Primitive Demon Territory, the southern battlefield, the war was raging, and at the moment of crisis, the Tianmo Red Armored Army arrived, shocking the kings of the scale clan.
In front of the Red Armored Army, an ancient sword filled with ghostly aura burst into the air and swept into the battle.
Looking at the sight, in the battle situation, a figure in plain clothes walked over, pressed his right hand on the ancient sword, glanced at the scale kings and the kings, and said lightly, "Everyone, please retreat!"
The understatement of the voice, without the slightest threat, has the majesty that cannot be rejected.
Looking at the young man who appeared in the battle situation, King Li looked gloomy and abnormal, weighed for a moment, and said solemnly, "Retreat!"
The reinforcements of the Demon Army have arrived, and it is useless to fight again. The young man in front of him is not weak. He and the other three kings are seriously injured, so there is no need to fight against them at this time.
With an order, the army of the scale clan immediately retreated like a tide. King Li and the other three kings stared at the Tianmo reinforcements ahead, and after a few breaths, they also retreated.
The scale clan retreated, Ning Chen waved his hand to put away the ancient sword, looked at the sixth prince of the devil who was severely injured in the back, and respectfully said, "I have seen the sixth uncle!"
It was the first time that he saw the sixth prince of the devil face to face. There was a strange look in Ning Chen's eyes. This prince Xuanxiao really didn't look like a devil, but like an ordinary scholar in the mortal world.
Simple clothes, elegant and gentle face, if not for the blood on his body, and the looming powerful demon power, no one can believe that the person in front of him is actually a demon prince.
While Ning Chen was observing Xuan Xiao, Xuan Xiao's eyes were also looking up and down at the young man in front of him, Jiu You's disciple.
The young man in front of him has an extraordinary temperament, and it does have some similarities with Jiuyou when he was young.
It is a pity that this son is from a human race, otherwise, his future achievements will not be lost to his master.
"Don't be too polite, this time, I would like to thank my nephew."
After looking at it for a moment, Xuan Xiao retracted his gaze and said softly.
"Uncle Six is polite."
Ning Chen replied, "This is what the nephew should do. The uncle is seriously injured. It is better to go back to the camp to rest first, and leave it to the nephew to deal with it."
"Then I'll trouble my nephew."
Xuan Xiao nodded, his figure descended from the sky and took a step forward.
In the void, Ning Chen looked at the remnant army of demons who had just experienced a big battle below, and said lightly, "The whole army returns to the city and rests temporarily."
With an order, the army immediately shouted gold and withdrew towards the Kyushu City behind.
The mighty demon army withdrew to Kyushu City, the demonic energy that covered the sky disappeared, and the sky returned to clarity.
In Kyushu City, a large army was stationed, and the remaining 40,000 Demon Army plus 10,000 Red Armored Army barely reached 50,000.
In front of the tent in the camp, Ning Chen walked over, looked at the surging demonic energy ahead, stopped and waited patiently.
After an unknown amount of time, the surging demonic energy around the handsome tent gradually subsided, and inside the tent, a peaceful voice came out, saying, "Nephew, please come in."
Outside the tent, Ning Chen heard it, opened the curtain and walked into it.
Inside the handsome tent, Prince Xuanxiao sat quietly, and when he saw the young man entering the tent, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Uncle Six."
Ning Chen saluted, with a concerned look on his face, and said, "How's your uncle's injury?"
"It's okay for now."
Xuan Xiao smiled and said, "Is Jiuyou okay?"
"Master, everything is fine," Ning Chen replied. Xuan Xiao got up, looked at the young man in front of him, his face was full of emotion, and said, "In those days, my relationship with your master was the best, but after the ancient times, the world has changed drastically. And your master went to the devil
Chi, self-destruction, since then, I have never seen him again. "
Ning Chen listened quietly without interrupting. He did know a thing or two about the friendship between Prince Xuanxiao and Master, but Master did not mention these things.
For some reason, Master seems to have been reluctant to say much about the events of their time.
"Nephew, how long have you been cultivating?" Xuan Xiao looked at the former and said softly.
"More than a hundred years." Ning Chen said truthfully.
"century!"
Xuan Xiao murmured softly, and immediately laughed at himself and said, "Those princes and princesses who have confounded our clan still claim to be geniuses. Compared with their nephews, they are a real joke."
To have such amazing martial arts accomplishments in a hundred years, it is extremely terrifying to look at the past and present.
Ning Chen was silent and didn't say much.
He is not a martial arts genius, and he was just curious about martial arts at first, but, in order to protect the people he cherishes, he had to go step by step to this day.
"His Royal Highness"
At this moment, outside the tent, Yin Ji's voice came, with a hint of urgency in her tone.
Ning Chen turned around, looked outside the tent, frowned slightly, and said, "What's the matter?"
"There are many unidentified people in the city sneaking around. They are suspected to be spies of the Scale clan. Do you want to arrest them?" Yin Ji asked for instructions.
"No need."
Ning Chen said lightly, "Keep it, these people will come in handy soon."
"Yes!"
Outside the tent, Yin Ji took the lead and retreated.
"Is there any good plan for the nephew to keep these spies?"
Xuan Xiao asked. "The law of war, knowing oneself and knowing the enemy will not be imperiled in a hundred battles. The scale clan sent spies into the city to investigate the reality and movement of our army. As long as there is a way to avoid or deceive these scale clan's eyeliners, the scale clan army is equivalent to abolishing its eyes and letting others slaughter it.
