A bloody blade flew out, and the target was the old man, but seeing a smile on the old man's face, he stretched out his hand to wipe out the bloody blade.

Nalan Xiaolan is still young, and the small abacus in his heart has already been understood by these three old men who have lived for thousands of years, and he knows that as long as the anger in the other party's heart is dissipated, he will be allies again.

"The old man Nangong Tian is also the master of the Southern Regions. The meaning of these words changed, but the two old men beside him did not refute it, presumably they had already agreed.

Nalan Xiaolan frowned, isn't the Nangong family afraid of provoking the anger of the public by doing this?

There must be a god behind it!

In that instant, he felt that these gods who had escaped from the divine realm were the catastrophe of this world.

He suffers in the light, and the gods are in the dark, there are too many gods in these three or five states, so much that it affects his mood.

"Old man Ximenqi, the patriarch of the Ximen family. This sentence is much weaker in terms of content, not to mention momentum.

"Old man Dongfang Yao. The last old man was the most trouble-free and concise, and he ended the sentence in five words.

Nalan Xiaolan looked at the three old men in front of him, and he suddenly realized that the fate of the Beiting family may be the same as Nalan at this moment, and only the three major families in front of him are left in the world!

"Nalan Xiaolan, on behalf of the human race, I apologize to the Nalan family, join us, and fight against the demon clan together. Nangong Tian still had a kind smile on his face when he said this.

"Hmph!" I saw Nalan Xiaolan snort coldly, the brilliance in his hand flashed, and the Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand.

A long time ago, the human race had such a saying, the person who held the Xuanyuan sword was the head of the human race, and the people of the world could not disobey it.

The smile on Nangong Tian's face instantly converged, this is an artifact! There are at least two artifacts on this guy in front of him!

And the two old men standing on both sides of Nalan Xiaolan each took a step back, and the alliance between the three major families seemed to be a little looser.

"The divine sword in Xiaoyou's hand is the Xuanyuan Sword?" Nangong Tian asked.

"Naturally. Nalan Xiaolan's cold gaze swept over the three of them, this Xuanyuan Sword was too domineering, he could only grab a slash, but the power that this slash could create should not be underestimated.

Nangong Tian's little eyes rolled, and he seemed to think of something.

"Nalan Xiaolan, since you are the master of the Xuanyuan Sword, then the heavy responsibility of leading the human race against the demon clan is the heavy responsibility of your Nalan family!"

One sentence brought the Nalan family to the forefront, although the Nalan family was extremely well hidden during this period of time, but according to some clues, it was not difficult for the Nangong family to really find the Nalan family, but it was not because it was not sure whether Nalan Xiaolan was still alive, and when fighting against the demon clan, the Nalan family was also an indispensable force.

"In this case, will the Nangong family also hand over the Southern Regions to me, by the way, evacuate all the mortals here!" "When I was at the border pass, the attack of the demon clan was so fierce, even if the human race Daoist could not resist it, he would not send mortals to form a city of flesh and blood to block the attack of the demon clan.

When Nangong Tian heard this, an embarrassed expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"I can evacuate the mortals here, but the Southern Regions ......"

Nalan Xiaolan sneered, this old guy really wouldn't compromise easily, so he took the opportunity to say, "Okay, you evacuate the mortals here!"

Nangong Tian smiled again, nodded and said, "Okay, good!"

Seeing that the two of them each took a step back, Ximen Qi and Dongfang Yao sighed lightly, the two of them had not been so firm in their previous decision to side with the Nangong family.

Nalan Xiaolan looked at Nangong Tian, whose smile was getting brighter and brighter, her brows furrowed, but she didn't care about him thinking too much, so she fell towards the ground.

He didn't plan to enter Xuanhuo City, and even wanted to stay away from Xuanhuo City. The city was a strange place to him, even though it was the place he wanted to return to.

Nalan Xiaolan waited outside the city for three days, and finally waited for a neat army to come in formation. Except for a few Daoists who were weak in cultivation, all the others were mortals.

Nalan Xiaolan roughly calculated, there were hundreds of thousands of mortals standing in front of her.

There was an unexplained anger in his heart, what kind of people would let mortals join the battlefield of the Daoists, even if they had weapons to fight the Daoists, but so what?

The reaction speed of mortals is simply difficult to kill a demon beast, and if you want to kill a demon beast, it will take at least dozens of lives!

This difference in contrast is unacceptable to Nalan Xiaolan.

And the army in front of him was only less than one-tenth of the number of people in Xuanhuo City, and in Nalan Xiaolan's perception, there were at least one million mortals in it.

At night, they live in the streets, on the roads, and even in the sewers, where there is a place they live.

The 100,000 soldiers walked up to Nalan Xiaolan and bowed to him neatly, these people are not stupid, although they have blood, they are not stupid enough to use their bodies to touch an existence that is so powerful that they despair.

