is even more of an inter-ethnic war, if it weren't for Brother Tang's words first, do you think the current demon clan would still have the possibility of survival? What is the winter of the mountains, has he ever ordered a bumper harvest in the royal territory? Have you ever been praised by the children of the demon race? Have you ever made the demons prosperous? ”

Chen'er's face was like frost, listening to Wang Zhice's inquiry, and he didn't know how to answer for a while. As the Demon Lord, the Walking Winter made the Demon Race forced into the snow field by the Terran hundreds of years ago, and hundreds of years later, the Demon Clan was trapped in a city under his leadership. After his death, he had many children under his knees, and it was probably only Nanke who was following his orders, and no one in the entire Snow Old City was willing to avenge him, and he didn't even shout slogans.

Is such a demon lord qualified? It's clear that he's not qualified! Although Chen'er hated Tang Ning very much, she had to admit that Tang Ning was the one she admired more of the two. As Wang Zhice said, since the disciples of the academy entered the WTO, the development of this world has had a close connection with this academy, and all this should naturally be attributed to Tang Ning.

Looking at the sword on the mountain peak in the distance, Chen'er raised his eyebrows and said, "If he is as you said, why is Su Li the only one to help him today?" ”

Wang Zhice smiled and didn't say much, but stared at the dark cloud above the National Education Academy, and his face became more and more serious. Chen'er followed his eyes, and naturally saw the dark clouds clearly. And the Heavenly Sea Holy Queen in the palace naturally noticed this vision.

Hao Yun woke up slowly, only to feel that the hairs on his body stood on end, and a familiar irritating feeling enveloped his body again. Hao Yun raised his head and looked at the legendary Ninth Thousand Tribulations.

Not far away, the three people who were sitting cross-legged, Zhiyu and Chen Changsheng, were also awakened by this coercion. Because of the reason for eating, living and practicing together, they have also experienced this feeling eight times, and this will be the ninth.

The rest of the people looked at the thickening clouds, their faces became more and more solemn, and they said loudly: "Changsheng, you quickly take these people back to the academy, the academy has the formation left by the dean, and the power of the thunder cannot be affected over there." ”

Chen Changsheng glanced at the cultivators all over the place in the National Religious Academy, some of whom he knew and some he didn't, but whether they knew it or not, they had done their best for the survival of the human race.

Today, only the Pope and his teacher have woken up, and the rest are unconscious.

Seeing that his face was covered with wrinkles, and his head was full of green silk and turned into white hair, Chen Changsheng's heart was slightly sour, and he began to control the few Yuan forces in his body and moved everyone to Mingde Academy.

The coercion from the sky was also getting heavier and heavier, Chen Changsheng was sweating profusely, and he looked at the clouds that were also purple arcs constantly shuttling, constantly bringing everyone to Mingde Academy, and time seemed more and more tense at this moment.

Nian Zhiyu Yu Yu is full of seriousness, grasping the time that is not rich, to fill the emptiness of the Yuan Force in the body. The two of them had felt that kind of pressure in the last Hao Yun Tribulation, and this time, that pressure became even greater.

The clouds above the Anglican Academy became more and more powerful, and in the clouds, the previous purple arc became black at this time, and the black lightning like demonic energy soared wantonly in the clouds.

Chen Changsheng took the last ten people and rushed into the Mingde Academy, and then headed towards the Anglican Academy, where there was still the Pope and his teacher, however, when he just walked out of the Mingde Academy, a drop of rain fell from the clouds in the sky.

This drop of rain is jet black, the size of a fingernail, and it doesn't fall fast, but every time it falls, the National Education College sinks one point, and when Chen Changsheng wants to enter the National Education College, he is beaten back by a slap.

He didn't know who had done it, but he knew it was an old man.

In this way, as the raindrops fell, the National Education Academy finally sank into the ground, and in the National Education Academy, the two of Yu Yu and Zhiyu flew towards Hao Yun under huge pressure, and then poured all the Yuan Power in their bodies into their bodies again.

The two of them had observed the last tribulation, and naturally understood that the power of this tribulation was far beyond the strength of the two of them. Even the heyday of the two of them can't shake their cent, let alone now. If you want to help Hao Yun now, the only way is to let Hao Yun have a better state to deal with the thunderstorm.

Just after the National Education College sank dozens of meters, the drop of thunder in the sky had fallen to the ground, Hao Yun looked up, although he was unwilling in his eyes, he still said "thank you" with great satisfaction, and then added "I'm sorry." ’

Behind them, Nian Zhiyu and the rest of the people were silent, they understood what the little junior brother was talking about, but they could only pretend not to understand, because now was not the time to despair.

When the thunder fell to the original ground, a hairpin appeared above Hao Yun, and before he had time to say more, he saw a figure appear under the hairpin in an instant. The man was dressed in an imperial robe, with a crown on his head, and in one hand he held a small sword shaped like a hairpin, aiming directly at the drop of thunder that was about to collide.