"Ning Chen said indifferently.
Xuan Xiao heard the words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Nephew, please explain in detail."
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Three thousand miles away, in the large camp of the scale clan, the four kings closed their eyes and sat in the king's tent, doing all they could to heal their wounds.
Outside the king's tent, heavy soldiers guarded the king's tent and surrounded it.
In the sky, the sun sets, the day fades away, and the night comes.
The cold moon rises in the east, the moonlight falls on the border and closes, and there is bitter cold everywhere.
In the scale clan camp, heavy armored soldiers came and went, earnestly guarding against the night attack of the demon army.
Just as the night was getting darker, when most of the soldiers and soldiers began to rest, in the distance, the demonic energy was surging, attacking from the north.
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
An anxious cry of exclamation resounded through the night sky, and the soldiers of the scale tribe who had just fallen asleep woke up from their sleep, and they all went out and picked up their weapons to prepare to defend against the enemy.
However, after nearly half an hour, the expected army of demons did not arrive. All the soldiers of the scale tribe sighed in relief, full of exhaustion, and returned to their accounts to rest.
In Kyushu City, on the city, Su Yi's figure stood still, looking at the distant Lin clan camp, and also did not rest all night.
Behind Zhiming, Yin Ji followed silently without saying a word.
She has followed His Highness for so long, and she has never seen His Highness take a break. Even though the energy of a martial arts expert is far superior to that of ordinary people, it is impossible to keep resting forever. From entering the Heavenly Demon Royal Family to attaining today's status, the achievements His Highness has achieved in just a few years are beyond the reach of others in their lifetime. Previously, she always believed that this was due to the support behind the Nine You Demon Emperor. However, following His Highness these day
After her son, she just realized that there is no unprovoked success in the world, and the hard work and hard work that His Highness has put in every step is unimaginable for ordinary people.
In the sky, the cold moon travels westward, the night gradually passes, and in the east, the morning light falls, shining on Suyi's figure on the city, and the golden light is shining.
The figure like a god, standing on the tower of the city, attracted the attention of all the soldiers in the city. At this moment, the four words of the thirteenth prince were imprinted in the hearts of all the demon soldiers.
A prince who is willing to accompany them to guard the city without rest, perhaps, can really lead them to defeat the scale army.
In the city, in front of the handsome tent, Xuan Xiao walked out and looked at the young people in the city with a look of relief in his eyes.
There are quite a few princes in the Heavenly Demon Royal Family, and there are also several crown princes, but no matter Xuanqing, Xuanque or Xuanzhen, he doesn't particularly like them.
The reason is very simple. The people of the Tianmo royal family are inherently cold, and the next generation of these princes and princes are even more brilliant in this regard, which is chilling.
The Heavenly Demon Royal Family needs a humane emperor to appear to change all this, and Jiuyou, the disciple, is the best candidate.
On the tower, Ning Chen looked back and looked at the army in the city. Although his face was calm, deep in his eyes, it was abnormally cold.
Xuan Xiao didn't know that what fate can bring to the Heavenly Demon Royal Family can only be destruction, not rebirth.
When dawn came, Ning Chen walked down from the city and walked towards the camp.
In front of the handsome tent, Xuan Xiao looked at the young man coming from a distance, smiled and said, "It's hard work."
"Should be."
Ning Chen said softly, "It's better for my uncle to recover from his injuries as soon as possible. If the army of the Lin clan comes, our army will not be without the strength of my uncle." Xuan Xiao nodded and said, "The injury on my body is not a serious problem. Even if it cannot be healed in a short time, as long as the injury is suppressed by the secret method, we can still fight with all our strength, but the Sanhunxiao, which restrains the absolute defense of the scale clan, has been destroyed.
Still bad. "
Hearing this, Ning Chen frowned slightly, and said, "Can it only be a three-hundred flute? I have a violin named Yan Wang, may I know it?"
"Oh?"
Xuan Xiao said in surprise, "Let me take a look."
Ning Chen waved his hand, and in the surging demonic energy, a suffocating guqin appeared. Behind, Yin Ji felt a chill all over her body, and unconsciously took a half step back.
Xuan Xiao glanced at the woman behind Thirteen, and was not too surprised. At the same time, for the cold thing, this King of Hell was obviously of a higher rank.
"Although this qin is damaged, if it is repaired properly, it will be even better than Sanhunxiao. In the next war, will my nephew be willing to lend me this qin temporarily?" Xuanxiao said sternly.
"certainly."
Ning Chen held the qin in both hands and sent the King of Hell out, and said sincerely, "I only know a little about the rhythm. This qin can only play a greater role if it is in the hands of my uncle."
Xuan Xiao was also not polite, took the guqin, and looked at the slaughtering tool in his hand, and he couldn't hide his pity.
Qin is a good qin, but it has been stained with too much blood, but it is precisely because of this blood that this slaughtering artifact is achieved.
"Senior uncle can't take all of your things for nothing, I'll give this to you."
In the voice, Xuan Qing's hand, a scroll of remnants appeared, which looked inconspicuous. However, the four characters on the remnants were magical, powerful, and shocking.
Doomsday Prologue! The ancient forbidden law, one of the forbidden chapters of the eponymous overture of the gods, is now so close in front of you that it is difficult to take your eyes off.