After a major battle, the Tianmo camp was devastated. The Qingjia Army arrived, joined the remaining Tianmo army, and immediately strengthened the defense formation.
In the barracks, Xuan Zhen's expression became more and more gloomy as he listened to the reports of the two demon generals.
"Prince Xuan Mie has no bones left?"
Xuan Zhen said solemnly, "Are you sure that the body of Prince Xuan Mie was not taken away by the people of the Western Sanctuary?"
"His Royal Highness, the people from the Western Sanctuary did want to fight for the prince's body, but His Highness the Thirteenth blocked it." A demon general replied respectfully, "Then the catastrophe suddenly came, and the people from the Western Sanctuary withdrew their troops. The Thirteenth Highness and Prince Xuan Mie are located in the center of the robbery. We can't see what happened inside. When the robbery is over, the Thirteenth Highness will be unconscious.
The body of Prince Xuan Mie also disappeared. "
Xuan Zhen frowned, the demon prince's body is not inferior to any magic weapon, and it stands to reason that it should not be destroyed in the catastrophe so easily.
In the tent not far away, Su Yi's figure was lying quietly on the bed, while the Tenth Empress Xuan Yue patiently looked at the injuries in the former's body, her eyes narrowed slightly.
It turned out that the legend that the Thirteenth Brother lost his cultivation base was true.
Without cultivation, she could still survive the catastrophe. Her thirteenth younger brother was truly extraordinary.
After probing for a long time, Xuan Yue's right palm condensed Yuan, and the vast demonic energy was surging, and it continued to sink into the former body.
Outside the tent, Xuan Zhen, who had listened to the reports of the two demon generals, turned his eyes to the tent behind him, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.
Old Thirteen and Xuanqing had already stood in the same camp, and they must not stay. However, there were many eyes and ears in the military camp, and it was not easy to start, so they had to find another way.
"Your Highness."
At this time, in the Qingjia Army, a familiar figure came and saluted respectfully.
"What's the matter? Xuan Luo."
Xuanzhen looked at the person in front of him and said calmly.
"Please, Your Highness, send the Thirteenth Prince back to the imperial city for treatment."
Xuan Luo said seriously.
"Oh?"
Xuan Zhen heard the words, a strange look appeared in his eyes, and said, "Are you sure?"
Xuan Luo nodded and said, "With his current injury, he has almost no ability to resist. Killing him is easy."
"Well"
Xuanzhen replied, "I will find a reason to send the old thirteen back to the imperial city. After that, it depends on what you can do. Remember, don't miss the opportunity, and don't be careless."
"My subordinate understands."
A sneer flashed across Xuan Luo's face, and said, "The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength. I won't let such a good opportunity go to waste."
"Brother the First Emperor." When the two were talking, Xuan Yue walked out of the camp at the rear, looked at the First Prince in front, and said, "The thirteenth brother is not seriously injured, and it will be difficult to recover in a short time. Now Mr. Feng has encountered an accident and cannot He will heal the thirteenth brother again and send the thirteenth brother back
Imperial City may be a better choice. "
Xuan Zhen had heard it, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved. He really wanted to come up with something. Since Xuan Yue spoke first, it would save him having to find another reason.
"Just follow the arrangement that the tenth sister said."
Xuan Zhen restrained his thoughts, smiled and said, "Now the war is tense, and the emperor's brother is incapable of doing anything, so the affairs of the thirteenth brother can only be handed over to the tenth sister."
"Brother Fang Xin, I will arrange it."
Xuan Yue responded lightly, turned around again and walked into the tent.
Xuan Yue entered the account, Xuan Zhen looked back at the man in front of him, and said calmly, "The opportunity is here, let's prepare."
"Subordinates retire."
Xuan Luo respectfully saluted, then turned around and left.
In front of the tent, Xuan Zhen stood still, his expression became more and more cold, and Xuan Yue arranged the affairs of the old thirteen. Once the old thirteen had an accident, no one else could suspect him.
Inside the tent, Su Yi's figure was sleeping quietly, her white hair dyed red, and it was unusually dazzling.
As the sun sets and the moon rises, outside the barracks, three carriages left one after another, and the wild beasts pulled their carriages at such a fast speed that it was difficult to see them clearly.
In front of the barracks, two figures stood in the darkness, watching the three carriages leave. "Ten sister is really cautious, the three carriages leave at different times, and they are not too far apart. If an accident occurs in one of the carriages, the people in the other two carriages will quickly know and leave with the old thirteen, so you must One hit, no
There is a chance of making the wrong choice. " Xuan Zhen said coldly.
Xuan Luo nodded and said, "Others may make the wrong choice, but the power of the Thirteenth Prince was taken from his subordinates, and I absolutely cannot make this mistake."
Xuan Zhen nodded lightly and said, "That's the best, go ahead, wait until the old thirteen is far away, and don't leave the handle behind."
"Yes!"
Xuan Luo respectfully responded, without further delay, he stepped forward and quickly chased after him.
In the darkness of the night, on the land of the Western Border of the Primal Demon Region, wild beasts pulled chariots, and three carriages drove past one after another. The rumbling sound broke the silence of the night.
Just as the three carriages drove nearly ten thousand miles away, the demonic energy surged above the void. Not long after, a majestic palm smashed down into the sky, shattering the last carriage with a bang.
In the carriage, a demon general led the unconscious Ning Chen out, avoiding the fatal blow.
In the void, in the surging demonic energy, Xuan Luo's figure slowly descended, looking at the demon general blocking the front, and calmly said, "Put down the Thirteenth Prince, I will spare you not to die."
"Can't do it."
The Demon General's expression sank and responded.
"Then go to hell."
