The Eight Desolations Secret Realm is located on the border of the Great Desolation Ancient Country. It is the junction of the four ancient countries and is thousands of miles away from the royal capital.
The Black Hawk is a sixth-rank monster with an extremely fast speed. Like a black lightning, it moves rapidly above the clouds and heads towards the direction of the Eight Desolate Secret Realm.
The gale was fierce, the sky was high and the land was vast. If Xia Long had not cast an Qi barrier to protect Ling Xiao and the other nine people, the fierce gale would have blown them down directly.
Li Chengfeng and others stood on the Black Hawk, looking at the vast mountains and rivers below, the huge cities and mountains, all in sight, and they couldn't help but feel great pride in their hearts.
At the same time, they also yearn for the strong people in the realm of heaven and man, who can fly in the sky and break free from the constraints of heaven and earth. How free and easy that is!
“Ling Xiao, there shouldn’t be any danger when we go to Yin Yang Valley this time, but we still have to be careful of the people from the Da Huang Ancient Country!”
Ling Qingqing stood beside Ling Xiao and said softly.
"The ancient country of Dahuang?"
There was a gleam of brilliance in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he nodded.
Behind the ancient country of Dahuang is the Wanshou Sect, and its national strength is much stronger than that of the ancient country of Dahuang. It is also the country with the most tense relationship with the ancient country of Dahuang, and conflicts often break out between the soldiers on the border of both sides.
Ling Xiao has already offended the Wanshou Sect, so there is no guarantee that they will not do something through the ancient country of Dahuang.
"Don't worry, Sister Qingqing. If the Great Yellow Ancient Country dares to do anything, I will let them have a taste of my power!"
Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, his eyes deep and calm.
Although there were nine places going to Yin Yang Valley this time, they were obviously divided into many small groups.
Ling Xiao, Ling Qingqing and Li Chengfeng were together, while Lu Feng and Lu Yun stood together with Xia Hongxiu. This was because Lu Feng and Lu Yun's father, Lu Yuan, was the prime minister of the current dynasty and had also been Xia Hongxiu's teacher before. Lu Feng, Lu Yun and Xia Hongxiu had a very good relationship.
Chen Fengdao stood with the man sent by the Ninth Prince, whispering something, and there was a hint of hidden murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at Ling Xiao.
There was only the eldest prince's subordinate, a young man who looked ordinary, sitting cross-legged on the Black Hawk alone, and began to practice as if no one was around, emitting an aloof aura.
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The royal capital, the Wanshoumen Inn.
"Has Ling Xiao already headed to Yin Yang Valley? Very good! Notify the Myriad Beasts Sect and the Underworld, we can start now!"
There was a hint of coldness in He Qing's eyes, and he spoke slowly.
"yes!"
A Wanshou Sect disciple wearing a black robe bowed respectfully and retreated quietly.
"Ling Xiao, if you can survive, you may still be qualified to participate in the battle of life and death! But if you die, you can't blame others!"
He Qing said calmly, the murderous intent in his eyes made people shudder.
The royal capital, the imperial city.
"The resurrection pill finally worked!"
Ling Juechen and Zhenren Chunyang stared at the nine dazzling pills in front of them, their eyes filled with excitement.
The nine precious pills floated in the void, trembling slightly, as if there was a trace of mysterious luster flowing, containing a strong spiritual light.
"Hurry and report to the king. We must break through to the king realm as quickly as possible!"
Ling Juechen and True Man Chunyang looked at each other, took the nine resurrection pills, and headed towards the Great Wilderness Palace together.
The Ninth Prince’s Mansion.
"Mr. Mo, I have received news that my father will be in seclusion soon! How can it be so easy to break through the realm of kings? Especially when a king is contaminated by the dragon vein, he is in danger of death. This is our chance!"
The ninth prince, Xia Yunran, exuded an incomparably powerful aura, with a faint ghostly aura lingering around him, and an excited smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Your Highness is right! Chen Weishan has secretly surrendered to us, and Meng Ao has also been seriously injured and is recuperating in the Demon Suppression Palace. Now that the Royal Guards are leaderless, this is a golden opportunity! As long as we capture the capital, great things will be accomplished!"
Mr. Mo, who was pale, smiled slightly. His eyes were very cold, as if there were ghost fires dancing in them, making people feel chilling.
Xia Yunran suppressed his excitement, nodded and said, "That's right! Mr. Mo, tell Chen Weishan to mobilize the army, listen to my orders, and be ready to start an uprising at any time!"
"yes!"
Mr. Mo bowed in response.
But what Xia Yunran didn't notice was that there was a hint of cold and ghostly light in Mr. Mo's eyes.
In a dilapidated house in the northern part of the royal capital.
A figure wrapped in a black robe, with a hint of cold murderous intent in his eyes, said: "Ling Xiao has already left the capital city, so naturally someone will deal with him. Our target is the Demon Suppression Palace! Jiao Mu, Liu Xiongfei, Meng Ao... Don't let any of them live!"
"yes!"
A group of men in black below responded loudly, and then they flashed out of the house in an instant like ghosts.
"This Eight Desolate Territory... It's time for things to change!"
The man in black robe spoke slowly, with a hint of cruelty and bloodthirstiness in his eyes, and slowly disappeared from the spot.
After Ling Xiao left, the royal capital suddenly became turbulent.
Ling Xiao didn't know all this.
The Black Hawk flew across the vast plains, across endless rivers and lakes, across huge cities, and after a day and a night, it flew towards a barren mountain range.
The sky and the earth seemed to become dim, dark clouds rolled in the sky, thunder was everywhere, and bursts of loud thunder were heard.
Below was a barren mountain range, stretching for thousands of miles and consisting entirely of black rocks without a trace of green, as if it had been burned by a fire. It was dilapidated and desolate, and faintly exuded a murderous aura that made people tremble with fear.
"This is the Eight Wastelands Mountain. It used to be the center of the Eight Wastelands and the capital of the most powerful Great Heaven Ancient Nation. However, over the past ten thousand years, the world has changed dramatically. The Great Heaven Ancient Nation has disappeared, and this area has become the most tragic place of the catastrophe that year! The black mountains you see below are all stained with blood. It took countless years for them to become what they are now!"
Xia Long said slowly, with a hint of vicissitudes and emotion in his voice.
"A mountain range stained with blood? This Bahuang Mountain seems to stretch for thousands of miles. How many people died in the past to become what it is now?"
Hearing Xia Long's words, everyone's expression changed slightly, with a hint of shock in their eyes.
"It was too long ago, but it is said that in that catastrophe, only one in ten living creatures in the Eight Desolate Territory survived!" Xia Long said.
“Only one out of ten survives?”
Even Ling Xiao's expression changed.
Of the hundreds of millions of people in the entire Eight Desolate Territory, only one in ten survived. How many lives did they die? What kind of catastrophe could be so horrific
Everyone was a little gloomy. Looking at the desolate Bahuang Mountain below, everyone's expressions were very solemn and their hearts were heavy.
boom!
At this moment, the sky and the earth rumbled, there was a blazing light in the distance, and a terrifying lightning came across the sky and hit Ling Xiao and others directly.
(End of this chapter)