But this news is enough to make the evil dragon clan vigilant, and the clan has released news: The genius clansmen who have trained in the Holy Spirit Continent will withdraw as soon as they encounter danger.

The Evil Dragons did not hide the news of this...... In the Holy Spirit Continent, there is a genius in the Canghai Continent, who can kill the genius of our clan, the Dragon Court, if you know the clues, you can notify the evil dragon clan, and there will be a heavy thanks.

When An Lan got the news, he carefully deduced it, and learned that the person who killed Requiem and Dragon Court was actually one person, and things became confusing.

In a short period of time, first kill the requiem, and then kill the Dragon Court, how did it do it, could it be that the immortals of the Canghai Continent came and personally shielded the heavenly machine?

Impossible, if the immortals of the Canghai Continent were integrated into the Holy Spirit Continent, they would definitely not be able to escape An Lan's ears and eyes.

An Lan's immortal consciousness crossed the continent and talked to the patriarch of the evil dragon clan, informing An Requiem of the killing situation and exchanging information.

Requiem retreat, located in the western part of the Holy Spirit Continent. The Dragon Court is located in the east of the Holy Spirit Continent, and the distance between the two is like a heavenly moat, what kind of terrifying power can kill the two in a short time.

After some deduction, An Lan left with a heavy heart.

The disappearance of Xi, the existence of the Tribulation Period and the Mahayana Period of the Demon Continent, without any induction or reaction, is like the death of an ant. Or, Xi once again evaded the pursuit and fell into retreat.

Although Xi is regarded as a peerless genius in the Holy Spirit Continent, there are more than ten thousand genius demons born in the Holy Spirit Continent every year, but there are very few who can reach the peak.

Who cares about the so-called genius who has not grown up?

The evil demon saint general who chased and killed Xi during the tribulation period, deduced Xi's traces, but there was no news, as if he was blinded by heaven, sensing the terrifying power that had taken Xi away before, the holy general panicked in his heart, hurriedly escaped, returned to the clan to report this news, and dealt with it in advance.

In the history of the Holy Spirit Continent, there have been similar cases more than once. The clan hunted down a certain genius, but the genius was rescued by the power of the hidden world, and millions of years later, the former genius reached the peak and wiped out the clan without mercy.

The top three on the Yuanying list all disappeared in an instant and disappeared.

Such an event is like an inconspicuous wave in the vast ocean for the Holy Spirit Continent, the wave bursts, returns to the sea, and regains peace.

Mu Chen exited the Illusory Land and descended into the Xuanwu City Lord's Mansion.

Sensing the breath of Mu Chen, the Xuanwu City Lord was shocked, and instantly appeared around Mu Chen, his expression was full of chagrin, sighed, and blamed himself: "Mu Chen, I hurt you." ”

As soon as the wood dust froze, the spiritual consciousness dispersed, and he suddenly sensed the killing intent condensed around him, and the oppressive aura of the black clouds that wanted to destroy. The city guards and the monks in Xuanwu City all exuded an earth-shattering battle intent, as if they were guarding against something.

"City Lord, what happened to Xuanwu City? Is it a big attack by demons?"

The Xuanwu City Lord nodded with difficulty, telling Mu Chen about the current situation.

"The demons hidden in the Xuanwu Empire have all erupted, covering the sky and the sun, wanting to destroy the Xuanwu Empire. The thirty-three principalities, none of which were spared, were all surrounded by endless demons.

According to rough estimates, the number of demons is equivalent to ten times that of the monks of the Xuanwu Empire, and for thousands of years or ten thousand years, although they have been constantly investigating the traces of demons and destroying miniature and small demon springs, they have never slackened.

However, the number of demons that descended on the Canghai Continent far exceeded our estimates, reaching a terrifying number. Ten thousand years of peace and quiet, I didn't expect that the evil demon had already destroyed my heart of the Xuanwu Principality.

This battle is difficult, unspeakable, it is a battle to overthrow the country, and if you are careless in the existence of the Tribulation Period and the Mahayana Period, you will all die, not to mention you...... Mu Chen, I hurt you. ”

The lord of the city blamed himself for the second time and remorseed.

Seeing that Mu Chen was puzzled, the Xuanwu City Lord opened his mouth and said:

"Half a month ago, the tortoiseshell master of the Xuanwu Principality calculated that after half a month, the Xuanwu Principality would deal with a catastrophe, a very terrifying, nine-life catastrophe.

At that time, I gave you the token of the Illusory Land, intending to let you enter the Illusory Land to avoid the catastrophe, and according to the previous calculations, the shortest person who entered the Illusory Land would take three years to step out.

After three years, the catastrophe should be over and everything should be back to normal. But before you could do it, you succeeded in breaking this record, and on the 14th you stepped out of the Illusory Land, disrupting all your plans.

Outside Xuanwu City, the water surrounded by demons is impassable, mosquitoes and flies are difficult to enter, and the eighth-order Heaven and Earth Sealing Array is arranged down, and now I want to send you away, and it is difficult to enter the sky. You can only be forced to stay in Xuanwu City, and you will be killed and injured together.

When the catastrophe comes, I may not be able to protect you, everything can only rely on you. Mu Chen, to live, even if it is difficult, must live. ”

Mu Chen heard the voice of the Xuanwu City Lord, even if he became a prisoner of the demon, he could not give up.

After listening to the explanation of the Xuanwu City Lord, Mu Chen understood the cause and effect of the matter, and finally let go of his hanging heart, his face was calm, and he replied with a smile.

"City Lord, it's okay, Mu Chen believes that the Xuanwu Principality will definitely be able to successfully survive this catastrophe. By the way, when will the Apocalypse begin?"

"Tomorrow, the demons will launch a general attack at all costs. If the city is broken, crush this token, and the power of the Mahayana period will lead you to escape to the Xuanwu Empire. ”

"Well, City Lord, the student wants to retreat for a period of time and digest what he has gained from this illusory land. ”

Mu Chen took the token and responded.

"I protect the Dharma for you, but Mu Chen, you only have one day......"

"Uh-huh. Students know. ”

Within one day, Mu Chen needs to sort out the income in his storage bag, and tomorrow's battle needs to exert his perfect peak strength.

In the inner city of the Xuanwu Principality, the thirteen Mahayana periods and the ninety-nine tribulation periods converge in the imperial palace.

The majestic, heavy, and swarthy middle-aged man, dressed in a specific Xuanwu pattern imperial robe, was in the first place, and he had a touch of imperial breath all over his body.

"Son of Fortune?"

The Lord of the Xuanwu Kingdom asked with hope in his eyes, if the son of the Fortune can be found, the Xuanwu Principality will definitely be able to survive this catastrophe this time.

"Haven't found it yet, robbed the disk, and there has been no response. ”

The great powers of the Tribulation Period and the Mahayana Period all looked gloomy, and they were cowardly before they fought. There was silence in the opulent palace.

The great calamity came, and the son of the calamity came. This ancient language has accompanied the Canghai Continent for 10,000 years, 100,000 years.

The son of catastrophe, the creation of heaven and earth, a vitality in the catastrophe. Following the children of misfortune means that there is life. If the Son of Fortune does not exist in the Xuanwu Principality, it means that the Xuanwu Principality is dead.

The Children of Doom may not be very strong, but they have the power to turn the tide of battle.

While pondering, the blood in the main body of the Xuanwu Kingdom buzzed, and a message was transmitted: "The son of calamity has descended to the Xuanwu Emperor City." ”

The information is not long, but for the Xuanwu Principality, it is tantamount to a huge blow.

"The Son of Fortune descended on the Xuanwu Emperor City and prepared to fight to the death. ”