Xuan Luo snorted coldly, no more nonsense, stepped out in one step, and the figure quickly swept out.
The devil will spin the halberd, the heavy halberd breaks through the air, and greets those who come up.
The palms and halberds clashed, and with a loud bang, a violent vibration resounded through the wilderness.
Xuan Luo's whole body was burned with demonic flames, and the power body was urged again, and the demon general in front of him suddenly smashed into the air.
Ten steps away, the demon general staggered to stabilize his body, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.
The clear strength gap is only one move, and the competition is already divided.
"Six Absolutes of Heaven and Demons, the stars change."
The royal family reappeared, Xuan Luo raised his hand, big stars appeared one after another, and the incomparable power of the stars slammed into the demon general in front.
"Uh"
With a muffled groan, blood stained the air, and the demon generals retreated again and again, unable to bear the unparalleled power of the royal family.
"You're not bad, just met me!"
Before the words fell, Xuan Luo swept in front of the demon general, punched through his body, and brought out a waterfall of dazzling blood.
"Uh"
With a muffled hum, blood spurted out from the Demon General's chest, spilling on his face, a desolate scene that was unbearable.
"Ten princesses, your subordinates have tried their best."
The demon looked through the dark night and looked at the distant military camp. The last words were exhausted, his hands were weak, and his soul returned to Huangquan.
Xuan Luo pulled out his arm, looked at the demon general who fell to the dust, and was silent.
A loyal and brave soldier deserves respect at all times, but unfortunately, he cannot spare his life.
The demon general died in battle, Xuan Luo looked at the figure of Su Yi who was still unconscious not far away, and stepped forward, but did not rush to take action.
In this world, if he said that the person he most wanted to get rid of, would undoubtedly be the Marquis of Fate from the world in front of him.
However, this son is definitely not that easy to deal with. He has never taken advantage of him in several confrontations, whether it was when he had an absolute strength advantage in the past or when their strength was pulled closer.
The most dreaded thing about this child is not the force, but the unfathomable scheming.
If it is said that this son has put himself in such a dangerous situation without leaving behind, then he will be the first to not believe it.
"Marquis Zhiming, the eyeliner around you has been removed, you don't need to pretend anymore, get up, I have something to talk to you about." Xuan Luo looked at the former and said solemnly.
Ahead, the sleeping figure still did not make any movement, as if it was really in a coma and never woke up.
Xuan Luo narrowed his eyes, stood for a moment, and then stepped forward.
Ten steps ago, Xuan Luo's figure stopped, and the magic essence in his hand was secretly raised, preparing for a thunderous strike.
After the stalemate of several breaths, Xuan Luo no longer hesitated, the figure swept out, and the thunder fell with heavy palms.
At this moment, between the heavens and the earth, thousands of demons roared into the sky, and one after another demonic shadow appeared, and they worked together to block the former's palm.
In the earth-shattering vibration, the dust and sand surged like waves, obscuring the sight.
In front, Su Yi's figure disappeared at an unknown time, Xuan Luo's expression changed at the same time, and he quickly retreated.
But at this moment, a dazzling sword light appeared in the vast dusty waves, so beautiful and perfect that it was not like a sword in the world.
After condensing the sword for a long time, the sword shocked the sky. After the dust wave, Su Yi's figure passed by, and the sword opened Huangquan Road.
"Uh"
A sword entered the body, blood overflowed, Xuan Luo made a decisive decision, directly raised his hand to grab the sword edge, and stopped the sword.
"A sword is invisible."
Ning Chen took a step, swirled his sword, pushed it out with one palm, and helped him another way.
The sword edge entered another inch, Xuan Luo stepped back again and again, and the blood kept dripping from his chest and the hand holding the sword, dyeing the sword edge red.
"Marquis Zhiming, you can't kill me!"
Xuan Luo's expression turned cold, his palm energy condensed again, and he responded strongly.
Seeing this, Ning Chen drew his sword and swept his body, avoiding the former's palm.
Ten feet away, Ning Chen set his pace, and didn't rush to shoot anymore. He looked at the man in front of him, and the murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all.
Xuan Luo's strength is even better than before, even if he hasn't entered the late King Realm, it's not far behind.
"How, can we talk?"
Xuan Luo looked at the young man in front and said solemnly, "I said, you can't kill me. Now, I'm not sure about getting rid of you. It's better to let go of the hatred temporarily and talk about it."
"What can we talk about between you and me?" Ning Chen said with a cold expression. "I am the only one who knows your identity in this primordial demonic realm. It may be fine now, but once the war between the two realms breaks out, the primal demonic realm and the human race will become mortal enemies. Do you think that by then, the three demon emperors will meet each other? spare you
" Xuan Luo said solemnly.
"If you want to say it, I won't stop you." Ning Chen waved his sword away and said lightly, "However, you also said that it was after the outbreak of the war between the two realms. Now, the primitive demon realm and the human race have not yet To the point of life and death, even if you reveal my identity, the three demon emperors will see
In Xuan Jiuyou's face, I will not do anything to me. At that time, do you think that my master will tolerate your existence? "
Xuan Luo's expression sank when he heard the words. For a long time, he has kept this secret hidden to a large extent because he is afraid of the terrifying Nine Nether Demon Sovereign.
It is well known in the world that Jiuyou protects the shortcoming. For this disciple, Xuan Jiuyou has fought with the three demon emperors in the imperial city more than once. This is something that everyone has seen with their own eyes.
"Put away your threat, the outcome of losing both sides is not beneficial to you. I don't think you are stupid enough to make this choice." Ning Chen calmly said.
"Daxia Zhiminghou really understands human nature." Xuan Luo said solemnly, "Then you and I will talk about cooperation."