At this moment, it seemed to become very slow, the Pope closed his tired eyes, and Dean Shang looked at the rest of the people and smiled with satisfaction, and then lay down quietly on the ground. Nian Zhiyu fell into a coma after falling from the air again, and the rest of the people looked at the person who came, and smiled a little bitterly, although she couldn't see his smile, but her figure was very majestic.

In addition to the majesty, maybe there is some anxiety and warmth? The rest of the people didn't have time to think about it, so they could only close their eyes and wait for the next dawn.

Hao Yun looked up and saw the small sword, which was melted under the thunderstorm, and looked at the drop of thunder, turning into an extremely terrifying black snake, it swallowed the snake letter, and the narrow snake letter rolled with a creepy chill, staring at the proud phoenix in front of him.

The beautiful fiery red wings were eclipsed by the snake's swallowing, and the high head associated with the noble blood was also lost in the big mouth of the black giant snake. In this way, after an extremely tragic phoenix roar, the owner of the small sword, with bright red blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, fell to the side of the rest of the people.

This is the power of the Tribulation of a Thousand Tribulations, the ninth Tribulation of a Thousand Tribulations, the Holy Queen of the Seven Realms, fell to the ground in an instant after only one round. Then, with a changing chill again, he rushed towards the master who caused the thunderstorm.

Hao Yun let out a low sigh and wanted to respond to the catastrophe, but found a black dragon, appearing above his head, this giant dragon and the giant snake that evolved from the catastrophe thunder, constantly circling and biting in mid-air, but the petite body of the black dragon, just a moment, was shot down by the giant snake again.

Then the black giant snake opened its closed eyes, a pair of eyes like a black hole, like an abyss, deeply attracted Hao Yun, and he seemed to see the fallen future there.

"Wake up!"

After a shout, Hao Yun came back to his senses, and then he saw Wang Zhice, dressed as a scholar, slowly shaking the ordinary folding fan above his head. In the midst of this rumbling noise, Hao Yun seemed to hear the sound of the folding fan stirring up the air.

The thunderbolt would not be stopped by the appearance of Wang Zhice, its emotionless eyes stared at the scholar, and then swallowed the huge snake letter, swaying and rolling the scholar's body.

The scholar's face was as usual, his eyes were slightly open, the folding fan in his right hand had been closed, and a sword was pulled out from the handle of the folding fan.

The sword was full of cold light, and even though it was wrapped in a pure black giant snake, it still fell from the sky fiercely. The owner of the sword took control of the sword and slashed at the body of the black serpent.

With a thud, the sword broke, and the body of the black serpent was almost cut in two under the sword. The scholar looked at the wound of the giant snake, shook his head a little dissatisfied, and finally could only sigh helplessly.

Hao Yun saw that Wang Zhice was entangled by the giant snake, and the long sword in his hand also attacked at this time, if it was a moment in the evening, maybe Dean Wang would have died because of this.

'Since it is my calamity, then I will solve it, and if it cannot be solved, I will leave with my life!' ’

Hao Yun thought so and did so, and his sword faintly had a hint of strangeness. And that sword also carried this strange appearance, and slashed at the place where Wang Zhice had shot before.

The sword light flashed like lightning, and then the snake body, which was already about to break, finally broke its waist.

It was this sword that the black serpent finally turned into nothingness.

Watching Wang Zhice fall, Hao Yun did not relax, because he saw that the drop of thunder had been divided into two, one after the other continued to fall.

Although they seem to be much smaller on the surface, the energy wrapped in their small size is enough to kill Hao Yun at the end of the crossbow.

The thunderstorms fell quickly, and Hao Yun didn't have time to make a move, so he could only watch them get bigger and bigger in his eyes.

Those battles far away on the mountain peaks naturally did not start, because of the absolute self-confidence of the Ancestor of Holy Light, and also because of his coveting of the Liangyi Divine Fruit.

Li Slowly, who had been vigilant against the five birdmen, felt a trace of familiar sword intent at a certain moment, this sword intent was very unstable, but it was very firm, as if it was Jun Mo's sword.

Li slowly followed the sword intent and saw Hao Yun who was facing the thunderstorm. In fact, when the thunderstorm was brewing, these people had been silently watching, and no one knew what it was except for the Ancestor of the Holy Light. Even the Ancestor of Light only had a few guesses.

It was these speculations that made the Ancestor of the Holy Light's face extremely ugly, and the riot of his emotions caused his aura to explode, and then a strong gust of wind swept across the entire mountain.

Su Li's long sword was inserted into the ground, and then he stabilized his body, and then looked up, only to see that the middle-aged man had become unbelievable at this moment, and he, who was originally emitting an incomparably holy light, had turned into a ghost as black as ink.

Above the sky, the ghost shadow turned into a streamer and quickly disappeared in the direction of the divine capital.

PS: This chapter is 5,000 words, and it may not be updated in the next few days, because I need to go back to my hometown for a few days during the Midyear Festival, and I am very busy with many things. The last chapter left is the final chapter of the Chosen Heavens. I can only wait a few days to serve it to you, I'm sorry.