In the eyes of mortals, the third-order is the same as the ninth-order, and it only takes a moment to kill them!

After watching them leave, Nalan Xiaolan roughly calculated how long it would take for the mortals in the city to completely evacuate, and felt that her time was not enough.

"Boy. And just then, he suddenly heard someone behind him shouting to him.

He was shocked in his heart, who could touch his back quietly? It's just that the other party has no malicious intent.

He looked back and saw a man standing behind him with a smile.

After Nalan Xiaolan saw the man's face clearly, the caution on his face disappeared, and then he smiled: "Father, why are you here?"

However, before the smile on Nalan Xiaolan's face could solidify, he saw 'Naland' take out a sharp weapon and insert it straight into Nalan Xiaolan's body.

The latter raised his head, and a golden light flashed in his eyes, but he saw what kind of father was standing in front of him, it was a child he didn't know at all.

And the momentum of this child has the momentum of a god.

Nalan Xiaolan knew in her heart that this person who turned into a father to deceive herself was a god.

It just so happened that he was worried that he would not have a chance to find the gods, and now there was one in front of him.

"The corpse of the God King is on you?" a silver light shot out of the child's eyes, and this silver light fell on Nalan Xiaolan's body.

He saw a dazzling golden light, and it was preventing him from continuing his exploration.

"Who are you?" Nalan Xiaolan's eyes were cold, and the child in front of him attacked him, and the beam between the two was also concluded.

"You don't deserve to know who I am, you just need to know that you won't survive tonight!" the kid sneered, he stretched out his hand and touched Nalan Xiaolan's body, as if something important was hidden by him.

The child touched Nalan Xiaolan's body, and the latter thought that he was targeting the two artifacts on his body, but the child didn't care at all.

At this moment, Nalan Xiaolan was a little curious in her heart, when this guy's sharp weapon was inserted into her body, her body lost control, and she could only stand in place and be at his mercy.

But even so, Nalan Xiaolan is still not afraid, he has his own means of protecting his life.

Looking at the increasingly disappointed child in front of her, a smile flashed in Nalan Xiaolan's eyes.

"Damn, that guy lied to me!" The child pulled out his sharp weapon and left without looking back, and his attitude of ignoring Nalan Xiaolan made him a little curious about the child and the people behind the child.

Nalan Xiaolan was attacked outside the city, Nangong Tian in the city already knew about it, after all, Nalan Xiaolan was an extremely dangerous person, if he didn't pay special attention, what if he let him touch the pillow and kill himself?

It's not that he doesn't believe in his own strength, but out of caution.

Nalan Xiaolan looked up at the sun in the sky, according to what the kid said, he didn't survive tonight, but he didn't feel any discomfort in his body.

I saw a streamer drawn in the city, and this streamer stopped at a distance in front of Nalan Xiaolan, turning into the figure of Nangong Tian.

I saw that he looked at Nalan Xiaolan with a nervous face, and said anxiously: "Nalan Xiaolan, are you okay?"

The latter sneered, this guy is really good at acting.

"It's fine. Nalan Xiaolan shook her head, the wound that had been punctured by a sharp weapon in her abdomen had recovered, and she couldn't see a flaw.

"Who was the person who attacked you?"

"I don't know, but a god!"

Nangong Tian was stunned, god?

He knew more than Nalan Xiaolan, and as one of the two races in this world, it was natural that there would be gods who would come to him to cooperate.

It was with the guarantee of the gods that they dared to stop Nalan Xiaolan on that day and negotiate with him.

"Since you're fine, the old man will leave first. If you are afraid, you can also follow me into Xuanhuo City, and we will naturally guarantee your safety. This seems to be a well-intentioned invitation, but it is actually insulting Nalan Xiaolan.

The latter shook his head and said softly, "No need. ”

The waves were not shocked, so that this conversation lost its meaning, and Nangong Tian shook his head and left.

And Nalan Xiaolan was sitting on the ground, and just now, there was a menstrual pain in his body.

There was no source for this pain, but it was painful in his heart, and the momentary loss of consciousness almost made him unconscious.

But fortunately, he controlled his body and sat down with the discomfort.

Nalan Xiaolan looked inward, and he finally saw a black light flickering in his abdomen, and the source of his pain was this black light.

Nalan Xiaolan's consciousness carefully touched the black light, trying to remove it from the body, but this touch, the body lost consciousness again.

It was then that he realized how difficult the problem he was facing.

"God King ......" Nalan Xiaolan called softly, she didn't even know what this black light was, let alone how to solve it.

But since the God King woke up not long ago, there has been no sound, and Nalan Xiaolan thought to herself that if it was useless to ask for help, she would rely on the art of time to try to change.